Cymbeline by William Shakespeare






Act 1 - Scene 3



A room in Cymbeline’s palace.



Imogen : I would thou grew'st unto the shores o' the haven, [p]And question'dst
every sail: if he should write [p]And not have it, 'twere a paper
lost, [p]As offer'd mercy is. What was the last [p]That he spake to
thee?

Pisanio : It was his queen, his queen!

Imogen : Then waved his handkerchief?

Pisanio : And kiss'd it, madam.

Imogen : Senseless Linen! happier therein than I! [p]And that was all?

Pisanio : No, madam; for so long [p]As he could make me with this eye or
ear [p]Distinguish him from others, he did keep [p]The deck, with
glove, or hat, or handkerchief, [p]Still waving, as the fits and stirs
of 's mind [p]Could best express how slow his soul sail'd on, [p]How
swift his ship.

Imogen : Thou shouldst have made him [p]As little as a crow, or less, ere
left [p]To after-eye him.

Pisanio : Madam, so I did.

Imogen : I would have broke mine eye-strings; crack'd them, but [p]To look upon
him, till the diminution [p]Of space had pointed him sharp as my
needle, [p]Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from [p]The smallness
of a gnat to air, and then [p]Have turn'd mine eye and wept. But, good
Pisanio, [p]When shall we hear from him?

Pisanio : Be assured, madam, [p]With his next vantage.

Imogen : I did not take my leave of him, but had [p]Most pretty things to say:
ere I could tell him [p]How I would think on him at certain
hours [p]Such thoughts and such, or I could make him swear [p]The shes
of Italy should not betray [p]Mine interest and his honour, or have
charged him, [p]At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight, [p]To
encounter me with orisons, for then [p]I am in heaven for him; or ere
I could [p]Give him that parting kiss which I had set [p]Betwixt two
charming words, comes in my father [p]And like the tyrannous breathing
of the north [p]Shakes all our buds from growing.

Lady : The queen, madam, [p]Desires your highness' company.

Imogen : Those things I bid you do, get them dispatch'd. [p]I will attend the
queen.

Pisanio : Madam, I shall.



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