Enter the Guard rushing in. I Guard. Where's the Queen? [Charmain and Iras apply the Asp. Char. Too flow a Meffenger. Oh come apace, difpatch, I partly feel thee. 1 Guard. Approach ho! All's not well Cafar's beguil❜d. 2 Guard. There's Dolabella fent from Cafar; call him.' I Guard. What work is here, Charmian? Is this well done? Char. It's well done, and fitting for a Princess Defcended of fo many Royal Kings. Ah Soldiers! [Charmian and Iras Die. Enter Dolabella. Dol. How goes it here? 2 Guard. All Dead. Dol. Cafar, thy Thoughts Touch their Effects in this; thy felf art coming Enter Cæfar and Attendants. All. Make way there, make way for Cafar. Dol. Oh, Sir, you are too fure an Augurer; That you did fear, is done. Caf. Braveft at the laft, She levell'd at our purposes, and being Royal Dol. Who was laft with them ? 1 Guard. A fimple Countryman, that brought her Figs : This was his Basket. Caf. Poifon'd then. 1 Guard. Oh Cafar! This Charmian liv'd but now, fhe flood and fpake: On her dead Mistress, tremblingly fhe ftood, Cafar. Oh noble weakness If they had fwallowed Poifon, 'twould appear. VOL. VI. G As As fhe would catch another Antony In her ftrong Toil of Grace. Dol. Here on her Breast, There is a vent of Blood, and fomething blown, 1 Guard. This is an Afpick's Trail And these Fig-leaves have flime upon them, such That fo fhe died; for her Phyfician tells me [Exeunt omnes. Ymbeline, King of Britain. CY Cloten, Son to the Queen by a former Husband. Leonatus Pofthumus, A Gentleman in Love with the Princess, and privately Married to her. Guiderius, } Difguis'd under the Names of Polidore and Bellarius, A Banish'd Lord, difguis'd under the Name of Morgan. Philario, An Italian, Friend to Pofthumus. Tachimo, Friend to Philario. Caius Lucius, Ambassador from Rome. Pifanio, Servant to Pofthumus. A French Gentleman, Friend to Philario. Two Gentlemen. Queen, Wife to Cymbeline. Imogen, Daughter to Cymbeline by a former Queen. Lords, Ladies, Roman Senators, Tribunes, Ghosts, a Soothsayer, Captains, Soldiers, Meffengers, and other Attendants. SCENE, for fome Part of the first, fecond and third Alts, lyes in Rome; for the ref of the Play in Britain. CYM Y A Palace: Enter two Gentlemen. GENTLEMAN. OU do not meet a Man but frowns. Our No more obey the Heav'ns than our Courtiers; 2 Gent. But what's the matter? I Gent. His Daughter, and the Heir of's Is outward forrow, though I think the King 2 Gent. None but the King? 1 Gent. He that hath loft her too: fo is the Queen, That most defir'd the Match. But not a Courtier, Although they wear their Faces to the bent Of the King's looks, hath a Heart, that is not G 3 2 Gent |