By gentlemen at hand.

Queen. I'm very glad on't.

Ime. Your fon's my father's friend, he takes his part, To draw upon an exile: O brave Sir!

I would they were in Afric both together,
Myself by with a needle, that I might prick
The goer-back. Why came you from your mafter?
Pif. On his command; he would not fuffer me
To bring him to the haven: left these notes
Of what commands I fhould be subject to,
When't pleas'd you to employ me.

Queen. This hath been

Your faithful fervant; I dare lay mine honour,
He will remain fo.

Pif. I humbly thank your Highness.

Queen. Pray, walk a while.

Imo. About fome half hour hence, pray you, fpeak

with me..

You fhall, at least, go fee my Lord aboard.

From this time leave me.

SCENE IV.

[Exeunt

Enter Cloten and two Lords.

Lord. Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; the violence of action hath made you reek as a facrifice. Where air comes out, air comes in : there's none a broad fo wholefome as that you vent.

Clot. If my fhirt were bloody, then to shift itHave I hurt him?

2 Lord. No, 'faith; not fo much as his patience.

[Afide. 1 Lord. Hurt him? his body's a paffable carcafe, if he be not hurt. It is a thoroughfare for fteel, if it be not hurt.

2 Lord. His fteel was in debt, it went o' th' backfide the town.

Clot. The villain would not stand me.

Edfide

2 Lord. No, but he fled forward ftill, towards your face.

[Afide. 1 Lord. Stand you? you have land enough of your own; but he added to your having, gave you fome. ground..

2 Lord. As many inches as you have oceans, puppies !

[Afide.

Clot. I would they had not come between us. 2 Lord. So would I, till you had measur'd how long a fool you were upon the ground.

[Afide. Clot. And that the fhould love this fellow, and refufe me!.

2 Lord. If it be a fin to make a true election, fhe's damn'd. [Afide. ■ Lord. Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain go not together. She's a good fhine, but I have feen fmall reflection of her wit.

2 Lord. She shines not upon fools, left the reflection fhould hurt her. [Afide. Clot. Come, I'll to my chamber : 'would there had been fome hurt done.!

2 Lord. I wish not fo, unless it had been the fall of

an ass, which is no great hurt.

Clot. You'll g go with us?

I Lord. I'll attend your Lordship. Glot. Nay, come let's go together. 2 Lord. Well, my Lord.

SCENE

V.

[Afide.

[Exeunt.

Imogen's apartment.

Enter Imogen and Pifanio.

Imo. I would thou grew'ft unto the shores o' th' haven).

And question'dft every fail: if he should write,

And I not have it, 'twere a paper lost

As offer'd mercy is. What was the last

That he fpake with thee?

Pif. 'Twas, his Queen! his Queen!
Imo. Then wav'd his handkerchief?
Pif. And kifs d it, Madam.

Imo. Senfelefs linen, happier therein than I
And that was all.?

Pif. No, Madam; for fo long.

As he could make me with this eye, or ear,
Distinguish him from others, he did keep
The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief,,
Still waving, as the fits arid ftirs of's mind
Could belt express how flow his foul failed on,,

How fwift his fhip.

Imo. Thou thould't have made him

As little as a crow, or lefs, ere left

To after-eye him.

Pif. Madam, fo I did.

Imo. I would have broke mine eye-strings; crack'd
To look upon him; till the diminution

l'em, but:

Of's space had pointed him fharp as my needle;

Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from

The fmallness of a gnat, to air; and then

Have turn'd mine eye, and wept.-But, good Pifanio,, When fhall we hear from him?

Pif. Be affur'd, Madam,

With his next vantage.

Imo. I did not take my leave of him, but had.. "Moft pretty things to fay: ere I could tell him, "How I would think on him, at certain hours,

Such thoughts, and fuch; or I could make him swear "The fhe's of Italy fhould not betray

"Mine intereft and his honour; or have charg'd him,
"At the fixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight,
"T'encounter me with orifons; (for then

"I am in heaven for him ;) or ere I could
"Give him that parting kils, which I had fet

Betwixt two charming words*, comes in my father; "And, like the tyrannous breathing of the north, "Shakes all our buds from blowing.

Enter a Lady.

Lady. The Queen, Madam,

Defires your Highnefs' company.

Imo. Those things I bid you do, get them dispatch'd.

I will attend the Queen.

Pif. Madam, 1 thall.

SCENE

[Exeunt

VI. Changes to Rome.

Enter Philario, Iachimo, and a Frenchman.

Iach. Believe it, Sir, I have feen him in Britain; he was then of a crefcent note; expected to prove so worthy, as fince he has been allowed the name of. But

Thefe words may be Adieu, Pofthumus.

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I could then have look'd on him, without the help of admiration; though the catalogue of his endowments. had been tabled by his fide, and I to perufe him by items..

Phil. You speak of him when he was lefs furnish'd then now he is, with that which makes him both with out and within.

French I have feen him in France; we had very many there could behold the fun with as firm eyes as he.

Iach. This matter of marrying his King's daughter, (wherein he must be weighed rather by her value, than his own), words him, I doubt not, a great deal from the

matter.

French. And then his banishment

Iach. Ay, and the approbations of thofe that weep this lamentable divorce under her colours, are wonder. fully to extend him: be it but to fortify her judgment,, which elfe an eafy battery might lay flat, for taking a beggar without more quality. But how comes it he is to fojourn with you? how creeps acquaintance?

Phil. His father and I were foldiers together, to whom.. I have been often bound for no less than my life.

Enter Pofthumus.

Here comes the Briton. Let him be fo entertained amongst you, as fuits with gentlemen of your knowing, to a tranger of his quality. I befeech you all, be better known to this Gentleman; whom I commend to you as a noble friend of mine. How worthy he is, I will leave to appear hereafter, rather than story him in his own hearing.

French. Sir, we have been known together in Orleans.. Poft. Since when I have been debtor to you for cour tefies, which I will be ever to pay, and yet pay ftill.

French. Sir, you o'er rate my poor kindness. I was glad I did atone my countryman and you; it had been pity you should have been put together with fo inortal a purpofe, as then each bore, upon importance of fo flight and trivial a nature.

Poft. By your pardon, Sir, I was then a young traveller; rather fhunn'd to go even with what I heard, than in my every action to be guided by others' experiences;

but upon my mended judgment, (if I offend not to fay it is mended), my quarrel was not altogether flight.

French. 'Faith, yes, to be put to the arbitriment of fwords; and by fuch two, that would by all likelihood have confounded one the other, or have fallen both.

lach. Can we with manners ask what was the difference ?

French. Safely, I think. 'Twas a contention in public, which may without contradiction fuffer the report. It was much like an argument that fell out last night, where each of us fell in praise of our country-mistresses: this Gentleman at that time vouching (and upon warrant of bloody affirmation) his to be more fair, virtuous, wife, chafte, conftant, qualified, and lefs attemptable than any the rareft of our ladies in France.

Iach. That Lady is not now living; or this Gentleman's opinion by this worn out.

Poft. She holds her virtue ftill, and I my mind.

Iach. You must not fo far prefer her 'fore ours of Italy.

Poft. Being fo far provok'd, as I was in France, I would abate her nothing; though I profefs myself ber adorer, not her friend

lach. As fair, and as good, a kind of hand-in-hand comparison, had been something too fair and too good for any lady in Britany. If fhe went before others L have feen, as that diamond of your's out-lufters many I have beheld, I could believe she excelled many; but I have not feen the molt precious diamond that is, nor you the Lady.

Poft. I prais'd her, as I rated her: fo do I my stone. Lach. What do you esteem it at ?

Poft. More than the world enjoys

lach. Either your unparagon'd. mistress is dead, or fhe's outpriz'd by a trifle.

Poft You are mistaken. The one may be fold or gi ven, if there were wealth enough for the purchase, or merit for the gift..he other is not a thing for sale, and only the gift of the gods.

Iach. Which the gods have given you.

Paft Which, by their graces, I will keep.

lach. You may wear her in title your's; but, you