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Cymbeline: Act II, Scene 1

Cymbeline
Act II, Scene 1

Scene 1

Britain. Before Cymbeline’s palace.

  1. Enter Cloten and the two Lords.

Cloten

1 - 5
  1. Was there ever man had such luck? When I kiss’d the jack
  2. upon an up-cast, to be hit away! I had a hundred pound on’t;
  3. and then a whoreson jack-an-apes must take me up for
  4. swearing, as if I borrow’d mine oaths of him and might not
  5. spend them at my pleasure.

First Lord

6
  1. What got he by that? You have broke his pate with your bowl.

Second Lord

7 - 8
  1. Aside.
  2. If his wit had been like him that broke it, it would have
  3. run all out.

Cloten

9 - 10
  1. When a gentleman is dispos’d to swear, it is not for any
  2. standers-by to curtal his oaths. Ha?

Second Lord

11 - 12
  1. No, my lord;
  2. Aside.
  3.              nor crop the ears of them.

Cloten

13 - 14
  1. Whoreson dog! I gave him satisfaction! Would he had been one
  2. of my rank!

Second Lord

15
  1. Aside.
  2. To have smell’d like a fool.

Cloten

16 - 20
  1. I am not vex’d more at any thing in th’ earth; a pox on’t! I
  2. had rather not be so noble as I am. They dare not fight with
  3. me because of the Queen my mother. Every Jack slave hath his
  4. bellyful of fighting, and I must go up and down like a cock
  5. that nobody can match.

Second Lord

21 - 22
  1. Aside.
  2. You are cock and capon too, and you crow, cock, with your
  3. comb on.

Cloten

23
  1. Sayest thou?

Second Lord

24 - 25
  1. It is not fit your lordship should undertake every companion
  2. that you give offense to.

Cloten

26 - 27
  1. No, I know that; but it is fit I should commit offense to my
  2. inferiors.

Second Lord

28
  1. Ay, it is fit for your lordship only.

Cloten

29
  1. Why, so I say.

First Lord

30
  1. Did you hear of a stranger that’s come to court tonight?

Cloten

31
  1. A stranger, and I not know on’t?

Second Lord

32
  1. Aside.
  2. He’s a strange fellow himself, and knows it not.

First Lord

33 - 34
  1. There’s an Italian come, and ’tis thought one of Leonatus’
  2. friends.

Cloten

35 - 36
  1. Leonatus? A banish’d rascal; and he’s another, whatsoever he
  2. be. Who told you of this stranger?

First Lord

37
  1. One of your lordship’s pages.

Cloten

38 - 39
  1. Is it fit I went to look upon him? Is there no derogation
  2. in’t?

Second Lord

40
  1. You cannot derogate, my lord.

Cloten

41
  1. Not easily, I think.

Second Lord

42 - 43
  1. Aside.
  2. You are a fool granted, therefore your issues, being
  3. foolish, do not derogate.

Cloten

44 - 45
  1. Come, I’ll go see this Italian. What I have lost today at
  2. bowls I’ll win tonight of him. Come; go.

Second Lord

46 - 60
  1. I’ll attend your lordship.
  2. Exeunt Cloten and First Lord.
  3. That such a crafty devil as is his mother
  4. Should yield the world this ass! A woman that
  5. Bears all down with her brain, and this her son
  6. Cannot take two from twenty, for his heart,
  7. And leave eighteen. Alas, poor Princess,
  8. Thou divine Imogen, what thou endur’st,
  9. Betwixt a father by thy step-dame govern’d,
  10. A mother hourly coining plots, a wooer
  11. More hateful than the foul expulsion is
  12. Of thy dear husband, than that horrid act
  13. Of the divorce he’ld make. The heavens hold firm
  14. The walls of thy dear honor; keep unshak’d
  15. That temple, thy fair mind, that thou mayst stand
  16. T’ enjoy thy banish’d lord and this great land!
  1. Exit.
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