LITMIR.BIZ

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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Table of Contents

       Dramatis Personæ

       ACT I

       ACT II

       ACT III

       ACT IV

       ACT V

Dramatis Personæ

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      CYMBELINE, King of Britain

       CLOTEN, son to the Queen by a former husband

       POSTHUMUS LEONATUS, a gentleman, husband to Imogen

       BELARIUS, a banished lord, disguised under the name of Morgan

       GUIDERIUS and ARVIRAGUS, sons to Cymbeline, disguised under the names of POLYDORE and CADWAL, supposed sons to Belarius

       PHILARIO, Italian, friend to Posthumus

       IACHIMO, Italian, friend to Philario

       CAIUS LUCIUS, General of the Roman forces

       PISANIO, servant to Posthumus

       CORNELIUS, a physician

       A SOOTHSAYER

       A ROMAN CAPTAIN

       TWO BRITISH CAPTAINS

       A FRENCH GENTLEMAN, friend to Philario

       TWO LORDS of Cymbeline’s court

       TWO GENTLEMEN of the same

       TWO GAOLERS

      QUEEN, wife to Cymbeline

       IMOGEN, daughter to Cymbeline by a former queen

       HELEN, a lady attending on Imogen

      APPARITIONS

      Lords, Ladies, Roman Senators, Tribunes, a Dutch Gentleman, a Spanish Gentleman, Musicians, Officers, Captains, Soldiers, Messengers, and Attendants

ACT I

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      SCENE I. Britain. The garden of Cymbeline’s palace.

      Enter two Gentlemen.

      FIRST GENTLEMAN.

       You do not meet a man but frowns; our bloods

       No more obey the heavens than our courtiers

       Still seem as does the King’s.

      SECOND GENTLEMAN.

       But what’s the matter?

      FIRST GENTLEMAN.

       His daughter, and the heir of’s kingdom, whom

       He purpos’d to his wife’s sole son—a widow

       That late he married—hath referr’d herself

       Unto a poor but worthy gentleman. She’s wedded;

       Her husband banish’d; she imprison’d. All

       Is outward sorrow, though I think the King

       Be touch’d at very heart.

      SECOND GENTLEMAN.

       None but the King?

      FIRST GENTLEMAN.

       He that hath lost her too. So is the Queen,

       That most desir’d the match. But not a courtier,

       Although they wear their faces to the bent

       Of the King’s looks, hath a heart that is not

       Glad at the thing they scowl at.

      SECOND GENTLEMAN.

       And why so?

      FIRST GENTLEMAN.

       He that hath miss’d the Princess is a thing

       Too bad for bad report; and he that hath her—

       I mean that married her, alack, good man!

       And therefore banish’d—is a creature such

       As, to seek through the regions of the earth

       For one his like, there would be something failing

       In him that should compare. I do not think

       So fair an outward and such stuff within

       Endows a man but he.

      SECOND GENTLEMAN.

       You speak him far.

      FIRST GENTLEMAN.

       I do extend him, sir, within himself;

       Crush him together rather than unfold

       His measure duly.

      SECOND GENTLEMAN.

       What’s his name and birth?

      FIRST GENTLEMAN.

       I cannot delve him to the root; his father

       Was call’d Sicilius, who did join his honour

       Against the Romans with Cassibelan,

       But had his titles by Tenantius, whom

       He serv’d with glory and admir’d success,

       So gain’d the sur-addition Leonatus;

       And had, besides this gentleman in question,

       Two other sons, who, in the wars o’ th’ time,

       Died with their swords in hand; for which their father,

       Then old and fond of issue, took such sorrow

       That he quit being; and his gentle lady,

       Big of this gentleman, our theme, deceas’d

       As he was born. The King he takes the babe

       To his protection, calls him Posthumus Leonatus,

       Breeds him and makes him of his bed-chamber,

       Puts to him all the learnings that his time

       Could make him the receiver of; which he took,

       As we do air, fast as ’twas minist’red,

       And in’s spring became a harvest, liv’d in court—

       Which rare it is to do—most prais’d, most lov’d,

       A sample to the youngest; to th’ more mature

       A glass that feated them; and to the graver

       A child that guided dotards. To his mistress,

       For whom he now is banish’d, her own price

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