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know, trange fowl light upon neighbouring ponds. Your ring may be stoln too; so, of your brace of unprizeable estimations, the one is but frail, and the other casual, A cunning thief, or a tat-way-accomplish'd courtier, would hazard the winning both of firlt and last.
Post. Your Italy contains none so accomplish'd a courtier to convince * the honour of my mistreis. If in the holding or lois of that, you term her frail, I do no, thing doubt, you have itore of thieves, notwithitanding I fear not my ring.
Phil, Let us leave here, Gentlemen.
Poft. Sir, with all my heart. 1 his worthy Signior; I thank him, makes no ftranger of me; we are fami. liar at firfias
lach, With five times fo much conversation, I should get ground of your fair mistress ; make her
go ven to the yielding : had I admittance, and opportu. nity to friend,
Post. No, no,
lach. I dare thereupon pawn the moiety of my estate to your ring, which, in my opinion, o'ervalues it fomething: but I make my wager rather against your con fidence, than her reputation; and, to bar your offence herein too, 1 durst attempt it against any lady in the world.
Poft. You are a great deal abus'd in too bold a pere. suasion; and I doubt not you'd sustain what you're worthy of, by your attempt.
Jach. What's that ?
Poft. A repulse; though your attempt, as you call it, deferves more; a punishment too.
Phil. Gentlemen, enough of this : it came in too. suddenly, let it die as it was born, and I pray you be. better acquainted
lach 'Would I had put my estate and my neighbour's. on the approbation of what I have spoke.
Poft. What lady would you chute to assail ?
lach. Your's; who in constancy, you think, stands so fafe. I will day you ten thousand ducats to your rings, that, commend me to the court where your lady is, with
*. convince, for overcome.
no more advantage than the opportunity of a second conference, I will bring from thence that honour of her's, which you imagine so reserv'd.
Pof. I will wage gaink your gold, gold to it: my ring I hold dear as my finger, 'tis part of it.
lach You are afraid, and therein the wiser ; if you buy ladies' Helh at a million a dram, you cannot preferve it from tainting. But I see you bave some reli. gion in you that you fear,
Poft. This is but a custom in your tongue; you bear a graver purpose, I hope.
Tach. I am the master of my speeches, and would undergo what's spoken, I swear.
Poft. Will you? I shall but lend my diamond till your return; let there be covenants drawn between us. My mistress exceeds in goodness the bugeness of your un. worthy thinking. I dare you to this match; here's my ring.
Phil. I will have it no lay.
lach. By the gods it is one. If I bring you sufficient testimony that I have enjoy'd the deare& bodily part of your mistress, my ten thousand ducats are mine ; fo is your diamond too. If I come off, and leave her in such honour as you have trust in, she your jewel, this your jewel, and my gold, are your's ; provided i have your commendation, for my more free entertainment.
Poft. I embrace these conditions ; let us have articles betwixt us: only thus far you shall answer, if you make your voyage upon her, and give me directly to under Aand you have prevail'd, I am no further your enemy; the is not worth our debate. If she remain unseduc'd, you not making it appear otherwise ; for your ill opi. nion, and th'allault you have made to her chastity, you: fhall answer me with your r-lword.
lach. Your hand, a covenant; we will have these things set down by lawful counsel, and straight away for Britain, lelt the bargain should catch cold, and farve. I will fetch my gold, and have our two wagers. recorded.
Poft, Agreed. [Exeunt Posthumus and Iachimo. French. Will this hold, think you.?
Phil. Signior Iachimo will not from it. Pray let us follow 'em.
[Exeunt, SCENE VII. Changes to Cymbeline's palace in Britain.
Enter Queen, Ladies, and Cornelius with a phial, Queen. While yet the dew's on ground, gather those Make haste. - Who has the note of them? [flowers.
i Lady. I, Madam. Queen. Dispatch,
[Exeunt Ladies, Now, Master Do&or, you have brought those drugs?
Cor. Pleaseth your Highness, ay; here they are, But I beseech your Grace, without offence, [Madam. (My conscience bids me alk), wherefore you have Commanded of me thefe most pois'nous compounds ? Which are the movers of a languishing death; But, though flow, 'deadly.
Queen. I do wonder, Doctor,
Cor. Your Highnels
Take your own way.
[Afide. But you shall do no harm. Queen. Hark thee, a word.
Queen. No further service, Do&or,
[Exit. Queen. Weeps she still, fay't thou? dost thou think,
What shalt thou expect,
[Pifanio looking on the phial.
Think what a change thou chancest on ; but'think;
[Exit Pifanio. Think on my words. - A fly and constant knave, Not to be shak'd; the agent
for his master
Enter Pisanio, and Ladies.
The violets, cowslips, and the primroses,
Pif. And shall do:
Enter Imogen alone.
Enter Pifanio, and lachimo.