Cymbeline A Tragedy |
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SCENE II.
The Palace of Cymbeline.Queen and Cloten enter opposite.
Queen.
Well, Cloten—hast thou?—How is this—a face
Of damp and disappointment!—O, thou shouldst
Have come, with triumph, prologue, in thy looks;
And blood-besprinkled garments, to foreshew
The important deed was done!
Clot.
Perdition catch him!
And dangers, great as he has just escaped,
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No sudden arm may snatch him from the brink,
Till he is sunk, past sight.
Queen.
What, safe, unhurt?
The lion scaped the toils?—nay, then, our clue
Of fate again is ravelled.
Clot.
I had gotten
A pack of blood-hounds, staunch, as ever open'd
On the hot scent of near appointed slaughter.
We took us to the Thames, plied sail and oar—
Forward we shot, pursued—our eyes o'ertook him,
Held him in view, and gain'd upon our prey;
Till, just as when the frighted hare appears
Within the straining greyhound's jaws—damn'd hap!—
A Roman galley crost, and took him in;
And all our tugging rowers scarce avail'd
To warrant our own freedom.
Queen.
Soft, the King.
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