Page 463 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

IMOGEN

Thanks, good sir:
You’re kindly welcome.

IACHIMO
[aside]
All of her that is out of door most rich! [15]

If she be furnish’d with a mind so rare,
She is alone th’ Arabian bird; and I
Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend!
Arm me, Audacity, from head to foot,

Or like the Parthian I shall flying fight; [20]
Rather, directly fly.

IMOGEN
[reads]
He is one of the noblest note, to whose kindnesses I am infinitely tied.

Reflect upon him accordingly, as you value your trust −
LEONATUS.
So far I read aloud. [25]
But even the very middle of my heart
Is warm’d by th’ rest, and takes it thankfully.

You are as welcome, worthy sir, as I
Have words to bid you, and shall find it so [30]
In all that I can do.

IACHIMO
Thanks, fairest lady. −

What! are men mad? Hath nature given them eyes
To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop
Of sea and land, which can distinguish ’twixt
The fiery orbs above, and the twinn’d stones [35]

Upon the number’d beach, and can we not
Partition make with spectacles so precious
’Twixt fair, and foul?

IMOGEN
What makes your admiration?