cymbeline(辛白林)-第3章
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a courtier to convince the honour of my mistress； if in the holding or loss
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of that you term her frail。 I do nothing doubt you have store of thieves；
notwithstanding； I fear not my ring。 PHILARIO。 Let us leave here；
gentlemen。 POSTHUMUS。 Sir； with all my heart。 This worthy signior； I
thank him； makes no stranger of me； we are familiar at first。 IACHIMO。
With five times so much conversation I should get ground of your fair
mistress； make her go back even to the yielding； had I admittance and
opportunity to friend。 POSTHUMUS。 No； no。 IACHIMO。 I dare
thereupon pawn the moiety of my estate to your ring； which； in my
opinion； o'ervalues it something。 But I make my wager rather against your
confidence than her reputation； and； to bar your offence herein too； I durst
attempt it against any lady in the world。 POSTHUMUS。 You are a great
deal abus'd in too bold a persuasion； and I doubt not you sustain what y'are
worthy of by your attempt。 IACHIMO。 What's that？ POSTHUMUS。 A
repulse； though your attempt； as you call it； deserve more… a punishment
too。 PHILARIO。 Gentlemen； enough of this。 It came in too suddenly； let it
die as it was born； and I pray you be better acquainted。 IACHIMO。 Would
I had put my estate and my neighbour's on th' approbation of what I have
spoke！ POSTHUMUS。 What lady would you choose to assail？ IACHIMO。
Yours； whom in constancy you think stands so safe。 I will lay you ten
thousand ducats to your ring that； commend me to the court where your
lady is； with no more advantage than the opportunity of a second
conference； and I will bring from thence that honour of hers which you
imagine so reserv'd。 POSTHUMUS。 I will wage against your gold； gold to
it。 My ring I hold dear as my finger； 'tis part of it。 IACHIMO。 You are a
friend； and therein the wiser。 If you buy ladies' flesh at a million a dram；
you cannot preserve it from tainting。 But I see you have some religion in
you； that you fear。 POSTHUMUS。 This is but a custom in your tongue；
you bear a graver purpose； I hope。 IACHIMO。 I am the master of my
speeches； and would undergo what's spoken； I swear。 POSTHUMUS。 Will
you？ I Shall but lend my diamond till your return。 Let there be covenants
drawn between's。 My mistress exceeds in goodness the hugeness of your
unworthy thinking。 I dare you to this match： here's my ring。 PHILARIO。 I
will have it no lay。 IACHIMO。 By the gods； it is one。 If I bring you no
sufficient testimony that I have enjoy'd the dearest bodily part of your
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mistress； my ten thousand ducats are yours； so is your diamond too。 If I
come off； and leave her in such honour as you have trust in； she your jewel；
this your jewel； and my gold are yours… provided I have your
commendation for my more free entertainment。 POSTHUMUS。 I embrace
these conditions； let us have articles betwixt us。 Only； thus far you shall
answer： if you make your voyage upon her； and give me directly to
understand you have prevail'd； I am no further your enemy… she is not
worth our debate； if she remain unseduc'd； you not making it appear
otherwise； for your ill opinion and th' assault you have made to her
chastity you shall answer me with your sword。 IACHIMO。 Your hand… a
covenant！ We will have these things set down by lawful counsel； and
straight away for Britain； lest the bargain should catch cold and starve。 I
will fetch my gold and have our two wagers recorded。 POSTHUMUS。
Agreed。 Exeunt POSTHUMUS and IACHIMO FRENCHMAN。 Will this
hold； think you？ PHILARIO。 Signior Iachimo will not from it。 Pray let us
follow 'em。 Exeunt
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SCENE V。 Britain。 CYMBELINE'S palace
Enter QUEEN； LADIES； and CORNELIUS
QUEEN。 Whiles yet the dew's on ground； gather those flowers； Make
haste； who has the note of them？ LADY。 I； madam。 QUEEN。 Dispatch。
Exeunt LADIES Now； Master Doctor； have you brought those drugs？
CORNELIUS。 Pleaseth your Highness； ay。 Here they are； madam。
＇Presenting a box＇ But I beseech your Grace； without offence… My
conscience bids me ask… wherefore you have Commanded of me these
most poisonous compounds Which are the movers of a languishing death；
But； though slow； deadly？ QUEEN。 I wonder； Doctor； Thou ask'st me such
a question。 Have I not been Thy pupil long？ Hast thou not learn'd me how
To make perfumes？ distil？ preserve？ yea； so That our great king himself
doth woo me oft For my confections？ Having thus far proceeded… Unless
thou think'st me devilish… is't not meet That I did amplify my judgment in
Other conclusions？ I will try the forces Of these thy compounds on such
creatures as We count not worth the hanging… but none human… To try the
vigour of them； and apply Allayments to their act； and by them gather
Their several virtues and effects。 CORNELIUS。 Your Highness Shall from
this practice but make hard your heart； Besides； the seeing these effects
will be Both noisome and infectious。 QUEEN。 O； content thee。
Enter PISANIO
＇Aside＇ Here comes a flattering rascal； upon him Will I first work。
He's for his master； An enemy to my son。… How now； Pisanio！ Doctor；
your service for this time is ended； Take your own way。 CORNELIUS。
＇Aside＇ I do suspect you； madam； But you shall do no harm。 QUEEN。 ＇To
PISANIO＇ Hark thee； a word。 CORNELIUS。 ＇Aside＇ I do not like her。 She
doth think she has Strange ling'ring poisons。 I do know her spirit； And will
not trust one of her malice with A drug of such damn'd nature。 Those she
has Will stupefy and dull the sense awhile； Which first perchance she'll
prove on cats and dogs； Then afterward up higher； but there is No danger
in what show of death it makes； More than the locking up the spirits a time；
To be more fresh； reviving。 She is fool'd With a most false effect； and I the
truer So to be false with her。 QUEEN。 No further service； Doctor； Until I
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send for thee。 CORNELIUS。 I humbly take my leave。 Exit
QUEEN。 Weeps she still； say'st thou？ Dost thou think in time She
will not quench； and let instructions enter Where folly now possesses？ Do
thou work。 When thou shalt bring me word she loves my son； I'll tell thee
on the instant thou art then As great as is thy master； greater； for His
fortunes all lie speechless； and his name Is at last gasp。 Return he cannot；
nor Continue where he is。 To shift his being Is to exchange one misery
with another； And every day that comes comes to A day's work in him。
What shalt thou expect To be depender on a thing that leans； Who cannot
be new built； nor has no friends So much as but to prop him？ ＇The
QUEEN drops the box。 PISANIO takes it up＇ Thou tak'st up Thou know'st
not what； but take it for thy labour。 It is a thing I made； which hath the
King Five times redeem'd from death。 I do not know What is more cordial。
Nay； I prithee take it； It is an earnest of a further good That I mean to thee。
Tell thy mistress how The case stands with her； do't as from thyself。 Think
what a chance thou changest on； but think Thou hast thy mistress still； to
boot； my son； Who shall take notice of thee。 I'll move the King To any
shape of thy preferment； such As thou'lt desire； and then myself； I chiefly；
That set thee on to this desert； am bound To load thy merit richly。 Call my
women。 Think on my words。 Exit PISANIO A sly and constant knave； Not
to be shak'd； the agent for his master； And the remembrancer of her to hold
The hand…fast to her lord。 I have given him that Which； if he take； shall
quite unpeople her Of leigers for her sweet； and which she after； Except
she bend her humour； shall be assur'd To taste of too。
Re…enter PISANIO and LADIES
So； so。 Well done； well done。 The violets； cowslips； and the primroses；
Bear to my closet。 Fare thee well； Pisanio； Think on my words。 Exeunt
QUEEN and LADIES PISANIO。 And shall do。 But when to my good lord
I prove untrue I'll choke myself… there's all I'll do for you。 Exit
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SCENE VI。 Britain。 The palace
Enter IMOGEN alone
IMOGEN。 A father cruel and a step…dame false； A foolish suitor to a
wedded lady That hath her husband banish'd。 O； that husband！ My
supreme crown of grief！ and those repeated Vexations of it！ Had I been
thief…stol'n； As my two brothers； happy！ but most miserable Is the desire
that's glorious。 Blessed be those； How mean soe'er； that have their honest
wills； Which seasons comfort。 Who may this be？ Fie！
Enter PISANIO and IACHIMO
PISANIO。 Madam； a noble gentleman of Rome Comes from my lord
with letters。 IACHIMO。 Change you； madam？ The worthy Leonatus is in
safety； And greets your Highness dearly。 ＇Presents a letter＇
IMOGEN。 Thanks； good sir。 You're kindly welcome。 IACHIMO。
＇Aside＇ All of her that is out of door most rich！ If she be furnish'd with a
mind so rare； She is alone th' Arabian bird； and I Have lost the wager。
Boldness be my friend！ Arm me； audacity； from head to foot！ Or； like the
Parthian； I shall flying fight； Rather； directly fly。 IMOGEN。 ＇Reads＇ 'He is
one of the noblest note； to whose kindnesses I am most infinitely tied。
Reflect upon him accordingly； as you value your trust。 LEONATUS。'
So far I read aloud； But even the very middle of my heart Is warm'd
by th' rest and takes it thankfully。 You are as welcome； worthy sir； as I
Have words
