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Cymbeline: Act 5 Scene 2
Scene II Field of battle between the British and Roman camps.
- [Enter, from one side, LUCIUS, IACHIMO, and
- the Roman Army: from the other side, the
- British Army; POSTHUMUS LEONATUS following,
- like a poor soldier. They march over and go
- out. Then enter again, in skirmish, IACHIMO
- and POSTHUMUS LEONATUS he vanquisheth and disarmeth
- IACHIMO, and then leaves him]
- The heaviness and guilt within my bosom
- Takes off my manhood: I have belied a lady,
- The princess of this country, and the air on't
- Revengingly enfeebles me; or could this carl,
- A very drudge of nature's, have subdued me
- In my profession? Knighthoods and honours, borne
- As I wear mine, are titles but of scorn.
- If that thy gentry, Britain, go before
- This lout as he exceeds our lords, the odds
- Is that we scarce are men and you are gods.
- [The battle continues; the Britons fly; CYMBELINE is
- taken: then enter, to his rescue, BELARIUS,
- GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS]
- Stand, stand! We have the advantage of the ground;
- The lane is guarded: nothing routs us but
- The villany of our fears.
- GUIDERIUS / ARVIRAGUS
- Stand, stand, and fight!
- [Re-enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS, and seconds the
- Britons: they rescue CYMBELINE, and exeunt. Then
- re-enter LUCIUS, and IACHIMO, with IMOGEN]
- CAIUS LUCIUS
- Away, boy, from the troops, and save thyself;
- For friends kill friends, and the disorder's such
- As war were hoodwink'd.
- 'Tis their fresh supplies.
- CAIUS LUCIUS
- It is a day turn'd strangely: or betimes
- Let's reinforce, or fly.