Cuid. I pray, draw near.
div. The night to th'owl, and morn to th’lark, less

Imo. Thanks, Sr.
Arg. I pray, draw near.



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S. CE N E I.
The forest in Wales.

Enter Cloten alone.
Ain near to th' place where they should meet, if Pia

fanio have mapp'd it truly. How fit his garments ferve me! why should his mistress, who was made by him that made the tailor, not be fit too? the rather, (saving reverence of the word), because 'tis faid a woman's fitness comes by fits. Therein F must play the workman; I dare speak it to myself, (for it is not vainglory for a man and his glass to confer in his own chamDer); I mean, the lines of my body are as well drawn

s; no less young, more strong, not beneath him in

as his

draw near.
SCENE VIII. Changes to Rome.

Enter two Roman Senators, and Tribunes..
1. Sen. This is the tenor of the Emperor's writ ;,
That since the common men are now in action
'Gainst the Pano nians and Dalmatians,
And that the legions now in Gallia are
Full weak to undertake our war against
The foll'n-off Briton; that we do incite
gentry to this business

He creates
Lucius Proconful; and to you, the Tribunes.
For this immediate levy, he commends
Jlis absolute commission. Long live Cæfar !

Tri. Is Lucius Gen'ral of the forces
2 Sen. Ay.
Tri, Ren.aining now in Gallia?

I Sen. With thote legions
Which I have spoke of, whereunto your levy
Must be suppliant. The words of your comniffion:
Will tie you to the numbers and the time
of their dispatch.
Tin te will disciarge our duty,

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fortunes, beyond him in the advantage of the time, a. bove him in birth, alike conver fant in general services, and more remarkable in single oppofitions; yet this ill perseverant thing loves him in my despight. What morlality is ! Pofthumus, thy head, which is now growing upon thy faoulders, shall within this hour be off, thy mistress inforc'd, thy garments cut to pieces before her face ; and all this done, i'll spurn her home to her father ; who may happily be a little angry for my so rough usage ; but my mother, having power of his teltinels, Shall turn all into my commendations. My horse is ty'd up safe : out, sword, and to a fore purpose! Fortune put them into my hand ! This is the very description of their meeting place, and the fellow dares not deceive me,


SCENE II. Changes to the front of the cave.
Enter Belarius, Guiderius, Arviragus, and Imogen, from

the cave..
Bel. You are not well : remain here in the cave;
We'll come t’you after hunting,
Aru. Brother, Itay here :

[To Imogeni Are we not brothers ?.

Imo. So man and man should be ;
But clay and clay differs in dignity,
Whole dult is both alike. I'm very fick.

Guid. Go you to hunting, I'll abide with him.

Imo So fick I am not, yet I am not well ;
But not so citizen a wanton, as
To seem to die ere fick : so please you, leave me ;
Stick to your journal course; the breach of custom
Is breach of all. I'm ill, but your being by me
Cannot amend me. Society is no comfort
To one not sociable: I'm not very lick,
Since I can reason of it. Pray you trust me here,
I'll rob none but myself; and let me die,
Stealing so poorly,

Guid. I love thee: I have spoke it ;
How much the quantity, the weight as much,
As I do love


father. Bel. What: how ? bawa

Arv, If it be fin 10 fay fo, Sir, I yoke me
In my good brother's fault. I know not why
I love this youth, and I have heard you say,
Love reasons without reason. The bier at door,,
And a demand who is't thall die, I'd say,
My father, not this youth,

Bel. O noble Itrain !
Owo thiness of nature, breed of greatness !
I'm not their father ; yet who this thould be,
Doth miracle itself, lov'd before me!
'Tis the ninth hour, o'th' morna

Arv, Brother, farewel.
Imo. I wish you sport.
Aru. Your health so please you, sir.

Imo These are kind creatures, Gods, what Iyes I've
Our courtiers fay, all's savage but at court:t [heard !
I am fick till, heart-lick -Pifanio,
I'll now taste of thy drug. [Drinks out of the phiali .

Guid. I could not ftir him :
He faid, he was gentle, but unfortunate ;
Dishonestly afflicted, but yet honest.

Arv. Thus did he answer me; yer said hereafter . I might know more.

Bel. To th' field, to th' field :-
We'll leave you for this time; go in and rest. .

Arv. We'll not be long away...

Bel. Pray be not sick,
For you must be our housewife. ..

Imo. Well or ill,
I am bound to you.

[Exit Imogen to the careBel. And shall be ever, This youth, howe'er distress'd, appears to have had Good ancestors.

-breed of greatness! Cowards father cowards, and bafe things fire the base : Nature hath meal and bran ; çontempt and grace. I'm not, &c. +

but at court: Experience, oh, how shou disprov'st report, 'Th'imperious feas breed monsters; for the dish, Poor titbutary rivers as sweet.filho I am sick Nill, &...

Arv. How angel.like he sings !
Guid. But his neat cookery!

Arv. He cut our roots in characters;
And fauc'd our broth, as Juno had been sick,
And he her dieter:

Aru. Nobly he yokes
A smiling with a figh.

Guid, I do note,
That grief and patience, rooted in him both,
Mingle their spurs together.

Arv. Grow, Patience !
And let the stinking elder, Grief, untwine
His perishing root from the increasing vine !
Bel. It is great morning. Come, away: who's there?

S CE N E III. Enter Cloten.
Clot, I cannot find those runagates : that villain
Hath mock'd me.-

I am faint.
Bel. Those runagates!
Means he not us? I partly know him; 'tis
Cloten, the son o'th' Queen; I fear fome ambush-
I saw him not these many years, and yet
I know 'tis he: we're held as outlaws; hence.

Guid. He is but one ; . you and my brother search
What companies are near : pray you, away:
Let me alone with him. [Exeunt Beiarius and Arviragus.

Clot. Soft! what are you,
That fly me thus ? fome villain mountaineer,
I've heard of luch. lihat flave art thou ?

Guid. A thing
More flavilh did

I ne'er, than answering
A llave without a knock.

Clot. Thou art a robber,
A law-breaker, a villain ; yield thee, thief.

Guid. To whom? to thee? what art thou ? have An arm as big as thine? a heart as big ?

a ligh, as if the sigh
Was that is was, for not being such a smile :
The smile mocking the figh, that it would fly
From fu divinc a temple, to commix
With winds that sailors rail ar.

Guid. I do noic, 6.


Thy words, I grant, are bigger : for I wear not
My dagger in my mouth. Say, what thou art,
Why I should yield to thee.

Clot. Thou villain base,
Know'st me not by my cloaths ?

Guid. No, nor thy tailor, rascal,
Who is thy grandfather ; he made those cloaths,
Which, as it seems, make thee.

Clot. Thou precious varlet!
My tailor made them not.

Guid. Hence then, and thank The man that gave them thee. Thou art some fool; 3 I'm loth to beat thee.

Glot. Thou injurious thief,
Hear but my name, and tremble.

Guid. What's thy name ?
Clot. Cloten, thou villain,

Guid, Cloten, then, double villain, be thy name, I cannot tremble at it; were it toad, adder, spider, "I'would move me sooner.

Clot. To thy further fear,
Nay, to thy mere confusion, thou shalt know
I'm fon to th' Queen.

Guid. I'm sorry for't ; nor seeming.
So worthy as thy birth,

Glot. Art not afraid?

Guid, Thote that I rev'rence, those i fear; the wilds. ..At fools I laugh, not fear them.

Clot. Die the death !
When I have lain thee with my proper hand,
Il follow those that even now fled hence,
And on the gates of Lud's town fet your heads.
Yield, rustic mountaineer,

[Fight, and Exeunti
SCENE IV, Enter Belarius and Arviragus.
Bel. No company's abroad.
Aru. None in the world; you did mistake him, sure.

Bel. I cannot tell ; long is it fince I stw him,
But time hath nothing blurr'd those lines of favour.
Which then he wore; the soatches in his voice,
And burst of speaking, were as his; I'm absolute:
'I was very Cloten...

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