Of no esteem: I, dreading that her purpose Do their due functions. Have you ta'en of it? ACT V IMO. Why did you throw your wedded Lady from you? How now, my Flesh, my What, mak'st thou me a dullard in this act? Wilt thou not speak to me? IMO. Your blessing, Sir. [kneeling. BEL. [to GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS.] Though you did love this youth, I blame ye not; You had a motive for 't. CYM. O, she was naught; and long of her it was Now fear is from me, I'll speak troth. Upon my Lady's missing, came to me My Lord, Lord Cloten, With his sword drawn; foam'd at the mouth, and swore, If I discover'd not which way she was gone, It was my instant death. By accident, I had a feigned letter of my master's Then in my pocket; which directed him To seek her on the mountains near to Milford; 1 Perhaps a misprint for 'lock,' a metaphor from wrestling. 280 ACT V Sc. V Which he enforc'd from me, away he posts I further know not. GUI. I slew him there. CYM. Let me end the story: Marry, the Gods forfend! I would not thy good deeds should from my lips GUI. I have spoke it, and I did it. GUI. A most incivil one: the wrongs he did me CYM. I am sorry for thee: By thine own tongue thou art condemn'd, and must IMO. I thought had been my Lord. And take him from our presence. 290 That headless man Bind the offender, 300 Stay, Sir King: This man is better than the man he slew; As well descended as thyself; and hath Had ever scar for. [to the Guard.] Let his arms alone; CYM. Why, old Soldier, Wilt thou undo the worth thou art unpaid for, By tasting of our wrath? How of descent וחד For mine own part, unfold a dangerous speech, Though, haply, well for you. ARV. GUI. And our good his. BEL. Your danger's our's. Have at it, then! By leave: Thou hadst, great King, a subject who was call'd BEL. I am too blunt and saucy; here's my knee: How! my issue! CYM. Was all the harm I did. These gentle Princes 320 330 340 1 caprioe. ACT V ACT V Sc. V Excited me to treason: their dear loss, The more of you 'twas felt, the more it shap'd 350 Thou weep'st, and speak'st. The service that you three have done is more Unlike than this thou tell'st. I lost my children: If these be they, I know not how to wish A pair of worthier sons. BEL. Be pleas'd awhile. In a most curious mantle, wrought by the hand Of his Queen-mother, which, for more probation, Who hath upon him still that natural stamp: It was wise Nature's end in the donation, To be his evidence now. A mother to the birth of three? Ne'er mother Rejoic'd deliverance more. Blest pray you be, IMO. No, my Lord; I have got two Worlds by 't. O my gentle Brothers, O, never say hereafter Have we thus met? O, never say But I am truest speaker: you call'd me brother, When I was but your sister; I you brothers, 360 370 ACT V Sc. V CYM. ARV. Ay, my good Lord. Did you e'er meet? And at first meeting lov'd; Continued so, until we thought he died. COR. By the Queen's dram she swallow'd. CYM. 380 O rare instinct! When shall I hear all through? This fierce abridg ment Hath to it circumstantial branches, which Distinction should be rich in. Where, how, liv'd And when came you to serve our Roman captive? How parted with your brothers? how first met Why fled you from the Court, and whither? These, I know not how much more, should be demanded; From chance to chance: but nor the time nor place Posthumus anchors upon Imogen ; And she, like harmless lightning, throws her eye Each object with a joy: the counterchange Is severally in all. Let's quit this ground, And smoke the temple with our sacrifices. 390 [to BELARIUS.] Thou art my brother; so we'll hold thee ever. IMO. You are my father too; and did relieve me, To see this gracious season. CYM. The forlorn soldier that so nobly fought, He would have well becom❜d this place, and grac'd The thankings of a King. 400 |