CYMBELINE. Уильям Шекспир

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      SCENE I.

       Enter Clotten, and the two Lords.

       Clot. Was there euer man had such lucke? when I kist the Iacke vpon an vp-cast, to be hit away? I had a hundred pound on’t: and then a whorson Iacke-an-Apes, must take me vp for swearing, as if I borrowed mine oathes of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure

       1. What got he by that? you haue broke his pate

       with your Bowle

       2. If his wit had bin like him that broke it: it would

       haue run all out

       Clot. When a Gentleman is dispos’d to sweare: it is

       not for any standers by to curtall his oathes. Ha?

       2. No my Lord; nor crop the eares of them

       Clot. Whorson dog: I gaue him satisfaction? would

       he had bin one of my Ranke

       2. To haue smell’d like a Foole

       Clot. I am not vext more at any thing in th’ earth: a pox on’t I had rather not be so Noble as I am: they dare not fight with me, because of the Queene my Mother: euery Iacke-Slaue hath his belly full of Fighting, and I must go vp and downe like a Cock, that no body can match

       2. You are Cocke and Capon too, and you crow

       Cock, with your combe on

       Clot. Sayest thou?

       2. It is not fit your Lordship should vndertake euery

       Companion, that you giue offence too

       Clot. No, I know that: but it is fit I should commit

       offence to my inferiors

       2. I, it is fit for your Lordship onely

       Clot. Why so I say

       1. Did you heere of a Stranger that’s come to Court

       night?

       Clot. A Stranger, and I not know on’t?

       2. He’s a strange Fellow himselfe, and knowes it not

       1. There’s an Italian come, and ‘tis thought one of

       Leonatus Friends

       Clot. Leonatus? A banisht Rascall; and he’s another,

       whatsoeuer he be. Who told you of this Stranger?

       1. One of your Lordships Pages

       Clot. Is it fit I went to looke vpon him? Is there no

       derogation in’t?

       2. You cannot derogate my Lord

       Clot. Not easily I thinke

       2. You are a Foole graunted, therefore your Issues

       being foolish do not derogate

       Clot. Come, Ile go see this Italian: what I haue lost

       to day at Bowles, Ile winne to night of him. Come: go

       2. Ile attend your Lordship.

       Enter.

       That such a craftie Diuell as is his Mother

       Should yeild the world this Asse: A woman, that

       Beares all downe with her Braine, and this her Sonne,

       Cannot take two from twenty for his heart,

       And leaue eighteene. Alas poore Princesse,

       Thou diuine Imogen, what thou endur’st,

       Betwixt a Father by thy Stepdame gouern’d,

       A Mother hourely coyning plots: A Wooer,

       More hatefull then the foule expulsion is

       Of thy deere Husband. Then that horrid Act

       Of the diuorce, heel’d make the Heauens hold firme

       The walls of thy deere Honour. Keepe vnshak’d

       That Temple thy faire mind, that thou maist stand

       T’ enioy thy banish’d Lord: and this great Land.

       Exeunt.