TPTT Cymbeline: ACT II
Introduction
ACT I
ACT II
SCENE I. Britain. Before Cymbeline's palace.
SCENE II. Imogen's bedchamber in Cymbeline's palace: a trunk in one corner of it.
Scene III An ante-chamber adjoining Imogen's apartments.
SCENE IV. Rome. Philario's house.
SCENE V. Another room in Philario's house.
ACT III
ACT IV
ACT V
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SCENE V. Another room in Philario's house.
Enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS
POSTHUMUS LEONATUS
      Is there no way for men to be but women
      Must be half-workers? We are all bastards;
      And that most venerable man which I
      Did call my father, was I know not where
5     When I was stamp'd; some coiner with his tools
      Made me a counterfeit: yet my mother seem'd
      The Dian of that time so doth my wife
      The nonpareil of this. O, vengeance, vengeance!
      Me of my lawful pleasure she restrain'd
10    And pray'd me oft forbearance; did it with
      A pudency so rosy the sweet view on't
      Might well have warm'd old Saturn; that I thought her
      As chaste as unsunn'd snow. O, all the devils!
      This yellow Iachimo, in an hour,--wast not?--
15    Or less,--at first?--perchance he spoke not, but,
      Like a full-acorn'd boar, a German one,
      Cried 'O!' and mounted; found no opposition
      But what he look'd for should oppose and she
      Should from encounter guard. Could I find out
20    The woman's part in me! For there's no motion
      That tends to vice in man, but I affirm
      It is the woman's part: be it lying, note it,
      The woman's; flattering, hers; deceiving, hers;
      Lust and rank thoughts, hers, hers; revenges, hers;
25    Ambitions, covetings, change of prides, disdain,
      Nice longing, slanders, mutability,
      All faults that may be named, nay, that hell knows,
      Why, hers, in part or all; but rather, all;
      For even to vice
30    They are not constant but are changing still
      One vice, but of a minute old, for one
      Not half so old as that. I'll write against them,
      Detest them, curse them: yet 'tis greater skill
      In a true hate, to pray they have their will:
35    The very devils cannot plague them better.
Exit
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