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If these be they, I know not how to wish
A pair of worthier sons.
Bel.

Be pleas'd a while. -
This gentleman, whom I call Polydore,
Most worthy prince, as yours, is true Guiderius;
This gentleman, my Cadwal, Arvirágus,
Your younger princely son; he, sir, was lapp'd
In a most curious mantle, wrought by the hand
Of his queen mother, which, for more probation,
I can with ease produce.
Cym.

Guiderius had
Upon his neck a mole, a sanguine star:
It was a mark of wonder.
Bel.

This is he;
Who hath upon him still that natural stamp;
It was wise nature's end in the donation,
To be his evidence now.
Cym.

0, what am I
A mother to the birth of three? Ne'er mother
Rejoic'd deliverance more:--Bless'd may you be, may
That after this strange starting from your orbs,
You may reign in them now !-O Imogen,
Thou hast lost by this a kingdom.
Imo.

No, my lord;
I have got two worlds by't.-0 my gentle brother,
Have we thus met? 0 never say hereafter,
But I am truest speaker: you calld me brother,
When I was but your sister; I you brothers,
When you were so indeed.
Cym.

Did
you

e'er meet?
Arv. Ay, my good lord.
Gui.

And at first meeting lov'd;
Continued so, until we thought he died.

Cor. By the queen's dram she swallow'd.
Cym.

O rare instinct !
When shall I hear all through? This fierce 24

abridgment

21 Fierce is vehement, rapid.

Hath to it circumstantial branches, which Distinction should be rich in 25.- Where? how liv'd

you?

And when came you to serve our Roman captive?
How parted with your brothers ? how first met them?
Why fled you from the court? and whither? These,
And your three motives26 to the battle, with
I know not how much more, should be demanded;
And all the other by-dependancies,
From chance to chance; but nor the time, nor place,
Will serve our long intergatories27. See,
Posthumus anchors upon Imogen;
And she, like harmless lightning, throws her eye
On him, her brothers, me, her master; hitting
Each object with a joy; the counterchange
Is severally in all. Let's quit this ground,
And smoke the temple with our sacrifices.-
Thou art my brother; So we'll hold thee ever.

[To BELARIUS.
Imo. You are my father too; and did relieve me,
To see this gracious season.
Cym.

All o'erjoy'd
Save these in bonds; let them be joyful too,
For they shall taste our comfort.
Imo.

My good master,
I will yet do you service.
Luc.

Happy be you! Cym. The forlorn soldier, that so nobly fought, He would have well becom'd this place, and grac'd The thankings of a king.

25 i. e. which ought to be rendered distinct by an ample narrative.

26. Your three motives' means the motives of you three. So in Romeo and Juliet, both our remedies' means "the remedy for us both.'

27 Intergatories was frequently used for interrogatories, and consequently as a word of only five syllables. See vol. iii. p. 287, note 17. Thus in Novella, by Brome, Act ii. Sc. 1:

--- Then you must answer

To these intergatories.' la The Merchant of Venice, near the end, it is also tbus used :

And charge us there upon intergatories.'

Post.

I am, sir,
The soldier that did company these three
In poor beseeming; 'twas a fitment for
The purpose I then follow'd ;- That I was he,
Speak, lachimo; I had you down, and might
Have made you finish.
Iach.

I am down again: [Kneeling.
But now my heavy conscience sinks my knee,
As then your force did. Take that life, 'beseech you,
Which I so often owe: but, your ring first;
And here the bracelet of the truest princess,
That ever swore her faith.
Post.

Kneel not to me;
The power that I have on you, is to spare you;
The malice towards you, to forgive you: Live,
And deal with others better.
Cym.

Nobly doom'd:
We'll learn our freeness of a son-in-law;
Pardon's the word to all.
Arv.

You holp us, sir,
As you did mean indeed to be our brother;
Joy'd are we, that you are.
Post. Your servant, princes.-Good my lord of

Rome, Call forth your soothsayer: As I slept, methought, Great Jupiter, upon his eagle back'd, Appear’d to me, with other spritely shows28 Of mine own kindred: when I wak’d, I found This label on my bosom; whose containing Is so from sense in hardness, that I can Make no collection29 of it; let him show His skill in the construction.

28 Spritely shows are groups of sprites, ghostly appearances.

29. A collection is a corollary, a consequence deduced from premises So in Davies's poem on The Immortality of the Soul :

• When she from sundry arts one skill doth draw ;

Gath'ring from divers sights one act of war;
From many cases like one rule of law :

These her collections, not the senses are.'
So the Queen in Hamlet says :-

mus

Luc.

Philarmonus,
Sooth. Here, my good lord.
Luc.

Read, and declare the meaning. Sooth. [Reads.] When as a lion's whelp shall, to himself unknown, without seeking find, and be embraced by a piece of tender air; and when from a stately cedar shall be lopped branches, which, being dead many years shall after revive, be jointed to the old stock, and freshly grow; then shall Posthu

end his miseries, Britain be fortunate, and flourish in peace and plenty. Thou, Leonatus, art the lion's whelp; The fit and apt construction of thy name, Being Leo-natus, doth import so much: The piece of tender air, thy virtuous daughter,

[To CYMBELINE. Which we call mollis aer; and mollis aer We term it mulier : which mulier I divine, Is this most constant wife: who, even now, Answering the letter of the oracle, Unknown to you, unsought, were clipp'd about With this most tender air. Cym.

This hath some seeming.
Sooth. The lofty cedar, royal Cymbeline,
Personates thee: and thy lopp'd branches point
Thy two sons forth: who, by Belarius stolen,
For many years thought dead, are now reviv'd,
To the majestic cedar join'd; whose issue
Promises Britain peace and plenty.
Cym.

Well,
My peace we will begin30:-And, Caius Lacius,
Although the victor, we submit to Cæsar,
And to the Roman empire; promising

Her speech is nothing,
Yet the unshaped use of it doth move

The hearers to collection.'
Whose containing means the contents of which,

30. It should apparently be, · By peace we will begin.' The Soothsayer says, that the label promised to Britain peace and plenty: To which Cymbeline replies, •We will begin with peace, io fulfil the prophecy.'

To pay our wonted tribute, from the which
We were dissuaded by our wicked queen;
Whom heavens, in justice (both on her and hers),
Have laid most heavy hand31.

Sooth. The fingers of the powers above do tune
The harmony of this peace. The vision
Which I made known to Lucius, ere the stroke
Of this yet scarce-cold battle, at this instant
Is full accomplish'd : For the Roman eagle,
From south to west on wing soaring aloft,
Lessen'd herself, and in the beams o'the sun
So vanish’d: which foreshow'd our princely eagle,
The imperial Cæsar, should again unite
His favour with the radiant Cymbeline,
Which shines here in the west.
Cym.

Laud we the gods; And let our crooked smokes climb to their nostrils From our bless'd altars! Publish we this peace To all our subjects. Set we forward: Let A Roman and a British ensign wave Friendly together: so through Lud's town march: And in the temple of great Jupiter Our peace we'll ratify; seal it with feasts. Set on there :-Never was a war did cease, Ere bloody hands were wash'd, with such a peace.

[Exeunt.

31 i. e. have laid most heavy hand on. Many such elliptical passages are found in Shakspeare. Tbus in The Rape of Lucrece :

• Only he hath an eye to gaze on beauty,

And dotes on whom he looks [on] gaivst law and duty.'
So in The Winter's Tale :-

The queen is spotless
In that which you accuse her [of],'

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