Best draw my Sword; and if mine Enemy But feare the Sword like me, hee"l sca.r.s.ely looke on"t.
Such a Foe, good Heauens.
Enter.
Scena Septima.
Enter Belarius, Guiderius, and Aruiragus
Bel. You Polidore haue prou"d best Woodman, and Are Master of the Feast: Cadwall, and I Will play the Cooke, and Seruant, "tis our match: The sweat of industry would dry, and dye But for the end it workes too. Come, our stomackes Will make what"s homely, sauoury: Wearinesse Can snore vpon the Flint, when restie Sloth Findes the Downe-pillow hard. Now peace be heere, Poore house, that keep"st thy selfe
Gui. I am throughly weary
Arui. I am weake with toyle, yet strong in appet.i.te
Gui. There is cold meat i"th" Caue, we"l brouz on that Whil"st what we haue kill"d, be Cook"d
Bel. Stay, come not in: But that it eates our victualles, I should thinke Heere were a Faiery
Gui. What"s the matter, Sir?
Bel. By Iupiter an Angell: or if not An earthly Paragon. Behold Diuinenesse No elder then a Boy.
Enter Imogen.
Imo. Good masters harme me not: Before I enter"d heere, I call"d, and thought To haue begg"d, or bought, what I haue took: good troth I haue stolne nought, nor would not, though I had found Gold strew"d i"th" Floore. Heere"s money for my Meate, I would haue left it on the Boord, so soone As I had made my Meale; and parted With Pray"rs for the Prouider
Gui. Money? Youth
Aru. All Gold and Siluer rather turne to durt, As "tis no better reckon"d, but of those Who worship durty G.o.ds
Imo. I see you"re angry: Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should Haue dyed, had I not made it
Bel. Whether bound?
Imo. To Milford-Hauen
Bel. What"s your name?
Imo. Fidele Sir: I haue a Kinsman, who Is bound for Italy; he embark"d at Milford, To whom being going, almost spent with hunger, I am falne in this offence
Bel. Prythee (faire youth) Thinke vs no Churles: nor measure our good mindes By this rude place we liue in. Well encounter"d, "Tis almost night, you shall haue better cheere Ere you depart; and thankes to stay, and eate it: Boyes, bid him welcome
Gui. Were you a woman, youth, I should woo hard, but be your Groome in honesty: I bid for you, as I do buy
Arui. Ile make"t my Comfort He is a man, Ile loue him as my Brother: And such a welcome as I"ld giue to him (After long absence) such is yours. Most welcome: Be sprightly, for you fall "mongst Friends
Imo. "Mongst Friends?
If Brothers: would it had bin so, that they Had bin my Fathers Sonnes, then had my prize Bin lesse, and so more equall ballasting To thee Posthumus
Bel. He wrings at some distresse
Gui. Would I could free"t
Arui. Or I, what ere it be, What paine it cost, what danger: G.o.ds!
Bel. Hearke Boyes
Imo. Great men That had a Court no bigger then this Caue, That did attend themselues, and had the vertue Which their owne Conscience seal"d them: laying by That nothing-guift of differing Mult.i.tudes Could not out-peere these twaine. Pardon me G.o.ds, I"ld change my s.e.xe to be Companion with them, Since Leonatus false
Bel. It shall be so: Boyes wee"l go dresse our Hunt. Faire youth come in; Discourse is heauy, fasting: when we haue supp"d Wee"l mannerly demand thee of thy Story, So farre as thou wilt speake it
Gui. Pray draw neere
Arui. The Night to"th" Owle, And Morne to th" Larke lesse welcome
Imo. Thankes Sir
Arui. I pray draw neere.
Exeunt.
Scena Octaua.
Enter two Roman Senators, and Tribunes.
1.Sen. This is the tenor of the Emperors Writ; That since the common men are now in Action "Gainst the Pannonians, and Dalmatians, And that the Legions now in Gallia, are Full weake to vndertake our Warres against The falne-off Britaines, that we do incite The Gentry to this businesse. He creates Lucius Pro-Consull: and to you the Tribunes For this immediate Leuy, he commands His absolute Commission. Long liue Caesar
Tri. Is Lucius Generall of the Forces?
2.Sen. I
Tri. Remaining now in Gallia?
1.Sen. With those Legions Which I haue spoke of, whereunto your leuie Must be suppliant: the words of your Commission Will tye you to the numbers, and the time Of their dispatch
Tri. We will discharge our duty.
Exeunt.
Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.
Enter Clotten alone.
Clot I am neere to"th" place where they should meet, if Pisanio haue mapp"d it truely. How fit his Garments serue me? Why should his Mistris who was made by him that made the Taylor, not be fit too? The rather (sauing reuerence of the Word) for "tis saide a Womans fitnesse comes by fits: therein I must play the Workman, I dare speake it to my selfe, for it is not Vainglorie for a man, and his Gla.s.se, to confer in his owne Chamber; I meane, the Lines of my body are as well drawne as his; no lesse young, more strong, not beneath him in Fortunes, beyond him in the aduantage of the time, aboue him in Birth, alike conuersant in generall seruices, and more remarkeable in single oppositions; yet this imperseuerant Thing loues him in my despight. What Mortalitie is?
Posthumus, thy head (which now is growing vppon thy shoulders) shall within this houre be off, thy Mistris inforced, thy Garments cut to peeces before thy face: and all this done, spurne her home to her Father, who may (happily) be a little angry for my so rough vsage: but my Mother hauing power of his testinesse, shall turne all into my commendations. My Horse is tyed vp safe, out Sword, and to a sore purpose: Fortune put them into my hand: This is the very description of their meeting place and the Fellow dares not deceiue me.
Enter.
Scena Secunda.
Enter Belarius, Guiderius, Aruiragus, and Imogen from the Caue.
Bel. You are not well: Remaine heere in the Caue, Wee"l come to you after Hunting