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Iach. My humble thanks. I had almost forgot
yet of moment too, for it concerns
Pray, what is't?
They are in a trunk,
I will make bold
0, no, no.
O, I must,
“ You are so great you would faine march in fielde,
Churchyard's Warning to Wanderers, 1593. ? See note 4, p. 237, ante.
I will write. Send your trunk to me; it shall safe be kept, And truly yielded you. You are very welcome.
SCENE I. Court before Cymbeline's Palace.
Enter CLOTEN and two Lords.
Clo. Was there ever man had such luck! when I kissed the jack upon an upcast,' to be hit away! I had a hundred pound on't. And then a whoreson jackanapes must take me up for swearing; as if I borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure.
1 Lord. What got he by that? You have broke his pate with your bowl.
2 Lord. If his wit had been like him that broke it, it would have ran all out.
[Aside. Clo. When a gentleman is disposed to swear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths. Ha?
2 Lord. No, my lord ; nor [Aside] crop the ears of them.
Clo. Whoreson dog !-I give him satisfaction ? 'Would he had been one of my rank !
2 Lord. To have smelt like a fool.? [Aside.
Clo. I am not more vexed at any thing in the earth,A pox on't! I had rather not be so noble as I am; they dare not fight with me, because of the queen, my mother. Every jack-slave hath his belly full of fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock that nobody can match. 2 Lord. You are a cock and capon too;
1 He is describing his fate at bowls. The jack is the small bowl at which the others are aimed; he who is nearest to it wins. “ To kiss the jack” is a state of great advantage. The expression is of frequent occurrence in the old comedies. The jack is also called the mistress.
2 The same quibble has occurred in As You Like It.
you crow, cock, with your comb on.
[Aside. Clo. Sayest thou ?
1 Lord. It is not fit your lordship should undertake every companion that you give offence to.
clo. No, I know that; but it is fit I should commit offence to my inferiors.
2 Lord. Ay, it is fit for your lordship only. Clo. Why, so I say.
1 Lord. Did you hear of a stranger that's come to court to-night?
Clo. A stranger! and I not know on't?
2 Lord. He's a strange fellow himself, and knows it not.
[Aside. 1 Lord. There's an Italian come; and, 'tis thought, one of Leonatus' friends.
Clo. Leonatus! a banished rascal; and he's another, whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger?
1 Lord. One of your lordship’s pages.
Clo. Is it fit I went to look upon him? Is there no derogation in't ?
1 Lord. You cannot derogate, my lord. Clo. Not easily, I think.
2 Lord. You are a fool granted; therefore your issues, being foolish, do not derogate. [Aside.
Clo. Come, I'll go see this Italian. What I have lost to-day at bowls, I'll win to-night of him. Come, go. 2 Lord. I'll attend your lordship.
(Exeunt Cloten and first Lord. That such a crafty devil as is his mother Should yield the world this ass! a woman that Bears all down with her brain ; and this her son Cannot take two from twenty for his heart, And leave eighteen. Alas, poor princess, Thou divine Imogen, what thou endur'st! Betwixt a father by thy step-dame governed ;
1 That is, in other words, you are a corcomb.
? The use of companion was the same as of fellow now. It was a word of contempt.
A mother hourly coining plots; a wooer
SCENE II. A Bedchamber ; in one part of it a
IMOGEN reading in her bed; a Lady attending.
Please you, madam.
Almost midnight, madam. Imo. I have read three hours, then; mine eyes are
[Exit Lady To your protection I commend me, gods! From fairies, and the tempters of the night, Guard me, beseech ye ! [Sleeps. Lachimo, from the trunk.
. Iach. The crickets sing, and man's o'erlabored sense Repairs itself by rest. Our Tarquin thus Did softly press the rushes,' ere he wakened The chastity he wounded.—Cytherea, How bravely thou becom'st thy bed! Fresh lily! And whiter than the sheets! That I might touch! But kiss ; one kiss !-Rubies unparagoned, How dearly they do't!—'Tis her breathing that
It was anciently the custom to strew chambers with rushes.
Perfumes the chamber thus. The flame o'the taper
her! And be her sense but as a monument, Thus in a chapel lying !-Come off, come off;
[Taking off her bracelet. As slippery as the Gordian knot was hard ! 'Tis mine; and this will witness outwardly, As strongly as the conscience does within, To the madding of her lord. On her left breast A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops l'the bottom of a cowslip. Here's a voucher, Stronger than ever law could make: this secret Will force him think I have picked the lock, and ta’en The treasure of her honor. No more.—To what end? Why should I write this down, that's riveted, Screwed to my memory? She hath been reading late The tale of Tereus ; ? here the leaf's turned down, Where Philomel gave up.--I have enough; To the trunk again, and shut the spring of it. Swift, swift, you dragons of the night!3—that dawning
1 Warburton wished to read :
White with azure laced,
The blue of heaven's own tinct." But there is no necessity for change. By azure our ancestors understood not a dark blue, but a light glaucous color, a tinct or effusion of a blue color.
2 Tereus and Progne is the second tale in A Petite Palace of Pettie his Pleasure, 4to. 1576. The story is related in Ovid, Metam. l. vi. ; and by Gower in his Confessio Amantis, b. v. fol. 113, b.
3 The task of drawing the chariot of Night was assigned to dragons, on account of their supposed watchfulness.