We’ll come to you after hunting.

we’ll come to you after hunting.

we’ll come to you after hunting....

Are we not brothers?

are we not brothers?

are we not brothers?...

So man and man should be; But clay and clay differs in dignity, Whose dust is both alike. I am very sick.

so man and man should be; but clay and clay differs in dignity, whose dust is both alike. i am very sick.

so man and man should be; but clay and clay differ

Go you to hunting; I’ll abide with him.

go you to hunting; i’ll abide with him.

go you to hunting; i’ll abide with him....

So sick I am not, yet I am not well; But not so citizen a wanton as To seem to die before sick. So please you, leave me; Stick to your journal course. The breach of custom Is breach of all. I am ill, but your being by me Cannot amend me; society is no comfort To one not sociable. I am not very sick,

so sick i am not, yet i am not well; but not so citizen a wanton as to seem to die before sick. so please you, leave me; stick to your journal course. the breach of custom is breach of all. i am ill, but your being by me cannot amend me; society is no comfort to one not sociable. i am not very sick,

so sick i am not, yet i am not well; but not so ci

I love thee; I have spoke it. How much the quantity, the weight as much As I do love my father.

i love thee; i have spoke it. how much the quantity, the weight as much as i do love my father.

i love thee; i have spoke it. how much the quantit...

What? how? how?

what? how? how?

what? how? how?...

If it be sin to say so, sir, I yoke me In my good brother’s fault. I know not why I love this youth, and I have heard you say Love’s reason’s without reason. The bier at door, And a demand who is’t shall die, I’d say ‘My father, not this youth.’

if it be sin to say so, sir, i yoke me in my good brother’s fault. i know not why i love this youth, and i have heard you say love’s reason’s without reason. the bier at door, and a demand who is’t shall die, i’d say ‘my father, not this youth.’

if it be sin to say so, sir, i yoke me in my good

O worthiness of nature! breed of greatness! Cowards father cowards and base things sire base. Nature has meal and bran, contempt and grace. I’m not their father; yet who this should be does miracle itself, lov’d before me.— ’Tis the ninth hour o’ th’ morn.

o worthiness of nature! breed of greatness! cowards father cowards and base things sire base. nature has meal and bran, contempt and grace. i’m not their father; yet who this should be does miracle itself, lov’d before me.— ’tis the ninth hour o’ th’ morn.

o worthiness of nature! breed of greatness! coward

Brother, farewell.

brother, farewell.

brother, farewell....

I wish ye sport.

i wish ye sport.

i wish ye sport....

Your health. [_To Belarius._] So please you, sir.

your health. [_to belarius._] so please you, sir.

your health. [_to belarius._] so please you, sir....

have heard! Our courtiers say all’s savage but at court. Experience, O, thou disprov’st report! Th’ imperious seas breed monsters; for the dish, Poor tributary rivers as sweet fish. I am sick still; h...

have heard! our courtiers say all’s savage but at court. experience, o, thou disprov’st report! th’ imperious seas breed monsters; for the dish, poor tributary rivers as sweet fish. i am sick still; h...

have heard! our courtiers say all’s savage but at ...

I could not stir him. He said he was gentle, but unfortunate; Dishonestly afflicted, but yet honest.

i could not stir him. he said he was gentle, but unfortunate; dishonestly afflicted, but yet honest.

i could not stir him. he said he was gentle, but u...

Thus did he answer me; yet said hereafter I might know more.

thus did he answer me; yet said hereafter i might know more.

thus did he answer me; yet said hereafter i might ...

To th’ field, to th’ field! We’ll leave you for this time. Go in and rest.

to th’ field, to th’ field! we’ll leave you for this time. go in and rest.

to th’ field, to th’ field! we’ll leave you for th...

We’ll not be long away.

we’ll not be long away.

we’ll not be long away....

Pray be not sick, For you must be our huswife.

pray be not sick, for you must be our huswife.

pray be not sick, for you must be our huswife....

Well, or ill, I am bound to you.

well, or ill, i am bound to you.

well, or ill, i am bound to you....

And shalt be ever.

and shalt be ever.

and shalt be ever....

How angel-like he sings!

how angel-like he sings!

how angel-like he sings!...

But his neat cookery! He cut our roots in characters, And sauc’d our broths as Juno had been sick, And he her dieter.

but his neat cookery! he cut our roots in characters, and sauc’d our broths as juno had been sick, and he her dieter.

but his neat cookery! he cut our roots in characte...

Nobly he yokes A smiling with a sigh, as if the sigh Was that it was for not being such a smile; The smile mocking the sigh that it would fly From so divine a temple to commix With winds that sailors rail at.

nobly he yokes a smiling with a sigh, as if the sigh was that it was for not being such a smile; the smile mocking the sigh that it would fly from so divine a temple to commix with winds that sailors rail at.

nobly he yokes a smiling with a sigh, as if the si

I do note That grief and patience, rooted in him both, Mingle their spurs together.

i do note that grief and patience, rooted in him both, mingle their spurs together.

i do note that grief and patience, rooted in him b...

Grow patience! And let the stinking elder, grief, untwine His perishing root with the increasing vine!

grow patience! and let the stinking elder, grief, untwine his perishing root with the increasing vine!

grow patience! and let the stinking elder, grief, ...

It is great morning. Come, away! Who’s there?

it is great morning. come, away! who’s there?

it is great morning. come, away! who’s there?...

I cannot find those runagates; that villain Hath mock’d me. I am faint.

i cannot find those runagates; that villain hath mock’d me. i am faint.

i cannot find those runagates; that villain hath m...

Those runagates? Means he not us? I partly know him; ’tis Cloten, the son o’ th’ Queen. I fear some ambush. I saw him not these many years, and yet I know ’tis he. We are held as outlaws. Hence!

those runagates? means he not us? i partly know him; ’tis cloten, the son o’ th’ queen. i fear some ambush. i saw him not these many years, and yet i know ’tis he. we are held as outlaws. hence!

those runagates? means he not us? i partly know hi...

He is but one; you and my brother search What companies are near. Pray you away; Let me alone with him.

he is but one; you and my brother search what companies are near. pray you away; let me alone with him.

he is but one; you and my brother search what comp...

Soft! What are you That fly me thus? Some villain mountaineers? I have heard of such. What slave art thou?

soft! what are you that fly me thus? some villain mountaineers? i have heard of such. what slave art thou?

soft! what are you that fly me thus? some villain

A thing More slavish did I ne’er than answering A slave without a knock.

a thing more slavish did i ne’er than answering a slave without a knock.

a thing more slavish did i ne’er than answering a ...

Thou art a robber, A law-breaker, a villain. Yield thee, thief.

thou art a robber, a law-breaker, a villain. yield thee, thief.

thou art a robber, a law-breaker, a villain. yield...

To who? To thee? What art thou? Have not I An arm as big as thine, a heart as big? Thy words, I grant, are bigger, for I wear not My dagger in my mouth. Say what thou art; Why I should yield to thee.

to who? to thee? what art thou? have not i an arm as big as thine, a heart as big? thy words, i grant, are bigger, for i wear not my dagger in my mouth. say what thou art; why i should yield to thee.

to who? to thee? what art thou? have not i an arm ...

Thou villain base, Know’st me not by my clothes?

thou villain base, know’st me not by my clothes?

thou villain base, know’st me not by my clothes?...

No, nor thy tailor, rascal, Who is thy grandfather; he made those clothes, Which, as it seems, make thee.

no, nor thy tailor, rascal, who is thy grandfather; he made those clothes, which, as it seems, make thee.

no, nor thy tailor, rascal, who is thy grandfather...

Thou precious varlet, My tailor made them not.

thou precious varlet, my tailor made them not.

thou precious varlet, my tailor made them not....

Hence, then, and thank The man that gave them thee. Thou art some fool; I am loath to beat thee.

hence, then, and thank the man that gave them thee. thou art some fool; i am loath to beat thee.

hence, then, and thank the man that gave them thee...

Thou injurious thief, Hear but my name, and tremble.

thou injurious thief, hear but my name, and tremble.

thou injurious thief, hear but my name, and trembl...

What’s thy name?

what’s thy name?

what’s thy name?...

Cloten, thou villain.

cloten, thou villain.

cloten, thou villain....

Cloten, thou double villain, be thy name, I cannot tremble at it. Were it Toad, or Adder, Spider, ’Twould move me sooner.

cloten, thou double villain, be thy name, i cannot tremble at it. were it toad, or adder, spider, ’twould move me sooner.

cloten, thou double villain, be thy name, i cannot...

To thy further fear, Nay, to thy mere confusion, thou shalt know I am son to th’ Queen.

to thy further fear, nay, to thy mere confusion, thou shalt know i am son to th’ queen.

to thy further fear, nay, to thy mere confusion, t...

I’m sorry for’t; not seeming So worthy as thy birth.

i’m sorry for’t; not seeming so worthy as thy birth.

i’m sorry for’t; not seeming so worthy as thy birt...

Art not afeard?

art not afeard?

art not afeard?...

Those that I reverence, those I fear—the wise; At fools I laugh, not fear them.

those that i reverence, those i fear—the wise; at fools i laugh, not fear them.

those that i reverence, those i fear—the wise; at ...

Die the death. When I have slain thee with my proper hand, I’ll follow those that even now fled hence, And on the gates of Lud’s Town set your heads. Yield, rustic mountaineer.

die the death. when i have slain thee with my proper hand, i’ll follow those that even now fled hence, and on the gates of lud’s town set your heads. yield, rustic mountaineer.

die the death. when i have slain thee with my prop...

No company’s abroad?

no company’s abroad?

no company’s abroad?...

None in the world; you did mistake him, sure.

none in the world; you did mistake him, sure.

none in the world; you did mistake him, sure....

I cannot tell; long is it since I saw him, But time has nothing blurr’d those lines of favour Which then he wore; the snatches in his voice, And burst of speaking, were as his. I am absolute ’Twas very Cloten.

i cannot tell; long is it since i saw him, but time has nothing blurr’d those lines of favour which then he wore; the snatches in his voice, and burst of speaking, were as his. i am absolute ’twas very cloten.

i cannot tell; long is it since i saw him, but tim

In this place we left them. I wish my brother make good time with him, You say he is so fell.

in this place we left them. i wish my brother make good time with him, you say he is so fell.

in this place we left them. i wish my brother make...

Being scarce made up, I mean to man, he had not apprehension Or roaring terrors; for defect of judgement Is oft the cease of fear.

being scarce made up, i mean to man, he had not apprehension or roaring terrors; for defect of judgement is oft the cease of fear.

being scarce made up, i mean to man, he had not ap...

This Cloten was a fool, an empty purse; There was no money in’t. Not Hercules Could have knock’d out his brains, for he had none; Yet I not doing this, the fool had borne My head as I do his.

this cloten was a fool, an empty purse; there was no money in’t. not hercules could have knock’d out his brains, for he had none; yet i not doing this, the fool had borne my head as i do his.

this cloten was a fool, an empty purse; there was ...

What hast thou done?

what hast thou done?

what hast thou done?...

I am perfect what: cut off one Cloten’s head, Son to the Queen, after his own report; Who call’d me traitor, mountaineer, and swore With his own single hand he’d take us in, Displace our heads where, thank the gods, they grow, And set them on Lud’s Town.

i am perfect what: cut off one cloten’s head, son to the queen, after his own report; who call’d me traitor, mountaineer, and swore with his own single hand he’d take us in, displace our heads where, thank the gods, they grow, and set them on lud’s town.

i am perfect what: cut off one cloten’s head, son

We are all undone.

we are all undone.

we are all undone....

Why, worthy father, what have we to lose But that he swore to take, our lives? The law Protects not us; then why should we be tender To let an arrogant piece of flesh threat us, Play judge and executioner all himself, For we do fear the law? What company Discover you abroad?

why, worthy father, what have we to lose but that he swore to take, our lives? the law protects not us; then why should we be tender to let an arrogant piece of flesh threat us, play judge and executioner all himself, for we do fear the law? what company discover you abroad?

why, worthy father, what have we to lose but that

No single soul Can we set eye on, but in all safe reason He must have some attendants. Though his humour Was nothing but mutation, ay, and that From one bad thing to worse, not frenzy, not Absolute madness could so far have rav’d, To bring him here alone. Although perhaps It may be heard at court th

no single soul can we set eye on, but in all safe reason he must have some attendants. though his humour was nothing but mutation, ay, and that from one bad thing to worse, not frenzy, not absolute madness could so far have rav’d, to bring him here alone. although perhaps it may be heard at court th

no single soul can we set eye on, but in all safe

Let ordinance Come as the gods foresay it. Howsoe’er, My brother hath done well.

let ordinance come as the gods foresay it. howsoe’er, my brother hath done well.

let ordinance come as the gods foresay it. howsoe’...

I had no mind To hunt this day; the boy Fidele’s sickness Did make my way long forth.

i had no mind to hunt this day; the boy fidele’s sickness did make my way long forth.

i had no mind to hunt this day; the boy fidele’s s...

With his own sword, Which he did wave against my throat, I have ta’en His head from him. I’ll throw’t into the creek Behind our rock, and let it to the sea And tell the fishes he’s the Queen’s son, Cloten. That’s all I reck.

with his own sword, which he did wave against my throat, i have ta’en his head from him. i’ll throw’t into the creek behind our rock, and let it to the sea and tell the fishes he’s the queen’s son, cloten. that’s all i reck.

with his own sword, which he did wave against my t

I fear ’twill be reveng’d. Would, Polydore, thou hadst not done’t! though valour Becomes thee well enough.

i fear ’twill be reveng’d. would, polydore, thou hadst not done’t! though valour becomes thee well enough.

i fear ’twill be reveng’d. would, polydore, thou h...

Would I had done’t, So the revenge alone pursu’d me! Polydore, I love you brotherly, but envy much you hast robb’d me of this deed. I would revenges, That possible strength might meet, would seek us through, And put us to our answer.

would i had done’t, so the revenge alone pursu’d me! polydore, i love you brotherly, but envy much you hast robb’d me of this deed. i would revenges, that possible strength might meet, would seek us through, and put us to our answer.

would i had done’t, so the revenge alone pursu’d m

Well, ’tis done. We’ll hunt no more today, nor seek for danger Where there’s no profit. I please to our rock. You and Fidele play the cooks; I’ll stay Till hasty Polydore return, and bring him To dinner presently.

well, ’tis done. we’ll hunt no more today, nor seek for danger where there’s no profit. i please to our rock. you and fidele play the cooks; i’ll stay till hasty polydore return, and bring him to dinner presently.

well, ’tis done. we’ll hunt no more today, nor see

Poor sick Fidele! I’ll willingly to him; to gain his colour I’d let a parish of such Cloten’s blood, And praise myself for charity.

poor sick fidele! i’ll willingly to him; to gain his colour i’d let a parish of such cloten’s blood, and praise myself for charity.

poor sick fidele! i’ll willingly to him; to gain h...

O you goddess, you divine Nature, you thyself you blazon’st In these two princely boys! They are as gentle As zephyrs blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head; and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchaf’d, as the rud’st wind That by the top does take the mountain pine And make him stoop

o you goddess, you divine nature, you thyself you blazon’st in these two princely boys! they are as gentle as zephyrs blowing below the violet, not wagging his sweet head; and yet as rough, their royal blood enchaf’d, as the rud’st wind that by the top does take the mountain pine and make him stoop

o you goddess, you divine nature, you thyself you

Where’s my brother? I have sent Cloten’s clotpoll down the stream, In embassy to his mother; his body’s hostage For his return.

where’s my brother? i have sent cloten’s clotpoll down the stream, in embassy to his mother; his body’s hostage for his return.

where’s my brother? i have sent cloten’s clotpoll ...

My ingenious instrument! Hark, Polydore, it sounds. But what occasion Hath Cadwal now to give it motion? Hark!

my ingenious instrument! hark, polydore, it sounds. but what occasion hath cadwal now to give it motion? hark!

my ingenious instrument! hark, polydore, it sounds...

Is he at home?

is he at home?

is he at home?...

He went hence even now.

he went hence even now.

he went hence even now....

What does he mean? Since death of my dear’st mother It did not speak before. All solemn things Should answer solemn accidents. The matter? Triumphs for nothing and lamenting toys Is jollity for apes and grief for boys. Is Cadwal mad?

what does he mean? since death of my dear’st mother it did not speak before. all solemn things should answer solemn accidents. the matter? triumphs for nothing and lamenting toys is jollity for apes and grief for boys. is cadwal mad?

what does he mean? since death of my dear’st mothe

Look, here he comes, And brings the dire occasion in his arms Of what we blame him for!

look, here he comes, and brings the dire occasion in his arms of what we blame him for!

look, here he comes, and brings the dire occasion ...

The bird is dead That we have made so much on. I had rather Have skipp’d from sixteen years of age to sixty, To have turn’d my leaping time into a crutch, Than have seen this.

the bird is dead that we have made so much on. i had rather have skipp’d from sixteen years of age to sixty, to have turn’d my leaping time into a crutch, than have seen this.

the bird is dead that we have made so much on. i h...

O sweetest, fairest lily! My brother wears thee not the one half so well As when thou grew’st thyself.

o sweetest, fairest lily! my brother wears thee not the one half so well as when thou grew’st thyself.

o sweetest, fairest lily! my brother wears thee no...

O melancholy! Who ever yet could sound your bottom? find The ooze to show what coast your sluggish crare Might’st easiliest harbour in? you blessed thing! Jove knows what man you mightst have made; but I, you diedst, a most rare boy, of melancholy. How found you him?

o melancholy! who ever yet could sound your bottom? find the ooze to show what coast your sluggish crare might’st easiliest harbour in? you blessed thing! jove knows what man you mightst have made; but i, you diedst, a most rare boy, of melancholy. how found you him?

o melancholy! who ever yet could sound your bottom

Stark, as you see; Thus smiling, as some fly had tickled slumber, Not as death’s dart, being laugh’d at; his right cheek Reposing on a cushion.

stark, as you see; thus smiling, as some fly had tickled slumber, not as death’s dart, being laugh’d at; his right cheek reposing on a cushion.

stark, as you see; thus smiling, as some fly had t...

Where?

where?

where?...

O’ th’ floor; His arms thus leagu’d. I thought he slept, and put My clouted brogues from off my feet, whose rudeness Answer’d my steps too loud.

o’ th’ floor; his arms thus leagu’d. i thought he slept, and put my clouted brogues from off my feet, whose rudeness answer’d my steps too loud.

o’ th’ floor; his arms thus leagu’d. i thought he ...

Why, he but sleeps. If he be gone he’ll make his grave a bed; With female fairies will his tomb be haunted, And worms will not come to thee.

why, he but sleeps. if he be gone he’ll make his grave a bed; with female fairies will his tomb be haunted, and worms will not come to thee.

why, he but sleeps. if he be gone he’ll make his g

With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, I’ll sweeten your sad grave. you shalt not lack The flower that’s like your face, pale primrose; nor The azur’d hare-bell, like your veins; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweet’ned not your breath. The ruddoc

with fairest flowers, whilst summer lasts and i live here, fidele, i’ll sweeten your sad grave. you shalt not lack the flower that’s like your face, pale primrose; nor the azur’d hare-bell, like your veins; no, nor the leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, out-sweet’ned not your breath. the ruddoc

with fairest flowers, whilst summer lasts and i li

Prithee have done, And do not play in wench-like words with that Which is so serious. Let us bury him, And not protract with admiration what Is now due debt. To th’ grave.

prithee have done, and do not play in wench-like words with that which is so serious. let us bury him, and not protract with admiration what is now due debt. to th’ grave.

prithee have done, and do not play in wench-like w...

Say, where shall’s lay him?

say, where shall’s lay him?

say, where shall’s lay him?...

By good Euriphile, our mother.

by good euriphile, our mother.

by good euriphile, our mother....

Be’t so; And let us, Polydore, though now our voices Have got the mannish crack, sing him to th’ ground, As once to our mother; use like note and words, Save that Euriphile must be Fidele.

be’t so; and let us, polydore, though now our voices have got the mannish crack, sing him to th’ ground, as once to our mother; use like note and words, save that euriphile must be fidele.

be’t so; and let us, polydore, though now our voic...

Cadwal, I cannot sing. I’ll weep, and word it with thee; For notes of sorrow out of tune are worse Than priests and fanes that lie.

cadwal, i cannot sing. i’ll weep, and word it with thee; for notes of sorrow out of tune are worse than priests and fanes that lie.

cadwal, i cannot sing. i’ll weep, and word it with...

We’ll speak it, then.

we’ll speak it, then.

we’ll speak it, then....

Great griefs, I see, med’cine the less, for Cloten Is quite forgot. He was a queen’s son, boys; And though he came our enemy, remember He was paid for that. Though mean and mighty rotting Together have one dust, yet reverence, That angel of the world, does make distinction Of place ’tween high and l

great griefs, i see, med’cine the less, for cloten is quite forgot. he was a queen’s son, boys; and though he came our enemy, remember he was paid for that. though mean and mighty rotting together have one dust, yet reverence, that angel of the world, does make distinction of place ’tween high and l

great griefs, i see, med’cine the less, for cloten

Pray you fetch him hither. Thersites’ body is as good as Ajax’, When neither are alive.

pray you fetch him hither. thersites’ body is as good as ajax’, when neither are alive.

pray you fetch him hither. thersites’ body is as g...

If you’ll go fetch him, We’ll say our song the whilst. Brother, begin.

if you’ll go fetch him, we’ll say our song the whilst. brother, begin.

if you’ll go fetch him, we’ll say our song the whi...

Nay, Cadwal, we must lay his head to th’ East; My father hath a reason for’t.

nay, cadwal, we must lay his head to th’ east; my father hath a reason for’t.

nay, cadwal, we must lay his head to th’ east; my ...

’Tis true.

’tis true.

’tis true....

Come on, then, and remove him.

come on, then, and remove him.

come on, then, and remove him....

So. Begin. SONG

so. begin. song

so. begin. song

_ Fear no more the heat o’ th’ sun, Nor the furious winter’s rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to...

_ fear no more the heat o’ th’ sun, nor the furious winter’s rages; thou thy worldly task hast done, home art gone, and ta’en thy wages. golden lads and girls all must, as chimney-sweepers, come to...

_ fear no more the heat o’ th’ sun, nor the fur...

_ Fear no more the frown o’ th’ great; Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak. The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this and com...

_ fear no more the frown o’ th’ great; thou art past the tyrant’s stroke. care no more to clothe and eat; to thee the reed is as the oak. the sceptre, learning, physic, must all follow this and com...

_ fear no more the frown o’ th’ great; thou art...

_ Fear no more the lightning flash._

_ fear no more the lightning flash._

_ fear no more the lightning flash._...

_ Nor th’ all-dreaded thunder-stone._

_ nor th’ all-dreaded thunder-stone._

_ nor th’ all-dreaded thunder-stone._...

_ Fear not slander, censure rash;_

_ fear not slander, censure rash;_

_ fear not slander, censure rash;_...

_ Thou hast finish’d joy and moan._

_ thou hast finish’d joy and moan._

_ thou hast finish’d joy and moan._...

_ All lovers young, all lovers must Consign to thee and come to dust._

_ all lovers young, all lovers must consign to thee and come to dust._

_ all lovers young, all lovers must consign to ...

_ No exorciser harm thee!_

_ no exorciser harm thee!_

_ no exorciser harm thee!_...

_ Nor no witchcraft charm thee!_

_ nor no witchcraft charm thee!_

_ nor no witchcraft charm thee!_...

_ Ghost unlaid forbear thee!_

_ ghost unlaid forbear thee!_

_ ghost unlaid forbear thee!_...

_ Nothing ill come near thee!_

_ nothing ill come near thee!_

_ nothing ill come near thee!_...

_ Quiet consummation have, And renowned be thy grave!_

_ quiet consummation have, and renowned be thy grave!_

_ quiet consummation have, and renowned be thy ...

We have done our obsequies. Come, lay him down.

we have done our obsequies. come, lay him down.

we have done our obsequies. come, lay him down....

Here’s a few flowers; but ’bout midnight, more. The herbs that have on them cold dew o’ th’ night Are strewings fit’st for graves. Upon their faces. You were as flow’rs, now wither’d. Even so These herblets shall which we upon you strew. Come on, away. Apart upon our knees. The ground that gave them

here’s a few flowers; but ’bout midnight, more. the herbs that have on them cold dew o’ th’ night are strewings fit’st for graves. upon their faces. you were as flow’rs, now wither’d. even so these herblets shall which we upon you strew. come on, away. apart upon our knees. the ground that gave them

here’s a few flowers; but ’bout midnight, more. th

I thank you. By yond bush? Pray, how far thither? ’Ods pittikins! can it be six mile yet? I have gone all night. Faith, I’ll lie down and sleep. But, soft! no bedfellow. O gods and goddesses!

i thank you. by yond bush? pray, how far thither? ’ods pittikins! can it be six mile yet? i have gone all night. faith, i’ll lie down and sleep. but, soft! no bedfellow. o gods and goddesses!

i thank you. by yond bush? pray, how far thither? ...

To them the legions garrison’d in Gallia, After your will, have cross’d the sea, attending You here at Milford Haven; with your ships, They are in readiness.

to them the legions garrison’d in gallia, after your will, have cross’d the sea, attending you here at milford haven; with your ships, they are in readiness.

to them the legions garrison’d in gallia, after yo...

But what from Rome?

but what from rome?

but what from rome?...

The Senate hath stirr’d up the confiners And gentlemen of Italy, most willing spirits, That promise noble service; and they come Under the conduct of bold Iachimo, Sienna’s brother.

the senate hath stirr’d up the confiners and gentlemen of italy, most willing spirits, that promise noble service; and they come under the conduct of bold iachimo, sienna’s brother.

the senate hath stirr’d up the confiners and gentl...

When expect you them?

when expect you them?

when expect you them?...

With the next benefit o’ th’ wind.

with the next benefit o’ th’ wind.

with the next benefit o’ th’ wind....

This forwardness Makes our hopes fair. Command our present numbers Be muster’d; bid the captains look to’t. Now, sir, What have you dream’d of late of this war’s purpose?

this forwardness makes our hopes fair. command our present numbers be muster’d; bid the captains look to’t. now, sir, what have you dream’d of late of this war’s purpose?

this forwardness makes our hopes fair. command our...

Last night the very gods show’d me a vision (I fast and pray’d for their intelligence) thus: I saw Jove’s bird, the Roman eagle, wing’d From the spongy south to this part of the west, There vanish’d in the sunbeams; which portends, Unless my sins abuse my divination, Success to th’ Roman host.

last night the very gods show’d me a vision (i fast and pray’d for their intelligence) thus: i saw jove’s bird, the roman eagle, wing’d from the spongy south to this part of the west, there vanish’d in the sunbeams; which portends, unless my sins abuse my divination, success to th’ roman host.

last night the very gods show’d me a vision (i fas

Dream often so, And never false. Soft, ho! what trunk is here Without his top? The ruin speaks that sometime It was a worthy building. How? a page? Or dead or sleeping on him? But dead, rather; For nature does abhor to make his bed With the defunct, or sleep upon the dead. Let’s see the boy’s face.

dream often so, and never false. soft, ho! what trunk is here without his top? the ruin speaks that sometime it was a worthy building. how? a page? or dead or sleeping on him? but dead, rather; for nature does abhor to make his bed with the defunct, or sleep upon the dead. let’s see the boy’s face.

dream often so, and never false. soft, ho! what tr

He’s alive, my lord.

he’s alive, my lord.

he’s alive, my lord....

He’ll then instruct us of this body. Young one, Inform us of your fortunes; for it seems They crave to be demanded. Who is this you mak’st your bloody pillow? Or who was he That, otherwise than noble nature did, has alter’d that good picture? What’s your interest In this sad wreck? How came’t? Who i

he’ll then instruct us of this body. young one, inform us of your fortunes; for it seems they crave to be demanded. who is this you mak’st your bloody pillow? or who was he that, otherwise than noble nature did, has alter’d that good picture? what’s your interest in this sad wreck? how came’t? who i

he’ll then instruct us of this body. young one, in

I am nothing; or if not, Nothing to be were better. This was my master, A very valiant Briton and a good, That here by mountaineers lies slain. Alas! There is no more such masters. I may wander From east to occident; cry out for service; Try many, all good; serve truly; never Find such another maste

i am nothing; or if not, nothing to be were better. this was my master, a very valiant briton and a good, that here by mountaineers lies slain. alas! there is no more such masters. i may wander from east to occident; cry out for service; try many, all good; serve truly; never find such another maste

i am nothing; or if not, nothing to be were better

’Lack, good youth! Thou mov’st no less with thy complaining than Thy master in bleeding. Say his name, good friend.

’lack, good youth! thou mov’st no less with thy complaining than thy master in bleeding. say his name, good friend.

’lack, good youth! thou mov’st no less with thy co...

Richard du Champ. [_Aside._] If I do lie, and do No harm by it, though the gods hear, I hope They’ll pardon it.—Say you, sir?

richard du champ. [_aside._] if i do lie, and do no harm by it, though the gods hear, i hope they’ll pardon it.—say you, sir?

richard du champ. [_aside._] if i do lie, and do n...

Thy name?

thy name?

thy name?...

Fidele, sir.

fidele, sir.

fidele, sir....

you dost approve thyself the very same; your name well fits your faith, your faith your name. Wilt take your chance with me? I will not say you shalt be so well master’d; but, be sure, No less belov’d. The Roman Emperor’s letters, Sent by a consul to me, should not sooner Than your own worth prefer

you dost approve thyself the very same; your name well fits your faith, your faith your name. wilt take your chance with me? i will not say you shalt be so well master’d; but, be sure, no less belov’d. the roman emperor’s letters, sent by a consul to me, should not sooner than your own worth prefer

you dost approve thyself the very same; your name

I’ll follow, sir. But first, an’t please the gods, I’ll hide my master from the flies, as deep As these poor pickaxes can dig; and when With wild wood-leaves and weeds I ha’ strew’d his grave, And on it said a century of prayers, Such as I can, twice o’er, I’ll weep and sigh; And leaving so his serv

i’ll follow, sir. but first, an’t please the gods, i’ll hide my master from the flies, as deep as these poor pickaxes can dig; and when with wild wood-leaves and weeds i ha’ strew’d his grave, and on it said a century of prayers, such as i can, twice o’er, i’ll weep and sigh; and leaving so his serv

i’ll follow, sir. but first, an’t please the gods,

Ay, good youth; And rather father you than master you. My friends, The boy has taught us manly duties; let us Find out the prettiest daisied plot we can, And make him with our pikes and partisans A grave. Come, arm him. Boy, he is preferr’d By you to us; and he shall be interr’d As soldiers can. Be

ay, good youth; and rather father you than master you. my friends, the boy has taught us manly duties; let us find out the prettiest daisied plot we can, and make him with our pikes and partisans a grave. come, arm him. boy, he is preferr’d by you to us; and he shall be interr’d as soldiers can. be

ay, good youth; and rather father you than master