Act 1 - Scene 1
Britain. The garden of Cymbeline's palace.
Enter two Gentlemen
You do not meet a man but frowns: our bloods
No more obey the heavens than our courtiers
Still seem as
does the king.
But what's the matter?
His daughter, and the heir of's kingdom, whom
He purposed to his wife's sole sona widow
That late he
marriedhath referr'd herself
Unto a poor but worthy gentleman: she's wedded;
Her husband banish'd; she
Is outward sorrow; though I think the king
Be touch'd at very heart.
None but the king?
He that hath lost her too; so is the queen,
That most desired the match; but not a courtier,
wear their faces to the bent
Of the king's look's, hath a heart that is not
Glad at the thing they scowl at.
And why so?
He that hath miss'd the princess is a thing
Too bad for bad report: and he that hath her
I mean, that married
her, alack, good man!
And therefore banish'dis a creature such
As, to seek through the regions of the
For one his like, there would be something failing
In him that should compare. I do not think
an outward and such stuff within
Endows a man but he.
You speak him far.
I do extend him, sir, within himself,
Crush him together rather than unfold
His measure duly.
What's his name and birth?
I cannot delve him to the root: his father
Was call'd Sicilius, who did join his honour
Against the Romans
But had his titles by Tenantius whom
He served with glory and admired success,
gain'd the sur-addition Leonatus;
And had, besides this gentleman in question,
Two other sons, who in
the wars o' the time
Died with their swords in hand; for which
Then old and fond of issue, took
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