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They were again together : you have done
[To the Queen. Not after our command. Away with her, And pen her
Nay, let her languish
Fye!—you must give way :
Pis. My lord your son drew on my master.
There might have been, But that my master rather play'd than fought,' And had no help of anger : they were parted By gentlemen at hand. Queen.
I am very glad on't. Imo. Your son's my father's friend; he takes his
master Pis. On his command: He would not suffer me To bring him to the haven : left these notes
Of what commands I should be subject to,
This hath been
I humbly thank your highness. Queen. Pray, walk a while. Imo.
About some half hour hence, I pray you, speak with me: you shall, at least, Go see my lord aboard : for this time, leave me.
A publick Place.
Enter Cloten, and Two Lords. 1 Lord. Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; the violence of action hath made
reek as a sacrifice : Where air comes out, air comes in: there's none abroad so wholesome as that
Clo. If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it Have I hurt him? 2 Lord. No, faith; not so much as his patience.
[Aside. 1 Lord. Hurt him ? his body's a passable carcass, if he be not hurt : it is a thoroughfare for steel if it be not hurt.
2 Lord. His steel was in debt; it went o'the backside the town.
[Aside. Clo. The villain would not stand me.
2 Lord. No; but he fled forward still, toward your face.
1 Lord. Stand you! You have land enough of your own : but he added to your having; gave you some ground.
2 Lord. As many inches as you have océans : Puppies !
[Aside. Clo. I would, they had not come between us.
2 Lord. So would I, till you had measured how long a fool you were upon the ground. [Aside.
Clo. And that she should love this fellow, and refuse me!
2 Lord. If it be a sin to make a trụe election, she is damned.
[Aside. 1 Lord. Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain go not together :5 She's a good sign, but I have seen small reflection of her wit.6
2 Lord. She shines not upon fools, lest the reflection should hurt her.
[Aside. Clo. Come, I'll to my chamber : 'Would there had been some hurt done!
2 Lord. I wish not so ; unless it had been the fall of an ass, which is no great hurt.
[Aside, Clo. You'll go with us? 1 Lord. I'll attend your lordship. Clo. Nay, come, let's go together. 2 Lord, Well, my lord,
5 Her beauty and sense are not equal. 6 To understand the force of this idea, it should be remem. bered that anciently almost every sign had a motto, or some attempt at a witticism underneath it.
A Room in Cymbeline's Palace.
Enter IMOGEN and PISANIO.
Imo. I would thou grew'st unto the shores o'the
queen! Imo. Then wav'd his handkerchief? Pis.
And kiss'd it, madam.
No, madam; for so long
Thou should'st have made him
Madam, so I did.
Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from
Be assur'd, madam, With his next vantage.7
Imo. I did not take my leave of him, but had
Enter a Lady.
The queen, madam,
patch'd. I will attend the
Madam, I shall.
8 Meet me with reciprocal prayer.