Author Description

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1867 Excerpt:...what a strange infection Is fallen into thy ear! What false Italian Thy mind to her is now as low as were Thy fortunes.--How! that I should murder her? Upon the love, and truth, and vows, which I Have made to thy command?--I, her?--her blood? If it be so to do good service, never Let me be counted serviceable. How look I, That I should seem to lack humanity So much as this fact comes to?--Black as the ink that's on thee! Senseless bauble, Art thou a feodary for this act, and look'st So virgin-like without? Lo, here she comes. I am ignorant in what I am commanded. Imo. How now, Pisanio? Pis. Madam, here is a letter from my lord. Imo. Who? thy lord? that is my lord,--Leonatus? O, learh'd indeed were that astronomer That knew the stars as I his characters; He'd lay the future open.--You good gods, Let what is here contain'd relish of love, Of my lord's health, of his content,--yet not, That we two are asunder,--let that grieve him,--(Some griefs are med'cinable; that is one of them, For it doth physic love;)'--of his content, All but in that!--Good wax, thy leave:--bless'd be You bees that make these locks of counsel! Lovers, Enter Imogen. And men in dangerous bonds, pray not alike: Though forfeiters you cast in prison, yet You clasp young Cupid's tables.--Good news, XRcads. Justice, and your father's wrath, should he take me in his dominion, could not be so cruel to me, an you, 0. the dearest of creatures, would even renew me with your eyes. Take notice that I am in Cambria, at Mitford-Haven: what your own love will out of this advise you, follow. So, he wishes you all happiness, that remains loyal to his vow, and your, increasing in love, Leonatus Posthomus. O, for a horse with wings!--Hear'st thou, Pisanio? He is at Milford-Haven: read, and tell me...