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Hold me your loyal servant。 LORD。 Good my liege； The day that she was
missing he was here。 I dare be bound he's true and shall perform All parts
of his subjection loyally。 For Cloten； There wants no diligence in seeking
him； And will no doubt be found。 CYMBELINE。 The time is troublesome。
＇To PISANIO＇ We'll slip you for a season； but our jealousy Does yet
depend。 LORD。 So please your Majesty； The Roman legions； all from
Gallia drawn； Are landed on your coast； with a supply Of Roman
gentlemen by the Senate sent。 CYMBELINE。 Now for the counsel of my
son and queen！ I am amaz'd with matter。 LORD。 Good my liege； Your
preparation can affront no less Than what you hear of。 Come more； for
more you're ready。 The want is but to put those pow'rs in motion That long
to move。 CYMBELINE。 I thank you。 Let's withdraw； And meet the time as
it seeks us。 We fear not What can from Italy annoy us； but We grieve at
chances here。 Away！ Exeunt all but PISANIO PISANIO。 I heard no letter
from my master since I wrote him Imogen was slain。 'Tis strange。 Nor hear
I from my mistress； who did promise To yield me often tidings。 Neither
know What is betid to Cloten； but remain Perplex'd in all。 The heavens
still must work。 Wherein I am false I am honest； not true； to be true。 These
present wars shall find I love my country； Even to the note o' th' King； or
I'll fall in them。 All other doubts； by time let them be clear'd： Fortune
brings in some boats that are not steer'd。 Exit
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SCENE IV。 Wales。 Before the cave of BELARIUS
Enter BELARIUS； GUIDERIUS； and ARVIRAGUS
GUIDERIUS。 The noise is round about us。 BELARIUS。 Let us from
it。 ARVIRAGUS。 What pleasure； sir； find we in life； to lock it From action
and adventure？ GUIDERIUS。 Nay； what hope Have we in hiding us？ This
way the Romans Must or for Britons slay us； or receive us For barbarous
and unnatural revolts During their use； and slay us after。 BELARIUS。 Sons；
We'll higher to the mountains； there secure us。 To the King's party there's
no going。 Newness Of Cloten's death… we being not known； not muster'd
Among the bands…may drive us to a render Where we have liv'd； and so
extort from's that Which we have done； whose answer would be death；
Drawn on with torture。 GUIDERIUS。 This is； sir； a doubt In such a time
nothing becoming you Nor satisfying us。 ARVIRAGUS。 It is not likely
That when they hear the Roman horses neigh； Behold their quarter'd fires；
have both their eyes And ears so cloy'd importantly as now； That they will
waste their time upon our note； To know from whence we are。 BELARIUS。
O； I am known Of many in the army。 Many years； Though Cloten then but
young； you see； not wore him From my remembrance。 And； besides； the
King Hath not deserv'd my service nor your loves； Who find in my exile
the want of breeding； The certainty of this hard life； aye hopeless To have
the courtesy your cradle promis'd； But to be still hot summer's tanlings and
The shrinking slaves of winter。 GUIDERIUS。 Than be so； Better to cease
to be。 Pray； sir； to th' army。 I and my brother are not known； yourself So
out of thought； and thereto so o'ergrown； Cannot be questioned。
ARVIRAGUS。 By this sun that shines； I'll thither。 What thing is't that I
never Did see man die！ scarce ever look'd on blood But that of coward
hares； hot goats； and venison！ Never bestrid a horse； save one that had A
rider like myself； who ne'er wore rowel Nor iron on his heel！ I am asham'd
To look upon the holy sun； to have The benefit of his blest beams；
remaining So long a poor unknown。 GUIDERIUS。 By heavens； I'll go！ If
you will bless me； sir； and give me leave； I'll take the better care； but if
you will not； The hazard therefore due fall on me by The hands of Romans！
ARVIRAGUS。 So say I。 Amen。 BELARIUS。 No reason I； since of your
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lives you set So slight a valuation； should reserve My crack'd one to more
care。 Have with you； boys！ If in your country wars you chance to die； That
is my bed too； lads； and there I'll lie。 Lead； lead。 ＇Aside＇ The time seems
long； their blood thinks scorn Till it fly out and show them princes born。
Exeunt
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ACT V。
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SCENE I。 Britain。 The Roman camp
Enter POSTHUMUS alone； with a bloody handkerchief
POSTHUMUS。 Yea； bloody cloth； I'll keep thee； for I wish'd Thou
shouldst be colour'd thus。 You married ones； If each of you should take
this course； how many Must murder wives much better than themselves
For wrying but a little！ O Pisanio！ Every good servant does not all
commands； No bond but to do just ones。 Gods！ if you Should have ta'en
vengeance on my faults； I never Had liv'd to put on this； so had you saved
The noble Imogen to repent； and struck Me； wretch more worth your
vengeance。 But alack； You snatch some hence for little faults； that's love；
To have them fall no more。 You some permit To second ills with ills； each
elder worse； And make them dread it； to the doer's thrift。 But Imogen is
your own。 Do your best wills； And make me blest to obey。 I am brought
hither Among th' Italian gentry； and to fight Against my lady's kingdom。
'Tis enough That； Britain； I have kill'd thy mistress； peace！ I'll give no
wound to thee。 Therefore； good heavens； Hear patiently my purpose。 I'll
disrobe me Of these Italian weeds； and suit myself As does a Britain
peasant。 So I'll fight Against the part I come w