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Luc. Ay, good youth;
501 As soldiers can. Be cheerful; wipe thine eyes : Some falls are means the happier to arise, [Exeunt.
CYMBELINE's Palace. Enter CYMBELINE,
Lords, and PISANIO, Cym. Again; and bring me word, how 'tis with
her. A fever with the absence of her son; A madness, of wbich her life's in danger :---Heavens, How deeply you at once do touch me ! Imogen, The great part of my comfort, gone: my queen Upon a desperate bed; and in a time When fearful wars point at me: her son gone, 510 So needful for this present: It strikes me, past The hope of comfort.—But for thee, fellow, Who needs must know of her departure, and Dost seem so ignorant, we'll enforce it from thee By a sharp torture. Pis, Sir, my life is your's,
I humbly set it at your will : But, for my mistress,
Cym. The time is troublesome;
[To PISANIO. Does yet depend. Lord. So please your majesty,
530 The Roman legions, all from Gallia drawn, Are landed on your coast; with a supply Of Roman gentlemen, by the senate sent.
Cym. Now for the counsel of my son, and queen!.. I am amaz'd with.matter.
Lord. Good my liege, Your preparation can affront no less Than what you hear of: come more, for more you're
ready: The want is, but to put these powers in motion, That long to move.
540 Cym. I thank you : Let's withdraw; And meet the time, as it seeks us. We fear not What can from Italy annoy us; but
We grieve at chances here.Away. [Exeunt.
Pis. I heard no letter from my master, since I wrote him, Imogen was slain: 'Tis strange : Nor hear I from my mistress, who did promise To yield me often tidings : Neither know I What is betid to Cloten; but remain Perplex'd in all. The heavens still must work: 550 Wherein I am false, I am honest; not true, to be true. These present wars shall find I love my country, Even to the note o’the king, or I'll fall in them. All other doubts, by time let them be clear'd: Fortune brings in some boats, that are not steer'd.
Before the Cave. Enter BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and
Guid. The noise is round about us.
Arv. What pleasure, sir, find we in life, to lock it
To the king's party there's no going : newness
Aru. It is not likely,
Bel. O, I am known
Guid. Than be so,
Cannot be question'd.
Arv. By this sun that shines, I'll thither: What thing is it, that I never Did see man die ? scarce ever look'd on blood, But that of coward hares, hot goats, and venison ? Never bestrid a horse, save one, that had 601 A rider like myself, who ne'er wore rowel Nor iron on his heel? I am asham'd To look upon the holy sun, to have, The benefit of his blest beams, remaining So long a poor unknown.
Guid, By heavens, I'll go : If you will bless me, sir, and give me leave, I'll take the better care ; The hazard therefore due fall on me, by 610 The hands of Romans !
Arv. So say I; Amen.
Bel. No reason I, since of your lives you set So slight a valuation, should reserve My crack'd one to more care. Have with you, boys : If in your country wars you chance to die, That is my bed too, lads, and there I'll lie : Lead, lead.—The time seems long; their blood thinks scorn,
[ Aside. 'Till it fly out, and shew them princes born.
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