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Название: The Complete Works of William Shakespeare

Автор: Уильям Шекспир

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СКАЧАТЬ I thinke the Ecchoes of his shames have dea’ft

       The eares of heav’nly Iustice: widdows cryes

       Descend againe into their throates, and have not

       [enter Valerius.]

       Due audience of the Gods.—Valerius!

       VALERIUS.

       The King cals for you; yet be leaden footed,

       Till his great rage be off him. Phebus, when

       He broke his whipstocke and exclaimd against

       The Horses of the Sun, but whisperd too

       The lowdenesse of his Fury.

       PALAMON.

       Small windes shake him:

       But whats the matter?

       VALERIUS.

       Theseus (who where he threates appals,) hath sent

       Deadly defyance to him, and pronounces

       Ruine to Thebs; who is at hand to seale

       The promise of his wrath.

       ARCITE.

       Let him approach;

       But that we feare the Gods in him, he brings not

       A jot of terrour to us; Yet what man

       Thirds his owne worth (the case is each of ours)

       When that his actions dregd with minde assurd

       Tis bad he goes about?

       PALAMON.

       Leave that unreasond.

       Our services stand now for Thebs, not Creon,

       Yet to be neutrall to him were dishonour;

       Rebellious to oppose: therefore we must

       With him stand to the mercy of our Fate,

       Who hath bounded our last minute.

       ARCITE.

       So we must.

       Ist sed this warres a foote? or it shall be,

       On faile of some condition?

       VALERIUS.

       Tis in motion

       The intelligence of state came in the instant

       With the defier.

       PALAMON.

       Lets to the king, who, were he

       A quarter carrier of that honour which

       His Enemy come in, the blood we venture

       Should be as for our health, which were not spent,

       Rather laide out for purchase: but, alas,

       Our hands advanc’d before our hearts, what will

       The fall o’th stroke doe damage?

       ARCITE.

       Let th’event,

       That never erring Arbitratour, tell us

       When we know all our selves, and let us follow

       The becking of our chance. [Exeunt.]

      Scaena 3. (Before the gates of Athens.)

       [Enter Pirithous, Hipolita, Emilia.]

       PERITHOUS.

       No further.

       HIPPOLITA.

       Sir, farewell; repeat my wishes

       To our great Lord, of whose succes I dare not

       Make any timerous question; yet I wish him

       Exces and overflow of power, and’t might be,

       To dure ill-dealing fortune: speede to him,

       Store never hurtes good Gouernours.

       PERITHOUS.

       Though I know

       His Ocean needes not my poore drops, yet they

       Must yeild their tribute there. My precious Maide,

       Those best affections, that the heavens infuse

       In their best temperd peices, keepe enthroand

       In your deare heart.

       EMILIA.

       Thanckes, Sir. Remember me

       To our all royall Brother, for whose speede

       The great Bellona ile sollicite; and

       Since in our terrene State petitions are not

       Without giftes understood, Ile offer to her

       What I shall be advised she likes: our hearts

       Are in his Army, in his Tent.

       HIPPOLITA.

       In’s bosome:

       We have bin Soldiers, and wee cannot weepe

       When our Friends don their helmes, or put to sea,

       Or tell of Babes broachd on the Launce, or women

       That have sod their Infants in (and after eate them)

       The brine, they wept at killing ‘em; Then if

       You stay to see of us such Spincsters, we

       Should hold you here for ever.

       PERITHOUS.

       Peace be to you,

       As I pursue this war, which shall be then

       Beyond further requiring. [Exit Pir.]

       EMILIA.

       How his longing

       Followes his Friend! since his depart, his sportes

       Though craving seriousnes, and skill, past slightly

       His careles execution, where nor gaine

       Made him regard, or losse consider; СКАЧАТЬ