So please Lu you entertain me. Ay, good youth; The boy hath taught us manly duties: Let us As soldiers can. Be cheerful; wipe thine eyes: SCENE III. A Room in Cymbeline's Palace. Enter CYMBELINE, Lords, and PISANIO. Cym. Again; and bring me word, how 'tis with her. A fever with the absence of her son; A madness, of which her life's in danger:-Heavens, When fearful wars point at me; her son gone, Sir, my life is yours, Pis. I humbly set it at your will: But, for my mistress, I nothing know where she remains, why gone, Nor when she purposes return. 'Beseech your high ness, arm him.] That is, Take him up in your arms. Hold me your loyal servant. 1 Lord. For Cloten, There wants no diligence in seeking him, Cym. We'll slip you for a season; but our jealousy The time's troublesome: [TO PISANIO. Does yet depend. Cym. Now for the counsel of my son, and queen!— I am amaz'd with matter." 1 Lord. Your preparation can affront no less Than what you hear of: you're ready: 8 Good my liege, come more, for more The want is, but to put those powers in motion, I thank you: Let's withdraw: Cym. We fear not Exeunt. Pis. I heard no letter from my master, since I wrote him, Imogen was slain: "Tis strange: Nor hear I from my mistress, who did promise To yield me often tidings: Neither know I What is betid to Cloten; but remain 7 I am amaz'd with matter.] i, e. confounded by a variety of business. 8 Your preparation can affront, &c.] Your forces are able to face such an army as we hear the enemy will bring against us, Perplex'd in all. The heavens still must work : Wherein I am false, I am honest; not true, to be true. 9 These present wars shall find I love my country, SCENE IV. Before the Cave. Enter BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS. Gui. The noise is round about us. Bel. Let us from it. Aro. What pleasure, sir, find we in life, to lock it From action and adventure? Gui. Nay, what hope Have we in hiding us? this way, the Romans Must or for Britons slay us; or receive us During their use, and slay us after. Sons, Bel. Among the bands) may drive us to a render 9 to the note o'the king,] I will so distinguish myself, the king shall remark my valour. revolts—] i. e. revolters. a render Where we have liv'd ;] An account of our place of abode. This dialogue is a just representation of the superfluous caution of an old man. It is not likely, That when they hear the Roman horses neigh, That they will waste their time upon our note, Bel. O, I am known From my remembrance. And besides, the king Gui. Than be so, Better to cease to be. Pray, sir, to the army: Arv. By this sun that shines, I'll thither: What thing is it, that I never Did see man die? scarce ever look'd on blood, But that of coward hares, hot goats, and vension? Never bestrid a horse, save one, that had A rider like myself, who ne'er wore rowel 3 their quarter'd fires,] Quarter'd fires, I believe, means No more than fires in the respective quarters of the Roman army. STEEVENS. Nor iron on his heel? I am asham'd If Gui. you By heavens, I'll go : will bless me, sir, and give me leave, I'll take the better care; but if you will not,. The hazard therefore due fall on me, by The hands of Romans! Arv. So say I; Amen. Bel. No reason I, since on your lives you set So slight a valuation, should reserve My crack'd one to more care. Have with you, boys: If in your country wars you chance to die, That is my bed too, lads, and there I'll lie: Lead, lead.-The time seems long: their blood thinks scorn, Till it fly out, and show them princes born. [Aside. [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I. A Field between the British and Roman Camps. Enter POSTHUMUS, with a bloody Handkerchief.* Post. Yea, bloody cloth,' I'll keep thee; for I wish'd 4 bloody handkerchief] The bloody token of Imogen's death, which Pisanio in the foregoing Act determined to send. 5 Yea, bloody cloth, &c.] This is a soliloquy of nature, uttered when the effervescence of a mind agitated and perturbed, spontaneously and inadvertently discharges itself in words. The speech throughout all its tenor, if the last conceit be excepted, seems to issue warm from the heart. He first condemns his own violence; |