The Complete Works of William Shakespeare. William Shakespeare

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If I were ripe for your perswasion, you

       Have saide enough to shake me from the Arme

       Of the all noble Theseus, for whose fortunes

       I will now in, and kneele with great assurance,

       That we, more then his Pirothous, possesse

       The high throne in his heart.

       EMILIA.

       I am not

       Against your faith; yet I continew mine. [Exeunt. Cornets.]

      Scaena 4. (A field before Thebes. Dead bodies lying on the ground.)

       [A Battaile strooke within: Then a Retrait: Florish. Then

       Enter Theseus (victor), (Herald and Attendants:) the three

       Queenes meete him, and fall on their faces before him.]

       1. QUEEN.

       To thee no starre be darke.

       2. QUEEN.

       Both heaven and earth

       Friend thee for ever.

       3. QUEEN.

       All the good that may

       Be wishd upon thy head, I cry Amen too’t.

       THESEUS.

       Th’imparciall Gods, who from the mounted heavens

       View us their mortall Heard, behold who erre,

       And in their time chastice: goe and finde out

       The bones of your dead Lords, and honour them

       With treble Ceremonie; rather then a gap

       Should be in their deere rights, we would supply’t.

       But those we will depute, which shall invest

       You in your dignities, and even each thing

       Our hast does leave imperfect: So, adiew,

       And heavens good eyes looke on you. What are those? [Exeunt

       Queenes.]

       HERALD.

       Men of great quality, as may be judgd

       By their appointment; Sone of Thebs have told’s

       They are Sisters children, Nephewes to the King.

       THESEUS.

       By’th Helme of Mars, I saw them in the war,

       Like to a paire of Lions, smeard with prey,

       Make lanes in troopes agast. I fixt my note

       Constantly on them; for they were a marke

       Worth a god’s view: what prisoner was’t that told me

       When I enquired their names?

       HERALD.

       Wi’leave, they’r called Arcite and Palamon.

       THESEUS.

       Tis right: those, those. They are not dead?

       HERALD.

       Nor in a state of life: had they bin taken,

       When their last hurts were given, twas possible [3. Hearses

       ready.]

       They might have bin recovered; Yet they breathe

       And haue the name of men.

       THESEUS.

       Then like men use ‘em.

       The very lees of such (millions of rates)

       Exceede the wine of others: all our Surgions

       Convent in their behoofe; our richest balmes

       Rather then niggard, waft: their lives concerne us

       Much more then Thebs is worth: rather then have ‘em

       Freed of this plight, and in their morning state

       (Sound and at liberty) I would ‘em dead;

       But forty thousand fold we had rather have ‘em

       Prisoners to us then death. Beare ‘em speedily

       From our kinde aire, to them unkinde, and minister

       What man to man may doe—for our sake more,

       Since I have knowne frights, fury, friends beheastes,

       Loves provocations, zeale, a mistris Taske,

       Desire of liberty, a feavour, madnes,

       Hath set a marke which nature could not reach too

       Without some imposition: sicknes in will

       Or wrastling strength in reason. For our Love

       And great Appollos mercy, all our best

       Their best skill tender. Leade into the Citty,

       Where having bound things scatterd, we will post [Florish.]

       To Athens for(e) our Army [Exeunt. Musicke.]

      Scaena 5. (Another part of the same.) [Enter the Queenes with the Hearses of their Knightes, in a

      Funerall Solempnity, &c.]

       Vrnes and odours bring away,

       Vapours, sighes, darken the day;

       Our dole more deadly lookes than dying;

       Balmes, and Gummes, and heavy cheeres,

       Sacred vials fill’d with teares,

       And clamors through the wild ayre flying.

       Come all sad and solempne Showes,

       That are quick-eyd pleasures foes;

       We convent nought else but woes.

       We convent, &c.

       3. QUEEN.

       This funeral path brings to your housholds grave:

       Ioy ceaze on you againe: peace sleepe with him.

       2. QUEEN.

       And this to yours.

       1. QUEEN.

       Yours this way: Heavens lend

       A thousand differing waies to one sure end.

       3. QUEEN.

       This world’s a Citty full of straying Streetes, And Death’s the market place, where each one meetes. [Exeunt severally.]

       Actus Secundus.

      Scaena 1. (Athens. A garden, with a prison in the background.)

       [Enter Iailor, and Wooer.]

       IAILOR.

       I may depart with little, while I live; some thing I may cast to you, not much: Alas, the Prison I keepe, though it be for great ones, yet they seldome come; Before one Salmon, you shall take a number of Minnowes. I am given out to be better lyn’d then it can appeare to me report is a true Speaker: I would I were really that I am deliverd to be. Marry, what I have (be it what it will) I will assure upon my daughter at the day of my death.

       WOOER.

       Sir, I demaund no more then your owne offer, and I will estate

       your

       Daughter in what I have promised.

       IAILOR.

       Wel, we will talke more of this, when the solemnity is past. But have you a full promise of her? When that shall be seene, I tender my consent.

       [Enter Daughter.]

       WOOER.

       I have Sir; here shee comes.

       IAILOR.

       Your Friend and I have chanced to name you here, upon the old busines: But no more of that now; so


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