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S CE N E II.
Enter Pisanio reading a letter. Pil. if.HU
OW? of adultery? wherefore write you not
What monsters have accus'd her ? Leonatus /
Imo. How now, Pifanio?
Imo. Who! thy Lord ? that is my Lord Leonatus?
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of my Lord's health, of his content ; yet not
[Reading. your father's wrath, should be take me in bis dominion, could not be so cruel to me, but you, ob the dearest of creatures, would even renew me with your eyes. Take notice that I am in Cambria at MilfordHaven : wbat your own love will out of this advise you, follow. So he wishes you all happiness, that remains loyal to bis vow, and your's increasing in love,
Oh for a horse with wings! hear'st thou, Pisanio ?
4 all but in that
We'll talk of that hereafter. Pr’ythee speak,
Pif. One score 'twixt fun and sun,
Imo. Why, one that rode to’s execution, man,
Pif. Madam, you'd best consider.
Imo. I fee before me, man; nor here, nor here,
A Forest with a Cave, in Wales.
Enter Bellarius, Guiderius, and Arviragus. Bel. A Goodly day! not to keep house, with such
Whose roof's as low as ours : 6'stoop,'boys !
Instructs you how t'adore the heav'ns; and bows you
Guid. Hail, heay'n !
Arv. Hail, heav'n!
Bel. Now for our mountain sport, up to yond hill, Your legs are young : I'll tread these flats. Consider, When you above perceive me like a crow, That it is place which leffens and sets off ; And you may then revolve what tales I told you, Of Courts, of Princes, of the tricks in war, That service is not service, so being done, But being so allow'd. To apprehend thus, Draws us a profit from all things we see: And often, to our comfort, shall we find The sharded beetle in a safer hold Than is the full-wing'd eagle. Oh, this life Is nobler than attending for a check ; Richer, than doing nothing for a 7 'bribe ;' Prouder, than ruftling in unpaid-for silk : Such gain the cap of him that makes them fine, Yet keeps his book uncrossd ; no life to ours.
Guid. Out of your proof you speak; we poor unfledg'd
Arv. What should we speak of
Bel. How you speak ! Did you
but know the city's usuries, And felt them knowingly; the art o'th' Court, As hard to leave, as keep ; whose top to climb Is certain falling, or so Nipp'ry that The fear's as bad as falling ; che coil of war, A pain, that only seenis to feek out danger l'ch' name of fame and honour ; which dies i'th' search, And hath as oft a Nand'rous epitaph, As record of fair act; nay, many times Doth ill deserve, by doing well : what's worse, Must curt'fie at the censure :-Oh boys, this story The world may read in me: my body's mark'd With Roman swords ; and my report was once First with the best of note. Cymbeline lov'd me, And when a soldier was the theme, my name Was not far off : then was I as a tree Whofe bouglis did bend with fruit. But in one night, A storm, or robbery, call it what you will, Shook down my mellow hangings, nay, my leaves, And left me bare to weather.
Guid. Uncertain favour!
Bel. My faule being nothing, as I told you oft, But that two villains (whose false oaths prevaila Before my perfect honour) swore to Cymbeline, I was confed'rate with the Romans: fo Follow'd my banishment; and this twenty years, This rock and these demesnes have been my world ; Where I have liv'd at honest freedom, pay'd More pious debts to heaven, than in all The fore-end of my time but, up to th’ mountains! This is not hunters language ; he that strikes The venison first, shall be the Lord o'th' feast; To him the other two shall minifter, And we will fear no poison which attends In place & /of state :' l'll meet you in the vallies [Exeunt Guiderius and Arviragus.
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