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Hath cut her throat already.—No, 'tis slander ;
grave This viperous slander enters.—What cheer, madam?
Imo. False to his bed! What is it, to be false?
Pis. Alas, good lady!
Imo. I false? Thy conscience witness:--Iachimo, Thou didst accuse him of incontinency; Thou then look'dst like a villain; now, methinks, Thy favour's good enough.—Some jay of Italy, Whose mother was her painting, hath betray'd him: Poor I am stale, a garment out of fashion ; And, for I am richer than to hang by the walls, I must be ripp'd:'-to pieces with me!-0, Men's vows are women's traitors! All good seeming, By thy revolt, О husband, shall be thought Put on for villainy; not born, where't grows; But worn, a bait for ladies. Pis.
Good madam, hear me. Imo. True honest men being heard, like false
7 - states,] Persons of highest rank.
& Whose mother was her painting,] Some jay of Italy, made by art; the creature, not of nature, but of painting. In this sense painting may not be improperly termed her mother. • And, for I am richer than to hang by the walls,
I must be ripp'd:) To hang by the walls, does not mean, to be converted into hangings for a room, but to be hung up, as useless, among the neglected contents of a wardrobe. VOL. IX.
Were, in his time, thought false: and Sinon's weeping
Hence, vile instrument !
Why, I must die; And if I do not by thy hand, thou art No servant of thy master's: Against self-slaughter There is a prohibition so divine, That cravens my weak hand. Come, here's my
heart; Something's afore't:-Soft, soft; we'll no defence; Obedient as the scabbard.What is here? The scriptures of the loyal Leonatus, All turn'd to heresy? Away, away, Corrupters of my faith! you shall no
shall no more Be stomachers to my heart! Thus may poor fools Believe false teachers : Though those that are be
tray'd Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor
"Wilt lay the leaven or all proper men; &c.] i. e. says Mr. Upton, “ wilt infect and corrupt their good name, (like sour dough that leaveneth the whole mass,) and wilt render them suspected."
· That cravens my weak hund.) i, e, makes me a coward.
Stands in worse case of woe.
O gracious lady,
Do't, and to bed then.
But to win time
Talk thy tongue weary; speak: I have heard, I am a strumpet; and mine ear, Therein false struck, can take no greater wound,
· That now thou tir'st on,] A hawk is said to tire upon that which she pecks; from tirer, French. • To be unbent,] To have thy bow unbent, alluding to an hunter.
Nor tent to bottom that. But speak.
Not so, neither:
Imo. Some Roman courtezan.
No, on my life.
Why, good fellow, What shall I do the while? Where bide? How live? Or in my life what comfort, when I am Dead to my husband ? Pis.
If you'll back to the court, Imo. No court, no father; nor no more ado With that harsh, noble, simple, nothing: That Cloten, whose love-suit hath been to me As fearful as a siege. Pis.
If not at court, Then not in Britain must you bide. . Imo.
Where then? Hath Britain all the sun that shines ? Day, night, Are they not but in Britain? I'the world's volume Our Britain seems as of it, but not in it; In a great pool, a swan's nest; Pr’ythee, think There's livers out of Britain. Pis.
I am most glad You think of other place. The embassador, Lucius the Roman, comes to Milford-Haven
To-morrow: Now, if you could wear a mind
O, for such means !
Well then, here's the point:
Nay, be brief:
First, make yourself but like one.
5 As quarrellous as the weasel:] This character of the weasel is not warranted by naturalists. Weasels, however, were formerly kept in houses instead of cats, for the purpose of killing vermin,