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I know you are more clement than vile men,
you will take this audit, take this life, And cancel these cold bonds. O Imogen! I'll speak to thee in silence.
Solemn music. Enter, as an apparition, Sicilius
LEONATUS, father to Posthumus, an old man, attired like a warrior ; leading in his hand an ancient matron, his wife, and mother to POSTHUMUS, with music before them. Then, after other music, follow the two young Leonati, brothers to PosthumUS, with wounds, as they died in the wars.
Thy spite on mortal flies;
Rates and revenges.
Whose face I never saw ?
Attending Nature's law.
if it is the main part, the chief point, or principal condition of his freedom, i. e. of his freedom from future punishment." 1 So in Macbeth :
“ Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond
That keeps me pale.” 2. This scene is supposed not to be Shakspeare's, but foisted in by the players for mere show. The great Poet, who has conducted his fifth act with such matchless skill, could never have designed the vision to be twice described by Posthumus, had this nonsense been previously delivered on the stage. It appears that the players indulged themselves, sometimes, in unwarrantable liberties of the same kind.
Whose father then, (as men report,
Thou orphans' father art,)
From this earth-vexing smart.
But took me in my throes;
A thing of pity!
Moulded the stuff so fair,
As great Sicilius' heir.
In Britain where was he
Or fruitful object be
Could deem his dignity ?
To be exiled and thrown
Slight thing of Italy,
With needless jealousy ;
O'the other's villany?
Our parents, and us twain,
Fell bravely, and were slain ;
With honor to maintain.
To Cymbeline performed.
1 The fool. 40
Then, Jupiter, thou king of gods,
Why hast thou thus adjourned
Being all to dolors turned ?
No longer exercise,
And potent injuries.
Take off his miseries.
Or we, poor ghosts, will cry
Against thy deity. 2 Bro. Help, Jupiter; or we appeal,
And from thy justice fly.
JUPITER descends in thunder and lightning, sitting upon
an eagle: he throws a thunderbolt. The ghosts fall
on their knees. Jup. No more, you petty spirits of region low,
Offend our hearing; hush! How dare you, ghosts, Accuse the thunderer, whose bolt, you know,
Sky-planted, batters all rebelling coasts? Poor shadows of Elysium, hence; and rest
Upon your never-withering banks of flowers. Be not with mortal accidents oppressed;
No care of yours it is, you know, 'tis ours. Whom best I love, I cross; to make my gift,
The more delayed, delighted. Be content; Your low-laid son our godhead will uplift;
His comforts thrive, his trials well are spent. Our Jovial star reigned at his birth, and in
Our temple was he married.-Rise, and fade! He shall be lord of lady Imogen,
And happier much by his affliction made.
1 Delighted for delightful, or causing delight.
This tablet lay upon his breast; wherein
Our pleasure his full fortune doth confine; And so, away: no further with
din Express impatience, lest you stir up mine.Mount, eagle, to my palace crystalline. [Ascends.
Sici. He came in thunder; his celestial breath
[Ghosts vanish. Post. [Waking.) Sleep, thou hast been a grandsire, A father to me, and thou hast created A mother and two brothers. But (O scorn!) Gone! they went hence so soon as they were born. And so I am awake.-Poor wretches that depend On greatness' favor, dream as I have done ; Wake, and find nothing.--But, alas, I swerve. Many dream not to find, neither deserve, And yet are steeped in favors; so am I, That have this golden chance, and know not why. What fairies haunt this ground ? A book ? O rare
Be not, as is our fangled' world, a garment
1 i. e. to grasp us in his pounces.
“ And till they foot and clutch their prey."—Herbert. 2 In ancient language, the cleys or clees of a bird or beast are the same with claws in modern speech. To claw their beaks, is an accustomed action with hawks and eagles.
3 i. e. trifling. Hence, new-fangled, still in use for new toys or trifles. 1 Paid here means subdued or overcome by the liquor.
[Reads.] When as a lion's whelp shall, to himself un
known, without seeking find, and be embraced by a piece of tender air; and when from a stately cedar shall be lopped branches, which, being dead many years, shall after revive, be jointed to the old stock, and freshly grow; then shall Posthumus end his miseries, Britain be fortunate, and flourish in peace and
Jail. Hanging is the word, sir; if you be ready for that, you are well cooked.
Post. So, if I prove a good repast to the spectators, the dish pays the shot.
Jail. A heavy reckoning for you, sir. But the comfort is, you shall be called to no more payments, fear no more tavern bills; which are often the sadness of parting, as the procuring of mirth. You come in faint for the want of meat, depart reeling with too much drink; sorry that you have paid too much, and sorry that you are paidi too much; purse and brain both empty ; the brain the heavier for being too light, the purse too light, being drawn of heaviness. 0 of this contradiction you shall now be quit.-0 the charity of a penny cord! it sums up thousands in a trice; you have no true debitor and creditor but it; of what's past, is, and to come, the discharge.—Your neck, sir, is pen, book, and counters; so the acquittance follows.
Post. I am merrier to die, than thou art to live.