This youth, howe'er distress'd, appears, he hath had

Good ancestors.

Arv.

How angel-like he sings!

Gui. But his neat cookery! He cut our roots in

characters;

And sauc'd our broths, as Juno had been sick,
And he her dieter.

A smiling with a sigh as if the sigh

Was that it was, for not being such a smile;
The smile mocking the sigh, that it would fly
From so divine a temple, to commix

With winds that sailors rail at.

Gui.

Í do note,

That grief and patience, rooted in him both,
Mingle their spurs' together.

Arv.

Grow, patience!

And let the stinking elder, grief, untwine

His perishing root, with the increasing vine!

. Bel. It is great morning. Come; away.-Who's

there?

Enter CLOTEN.

Clo. I cannot find those runagates; that villain

VOL. IX.

* Spurs are the roots of trees.

H

Hath mock'd me :-I am faint.

Bel.

Those runagates!

Means he not us? I partly know him; 'tis
Cloten, the son o'the queen. I fear some ambush.
I saw him not these many years, and yet

I know 'tis he:We are held as outlaws:-Hence.
Gui. He is but one: You and my brother search
What companies are near: pray you, away;
Let me alone with him.

Clo.

[Exeunt BELARIUS and ARVIRAgus.
Soft! What are you

That fly me thus? some villain mountaineers ?
I have heard of such.-What slave art thou?

Gui.

More slavish did I ne'er, than answering
A slave, without a knock.

Clo.

A thing

Thou art a robber,

A law-breaker, a villain: Yield thee, thief.:

Gui. To who? to thee? What art thou? Have

not I

An arm as big as thine? a heart as big?

Thy words, I grant, are bigger; for I wear not
My dagger in my mouth. Say, what thou art;
Why I should yield to thee?

Clo.

Thou villain base,

Know'st me not by my clothes?

Gui.

No, nor thy tailor, rascal,

Who is thy grandfather; he made those clothes,

Which, as it seems, make thee,

Clo.

Thou precious varlet,

My tailor made them not,

Gui.

Hence then, and thank

The man that gave them thee: Thou art some fool; I am loath to beat thee.

Clo. Cloten, thou villain.*

Gui. Cloten, thou double villain, be thy name,

I cannot tremble at it; were't toad, or adder, spider, "Twould move me sooner.

Clo.

To thy further fear,

Nay, to thy mere confusion, thou shalt know

Gui. Those that I reverence, those I fear; the

wise :

At fools I laugh, not fear them.

Die the death:

Clo.
When I have slain thee with my proper hand,
I'll follow those that even now fled hence,

And on the gates of Lud's town set your heads:
Yield, rustick mountaineer.

[Exeunt, fighting.

Enter BELARIUS and ARVIRAGUS.

Bel. No company's abroad.

Aro. None in the world: You did mistake him, sure. Bel. I cannot tell: Long is it since I saw him, But time hath nothing blurr'd those lines of favour Which then he wore; the snatches in his voice,

2 Countenance.

1

And burst of speaking, were as his: I am absolute,

Twas very Cloten.

Aro.

In this place we left them:

I wish my brother make good time with him,

You say he is so fell.

Bel.
Being scarce made up,
I mean, to man, he had not apprehension
Of roaring terrors; for the effect of judgment
Is oft the cause of fear: But see, thy brother.

Re-enter GUIDERIUS, with CLOTEN's Head.
Gui. This Cloten was a fool; an empty purse,
There was no money in't: not Hercules

Could have knock'd out his brains, for he had none :
Yet I not doing this, the fool had borne

My head, as I do his.

Bel.

Gui. I am perfect,

head,

What hast thou done?

what: cut off one Cloten's

Son to the queen, after his own report;

Who call'd me traitor, mountaineer; and swore,
With his own single hand he'd take us in,4

Displace our heads, where (thank the gods!) they

grow,

And set them on Lud's town.

Bel.

We are all undone.

Gui. Why, worthy father, what have we to lose,
But, that he swore, to take our lives? The law
Protects not us: Then why should we be tender,
To let an arrogant piece of flesh threat us;
Play judge, and executioner, all himself;

3 I am well-informed what.

4 Conquer, subdue.

For we do fear the law? What company
Discover you abroad?

Bel.

No single soul

Can we set eye on, but, in all safe reason,

He must have some attendants. Though his humour
Was nothing but mutation; ay, and that

From one bad thing to worse; not frenzy, not
Absolute madness could so far have rav'd,

To bring him here alone: Although, perhaps,

It

may be heard at court, that such as we Cave here, hunt here, are outlaws, and in time May make some stronger head: the which he hearing, (As it is like him,) might break out, and swear He'd fetch us in; yet is't not probable

To come alone, either he so undertaking,

Or they so suffering: then on good ground we fear, If we do fear this body hath a tail

More perilous than the head.

Let ordinance

Aro.
Come as the gods foresay it: howsoe'er,

My brother hath done well.

Bel.

I had no mind

To hunt this day: the boy Fidele's sickness

Did make my way long forth.?

With his own sword,

Gui. Which he did wave against my throat, I have ta'en His head from him: I'll throw't into the creek

Behind our rock; and let it to the sea,

And tell the fishes, he's the queen's son, Cloten:
That's all I reck.8

5 For, for because.

[Exit.

Change, alteration. 7 Did make my walk tedious. Care.