Chapter 9 second act

First UK.Cymbeline Palace Enter Cloton and the two nobles. Cloton Who is so unlucky as I am!Someone just knocked my ball away on the last kick!I put a hundred pounds on it, don't you think I'm angry; but that bitch's monkey boy blamed me for not cursing, as if I borrowed my curse from him, and I didn't even have the freedom to curse. None. First Nobility What good does he gain?Didn't you break his head with your ball? Second Nobleman (aside) If that man had as much brains as this one who beat him, he'd blow it all out in this blow. Uncle Cloton is happy to scold people, can others interfere?snort!

The second nobleman can't interfere, my lord; (aside) They can't cut off their ears. Cloton whore son of a bitch!How dare he challenge me!It's a pity he's not of my class! Second Nobleman (aside) You'd be fools otherwise. Cloton really pissed me off.damn it!What are the benefits of being a nobleman?They dare not fight with me for fear of the queen, my mother.Every lowly slave can have a good fight, but I am like a cock who has no rivals, and no one dares to touch me. Second Nobleman (Aside) You're a rooster, and a capon; Put a crown on you, cock, and you'll crow.

Cloton what are you talking about? Noble Second If you start a serious fight with every person you have offended, it is not suitable for your highness. Cloton, I know; but the lesser than I, I'm not wrong to offend them. Noble Second Well, only Your Highness has such a privilege. Isn't Cloton, I said the same thing. First nobleman Have you heard that a foreigner is coming to the palace this evening? Cloton is a foreigner, and I don't know anything about it! Noble Second (narrator) He is a foreigner himself, but he doesn't know it. First Noble An Italian comes; a friend of Leonatos, it is said.

Cloton Leonatos!A desperate villain; and whoever he was, he was not a good thing if he was his friend.Who told you about this foreigner? First Noble One of your Highness's children. Cloton Shall I go and see him?Wouldn't that demean me? First Nobility You shall not lose your rank, my lord. Cloton I think my identity is not easily lost. Second Nobleman (Aside) You're a professed fool; so whatever fool you do, never lose your foolishness. Come, Cloton, I want to see the Italian.What I lost on the court today, I must make it back on him tonight.Come on, let's go. Noble Second, I will accompany Your Highness. (Exit Cloton and nobleman) Such a treacherous devil as his mother, To have born this jackass!A woman who subdues everything with her mind, but her son can't even count twenty minus two and eighteen.well!Poor princess, you immortal Imogen!You have a father who is controlled by your stepmother, a mother who intrigues every moment, and a suitor who is more detestable than your dear husband's innocent exile and your painful separation, under their pressure Underneath, what kind of life are you living!May Heaven bless you and preserve the walls of your chastity, and keep the temple of your good heart unshakable, stand firm in your own place, and wait for the return of your exiled husband to rule over this great land! (Down.)

Second bedroom.A huge box in a corner of the room Imogen leaned on his pillow and read; a court lady stood by. Imogen Who's there?Helen? The maid of honor is me, princess. What time is Imogen? Ladies and gentlemen, it is nearly midnight, princess. IMOGEN Then I have read three hours, and my eyes are weary; fold for me this page I have just finished; go to sleep also.Don't remove the candle, just let it light.If you can wake up at four o'clock, please call me.The Sandman has seized my whole body. (Exit the palace lady) God, I entrust myself to your protection, please don't let the elves and ghosts invade my dream soul! (Sleep; Iachimo comes out of the box.)

The Iakimo crickets were singing, and the people were resting to recover their tired spirits.Thus our Tarquin crept softly to the bed of the girl whose virginity he had ruined.O Venus, how graceful you are in bed!Young lily, you are whiter than your quilt!If only I could touch her skin!If only I could give her a kiss, just a kiss!Incomparably beautiful rubies, how lovely they are placed!The strange fragrance scattered in the room is the breath revealed from her cherry lips.The flame of the candle bowed down to her face, trying to peek out from under her closed eyelashes, the hidden light, although they are now hidden by the eyelids, you can still vaguely imagine the pure whiteness and emptiness blue, the color of space itself.But my plan is to record the furnishings of this room; I'll write everything: such and such a picture; yonder the window, such and such a decoration on her bed; brocade hangings, with such and such figures and stories.what!But some living records about her body are more powerful proof than ten thousand kinds of trivial furniture, and can enrich the harvest of my trip.Sleep!Thy imitator of death, weigh heavily upon her, let her senses be as indifferent as a tombstone in a church.Come down, come down; (takes the bracelet from Imogen's arm) It's slipping off with no effort!It was mine; and with such outward evidence, it must have been all the more intensified to the inner disturbance, to drive her husband mad with rage.And on her left bosom a quincunx-shaped mole, like the red spot in his lotus-scented heart: this is a proof, stronger than any law can make; a secret that will make him believe me Has broken the keylock and stolen her precious virginity.enough.I'm so stupid!Why should I write this down too, isn't it already firmly anchored in my memory?She read all night, and it turned out that it was the story of Tereus; here is a broken page, where Philomela was forced to lose her life.That's enough; go back into the box and close the spring.You dragon of the night, go fast, let the dawn open the eyes of the crows!Fear surrounds my whole body; although this is a fairy in the sky, I feel like I am in hell. (bell ringing) One, two, three; hurry up, hurry up! (Hides in box; curtain closes.)

Scene 3: Anteroom with Imogen's boudoir Enter Cloton and the two nobles. First Noble Your Majesty's composure in the midst of defeat is unmatched by anyone; No one can compare to your composure in throwing an ace. Cloton loses money by himself, and he is always cold and speechless with anger. First nobleman But, not everyone has the noble patience of your Highness.When you are victorious, you are so fiery. A Croton victory would make every man a hundred times more courageous.If I can get that silly girl, Imogen, I'll be out of money.It's almost dawn, isn't it? First Nobleman It is early morning, my lord.

Cloton I hope the musicians will come.I was persuaded to play music for her in the morning; they said it would touch her heart. The musicians wait. Come, Cloton, tune your instruments.If your playing can touch her heart, that's fine; we'll try your singing too.If no one can take her heart, let her go; but I'll never lose heart.First, a very fine tune; then a sweet song, with very touching words; and then let her think. Song listen!listen!The skylark sings at the gate of heaven, The sun is already high in the sky, The flowing water of Tianchi is buzzing, The sun god is drinking his steed;

Look at the tired eyes of the marigold, opened its golden pupils: All beautiful things have woken up, Wake up, dear beauty! Wake up, wake up! Hi Cloton, you go.If this singing can move her heart, I will never underestimate your music again; if it doesn’t move her heart, it’s because her own ears are faulty, no matter the horse’s mane or the eunuch’s voice, Can't heal it. (Musician wait.) Noble King B came up. Cloton It is my good fortune to stay up all night, that I am able to rise so early; he will love me when he sees me so early in the morning. Enter Cymbeline and the Queen. Good morning His Majesty Cloton, good morning Queen Mother.

Cymbeline Are you waiting at this door for my stubborn daughter?Does she refuse to come out? Cloton I have played her music, but she pays no attention to me. Cymbeline Her lover's new banishment, She cannot forget him yet.After some time, when the memory of him fades day by day, she will be yours. Queen, you must not forget the kindness of the king. He always tries to do everything possible to marry you to his daughter.You should also put in more effort yourself, go through the formalities of your marriage proposal step by step, and everything must be done according to circumstances; the more she rejects you, the more you will be courteous to her, as if everything you did for her was Like an impulse of inspiration; you obey her whatever she tells you, and you can play deaf only when she sends you away.

Cloton is deaf and dumb!No! Enter an envoy. The messenger informed His Majesty that Rome has sent envoys, one of whom is Caius Lucius. Cymbeline is a good fellow, though he came with hostility; but that was not his fault.We must receive him as his master; and we must give him the courtesy due to his personal past friendship to us.Come to us, my son, when you've said good morning to your lover; and I'll send you to entertain the Roman.Come, my queen. (Exit all but Cloton.) Cloton If she rises, I'll talk to her; if not, let her sleep and dream her dreams.anyone there?Hello! (knocks on the door) I know her maids are with her.Why don't I just bribe one of them?It takes money to get around; that's often the way it is.Yes, the keeper of the woods for Diana would also smuggle their deer to strangers, if they had money.Money can make good people die wronged, and it can also keep thieves at large; hey, sometimes it will hang robbers and good people indiscriminately.What can't it do?What can't it destroy?I'll have one of her maids to be my lawyer, for I don't quite understand my case.anyone there? (Knock on the door.) Enter a court lady. Maid Who is knocking at the door? Cloton is a gentleman. Is the lady-in-waiting just a gentleman? Cloton No, he is still a lady's son. Ladies and gentlemen (aside) There are some who dress as well as you do, and they can't boast of such a thing. ――What advice do you have? Cloton I want to see your princess herself.Is she dressed up yet? Maid, well, she is still in the boudoir. Cloton Here's your money; sell me your good news. What about the maid!Selling my good name to you too?Or should I report to her what I think is appropriate?The princess is coming! Enter Imogen. Cloton Good morning, most fair; sister, let me kiss your lovely hand. (Exit the maid.) Imogen Good morning, sir.You have toiled too much, but bought troubles; and all I can give you in return is this: I don't know much about gratitude, and I won't show my gratitude to anyone. Cloton But I swear I love you. IMOGEN If you say so, it's the same to me; Swear your oath, I'll never see you. Cloton That is not an answer. IMOGEN I would not speak if it were not for fear that you would take my silence for a silent promise.Please let me go.Verily, your kindness is exchanged for my impertinent contempt.You have learned that tolerance is the greatest wisdom. Cloton It's my fault for letting you go on like this; Imogen is a fool who can't heal a madman. Cloton, do you call me a fool? Imogen I am a madman, so you are a fool.If you'll be patient, I can stop being mad; then you're not a fool, and I'm not a madman.I'm sorry, sir, for making me forget ladylike manners and talking so much nonsense.From now on, please understand my determination, I know my own heart, and now I tell you with my sincerity, I am indifferent to you; and I am so cruel, I simply hate you ;I wanted you to feel this to yourself, but it was not my intention to tell the truth to my face. Cloton You have committed unfilial crimes against your father.As for the engagement you think you have made with that wretch, a man like him who grew up on alms, and ate the scraps of the court, can't stand that kind of engagement at all.Although among humble people—who could be humbler than him? ——The free union of a man and a woman is a permissible thing. Of course, the result is nothing more than giving birth to a group of yellow-faced children, living a life like a beggar; but you are a dignified man, and such freedom does not belong to you. Defile the honor of the royal family, to follow a humble slave, a servant who is running around, a servant of a slave. Imogen blasphemy!Even if you were the son of the god Jupiter, you are not worthy to be his servant; if according to your talents, it is a great honor for you to be an executioner's assistant in his kingdom, people will be jealous You get such a great location. Croton may the poisonous fog of the south eat his bones! Imogen He will never be in trouble, but his name is his greatest misfortune.The shabbiest garment that ever covered his body is more precious to me than all the hairs on your head, even if each hair were a man like you.O Pisanio! Enter Pisanio. Cloton "his clothes"!Humph, the devil— Imogen, go to my maid, Dorothy, at once— Cloton "his clothes"! Imogen A fool pestered me, and I was frightened and irritated.Go, I have a costly ornament, which has slipped from my arm through carelessness; tell my maid to look for it for me; it was given to me by your master, even if Europe Whichever king's income I would exchange with me, I would rather die than give it up.I seem to have seen it this morning; it was definitely on my arm last night, and I kissed it.I hope it didn't fly to my husband and tell him that I've kissed other people besides him. Pissanio it will not disappear. Imogen I hope so; go find it. (Exit Pisanio.) Cloton you insult me: "His shabbiest clothes"! Imogen Well, I said so, sir.If you are going to prosecute, call for witnesses. Cloton I'm going to tell your father. Imogen And your mother; she's my queen, I hope she'll hate me.I will spare you now, sir, and leave you to be unhappy. (Down.) Cloton I must have my revenge. "His shabby clothes"!it is good. (Down.) Fourth Rome.A room in Filario's house Enter Posthumus and Filario. Posthumus need not worry, sir; if I believe I can win the king's heart as sure as I believe she will keep her virginity, then everything will be all right. Filario Have you managed to communicate with him? Posthumus not, I just bide my time, shivering in the present winter blizzards, hoping that some day warmer days will come.With such shattered hopes, I am ashamed not to be able to repay your kindness; and if I die with hatred, I shall be forever obliged to do so. It is already a great honor for Filario to be able to live with the gentlemen of Sidley, and it is more than enough to make up for all the little work I have done for you.Your lord may have heard the will of the great Augustus by now; Caius Lucius will surely fulfill his mission.I think your country has learned about Rome's military power, and it still remembers the pain. This time, it will never refuse the terms of paying tribute and repaying the arrears. Posthumus Although I am not a politician, nor will I become a politician, but I believe this time will cause a war.You will hear that the armies now stationed in France will soon land in our fearless Britain, but England will never give a penny in property.The people of our country are not so undisciplined as when Julius Caesar laughed at them for being slow and clumsy. Had he lived, he would have been astonished at their bravery.Their discipline, combined with their courage, will prove to their admirers that they are the most improved people in the world. Filario! Look!Achimo! Enter Aichimo. The swiftest reindeer of Posthumos galloped you across the land, and the four winds blew your sails, so you came back so quickly. Filario welcome, sir. Posthumus I hope that the short answer you have received is the reason for your early return. Iachimo Thy love is the fairest girl I ever saw. Posthumus is also the best; or else, let her beauty lure wicked men in the window, and follow them to fall. Iachimo's letter here is for you. Posthumus Good news I believe. Achimo probably is. Filario Was Caius Lucius at the English court when you were in England? Iachimo They were waiting for him then, but they had not yet arrived. Posthumus will not be in trouble for the time being.Is this gem still shining?Or do you think it is too dim to wear on your hand? Ichimo If I lose it, I'll lose gold equal to its value.I have spent such a sweet and short night in England, that if the distance had been doubled, I would have made another voyage, and enjoyed another night of such tender beauty.I have already won this ring. Posthumus This diamond is too hard, its corners will sting. Iakimo Not at all, thy love is such an easy-talking girl. Don't take your failure as a joke, Mr. Posthumus; I want you to know that we can no longer be friends. Good Mr. Iachimo, if you don't treat our agreement as waste paper, then our friendship must continue.If I did not bring news of your love this time, I admit that we need to go further, but now I declare that I have won her virginity and your ring at the same time; and I did not do her wrong Or where I'm sorry, because it's all voluntary by both of you. Posthumus My friendship and my ring are yours, if thou wilt prove that thou hast made love to her; or else thou hast so scorned her pure chastity, Your sword is duel with me. If the two of us do not die for the rest of our lives, we will have to leave the two unowned swords to any passerby who passes by. I am going to tell you, Mr. Iachimo, all that I have seen and heard, and they will be so true that you will have to believe me.I could swear them to be true, but I am sure you will grant me permission not to do so, because you yourself will find it unnecessary. Speak, Posthumus. Iachimo first, her bedroom--I admit that I have not slept there, but I have seen everything worthy of attention--the walls are hung with silk and silver threads. Tapestry embroidered with the story of the encounter between the rich Cleopatra and her Roman heroes, the river of Cytnas overflowed to the shore, perhaps because it carried too many ships, perhaps because it was full of It is a work of great magnificence, and its technical sophistication is almost equal to its own value; I really do not believe that there is such a rare and fine workmanship in the world, because its real life-- Posthumus It is true; but perhaps you have heard me or others speak of it here. Iachimo I must prove what I have learned by a more detailed account. Posthumus Yes, or your honor will suffer. On the south side of the dormitory is the Iachimo stove, on which is carved the image of the chaste Diana emerging from her bath; I have never seen such a lifelike statue; the carver is a wordless workman, whose work is nothing but incapable of action. , can not breathe, everything is beyond the masterpiece of nature. Posthumus You can also hear it from people's mouths, because it is often praised. The roof of Iachimo's bedroom was adorned with cherubs of gold; and the fire-rack in her hearth, I almost forgot, were two little silver love-goddesses, each standing with one foot up. , skillfully leaning on their torches. Posthumus Such is her chastity!Even if you did see all this—and your memory is admirable—the mere description of the furnishings of her bedroom will not guarantee you the bet you have wagered. Iachimo Then, if you should turn pale, get ready.Permit me to air this darling; lo! (Shows the bracelet to Thmus.) Here it comes to you again.It must match your diamond ring; I'll keep them. God Posthumus!Let me take another look.Is this the bracelet I left her? Mr. Iachimo, I thank her, it's that one.She herself smoothed it from her arm; I can now seem to see her then; and her beautiful movement surpassed the value of her gift, yet made it all the more precious.She gave it to me, and said she had thought highly of it at one point. Posthumus Perhaps she took this bracelet to ask you to give it to me. Iachimo Did she write this to you? O Posthumus!No, no, no, it's true.Come, take this too; (gives a ring to Iachimo) It's like a dragon, And it's deadly to look at.Let chastity not coexist with beauty, and truth not coexist with pretense; when a second man steps in, love should retreat.Women's oaths cannot be valid, because they don't know what a festival is.what!Infinite hypocrisy! Filario Take it easy, sir, and take back your ring; it's not yet won by him.Perhaps she lost the bracelet by accident; perhaps—who knows if her maid was bribed to steal it? Posthumus is quite right, and I hope that is how he got it.Give me back my ring.Bring me some more solid evidence of her flesh than this; for it is stolen. Iachimo swears by Jupiter that she took it from her arm and gave it to me. Listen, Posthumus, he swears, by Jupiter.It's true; no, keep that ring; it's true.I'm sure she won't lose it; her maids are loyal; they'll be bribed by a stranger to steal it!Impossible!No, he has enjoyed her body; she has bought at such a great price the title of a harlot: this is the undeniable proof of her virginity.Come, take your reward; may all the devils in hell quarrel over you! Take it easy, Mr. Filario; this is not sufficient proof to a man of great confidence. Posthumus needless to say, she has already been raped by him. Iachimo If you seek further evidence, There lies a tiny mole, beneath her tender bosom worthy of caressing, Proudly lies in the place of ecstasy.On my life, I couldn't help kissing it, and while that gave me great satisfaction, it fueled my hunger and thirst all the more.Do you remember this mole on her body? Posthumus Well, it proves she has a blemish too big to fill all hell. Iachimo Will you listen any longer? Posthumus, stop showing off your mathematical genius; don't count to me over and over again; once is worth a million times! Iachimo I can swear-- Posthumus need not swear.If you swear that you didn't do such a thing, you're lying; if you deny that you raped my wife, I'll kill you. Iachimo I deny nothing. O Posthumus!I wish she was right in front of my eyes, and I could tear her limb by limb.I will go there, into her palace, and tear her apart before her father.I must do something—— (Next.) Filario has lost all self-control!You have won.Let us follow him and persuade him, lest he do something unfavorable to himself in a fit of anger. Iachimo I am willing. (same below.) The fifth game is the same as before.another room Enter Posthumus. Posthumus Is it true that men must rely on the cooperation of women when they are born into this world?We're all bastards, all of us.No one knows where was the most honorable man I call father, when my mother begot me; and who made me a counterfeit; but my mother was in Then she was as holy as Diana, as my wife is now of peerless fame.Ah, revenge!revenge!She forbade me to enjoy my legal pleasures, and often exhorted me to be patient and self-controlled. Her expression was so chaste and quiet, with a face full of shyness, and that pitiful appearance, even a person with a heart of stone would not I can't see her soft-hearted; I thought she was as white as snow that has not been exposed to the sun.O all devils!In an hour--perhaps less than an hour--for this vile Iachimo? ——Maybe he didn't say anything, just like a Germanic wild boar, he yelled and pounced on it, and he didn't encounter any resistance except for the usual half-push.If only I could find out what part of myself a woman gave me!For I judge that man's evil actions are all caused by the nature that woman has left him: lying is a woman's nature; flattery is also hers; deceit is also hers; ; revenge is also her instinct; ambition, greed, emulation, arrogance, vanity, slander, repetition, all the sins that men can enumerate and know in hell, or some, or all, belong to her; , is almost all parts; for they have no perseverance even in vice, and change a new pattern every minute.I want to write articles that scold them, hate them, and curse them.But this is not the best way to express real hatred. I should pray to the gods to let them get what they want, because the pain they caused themselves is far greater than the disaster that the devil can give them. (Down.)