parison,―had been something too fair and too good for any lady in Brittany. If she went before others I have seen, as that diamond of yours out-lustres many I have beheld, I could not but believe she excelled many: but I have not seen the most precious diamond that is, nor you the lady. Post. I praised her as I rated her: so do I my stone. Post. More than the world enjoys. Iach. Either your unparagoned mistress is dead, or she's outprized by a trifle. Post. You are mistaken: the one may be sold or given, if there were wealth enough for the purchase or merit for the gift: the other is not a thing for sale, and only the gift of the gods. Iach. Which the gods have given you? Post. Which, by their graces, I will keep. Iach. You may wear her in title yours: but, you know, strange fowl light upon neighbouring ponds. Your ring may be stolen too: so your brace of unprizeable estimations, the one is but frail and the other casual; a cunning thief or a that-way-accomplished courtier would hazard the winning both of first and last. Post. Your Italy contains none so accomplished a courtier to convince the honour of my mistress, if in the holding or loss of that you term her frail. I do nothing doubt you have store of thieves; notwithstanding I fear not my ring. Phi. Let us leave here, gentlemen. Post. Sir, with all my heart. This worthy signior, I thank him, makes no stranger of me; we are familiar at first. Iach. With five times so much conversation I should get ground of your fair mistress; make her go back even to the yielding, had I admittance and opportunity to friend. Post. No, no. Iach. I dare thereupon pawn the moiety of my estate to your ring; which, in my opinion, o'ervalues it something: but I make my wager rather against your confidence than her reputation: and, to bar your offence herein too, I durst attempt it against any lady in the world. Post. You are a great deal abused in too bold a persua sion; and I doubt not you sustain what you're worthy of by your attempt. Iach. What's that? Post. A repulse: though your attempt, as you call it, deserve more, -a punishment too. Phil. Gentlemen, enough of this: it came in too sud denly; let it die as it was born, and, I pray you, be better acquainted. jach. Would I had put my estate and my neighbour's on the approbation of what I have spoke! Post. What lady would you choose to assail? Iach. Yours; whom in constancy you think stands so safe. I will lay you ten thousand ducats to your ring that commend me to the court where your lady is, with no more advantage than the opportunity of a second conference, and I will bring from thence that honour of hers which you imagine so reserved. Post. I will wage against your gold gold to it: my ring I hold dear as my finger; 'tis part of it. Iach. You are afraid, and therein the wiser. If you buy ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you cannot preserve it from tainting: but I see you have some religion in you, that you fear. Post. This is but a custom in your tongue; you bear a graver purpose, I hope. Iach. I am the master of my speeches; and would undergo what's spoken, I swear. Post. Will you?-I shall but lend my diamond till your return: let there be covenants drawn between us: my mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your unworthy thinking: I dare you to this match: here's my ring. Phi. I will have it no lay. Iach. By the gods, it is one.- -If I bring you no sufficient testimony that I have enjoyed the dearest bodily part of your mistress, my ten thousand ducats are yours; so is your diamond too: if I come off, and leave her in such honour as you have trust in, she your jewel, this your jewel, and my gold are yours;-provided I have your commendation for my more free entertainment. Post. I embrace these conditions; let us have articles betwixt us.-Only, thus far you shall answer: if you make your voyage upon her, and give me directly to understand you have prevail'd, I am no further your enemy; she is not worth our debate: if she remain unseduced,-you not making it appear otherwise, for your ill opinion and the assault you have made to her chastity you shall answer me with your sword. Iach. Your hand,- -a covenant : we will have these things set down by lawful counsel, and straight away for Britain, lest the bargain should catch cold and starve: I will fetch my gold, and have our two wagers recorded. [Exeunt POST. and IACH. Post. Agreed, French. Will this hold, think you? Phi. Signior Iachimo will not from it. Pray, let us follow 'em. [Exeunt. SCENE V.-BRITAIN. A Room in CYMBELINE'S Palace. Enter QUEEN, Ladies, and CORNELIUS. Queen. Whiles yet the dew's on ground gather those flowers; Make haste: who has the note of them? 1 Lady. Queen. Despatch. Now, master doctor, have you brought those drugs? My conscience bids me ask,-wherefore you have I wonder, doctor, 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: Both noisome and infectious. Queen. O, content thee. [Aside. Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him And enemy to my son. Doctor, your service for this time is ended; Take your own way. 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 such damn'd 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 Who cannot be new built, nor has no friends [The QUEEN drops the box: PISANIO takes it up. That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how Who shall take notice of thee: I'll move the king [Exit PISANIO. A sly and constant knave; Re-enter PISANIO and Ladies. So, so; well done, well done: The violets, cowslips, and the primroses, Bear to my closet.-Fare thee well, Pisanio; Pis. [Exeunt QUEEN and Ladies. And shall do: [Exit. But when to my good lord I prove untrue SCENE VI.-BRITAIN. 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! Iach. Change you, madam? Thanks, good sir: [Presents a letter. |