Page 552 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

Cannot be question’d.

ARVIRAGUS
By this sun that shines
I’ll thither: what thing is’t that I never [35]
Did see man die, scarce ever look’d on blood,
But that of coward hares, hot goats, and venison!

Never bestrid a horse, save one that had
A rider like myself, who ne’er wore rowel,
Nor iron on his heel! I am ashamed [40]

To look upon the holy sun, to have
The benefit of his blest beams, remaining
So long a poor unknown.

GUIDERIUS
By heavens, I’ll go,
If you will bless me, sir, and give me leave,

I’ll take the better care: but if you will not, [45]
The hazard therefore due fall on me by
The hands of Romans!

ARVIRAGUS
So say I, amen.

BELARIUS
No reason I (since of your lives you set

So slight a valuation) should reserve
My crack’d one to more care. Have with you, boys! [50]
If in your country wars you chance to die,
That is my bed too, lads, and there I’ll lie.

Lead, lead. The time seems long, their blood thinks scorn
Till it fly out and show them princes born.
[Exeunt.]