Page 579 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

Was of more danger, did compound for her
A certain stuff, which being ta’en would cease [255]
The present power of life, but in short time
All offices of nature should again

Do their due functions. Have you ta’en of it?

IMOGEN
Most like I did, for I was dead.

BELARIUS
My boys,
There was our error.

GUIDERIUS
This is sure Fidele. [260]

IMOGEN
Why did you throw your wedded lady from you?

Think that you are upon a rock, and now
Throw me again.
[Embracing him.]

POSTHUMUS
Hang there like fruit, my soul,
Till the tree die.

CYMBELINE
How now, my flesh, my child?
What, mak’st thou me a dullard in this act? [265]
Wilt thou not speak to me?

IMOGEN
[kneeling]

Your blessing, sir.

BELARIUS

[to Guiderius and Arviragus]