Imo. But that you shall not say I yield, being silent, I would not speak. I pray you, spare me : i'faith, I shall unfold equal discourtesy To your best kindness; one of your great knowing Should learn, being taught, forbearance. Clo. To leave you in your madness, 'twere my sin: I will not. Imo. Fools are not mad folks. Clo. Do you call me fool? Imo. As I am mad, I do: If you'll be patient, I'll no more be mad; That cures us both. I am much sorry, sir, You put me to forget a lady's manners, By being so verbal*: and learn now, for all, That I, which know my heart, do here pronounce, By the very truth of it, I care not for you; And am so near the lack of charity (To accuse myself,) I hate you: which I had rather You felt, than make't my boast. Clo. You sin against Obedience, which you owe your father. For The contract you pretend with that base wretch, (One, bred of alms, and foster'd with cold dishes, With scraps o'the court,) it is no contract, none : And though it be allow'd in meaner parties, (Yet who, than he, more mean?) to knit their souls (On whom there is no more dependency But brats and beggary) in self-figur'd knot † ; Yet you are curb'd from that enlargement by The consequence o'the crown; and must not soil The precious note of it with a base slave, A hilding for a livery, a squire's cloth, A pantler, not so eminent. Profane fellow! Imo. So verbose, so full of talk. In knots of their own tying. A low fellow, only fit to wear a livery. To be his groom: thou wert dignified enough, Clo. The south-fog rot him! Imo. He never can meet more mischance, than come To be but nam'd of thee. His meanest garment, Clo. His garment? Now, the devil Imo. To Dorothy my woman hie thee presently:Clo. His garment? Imo. I am sprighted* with a fool; Frighted, and anger'd worse:-Go, bid my woman Search for a jewel, that too casually Hath left mine arm; it was thy master's: 'shrew me, If I would lose it for a revenue Of any king's in Europe. I do think, I saw't this morning: confident I am, If you will make't an action, call witness to't. Clo. I will inform your father. Imo. To the worst of discontent. * Haunted. Your mother too : [Exit. Enter Posthumus and Philario. Post. Fear it not, sir: I would, I were so sure To win the king, as I am bold, her honour Will remain hers. Phi. What means do you make to him? I barely gratify your love; they failing, Phi. Your very goodness, and your company, Post. (Statist* though I am none, nor like to be,) (Now mingled with their courages) will make known * Statesman. VOL. IX. E To those who try them. Phi. Enter Iachimo. See! Iachimo? Post. The swiftest harts have posted you by land : And winds of all the corners kiss'd your sails, To make your vessel nimble. Phi. Welcome, sir. Post. I hope, the briefness of your answer made The speediness of your return. Jach. Your lady Is one the fairest that I have look'd upon. Post. And, therewithal, the best; or let her beauty Look through a casement to allure false hearts, Iach. Post. Their tenour good, I trust. Iach. Phi. Was Caius Lucius in the Britain court, When you were there? Iach. But not approach'd. Post. Here are letters for you. 'Tis very like. He was expected then, All is well yet.— Sparkles this stone as it was wont? or is't not Iach. If I have lost it, I should have lost the worth of it in gold. Your lady being so easy. Post. Not a whit, Make not, sir, Your loss your sport: I hope, you know that we Must not continue friends. Good sir, we must, Iach. Profess myself the winner of her honour, By both your wills. Post. And ring, is yours: if not, the foul opinion Iach. Sir, my circumstances, Being so near the truth, as I will make them, Must first induce you to believe: whose strength I will confirm with oath; which, I doubt not, You'll give me leave to spare, when you shall find, You need it not. Post. Iach. Proceed. First, her bed-chamber In workmanship, and value; which, I wonder'd, Post. This is true; And this you might have heard of here, by me, Or by some other. Iach. Must justify my knowledge. Post. More particulars So they must, The chimney Or do your honour injury. |