Cymbeline

1 Enter Cloten and the two Lords.
2 CLOTEN.
3 Was there ever man had such luck! When I kiss’d the jack, upon an
4 upcast to be hit away! I had a hundred pound on’t; and then a whoreson
5 jackanapes must take me up for swearing, as if I borrowed mine oaths of
6 him, and might not spend them at my pleasure.
7 FIRST LORD.
8 What got he by that? You have broke his pate with your bowl.
9 SECOND LORD.
10 [_Aside._] If his wit had been like him that broke it, it would have
11 run all out.
12 CLOTEN.
13 When a gentleman is dispos’d to swear, it is not for any standers-by to
14 curtail his oaths. Ha?
15 SECOND LORD.
16 No, my lord; [_Aside._] nor crop the ears of them.
17 CLOTEN.
18 Whoreson dog! I gave him satisfaction. Would he had been one of my
19 rank!
20 SECOND LORD.
21 [_Aside._] To have smell’d like a fool.
22 CLOTEN.
23 I am not vex’d more at anything in th’ earth. A pox on’t! I had rather
24 not be so noble as I am; they dare not fight with me, because of the
25 Queen my mother. Every jackslave hath his bellyful of fighting, and I
26 must go up and down like a cock that nobody can match.
27 SECOND LORD.
28 [_Aside._] You are cock and capon too; and you crow, cock, with your
29 comb on.
30 CLOTEN.
31 Sayest thou?
32 SECOND LORD.
33 It is not fit your lordship should undertake every companion that you
34 give offence to.
35 CLOTEN.
36 No, I know that; but it is fit I should commit offence to my inferiors.
37 SECOND LORD.
38 Ay, it is fit for your lordship only.
39 CLOTEN.
40 Why, so I say.
41 FIRST LORD.
42 Did you hear of a stranger that’s come to court tonight?
43 CLOTEN.
44 A stranger, and I not known on’t?
45 SECOND LORD.
46 [_Aside._] He’s a strange fellow himself, and knows it not.
47 FIRST LORD.
48 There’s an Italian come, and, ’tis thought, one of Leonatus’ friends.
49 CLOTEN.
50 Leonatus? A banish’d rascal; and he’s another, whatsoever he be. Who
51 told you of this stranger?
52 FIRST LORD.
53 One of your lordship’s pages.
54 CLOTEN.
55 Is it fit I went to look upon him? Is there no derogation in’t?
56 SECOND LORD.
57 You cannot derogate, my lord.
58 CLOTEN.
59 Not easily, I think.
60 SECOND LORD.
61 [_Aside._] You are a fool granted; therefore your issues, being
62 foolish, do not derogate.
63 CLOTEN.
64 Come, I’ll go see this Italian. What I have lost today at bowls I’ll
65 win tonight of him. Come, go.
66 SECOND LORD.
67 I’ll attend your lordship.
68 [_Exeunt Cloten and First Lord._]
69 That such a crafty devil as is his mother
70 Should yield the world this ass! A woman that
71 Bears all down with her brain; and this her son
72 Cannot take two from twenty, for his heart,
73 And leave eighteen. Alas, poor princess,
74 Thou divine Imogen, what thou endur’st,
75 Betwixt a father by thy step-dame govern’d,
76 A mother hourly coining plots, a wooer
77 More hateful than the foul expulsion is
78 Of thy dear husband, than that horrid act
79 Of the divorce he’d make! The heavens hold firm
80 The walls of thy dear honour, keep unshak’d
81 That temple, thy fair mind, that thou mayst stand
82 T’ enjoy thy banish’d lord and this great land!
83 [_Exit._]