Page 517 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4
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Where is thy lady? or, by Jupiter − [85]
I will not ask again. Close villain,
I’ll have this secret from thy heart, or rip
Thy heart to find it. Is she with Posthumus?
From whose so many weights of baseness cannot
A dram of worth be drawn.
PISANIO
Alas, my lord, [90]
How can she be with him? When was she miss’d?
He is in Rome.
CLOTEN
Where is she, sir? Come nearer:
No farther halting: satisfy me home,
What is become of her?
PISANIO
O, my all-worthy lord!
CLOTEN
All-worthy villain! [95]
Discover where thy mistress is, at once
At the next word: no more of ‘worthy lord!’
Speak, or thy silence on the instant is
Thy condemnation and thy death.
PISANIO
Then, sir:
This paper is the history of my knowledge [100]
Touching her flight.
[Presenting a letter.]
CLOTEN
Let’s see’t: I will pursue her
Even to Augustus’ throne.
