This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1883 Excerpt: ...did relieve me, To see this gracious season.-Cym. All o'erjoy'd, Save these in bonds: let them be joyful too, For they shall taste our comfort. Imo. My good master, I will yet do you service. Luc. Happy be you! Cym. The forlorn soldier, that so nobly fought, He would have well becom'd this place, and grac'd The thankings of a king. Post. I am, sir, The soldier that did company these three In poor beseeming: 'twas a fitment for The purpose I then follow'd.--That I was he, Speak, Iachimo: I had you down, and might Have made you finish. laeh. I am down again;, _Kneeling. But now my heavy conscience sinks my knee, As then your force did. Take that life, beseech you, Which I so often owe; but your ring first, An4 here the bracelet of the truest Princess That ever swore her faith. Post. Kneel not to me: The power that I have on you is to spare you, The malice towards you, to forgive you. Live, And deal-with others better. Cym. Nobly doom'd. We'll learn our freeness of a son-in-law: Pardon's the word to all. Arv. You holp us, sir, As you did mean indeed to be our brother; Joy'd are we, that you are. Post. Your servant, Princes.--Good my lord of Rome, Call forth your soothsayer. As I slept, methought, Great Jupiter, upon his eagle back'd, Appear'd to me, with other spritely shews Of mine own kindred: when I wak'd, I found This label on my bosom; whose containing Is so from sense in hardness, that I can Make no collection of it: let him shew His skill in the construction. Luc. Philarmonus! Sooth. Here, my good lord. Coming forward. Luc. Read, and declare the meaning. Sooth. Reads. "Whenas a lion's whelp shall, to himself unknown, without seeking find, and be embraced by, a piece of tender air; and when from a stately cedar shall be lopp'd branches, which being ...