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Of thy assault: if he shall think it fit,
Iach. O happy Leonatus ! I may say ;
You make amends. Iach. He sits 'mongst men, like a descended god: He hath a kind of honour sets him off, More than a mortal seeming. Be not angry, Most mighty princess, that I have adventur'd To try your taking of a false report; which hath Honour’d with confirmation your great judgment In the election of a sir so rare, Which you know, cannot err: The love I bear him Made me to fan you thus ; but the gods made you, Unlike all others, chaffless. Pray, your pardon.
Imo. All's well, sir: Take my power i’the court
Iach. My humble thanks. I had almost forgot, To entreat your grace but in a small request, And yet of moment too, for it concerns Your lord; myself, and other noble friends, Are partners in the business.
Pray, what is't?
They are in a trunk,
O, no, no.
0, I must, madam : Therefore, I shall beseech
if you please
I will write.
your trunk to me; it shall safe be kept, And truly yielded you : You are very welcome.
being strange,] i. e. being a stranger.
SCENE I. Court before Cymbeline’s Palace.
Enter CLOTEN, and Two Lords. Clo. Was there ever man had such luck! when I kissed the jack upon an up-cast, to be hit away! I had a hundred pound on't : And then a whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing ; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure.
1 Lord. What got he by that? You have broke his pate with your bowl.
2 Lord. If his wit had been like him that broke it, it would have ran all out.
[Aside. Clo. When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths : Ha?
2 Lord. No, my lord; nor [Aside.] crop the ears of them.
Clo. Whoreson dog !-I give him satisfaction ? 'Would, he had been one of my rank!
2 Lord. To have smelt like a fool. [Aside.
Clo. I am not more vexed at any thing in the earth,—A pox on't! I had rather not be so noble as I am; they dare not fight with me, because of the queen my mother: every jack-slave hath his belly full of fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock that no body can match.
2 Lord. You are a cock and capon too; and you crow, cock, with your comb on.
[Aside. 8 — kissed the jack upon an up-cast,] He is describing his fate at bowls. The jack is the small bowl at which the others are aimed. He who is nearest to it wins. To kiss the jack is a state of great advantage.
Clo. Sayest thou ? i Lord. It is not fit, your lordship should undertake every companion that you give offence to.
Clo. No, I know that: but it is fit, I should commit offence to
inferiors. 2 Lord. Ay, it is fit for your lordship only. Clo. Why, so I say. i Lord. Did you hear of a stranger, that's come to court to-night
Clo. A stranger! and I not know on't!
2 Lord. He's a strange fellow himself, and knows it not.
[Aside. 1 Lord. There's an Italian come; and, 'tis thought, one of Leonatus' friends.
Clo. Leonatus! a banished rascal; and he's another, whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger?
i Lord. One of your lordship’s pages.
Clo. Is it fit, I went to look upon him ? Is there no derogation in't?
i Lord. You cannot derogate, my lord.
2 Lord. You are a fool granted ; therefore your issues being foolish, do not derogate. så side.
Clo. Come, I'll go see this Italian: What I have lost to-day at bowls, I'll win to-night of him. Come, go. 2 Lord. I'll attend your lordship.
[Exeunt CLOTEN and first Lord. That such a crafty devil as is his mother Should yield the world this ass! a woman, that Bears all down with her brain; and this her son Cannot take two from twenty for his heart, And leave eighteen. Alas, poor princess,
every companion - The use of companion was the same as of fellow now. It was a word of contempt.
Thou divine Imogen, what thou endur'st!
A Bed-chamber; in one Part of it a Trunk.
IMOGEN reading in her Bed; a Lady attending.
Please you, madam.
Almost midnight, madam.
[Sleeps. Iachimo, from the Trunk. Iach. The crickets sing, and man's o'er-labour'd
sense Repairs itself by rest: Our Tarquin thus Did softly press the rushes,' ere he waken'd
press the rushes,] It was the custom in the time of our