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Safe may'st thou wander, safe return again! [Aside,
Sir, as I think. Clo. It is Posthumus' hand; I know't.-Sirrah, if thou would'st not be a villain, but do me true service ; undergo those employments, wherein I should have cause to use thee, with a serious industry, that is, what villainy soe'er I bid thee do, to perform it, directly and truly,- I would think thee an honest man: thou shouldest neither want my means for thy relief, nor my voice for thy preferment.
Pis. Well, my good lord.
Clo. Wilt thou serve me? For since patiently and constantly thou hast stuck to the bare fortune of that beggar Posthumus, thou canst not in the course of gratitude but be a diligent follower of mine. Wilt thou serve me?
Pis. Sir, I will.
Clo. Give me thy hand, here's my purse. Hast any of thy late master's garments in thy possession?
Pis. I have, my lord, at my lodging, the same suit he wore when he took leave of my lady and mistress.
Clo. The first service thou dost me, fetch that suit hither: let it be thy first service ; go. Pis. I shall, my lord,
[Erit. Clo. Meet thee at Milford-Hayen :-I forgot to ask him one thing ; I'll remember't anòn :--Even there thou villain, Posthumus, will I kill thee.--I would these garments were come. She said upon a time, (the bitterness of it I now belch from my heart,) that she held the very garment of Posthumus in more respect than my noble and natural person, together
with the adornment of my qualities. With that suit upon my back, will I ravish her: First kill him, and in her eyes ; there shall she see my valour, which will then be a torment to her contempt. He on the ground, my speech of insultment ended on his dead body,--and when my lust hath dined, (which, as I say, to vex her, I will execute in the clothes that she so praised,) to the court I'll knock her back, foot her home again. She hath despised me rejoicingly, and I'll be merry in my revenge.
Re-enter PISANIO, with the Clothes. Be those the garments ?
Pis. Ay, my noble lord.
Clo. How long is't since she went to MilfordHaven?
Pis. She can scarce be there yet.
Clo. Bring this apparel to my chamber; that is the second thing that I have commanded thee: the third is, that thou shalt be a voluntary mute to my design. Be but duteous, and true preferment shall tender itself to thee.--My revenge is now at Milford; 'Would I had wings to follow it!--Come, and be true.
Before the Cave of Belarius.
Enter Imogen, in Boy's Clothes,
That have afflictions on them; knowing 'tis
Enter BELARIUS, GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS.
Bel. You, Polydore, have prov'd best woodman, and Are master of the feast: Cadwal, and I, Will play the cook and servant ; 'tis our match : 2 The sweat of industry would dry, and die, But for the end it works to. Come; our stomachs Will make what's homely, savoury : Weariness Can snore upon the fint, when restive sloth Finds the down pillow hard.-Now, peace be here, Poor house, that keep'st thyself ! Gui.
I am throughly weary. Aru. I am weak with toil, yet strong in appetite. Gui. There is cold meat i'the
we'll browze on that, Whilst what we have kill'd be cook'd. Bcl.
Stay ; come not in :
(Looking in. ut that it eats our victuals, I should think Here were a fairy. Gui.
What's the matter, sir?
Imo. Good masters, harm me not : Before I enter'd here, I call'd; and thought To have begg'd, or bought, what I have took : Good
I have stolen nought; nor would not, though I had
I see, you are angry:
for fault, I should
What is your name?
Pr’ythee, fair youth, Think us no churls; nor measure our good minds By this rude place we live in. Well encounter'd! 'Tis almost night: you shall have better cheer Ere you depart; and thanks, to stay and eat it.Boys, bid him welcome. Gui.
Were you a woman, youth, I should' woo hard, but be your groom.-In honesty, I bid for you, as I'd buy. Aro.
I'll make't my comfort, He is a man; I'll love him as my brother :
3 In, for into.