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adornment of her bed； the arras； figures… Why； such and such； and the
contents o' th' story。 Ah； but some natural notes about her body Above ten
thousand meaner movables Would testify； t' enrich mine inventory。 O sleep；
thou ape of death； lie dull upon her！ And be her sense but as a monument；
Thus in a chapel lying！ Come off； come off； ＇Taking off her bracelet＇ As
slippery as the Gordian knot was hard！ 'Tis mine； and this will witness
outwardly； As strongly as the conscience does within； To th' madding of
her lord。 On her left breast A mole cinque…spotted； like the crimson drops
I' th' bottom of a cowslip。 Here's a voucher Stronger than ever law could
make； this secret Will force him think I have pick'd the lock and ta'en The
treasure of her honour。 No more。 To what end？ Why should I write this
down that's riveted； Screw'd to my memory？ She hath been reading late
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The tale of Tereus； here the leaf's turn'd down Where Philomel gave up。 I
have enough。 To th' trunk again； and shut the spring of it。 Swift； swift； you
dragons of the night； that dawning May bare the raven's eye！ I lodge in
fear； Though this a heavenly angel； hell is here。 ＇Clock strikes＇ One； two；
three。 Time； time！ Exit into the trunk
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SCENE III。 CYMBELINE'S palace。 An ante…
chamber adjoining IMOGEN'S apartments
Enter CLOTEN and LORDS
FIRST LORD。 Your lordship is the most patient man in loss； the most
coldest that ever turn'd up ace。 CLOTEN。 It would make any man cold to
lose。 FIRST LORD。 But not every man patient after the noble temper of
your lordship。 You are most hot and furious when you win。 CLOTEN。
Winning will put any man into courage。 If I could get this foolish Imogen；
I should have gold enough。 It's almost morning； is't not？ FIRST LORD。
Day； my lord。 CLOTEN。 I would this music would come。 I am advised to
give her music a mornings； they say it will penetrate。
Enter musicians
Come on； tune。 If you can penetrate her with your fingering； so。 We'll
try with tongue too。 If none will do； let her remain； but I'll never give o'er。
First； a very excellent good…conceited thing； after； a wonderful sweet air；
with admirable rich words to it… and then let her consider。
SONG
Hark； hark！ the lark at heaven's gate sings； And Phoebus 'gins arise；
His steeds to water at those springs On chalic'd flow'rs that lies； And
winking Mary…buds begin To ope their golden eyes。 With everything that
pretty bin； My lady sweet； arise； Arise； arise！
So； get you gone。 If this penetrate； I will consider your music the
better； if it do not； it is a vice in her ears which horsehairs and calves' guts；
nor the voice of unpaved eunuch to boot； can never amend。 Exeunt
musicians
Enter CYMBELINE and QUEEN
SECOND LORD。 Here comes the King。 CLOTEN。 I am glad I was
up so late； for that's the reason I was up so early。 He cannot choose but
take this service I have done fatherly。… Good morrow to your Majesty and
to my gracious mother。 CYMBELINE。 Attend you here the door of our
stern daughter？ Will she not forth？ CLOTEN。 I have assail'd her with
musics； but she vouchsafes no notice。 CYMBELINE。 The exile of her
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minion is too new； She hath not yet forgot him； some more time Must
wear the print of his remembrance out； And then she's yours。 QUEEN。
You are most bound to th' King； Who lets go by no vantages that may
Prefer you to his daughter。 Frame yourself To orderly soliciting； and be
friended With aptness of the season； make denials Increase your services；
so seem as if You were inspir'd to do those duties which You tender to her；
that you in all obey her； Save when command to your dismission tends；
And therein you are senseless。 CLOTEN。 Senseless？ Not so。
Enter a MESSENGER
MESSENGER。 So like you； sir； ambassadors from Rome； The one is
Caius Lucius。 CYMBELINE。 A worthy fellow； Albeit he comes on angry
purpose now； But that's no fault of his。 We must receive him According to
the honour of his sender； And towards himself； his goodness forespent on
us； We must extend our notice。 Our dear son； When you have given good
morning to your mistress； Attend the Queen and us； we shall have need T'
employ you towards this Roman。 Come； our queen。 Exeunt all but
CLOTEN CLOTEN。 If she be up； I'll speak with her； if not； Let her lie
still and dream。 By your leave； ho！ ＇Knocks＇ I know her women are about
her； what If I do line one of their hands？ 'Tis gold Which buys admittance；
oft it doth…yea； and makes Diana's rangers false themselves； yield up Their
deer to th' stand o' th' stealer； and 'tis gold Which makes the true man kill'd
and saves the thief； Nay； sometime hangs both thief and true man。 What
Can it not do and undo？ I will make One of her women lawyer to me； for I
yet not understand the case myself。 By your leave。 ＇Knocks＇
Enter a LADY
LADY。 Who's there that knocks？ CLOTEN。 A gentleman。 LADY。 No
more？ CLOTEN。 Yes； and a gentlewoman's son。 LADY。 That's more Than
some whose tailors are as dear as yours Can justly boast of。 What's your
lordship's pleasure？ CLOTEN。 Your lady's person； is she ready？ LADY。
Ay； To keep her chamber。 CLOTEN。 There is gold for you； sell me your
good report。 LADY。 How？ My good name？ or to report of you What I
shall think is good？ The Princess！
Enter IMOGEN
CLOTEN。 Good morrow； fairest sister。 Your sweet hand。 Exit LADY
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IMOGEN。 Good morrow； sir。 You lay out too much pains For purchasing
but trouble。 The thanks I give Is telling you that I am poor of thanks； And
scarce can spare them。 CLOTEN。 Still I swear I love you。 IMOGEN。 If
you but said so； 'twere as deep with me。 If you swear still； your
recompense is still That I regard it not。 CLOTEN。 This is no answer。
IMOGEN。 But that you shall not say I yield； being silent； I would not
speak。 I pray you spare me。 Faith； I shall unfold equal discourtesy To your
best kindness； on