Act 3, Scene 2

Another room in the palace.

  1. [Enter PISANIO, with a letter]
  2. Pisanio
  3. 1425 How? of adultery? Wherefore write you not
  4. 1426 What monster's her accuser? Leonatus,
  5. 1427 O master! what a strange infection
  6. 1428 Is fall'n into thy ear! What false Italian,
  7. 1429 As poisonous-tongued as handed, hath prevail'd
  8. 1430 On thy too ready hearing? Disloyal! No:
  9. 1431 She's punish'd for her truth, and undergoes,
  10. 1432 More goddess-like than wife-like, such assaults
  11. 1433 As would take in some virtue. O my master!
  12. 1434 Thy mind to her is now as low as were
  13. 1435 Thy fortunes. How! that I should murder her?
  14. 1436 Upon the love and truth and vows which I
  15. 1437 Have made to thy command? I, her? her blood?
  16. 1438 If it be so to do good service, never
  17. 1439 Let me be counted serviceable. How look I,
  18. 1440 That I should seem to lack humanity
  19. 1441 so much as this fact comes to?
  20. [Reading]
  21. Pisanio
  22. 1442 'Do't: the letter
  23. 1443 that I have sent her, by her own command
  24. 1444 Shall give thee opportunity.' O damn'd paper!
  25. 1445 Black as the ink that's on thee! Senseless bauble,
  26. 1446 Art thou a feodary for this act, and look'st
  27. 1447 So virgin-like without? Lo, here she comes.
  28. 1448 I am ignorant in what I am commanded.
  29. [Enter IMOGEN]
  30. Imogen
  31. 1449 How now, Pisanio!
  32. Pisanio
  33. 1450 Madam, here is a letter from my lord.
  34. Imogen
  35. 1451 Who? thy lord? that is my lord, Leonatus!
  36. 1452 O, learn'd indeed were that astronomer
  37. 1453 That knew the stars as I his characters;
  38. 1454 He'ld lay the future open. You good gods,
  39. 1455 Let what is here contain'd relish of love,
  40. 1456 Of my lord's health, of his content, yet not
  41. 1457 That we two are asunder; let that grieve him:
  42. 1458 Some griefs are med'cinable; that is one of them,
  43. 1459 For it doth physic love: of his content,
  44. 1460 All but in that! Good wax, thy leave. Blest be
  45. 1461 You bees that make these locks of counsel! Lovers
  46. 1462 And men in dangerous bonds pray not alike:
  47. 1463 Though forfeiters you cast in prison, yet
  48. 1464 You clasp young Cupid's tables. Good news, gods!
  49. [Reads]
  50. Imogen
  51. 1465 'Justice, and your father's wrath, should he take me
  52. 1466 in his dominion, could not be so cruel to me, as
  53. 1467 you, O the dearest of creatures, would even renew me
  54. 1468 with your eyes. Take notice that I am in Cambria,
  55. 1469 at Milford-Haven: what your own love will out of
  56. 1470 this advise you, follow. So he wishes you all
  57. 1471 happiness, that remains loyal to his vow, and your,
  58. 1472 increasing in love,
  59. 1473 LEONATUS POSTHUMUS.'
  60. 1474 O, for a horse with wings! Hear'st thou, Pisanio?
  61. 1475 He is at Milford-Haven: read, and tell me
  62. 1476 How far 'tis thither. If one of mean affairs
  63. 1477 May plod it in a week, why may not I
  64. 1478 Glide thither in a day? Then, true Pisanio,—
  65. 1479 Who long'st, like me, to see thy lord; who long'st,—
  66. 1480 let me bate,-but not like me—yet long'st,
  67. 1481 But in a fainter kind:—O, not like me;
  68. 1482 For mine's beyond beyond—say, and speak thick;
  69. 1483 Love's counsellor should fill the bores of hearing,
  70. 1484 To the smothering of the sense—how far it is
  71. 1485 To this same blessed Milford: and by the way
  72. 1486 Tell me how Wales was made so happy as
  73. 1487 To inherit such a haven: but first of all,
  74. 1488 How we may steal from hence, and for the gap
  75. 1489 That we shall make in time, from our hence-going
  76. 1490 And our return, to excuse: but first, how get hence:
  77. 1491 Why should excuse be born or e'er begot?
  78. 1492 We'll talk of that hereafter. Prithee, speak,
  79. 1493 How many score of miles may we well ride
  80. 1494 'Twixt hour and hour?
  81. Pisanio
  82. 1495 One score 'twixt sun and sun,
  83. 1496 Madam, 's enough for you:
  84. [Aside]
  85. Pisanio
  86. 1497 and too much too.
  87. Imogen
  88. 1498 Why, one that rode to's execution, man,
  89. 1499 Could never go so slow: I have heard of
  90. 1500 riding wagers,
  91. 1501 Where horses have been nimbler than the sands
  92. 1502 That run i' the clock's behalf. But this is foolery:
  93. 1503 Go bid my woman feign a sickness; say
  94. 1504 She'll home to her father: and provide me presently
  95. 1505 A riding-suit, no costlier than would fit
  96. 1506 A franklin's housewife.
  97. Pisanio
  98. 1507 Madam, you're best consider.
  99. Imogen
  100. 1508 I see before me, man: nor here, nor here,
  101. 1509 Nor what ensues, but have a fog in them,
  102. 1510 That I cannot look through. Away, I prithee;
  103. 1511 Do as I bid thee: there's no more to say,
  104. 1512 Accessible is none but Milford way.
  105. [Exeunt]