Page 499 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4
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That I should seem to lack humanity
So much as this fact comes to? [Reading.] Do’t: the letter
That I have sent her by her own command
Shall give thee opportunity. O damn’d paper!
Black as the ink that’s on thee! Senseless bauble, [20]
Art thou a feodary for this act, and look’st
So virgin-like without? Lo, here she comes.
I am ignorant in what I am commanded.
Enter Imogen.
IMOGEN
How now, Pisanio?
PISANIO
Madam, here is a letter from my lord. [25]
IMOGEN
Who? thy lord? that is my lord Leonatus!
O, learn’d indeed were that astronomer
That knew the stars as I his characters;
He’d lay the future open. You good gods,
Let what is here contain’d relish of love, [30]
Of my lord’s health, of his content: yet not
That we two are asunder; let that grieve him;
Some griefs are med’cinable, that is one of them,
For it doth physic love: of his content,
All but in that! Good wax, thy leave: blest be [35]
You bees that make these locks of counsel! Lovers
And men in dangerous bonds pray not alike:
Though forfeiters you cast in prison, yet
You clasp young Cupid’s tables. Good news, gods!
[Reads]
Justice, and your father’s wrath (should he take me in his [40] dominion)
could not be so cruel to me, as you (O the dearest of creatures) would even
renew me with your eyes. Take notice that I am in Cambria at Milford-Haven:
what your own love will out of this advise you, follow. So he wishes you all
happiness, that [45] remains loyal to his vow, and your increasing in love