CYMBELIN E, King of Britain. 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 Paladour and CadArviragus, wal, fuppofed fons to Bellarius. Bellarius, a banish'd Lord, difguis'd under the name of Philario, an Italian, Friend to Pofthumus. Caius Lucius, Ambassador from Rome: A French Gentleman, Friend to Philario. Queen, Wife to Cymbeline. Imogen, Daughter to Cymbeline by a former Queen. Lords, Ladies, a Soothsayer, Captains, Soldiers, Messengers, and other Attendants. SCENE, for fome part of the first and fecond Acts, lyes in Rome; for the reft of the Play in Britain. Story partly taken from Boccace's Decameron, day 2. nov. 9. little befides the names being biftorical. ΡΟ ΡΣ. CTM OU do not meet a man but frowns. Our ''looks,` 2 No more obey the 'heart ev'n than our courtiers, But feem as 'do the King's. 2 Gent. But what's the matter? 1 Gent. His daughter, and the heir of's Kingdom (whom He purpos'd to his wife's fole fon, a widow Unto a poor, but worthy gentleman. She's wedded, her husband banish'd, fhe imprifon'd. 2 Gent. None but the King? 1 Gent. He that hath loft her too: fo is the Queen, That moft defir'd the match. But not a courtier, (Although they wear their faces to the bent Of the King's looks) but hath a heart that is H 2 2 Gent. 3 do's 2 Gent. And why fo? 1 Gent. He that hath mifs'd the princess, is a thing 2 Gent. You speak him 'far. 1 Gent. Is 'don't extend him, Sir; within himself Crufh him together rather, than unfold His measure fully. 2 Gent. What's his name and birth? 1 Gent. I cannot delve him to the root: his father Dy'd with their fwords in hand. For which their father, His fpring became a harveft: "'he liv'd in Court A glafs A glafs that featur'd them; and to the graver, What kind of man he is. 2 Gent. I honour him, ev'n out of your report. But tell me, is fhe fole child to the King? 1 Gent. His only child. He had two fons, (if this be worth your hearing, 2 Gent. How long is this ago? 1 Gent. Some twenty years. 2 Gent. That a King's children fhould be fo convey'd! So flackly guarded, and the search so flow That could not trace them! 1 Gent. Howfoe'er 'tis ftrange, Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at, 2 Gent. I do well believe you. 1 Gent. We muft forbear. Here comes the gentleman, The Queen, and Princess. [Exeunt. Enter the Queen, Pofthumus, Imogen, and Attendants. Queen. No, be affur'd you fhall not find me, daughter, After the flander of most step-mothers, Ill-ey'd unto you: you're my pris'ner, but That lock up your reftraint. For you, Pofthumus, I will be known your advocate: marry yet H 3 You |