Made me to fan you thus; but the gods made you,
Unlike all others, chafflefs. Pray, your pardon.

Imo. All's well, fir: Take my power i' the court for yours.
Iach. My humble thanks. I had almost forgot
To entreat your grace but in a small request,
And yet of moment too, for it concerns
Your lord; myself, and other noble friends,
Are partners in the business.

Imo.

Pray, what is't?

Iach. Some dozen Romans of us, and your lord, (The best feather of our wing) have mingled fums, To buy a present for the emperor;

Which I, the factor for the rest, have done

In France: 'Tis plate, of rare device; and jewels,
Of rich and exquifite form; their values great;
And I am something curious, being strange,
To have them in safe ftowage; May it please you
To take them in protection?

Imo.

Willingly;

And pawn mine honour for their safety: fince My lord hath intereft in them, I will keep them my bed-chamber.

In

lach.

They are in a trunk,

Attended by my men: I will make bold

To fend them to you, only for this night;

I muft aboard to-morrow.

Iach. Yes, I beseech; or I thall short my word, By length'ning my return. From Gallia

I crofs'd the feas on purpose, and on promise

Therefore, I fhall befeech you, if you please

To greet your lord with writing, do 't to-night:
I have outstood my time; which is material
To the tender of our present.

Imo.

I will write.

Send your trunk to me; it shall safe be kept,
And truly yielded you: You are very welcome. [Exeunt.

ACT

ACT II. SCENE I.

Court before Cymbeline's Palace.

Enter CLOTEN, and two Lords.

Clo. Was there ever man had fuch luck! when I kifs'd the jack upon an up-caft, to be hit away! I had a hundred pound on't: And then a whorefon jackanapes must take me up for fwearing; as if I borrow'd 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 run all out.

[Afide. Clo. When a gentleman is difpofed to fwear, it is not for any standers-by to curtail his oaths: Ha?

2 Lord. No, my lord; nor [Afide.] crop the ears of them.

Clo. Whorefon dog!-I give him fatisfaction? 'Would, he had been one of my rank!

[Afide.

2 Lord. To have fmelt like a fool. Clo. I am not more vex'd 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 flave hath his belly full of fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock that nobody can match.

2 Lord. You are cock and capon too; and you crow, cock, with your comb on. [Afide.

Clo. Sayeft thou?

x Lord.

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 fhould commit offence to my inferiors.

2 Lord. Ay, it is fit for your lordship only.

Clo. Why, fo I fay.

1 Lord. Did you hear of a stranger, that's come to court to-night?

Clo. A ftranger! and I not know on't!

2 Lord. He's a ftrange fellow himself, and knows it not.

[Afide. 1 Lord. There's an Italian come; and, 'tis thought, one of Leonatus' friends.

Clo. Leonatus! a banish'd rafcal; and he's another, whatsoever he be. Who told you of this stranger?

1 Lord. One of your lord hip'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 eafily, I think.

2 Lord. You are a fool granted; therefore your iffues being foolish, do not derogate.

[Afide. Clo. Come, I'll go fee this Italian: What I have loft 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 fuch a crafty devil as is his mother

Should yield the world this afs! a woman, that
Bears all down with her brain; and this her fon
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 govern'd;
A mother hourly coining plots; a wooer,

More

More hateful than the foul expulfion is

Of thy dear husband, than that horrid act

Of the divorce he'd make! The heavens hold firm
The walls of thy dear honour; keep unshak'd
That temple, thy fair mind; that thou may'st stand,
To enjoy thy banish'd lord, and this great land!

[Exit.

SCENE II.

A Bed-chamber; in one part of it a Trunk.

IMOGEN reading in her bed; a Lady attending.

Imo. Who's there? my woman Helen?

Lady.

Imo. What hour is it?

Lady.

Please you, madam.

Almoft midnight, madam.

Imo. I have read three hours then: mine eyes are weak :-Fold down the leaf where I have left: To bed: Take not away the taper, leave it burning; And if thou canst awake by four o' the clock,

I pr'ythee, call me. Sleep hath feiz'd me wholly,

To your protection I commend me, gods!
From fairies, and the tempters of the night,

Guard me, befeech ye!

[Exit Lady.

[Sleeps. IACHIMO, from the trunk.

Iach. The crickets fing, and man's o'er-labour'd fenfe

Repairs itself by reft: Our Tarquin thus

Did foftly prefs the rushes, ere he waken'd

The chastity he wounded.-Cytherea,

How bravely thou becom'st thy bed! fresh lily!
And whiter than the fheets! That I might touch!
But kifs; one kifs!-Rubies unparagon'd,