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cymbeline(辛白林)-第9章

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of   here;   by   me   Or   by   some   other。   IACHIMO。   More   particulars   Must 

justify my knowledge。 POSTHUMUS。 So they must; Or do your honour 

injury。     IACHIMO。        The     chimney      Is  south    the    chamber;     and    the 

chimneypiece Chaste Dian bathing。 Never saw I figures So likely to report 

themselves。 The cutter Was as another nature; dumb; outwent her; Motion 

and breath left out。 POSTHUMUS。 This is a thing Which you might from 

relation likewise reap; Being; as it is; much spoke of。 IACHIMO。 The roof 

o' th' chamber With golden cherubins is fretted; her andirons… I had forgot 

them…   were   two   winking   Cupids   Of   silver;   each   on   one   foot   standing; 

nicely Depending on their brands。 POSTHUMUS。 This is her honour! Let 

it   be   granted    you   have    seen   all  this;  and   praise   Be   given    to  your 

remembrance;   the   description   Of   what   is   in   her   chamber   nothing   saves 



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The    wager    you    have   laid。  IACHIMO。        Then;   if  you   can;  'Shows     the 

bracelet' Be pale。 I beg but leave to air this jewel。 See! And now 'tis up 

again。     It  must   be   married     To   that   your   diamond;      I'll  keep   them。 

POSTHUMUS。 Jove! Once more let me behold it。 Is it that Which I left 

with her? IACHIMO。 Sir… I thank her… that。 She stripp'd it from her arm; I 

see her yet; Her pretty action did outsell her gift; And yet enrich'd it too。 

She gave it me; and said She priz'd it once。 POSTHUMUS。 May be she 

pluck'd it off To send it me。 IACHIMO。 She writes so to you; doth she? 

POSTHUMUS。 O; no; no; no! 'tis true。 Here; take this too; 'Gives the ring' 

It is a basilisk unto mine eye; Kills me to look on't。 Let there be no honour 

Where there is beauty; truth where semblance; love Where there's another 

man。 The vows of women Of no more bondage be to where they are made 

Than they are to their virtues; which is nothing。 O; above measure false! 

PHILARIO。 Have patience; sir; And take your ring again; 'tis not yet won。 

It   may   be   probable   she   lost   it;   or   Who   knows   if   one   her   women;   being 

corrupted Hath stol'n it from her? POSTHUMUS。 Very true; And so I hope 

he came by't。 Back my ring。 Render to me some corporal sign about her; 

More evident than this; for this was stol'n。 IACHIMO。 By Jupiter; I had it 

from her arm! POSTHUMUS。 Hark you; he swears; by Jupiter he swears。 

'Tis true… nay; keep the ring; 'tis true。 I am sure She would not lose it。 Her 

attendants are All sworn and honourable… they induc'd to steal it! And by a 

stranger! No; he hath enjoy'd her。 The cognizance of her incontinency Is 

this: she hath bought the name of whore thus dearly。 There; take thy hire; 

and all the fiends of hell Divide themselves between you! PHILARIO。 Sir; 

be patient; This is not strong enough to be believ'd Of one persuaded well 

of。   POSTHUMUS。           Never     talk  on't;   She   hath   been    colted   by   him。 

IACHIMO。   If   you   seek   For   further   satisfying;   under   her   breast…   Worthy 

the pressing… lies a mole; right proud Of that most delicate lodging。 By my 

life; I kiss'd it; and it gave me present hunger To feed again; though full。 

You   do   remember   This   stain   upon   her?   POSTHUMUS。 Ay;   and   it   doth 

confirm Another stain; as big as hell can hold; Were there no more but it。 

IACHIMO。  Will   you   hear   more?   POSTHUMUS。   Spare   your   arithmetic; 

never   count   the   turns。   Once;   and   a   million!   IACHIMO。   I'll   be   sworn… 

POSTHUMUS。 No swearing。 If you will swear you have not done't; you 



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lie;   And   I   will   kill   thee   if   thou   dost   deny   Thou'st   made   me   cuckold。 

IACHIMO。 I'll deny nothing。 POSTHUMUS。 O that I had her here to tear 

her limb…meal! I will go there and do't; i' th' court; before Her father。 I'll do 

something… Exit PHILARIO。 Quite besides The government of patience! 

You   have   won。   Let's   follow   him   and   pervert   the   present   wrath   He   hath 

against himself。 IACHIMO。 With all my heart。 Exeunt 



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       SCENE V。 Rome。 Another room in PHILARIO'S 



                                      house 



    Enter POSTHUMUS 

       POSTHUMUS。 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   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; 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… was't not? 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  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; 

Ambitions;   covetings;   change   of   prides;   disdain;   Nice   longing;   slanders; 

mutability; All faults that man may name; nay; that hell knows; Why; hers; 

in part or all; but rather all; For even to vice 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: The very devils cannot plague them 

better。 Exit 

        



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ACT III。 



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     SCENE I。 Britain。 A hall in CYMBELINE'S palace 



     Enter in state; CYMBELINE; QUEEN; CLOTEN; and LORDS at one 

door; and at another CAIUS LUCIUS and attendants 

       CYMBELINE。          Now    say;  what    would    Augustus     Caesar    with   us? 

LUCIUS。   When   Julius   Caesar…   whose   remembrance   yet   Lives   in   men's 

eyes; and will to ears and tongues Be theme and hearing ever… was in this 

Britain;   And   conquer'd   it;   Cassibelan;   thine   uncle;   Famous   in   Caesar's 

praises    no  whit   less  Than    in  his  feats  deserving    it;  for  him   And   his 

succession granted Rome a tribute; Yearly three thousand pounds; which 

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