And enemy to my son.-How now, Pisanio?— Take your own way. Cor. I do suspect you, madam; But you shall do no harm. Queen. Hark thee, a word. [Aside. [TO PISANIO. Cor. [Aside.] I do not like her. She doth think, she has Strange lingering poisons: I do know her spirit, A drug of such damn'd nature: Those, she has, Which first, perchance, she'll prove on cats, and dogs; Queen. No further service, doctor, Until I send for thee. Cor. I humbly take my leave. [Exit. Queen. Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost thou think, in time She will not quench; and let instructions enter Where folly now possesses? Do thou work; When thou shalt bring me word, she loves my son, I'll tell thee, on the instant, thou art then As great as is thy master: greater; for Is to exchange one misery with another; And every day, that comes, comes to decay [The Queen drops a box; PISANIO takes it up. Five times redeem'd from death: I do not know That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how As thou❜lt desire; and then myself, I chiefly, To load thy merit richly. Call my women: Think on my words. [Exit Pisa.]—A sly and constant knave; Not to be shak'd: the agent for his master; And the remembrancer of her, to hold The hand fast to her lord.--I have given him that, Re-enter PISANIO, and Ladies. To taste of too.-So, so ;-well done, well done: The violets, cowslips, and the primroses, Bear to my closet:-Fare thee well, Pisanio; Pis. And shall do: [Exeunt Queen and Ladies. But when to my good lord I prove untrue, [Exit. SCENE VII.-Another Room in the same. Enter IMOGEN. Imo. A father cruel, and a step-dame false; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady, That hath her husband banish'd;-O, that husband! Enter PISANIO and IACHIMO. Pis. Madam, a noble gentleman of Rome; Comes from my lord with letters. Iach. Change you, madam? The worthy Leonatus is in safety, And greets your highness dearly. Imo. Thanks, good sir: You are kindly welcome. [Presents a letter. Iach. All of her, that is out of door, most rich! If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare, [Aside. She is alone the Arabian bird; and I Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend! Or, like the Parthian, I shall flying fight; Rather, directly fly. Imo. [Reads.]-He is one of the noblest note, to whose kindnesses I am most infinitely tied. Reflect upon him accordingly, as you value your truest So far I read aloud: But even the very middle of my heart LEONATUS. Is warm'd by the rest, and takes it thankfully.- Have words to bid you; and shall find it so, In all that I can do. Iach. Thanks, fairest lady.— What! are men mad? Hath nature given them eyes Imo. What makes your admiration? Iach. It cannot be i'the eye; for apes and monkeys, 'Twixt two such shes, would chatter this way, and Contemn with mows the other: Nor i'the judgment; For idiots, in this case of favour, would Be wisely definite: Nor i'the appetite; Sluttery, to such neat excellence oppos'd, Should make desire vomit emptiness, Not so allur'd to feed. Imo. What is the matter, trow? Iach. The cloyed will, (That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, That tub both fill'd and running,) ravening first Imo. What, dear sir, Thus raps you? Are you well? Iach. Thanks, madam; well :-'Beseech, you, sir, de sire [TO PISANIO. My man's abode where I did leave him: he Is strange and peevish. Pis. I was going, sir, To give him welcome. [Exit PISANIO. Imo. Continues well my lord? His health, 'beseech you? Iach. Well, madam. Imo. Is he dispos'd to mirth? I hope, he is. Iach. Exceeding pleasant; none, a stranger there, So merry and so gamesome: he is call'd The Briton reveller. Imo. When he was here, He did incline to sadness; and oft-times Not knowing why. Iach. I never saw him sad. There is a Frenchman, his companion, one An eminent monsieur, that, it seems, much loves A Gallian girl at home: he furnaces The thick sighs from him; whiles the jolly Briton (Your lord, I mean,) laughs from's free lungs, cries, O! Can my sides hold, to think, that man-who knows By history, report, or his own proof, What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose |