SCENE VI.-Britain. A Room in CYMBELINE's Palace. Enter QUEEN, Ladies, and CORNELIUS. Queen. Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gather those flowers; who has the note of them? Make haste First Lady. Queen. Despatch. [Exeunt Ladies. I, madam. Now, master doctor, have you brought those drugs? [Presenting a small box. But I beseech your grace, without offence My conscience bids me ask-wherefore you have Queen. Other conclusions? I will try the forces Of these thy compounds on such creatures as We count not worth the hanging-but none human— To try the vigour of them, and apply Allayments to their act; and by them gather Their several virtues and effects. Cor. Your highness Shall from this practice but make hard your heart : Besides, the seeing these effects will be Both noisome and infectious. Queen. O, content thee. [Aside. Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him Will I first work: he's for his master, And enemy to my son. Enter PISANIO. How now, Pisanio! Doctor, your service for this time is ended; Take your own way. Cor. [Aside.] I do suspect you, madam; But you shall do no harm. Queen. Hark thee, a word. [TO PISANIO. Cor. [Aside.] I do not like her. She doth think she has Strange lingering poisons: I do know her spirit, And will not trust one of her malice with A drug of 'deadly' nature. Those she has Which first, perchance, she 'll prove on cats and dogs; Queen. Until I send for thee. Cor. No further service, doctor, I humbly take my leave. [Exit. Queen. Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost thou think in time She will not quench, and let instructions enter Where folly now possesses? Do thou work: When thou shalt bring me word she loves my son, I'll tell thee, on the instant, thou art then As great as is thy master; greater-for ; Is at last gasp: return he cannot, nor Who cannot be new built, nor has no friends, [The QUEEN drops a box: PISANIO takes it up. So much as but to prop him?-Thou tak'st up Five times redeem'd from death: I do not know That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how As thou 'lt desire; and then myself, I chiefly, That set thee on to this desert, am bound To load thy merit richly. Call my women: Think on my words. [Exit PISANIO.]—A sly and constant knave; Not to be shak'd: the agent for his master; And the remembrancer of her, to hold The hand fast to her lord.-I have given him that, Which, if he take, shall quite unpeople her Re-enter PISANIO and Ladies. To taste of too. So, so ;~well done, well done : Bear to my closet :-Fare thee well, Pisanio; [Exeunt QUEEN and Ladies. с But when to my good lord I prove untrue, [Exit. SCENE VII-Another Room in the Palace. Enter IMOGEN. Imo. A father cruel, and a step-dame false; A foolish suitor to a wedded lady, That hath her husband banish'd ;-O, that husband! As my two brothers, happy! but most miserable Enter PISANIO and IACHIMO. Pis. Madam, a noble gentleman of Rome, Comes from my lord with letters. Iach. The worthy Leonatus is in safety, Imo. You are kindly welcome. Change you, madam? [Presents a letter. Thanks, good sir: Iach. All of her that is out of door, most rich! friend! If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare, [Aside. 25 Imo. [Reads.] He is one of the noblest note, to whose kindnesses I am most infinitely tied. Reflect upon him accordingly, as you value your trust So far I read aloud: But even the very middle of my heart Is warm'd by the rest, and takes it thankfully. You are as welcome, worthy sir, as I Have words to bid you; and shall find it so In all that I can do. Iach. Thanks, fairest lady What, are men mad? eyes LEONATUS.' Hath nature given them To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop Imo. What makes your admiration? Iach. It cannot be i' the eye; for apes and monkeys, 'Twixt two such shes, would chatter this way and Contemn with mows the other: nor i' the judgment; Imo. What is the matter, trow? That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, The cloyed will That tub both fill'd and running-ravening first Imo. Thus raps you? Are you well? What, dear sir, Iach. Thanks, madam; well.-Beseech you, sir, desire [TO PISANIO. |