cymbeline(辛白林)-第2章
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What news？ PISANIO。 My lord your son drew on my master。 QUEEN。
Ha！ No harm； I trust； is done？ PISANIO。 There might have been； But that
my master rather play'd than fought； And had no help of anger； they were
parted By gentlemen at hand。 QUEEN。 I am very glad on't。 IMOGEN。
Your son's my father's friend； he takes his part To draw upon an exile！ O
brave sir！ I would they were in Afric both together； Myself by with a
needle； that I might prick The goer…back。 Why came you from your master？
PISANIO。 On his command。 He would not suffer me To bring him to the
haven； left these notes Of what commands I should be subject to； When't
pleas'd you to employ me。 QUEEN。 This hath been Your faithful servant。 I
dare lay mine honour He will remain so。 PISANIO。 I humbly thank your
Highness。 QUEEN。 Pray walk awhile。 IMOGEN。 About some half…hour
hence； Pray you speak with me。 You shall at least Go see my lord aboard。
For this time leave me。 Exeunt
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SCENE II。 Britain。 A public place
Enter CLOTEN and two LORDS
FIRST LORD。 Sir； I would advise you to shift a shirt； the violence of
action hath made you reek as a sacrifice。 Where air comes out； air comes
in； there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vent。 CLOTEN。 If my
shirt were bloody； then to shift it。 Have I hurt him？ SECOND LORD。
＇Aside＇ No； faith； not so much as his patience。 FIRST LORD。 Hurt him！
His body's a passable carcass if he be not hurt。 It is a throughfare for steel
if it be not hurt。 SECOND LORD。 ＇Aside＇ His steel was in debt； it went o'
th' back side the town。 CLOTEN。 The villain would not stand me。
SECOND LORD。 ＇Aside＇ No； but he fled forward still； toward your face。
FIRST LORD。 Stand you？ You have land enough of your own； but he
added to your having； gave you some ground。 SECOND LORD。 ＇Aside＇
As many inches as you have oceans。 Puppies！ CLOTEN。 I would they had
not come between us。 SECOND LORD。 ＇Aside＇ So would I； till you had
measur'd how long a fool you were upon the ground。 CLOTEN。 And that
she should love this fellow； and refuse me！ SECOND LORD。 ＇Aside＇ If it
be a sin to make a true election； she is damn'd。 FIRST LORD。 Sir； as I told
you always； her beauty and her brain go not together； she's a good sign；
but I have seen small reflection of her wit。 SECOND LORD。 ＇Aside＇ She
shines not upon fools； lest the reflection should hurt her。 CLOTEN。 Come；
I'll to my chamber。 Would there had been some hurt done！ SECOND
LORD。 ＇Aside＇ I wish not so； unless it had been the fall of an ass； which is
no great hurt。 CLOTEN。 You'll go with us？ FIRST LORD。 I'll attend your
lordship。 CLOTEN。 Nay； come； let's go together。 SECOND LORD。 Well；
my lord。 Exeunt
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SCENE III。 Britain。 CYMBELINE'S palace
Enter IMOGEN and PISANIO
IMOGEN。 I would thou grew'st unto the shores o' th' haven； And
questioned'st every sail； if he should write； And I not have it； 'twere a
paper lost； As offer'd mercy is。 What was the last That he spake to thee？
PISANIO。 It was： his queen； his queen！ IMOGEN。 Then wav'd his
handkerchief？ PISANIO。 And kiss'd it； madam。 IMOGEN。 Senseless linen；
happier therein than I！ And that was all？ PISANIO。 No； madam； for so
long As he could make me with his eye； or care Distinguish him from
others； he did keep The deck； with glove； or hat； or handkerchief； Still
waving； as the fits and stirs of's mind Could best express how slow his
soul sail'd on； How swift his ship。 IMOGEN。 Thou shouldst have made
him As little as a crow； or less； ere left To after…eye him。 PISANIO。
Madam； so I did。 IMOGEN。 I would have broke mine eyestrings； crack'd
them but To look upon him； till the diminution Of space had pointed him
sharp as my needle； Nay； followed him till he had melted from The
smallness of a gnat to air； and then Have turn'd mine eye and wept。 But；
good Pisanio； When shall we hear from him？ PISANIO。 Be assur'd；
madam； With his next vantage。 IMOGEN。 I did not take my leave of him；
but had Most pretty things to say。 Ere I could tell him How I would think
on him at certain hours Such thoughts and such； or I could make him
swear The shes of Italy should not betray Mine interest and his honour； or
have charg'd him； At the sixth hour of morn； at noon； at midnight； T'
encounter me with orisons； for then I am in heaven for him； or ere I could
Give him that parting kiss which I had set Betwixt two charming words；
comes in my father； And like the tyrannous breathing of the north Shakes
all our buds from growing。
Enter a LADY
LADY。 The Queen； madam； Desires your Highness' company。
IMOGEN。 Those things I bid you do； get them dispatch'd。 I will attend the
Queen。 PISANIO。 Madam； I shall。 Exeunt
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SCENE IV。 Rome。 PHILARIO'S house
Enter PHILARIO； IACHIMO； a FRENCHMAN； a DUTCHMAN； and
a SPANIARD
IACHIMO。 Believe it； sir； I have seen him in Britain。 He was then of
a crescent note； expected to prove so worthy as since he hath been allowed
the name of。 But I could then have look'd on him without the help of
admiration； though the catalogue of his endowments had been tabled by
his side； and I to peruse him by items。 PHILARIO。 You speak of him when
he was less furnish'd than now he is with that which makes him both
without and within。 FRENCHMAN。 I have seen him in France； we had
very many there could behold the sun with as firm eyes as he。 IACHIMO。
This matter of marrying his king's daughter； wherein he must be weighed
rather by her value than his own； words him； I doubt not； a great deal from
the matter。 FRENCHMAN。 And then his banishment。 IACHIMO。 Ay； and
the approbation of those that weep this lamentable divorce under her
colours are wonderfully to extend him； be it but to fortify her judgment；
which else an easy battery might lay flat； for taking a beggar； without less
quality。 But how comes it he is to sojourn with you？ How creeps
acquaintance？ PHILARIO。 His father and I were soldiers together； to
whom I have been often bound for no less than my life。
Enter POSTHUMUS
Here comes the Briton。 Let him be so entertained amongst you as
suits with gentlemen of your knowing to a stranger of his quality。 I
beseech you all be better known to this gentleman； whom I commend to
you as a noble friend of mine。 How worthy he is I will leave to appear
hereafter； rather than story him in his own hearing。 FRENCHMAN。 Sir；
we have known together in Orleans。 POSTHUMUS。 Since when I have
been debtor to you for courtesies； which I will be ever to pay and yet pay
still。 FRENCHMAN。 Sir； you o'errate my poor kindness。 I was glad I did
atone my countryman and you； it had been pity you should have been put
together with so mortal a purpose as then each bore； upon importance of
so slight and trivial a nature。 POSTHUMUS。 By your pardon； sir。 I was
then a young traveller； rather shunn'd to go even with what I heard than in
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my every action to be guided by others' experiences； but upon my mended
judgment… if I offend not to say it is mended… my quarrel was not
altogether slight。 FRENCHMAN。 Faith； yes； to be put to the arbitrement
of swords； and by such two that would by all likelihood have confounded
one the other or have fall'n both。 IACHIMO。 Can we； with manners； ask
what was the difference？ FRENCHMAN。 Safely； I think。 'Twas a
contention in public； which may； without contradiction； suffer the report。 It
was much like an argument that fell out last night； where each of us fell in
praise of our country mistresses； this gentleman at that time vouching… and
upon warrant of bloody affirmation… his to be more fair； virtuous； wise；
chaste； constant； qualified； and less attemptable； than any the rarest of our
ladies in France。 IACHIMO。 That lady is not now living； or this
gentleman's opinion； by this； worn out。 POSTHUMUS。 She holds her
virtue still； and I my mind。 IACHIMO。 You must not so far prefer her fore
ours of Italy。 POSTHUMUS。 Being so far provok'd as I was in France； I
would abate her nothing； though I profess myself her adorer； not her friend。
IACHIMO。 As fair and as good… a kind of hand…in…hand comparison… had
been something too fair and too good for any lady in Britain。 If she went
before others I have seen as that diamond of yours outlustres 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。 POSTHUMUS。 I prais'd
her as I rated her。 So do I my stone。 IACHIMO。 What do you esteem it at？
POSTHUMUS。 More than the world enjoys。 IACHIMO。 Either your
unparagon'd mistress is dead； or she's outpriz'd by a trifle。 POSTHUMUS。
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。 IACHIMO。 Which the gods have given
you？ POSTHUMUS。 Which by their graces I will keep。 IACHIMO。 You
may wear her in title yours； but you know strange fowl light upon
neighbouring ponds。 Your ring may be stol'n too。 So your brace of
unprizable estimations； the one is but frail and the other casual； a cunning
thief； or a that…way…accomplish'd courtier； would hazard the winning both
of first and last。 POSTHUMUS。 Your Italy contains none so accomplish'd
a courtier to convince the honour of my mistress； if in the holding or loss
