Act 1, Scene 5
Britain. A room in Cymbeline's palace.
- [Enter QUEEN, Ladies, and CORNELIUS]
- Queen
- 465 Whiles yet the dew's on ground, gather those flowers;
- 466 Make haste: who has the note of them?
- Lady
- 467 I, madam.
- Queen
- 468 Dispatch.
- [Exeunt Ladies]
- Queen
- 469 Now, master doctor, have you brought those drugs?
- Cornelius
- 470 Pleaseth your highness, ay: here they are, madam:
- [Presenting a small box]
- Cornelius
- 471 But I beseech your grace, without offence,—
- 472 My conscience bids me ask—wherefore you have
- 473 Commanded of me those most poisonous compounds,
- 474 Which are the movers of a languishing death;
- 475 But though slow, deadly?
- Queen
- 476 I wonder, doctor,
- 477 Thou ask'st me such a question. Have I not been
- 478 Thy pupil long? Hast thou not learn'd me how
- 479 To make perfumes? distil? preserve? yea, so
- 480 That our great king himself doth woo me oft
- 481 For my confections? Having thus far proceeded,—
- 482 Unless thou think'st me devilish—is't not meet
- 483 That I did amplify my judgment in
- 484 Other conclusions? I will try the forces
- 485 Of these thy compounds on such creatures as
- 486 We count not worth the hanging, but none human,
- 487 To try the vigour of them and apply
- 488 Allayments to their act, and by them gather
- 489 Their several virtues and effects.
- Cornelius
- 490 Your highness
- 491 Shall from this practise but make hard your heart:
- 492 Besides, the seeing these effects will be
- 493 Both noisome and infectious.
- Queen
- 494 O, content thee.
- [Enter PISANIO]
- [Aside]
- Queen
- 495 Here comes a flattering rascal; upon him
- 496 Will I first work: he's for his master,
- 497 An enemy to my son. How now, Pisanio!
- 498 Doctor, your service for this time is ended;
- 499 Take your own way.
- [Aside]
- Cornelius
- 500 I do suspect you, madam;
- 501 But you shall do no harm.
- [To PISANIO]
- Queen
- 502 Hark thee, a word.
- [Aside]
- Cornelius
- 503 I do not like her. She doth think she has
- 504 Strange lingering poisons: I do know her spirit,
- 505 And will not trust one of her malice with
- 506 A drug of such damn'd nature. Those she has
- 507 Will stupefy and dull the sense awhile;
- 508 Which first, perchance, she'll prove on
- 509 cats and dogs,
- 510 Then afterward up higher: but there is
- 511 No danger in what show of death it makes,
- 512 More than the locking-up the spirits a time,
- 513 To be more fresh, reviving. She is fool'd
- 514 With a most false effect; and I the truer,
- 515 So to be false with her.
- Queen
- 516 No further service, doctor,
- 517 Until I send for thee.
- Cornelius
- 518 I humbly take my leave.
- [Exit]
- Queen
- 519 Weeps she still, say'st thou? Dost thou think in time
- 520 She will not quench and let instructions enter
- 521 Where folly now possesses? Do thou work:
- 522 When thou shalt bring me word she loves my son,
- 523 I'll tell thee on the instant thou art then
- 524 As great as is thy master, greater, for
- 525 His fortunes all lie speechless and his name
- 526 Is at last gasp: return he cannot, nor
- 527 Continue where he is: to shift his being
- 528 Is to exchange one misery with another,
- 529 And every day that comes comes to decay
- 530 A day's work in him. What shalt thou expect,
- 531 To be depender on a thing that leans,
- 532 Who cannot be new built, nor has no friends,
- 533 So much as but to prop him?
- [The QUEEN drops the box: PISANIO takes it up]
- Queen
- 534 Thou takest up
- 535 Thou know'st not what; but take it for thy labour:
- 536 It is a thing I made, which hath the king
- 537 Five times redeem'd from death: I do not know
- 538 What is more cordial. Nay, I prethee, take it;
- 539 It is an earnest of a further good
- 540 That I mean to thee. Tell thy mistress how
- 541 The case stands with her; do't as from thyself.
- 542 Think what a chance thou changest on, but think
- 543 Thou hast thy mistress still, to boot, my son,
- 544 Who shall take notice of thee: I'll move the king
- 545 To any shape of thy preferment such
- 546 As thou'lt desire; and then myself, I chiefly,
- 547 That set thee on to this desert, am bound
- 548 To load thy merit richly. Call my women:
- 549 Think on my words.
- [Exit PISANIO]
- Queen
- 550 A sly and constant knave,
- 551 Not to be shaked; the agent for his master
- 552 And the remembrancer of her to hold
- 553 The hand-fast to her lord. I have given him that
- 554 Which, if he take, shall quite unpeople her
- 555 Of liegers for her sweet, and which she after,
- 556 Except she bend her humour, shall be assured
- 557 To taste of too.
- [Re-enter PISANIO and Ladies]
- Queen
- 558 So, so: well done, well done:
- 559 The violets, cowslips, and the primroses,
- 560 Bear to my closet. Fare thee well, Pisanio;
- 561 Think on my words.
- [Exeunt QUEEN and Ladies]
- Pisanio
- 562 And shall do:
- 563 But when to my good lord I prove untrue,
- 564 I'll choke myself: there's all I'll do for you.
- [Exit]