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SCENE II.

Before the Cave.

Enter, from the Cave, BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS,
ARVIRAGUS, and IMOGEN.

Bel. You are not well: [to IMOGEN.] remain here in

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But clay and clay differs in dignity,

Whose duft is both alike. I am very fick.

Gui. Go you to hunting, I'll abide with him.
Imo. So fick I am not ;-yet I am not well:
But not fo citizen a wanton, as

To seem to die, ere fick: So please you, leave me ;
Stick to your journal courfe: the breach of custom
Is breach of all. I am ill; but your being by me
Cannot amend me: Society is no comfort
To one not fociable: I'm not very fick,

Since I can reafon of it. Pray you, truft me here:
I'll rob none but myself; and let me die,

Stealing fo poorly.

Gui.

I love thee; I have spoke it. How much the quantity, the weight as much,

As I do love my father.

Bel.

What? how? how?

Arv. If it be fin to fay fo, fir, I yoke me In my good brother's fauit: I know not why

I love this youth; and I have heard you fay,
Love's reafon's without reafon; the bier at door,
And a demand who is't thall die, I'd fay,

My father, not this youth.

Bel.

O noble ftrain!

O worthiness of nature! breed of greatness!
Cowards father cowards, and base things fire base :
Nature hath meal, and bran; contempt, and grace.
I am not their father; yet who this should be,
Doth miracle itfelf, lov'd before me.-

'Tis the ninth hour o'the morn.

Arv.

Imo. I wish ye fport.

Arv.

Brother, farewell.

[Afide.

You health. So please you, fir.

Imo. [Afide.] These are kind creatures. Gods, what

lies I have heard!

Our courtiers fay, all's favage, but at court:
Experience, O, thou disprov'ft report!

The imperious feas breed monsters; for the dish,
Poor tributary rivers as sweet fish.

I am fick ftill; heart-fick:-Pifanio,
I'll now taste of thy drug.

Gui.

I could not ftir him:

He faid, he was gentle, but unfortunate;

Dishonestly afflicted, but yet honest.

Arv. Thus did he answer me: yet faid, hereafter

I might know more.

To the field, to the field :

Bel.
We'll leave you for this time; go in, and rest.
Arv. We'll not be long away.

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Bel.

And fo fhalt be ever.

[Exit IMOGEN.

This youth, howe'er diftrefs'd, appears, he hath had

Good ancestors.

Arv.

How angel-like he fings!

Gui. But his neat cookery! He cut our roots in charac

ters ;

And fauc'd our broths, as Juno had been fick,

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A smiling with a figh: as if the figh

Was that it was, for not being such a smile;
The fmile mocking the figh, that it would fly
From fo divine a temple, to commix

With winds that failors rail at.

Gui.

I do note,

That grief and patience, rooted in him both,
Mingle their spurs together.

Arv.

Grow, patience!

And let the stinking elder, grief, untwine

His perishing root, with the increasing vine!

Bel. It is great morning. Come; away.-Who's there?

Enter CLOTEN.

Clo. I cannot find those runagates; that villain

Hath mock'd me :- -I am faint.

Bel.

Those runagates!

Means he not us? I partly know him; 'tis
Cloten, the fon o'the queen. I fear some ambush.
I faw him not these many years, and yet

I know 'tis he :-We are held as outlaws:-Hence.
Gui. He is but one: You and my brother search

What

What companies are near: pray you, away;
Let me alone with him.

Clo.

[Exeunt BELARIUS and ARVIRAGUS.
Soft! What are you

That fly me thus ? fome villain mountaineers ?
I have heard of fuch.-What flave art thou?

Gui.

More flavish did I ne'er, than answering
A flave without a knock.

Clo.

Thou art a robber,

A law-breaker, a villain: Yield thee, thief.

A thing

Gui. To who? to thee? What art thou? Have not I An arm as big as thine? a heart as big?

Thy words, I grant, are bigger; for I wear not
My dagger in my mouth. Say, what thou art;
Why I should yield to thee?

Clo.

Thou villain base,

Know'st me not by my clothes ?

Gui.

Who is thy grandfather; he made those clothes,

Which, as it feems, make thee.

Clo.

My tailor made them not.

Gui.

No, nor thy tailor, rascal,

Thou precious varlet,

Hence then, and thank

The man that gave them thee. Thou art fome fool;
I am loath to beat thee.

Clo.

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Thou injurious thief,

What's thy name?

Hear but my name, and tremble.

Gui.

Clo. Cloten, thou villain.

Gui. Cloten, thou double villain, be thy name,

I cannot tremble at it; were't toad, or adder, spider, 'Twould move me fooner.

Glo.

To thy further fear,

Nay,

Nay, to thy mere confufion, thou shalt know

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Gui. Those that I reverence, those I fear; the wife: At fools I laugh, not fear them.

Clo.
Die the death:
When I have flain thee with my proper hand,
I'll follow thofe that even now fled hence,

And on the gates of Lud's town fet your heads:
Yield, ruftick mountaineer.

[Exeunt, fighting.

Enter BELARIUS and ARVIRAGUS.

Bel. No company's abroad.

Arv. None in the world: You did mistake him, fure. Bel. I cannot tell: Long is it fince I faw him, But time hath nothing blurr'd those lines of favour Which then he wore; the fnatches in his voice, And burst of speaking, were as his: I am absolute, 'Twas very Cloten.

Arv.

In this place we left them: I wish my brother make good time with him,

You fay he is fo fell.

Bel.
Being scarce made up,
I mean, to man, he had not apprehenfion
Of roaring terrors; for the effect of judgement
Is oft the caufe of fear: But fee, thy brother.

Re-enter GUIDERIUS, with Cloten's head.

Gui. This Cloten was a fool; an empty purse, There was no money in't: not Hercules

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