<SPEECH 1><ACT 1><SCENE 4><8%>
<IACHIMO>	<8%>
	Believe it, sir, I have seen him in Britain; he was then of a crescent note, expected to prove so worthy as since he hath been allowed the name of; but I could then have looked on him without the help of admiration, though the catalogue of his endowments had been tabled by his side and I to peruse him by items.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 2><ACT 1><SCENE 4><8%>
<IACHIMO>	<9%>
	This matter of marrying his king's daughter,—wherein he must be weighed rather by her value than his own,—words him, I doubt not, a great deal from the matter.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 3><ACT 1><SCENE 4><9%>
<IACHIMO>	<9%>
	Ay, and the approbation of those that weep this lamentable divorce under her colours are wonderfully to extend him; be it but to fortify her judgment, which else an easy battery might lay flat, for taking a beggar without less quality. But how comes it, he is to sojourn with you? How creeps acquaintance?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 4><ACT 1><SCENE 4><9%>
<IACHIMO>	<10%>
	Can we, with manners, ask what was the difference?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 5><ACT 1><SCENE 4><10%>
<IACHIMO>	<10%>
	That lady is not now living, or this gentleman's opinion by this worn out.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 6><ACT 1><SCENE 4><10%>
<IACHIMO>	<10%>
	You must not so far prefer her 'fore ours of Italy.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 7><ACT 1><SCENE 4><10%>
<IACHIMO>	<10%>
	As fair and as good—a kind of hand-in-hand comparison—had been something too fair and too good for any lady in Britain. If she went before others I have seen, as that diamond of yours outlustres many I have beheld, I could not but believe she excelled many; but I have not seen the most precious diamond that is, nor you the lady.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 8><ACT 1><SCENE 4><10%>
<IACHIMO>	<11%>
	What do you esteem it at?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 9><ACT 1><SCENE 4><10%>
<IACHIMO>	<11%>
	Either your unparagoned mistress is dead, or she's outprized by a trifle.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 10><ACT 1><SCENE 4><10%>
<IACHIMO>	<11%>
	Which the gods have given you?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 11><ACT 1><SCENE 4><11%>
<IACHIMO>	<11%>
	You may wear her in little yours, but, you know, strange fowl light upon neighbouring ponds. Your ring may be stolen, too; so your brace of unprizeable estimations, the one is but frail and the other causal; a cunning thief, or a that way accomplished courtier, would hazard the winning both of first and last.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 12><ACT 1><SCENE 4><11%>
<IACHIMO>	<11%>
	With five times so much conversation I should get ground of your fair mistress, make her go back, even to the yielding, had I admittance and opportunity to friend.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 13><ACT 1><SCENE 4><11%>
<IACHIMO>	<11%>
	I dare thereupon pawn the moiety of my estate to your ring, which, in my opinion, o'ervalues it something; but I make my wager rather against your confidence than her reputation; and, to bar your offence herein too, I durst attempt it against any lady in the world.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 14><ACT 1><SCENE 4><11%>
<IACHIMO>	<12%>
	What's that?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 15><ACT 1><SCENE 4><12%>
<IACHIMO>	<12%>
	Would I had put my estate and my neighbour's on the approbation of what I have spoke!
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 16><ACT 1><SCENE 4><12%>
<IACHIMO>	<12%>
	Yours; whom in constancy you think stands so safe. I will lay you ten thousand ducats to your ring, that, commend me to the court where your lady is, with no more advantage than the opportunity of a second conference, and I will bring from thence that honour of hers which you imagine so reserved.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 17><ACT 1><SCENE 4><12%>
<IACHIMO>	<12%>
	You are afraid, and therein the wiser. If you buy ladies' flesh at a million a dram, you cannot preserve it from tainting. But I see you have some religion in you, that you fear.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 18><ACT 1><SCENE 4><12%>
<IACHIMO>	<12%>
	I am the master of my speeches, and would undergo what's spoken, I swear.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 19><ACT 1><SCENE 4><12%>
<IACHIMO>	<13%>
	By the gods, it is one. If I bring you no sufficient testimony that I have enjoyed the dearest bodily part of your mistress, my ten thousand ducats are yours; so is your diamond too: if I come off, and leave her in such honour as you have trust in, she your jewel, this your jewel, and my gold are yours; provided I have your commendation for my more free entertainment.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 20><ACT 1><SCENE 4><13%>
<IACHIMO>	<13%>
	Your hand; a covenant. We will have these things set down by lawful counsel, and straight away for Britain, lest the bargain should catch cold and starve. I will fetch my gold and have our two wagers recorded.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 21><ACT 1><SCENE 6><16%>
<IACHIMO>	<17%>
	Change you, madam?
	The worthy Leonatus is in safety,
	And greets your highness dearly.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 22><ACT 1><SCENE 6><16%>
<IACHIMO>	<17%>
<STAGE DIR>
<Aside.>
</STAGE DIR> All of her that is out of door most rich!
	If she be furnish'd with a mind so rare,
	She is alone the Arabian bird, and I
	Have lost the wager. Boldness be my friend!
	Arm me, audacity, from head to foot!
	Or, like the Parthian, I shall flying fight;
	Rather, directly fly.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 23><ACT 1><SCENE 6><17%>
<IACHIMO>	<17%>
	Thanks, fairest lady.
	What! are men mad? Hath nature given them eyes
	To see this vaulted arch, and the rich crop
	Of sea and land, which can distinguish 'twixt
	The fiery orbs above and the twinn'd stones
	Upon the number'd beach? and can we not
	Partition make with spectacles so precious
	'Twixt fair and foul?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 24><ACT 1><SCENE 6><17%>
<IACHIMO>	<17%>
	It cannot be i' the eye; for apes and monkeys
	'Twixt two such shes would chatter this way and
	Contemn with mows the other; nor i' the judgment,
	For idiots in this case of favour would
	Be wisely definite; nor i' the appetite;
	Sluttery to such neat excellence oppos'd
	Should make desire vomit emptiness,
	Not so allur'd to feed.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 25><ACT 1><SCENE 6><17%>
<IACHIMO>	<18%>
	The cloyed will,—
	That satiate yet unsatisfied desire, that tub
	Both fill'd and running,—ravening first the lamb,
	Longs after for the garbage.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 26><ACT 1><SCENE 6><17%>
<IACHIMO>	<18%>
	Thanks, madam, well.
<STAGE DIR>
<To Pisanio.>
</STAGE DIR> Beseech you, sir,
	Desire my man's abode where I did leave him;
	He's strange and peevish.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 27><ACT 1><SCENE 6><17%>
<IACHIMO>	<18%>
	Well, madam.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 28><ACT 1><SCENE 6><17%>
<IACHIMO>	<18%>
	Exceeding pleasant; none a stranger there
	So merry and so gamesome: he is call'd
	The Briton reveller.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 29><ACT 1><SCENE 6><18%>
<IACHIMO>	<18%>
	I never saw him sad.
	There is a Frenchman his companion, one,
	An eminent monsieur, that, it seems, much loves
	A Gallian girl at home; he furnaces
	The thick sighs from him, whiles the jolly Briton—
	Your lord, I mean—laughs from 's free lungs, cries, 'O!
	Can my sides hold, to think that man, who knows
	By history, report, or his own proof,
	What woman is, yea, what she cannot choose
	But must be, will his free hours languish for
	Assured bondage?'
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 30><ACT 1><SCENE 6><18%>
<IACHIMO>	<18%>
	Ay, madam, with his eyes in flood with laughter:
	It is a recreation to be by
	And hear him mock the Frenchman; but, heavens know,
	Some men are much to blame.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 31><ACT 1><SCENE 6><18%>
<IACHIMO>	<18%>
	Not he; but yet heaven's bounty towards him might
	Be us'd more thankfully. In himself, 'tis much;
	In you,—which I account his beyond all talents,—
	Whilst I am bound to wonder, I am bound
	To pity too.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 32><ACT 1><SCENE 6><18%>
<IACHIMO>	<19%>
	Two creatures, heartily.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 33><ACT 1><SCENE 6><18%>
<IACHIMO>	<19%>
	Lamentable! What!
	To hide me from the radiant sun and solace
	I' the dungeon by a snuff!
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 34><ACT 1><SCENE 6><18%>
<IACHIMO>	<19%>
	That others do,
	I was about to say, enjoy your—But
	It is an office of the gods to venge it,
	Not mine to speak on 't.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 35><ACT 1><SCENE 6><19%>
<IACHIMO>	<19%>
	Had I this cheek
	To bathe my lips upon; this hand, whose touch,
	Whose every touch, would force the feeler's soul
	To the oath of loyalty; this object, which
	Takes prisoner the wild motion of mine eye,
	Firing it only here; should I—damn'd then—
	Slaver with lips as common as the stairs
	That mount the Capitol; join gripes with hands
	Made hard with hourly falsehood,—falsehood, as
	With labour;—then by-peeping in an eye,
	Base and illustrous as the smoky light
	That's fed with stinking tallow; it were fit
	That all the plagues of hell should at one time
	Encounter such revolt.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 36><ACT 1><SCENE 6><19%>
<IACHIMO>	<19%>
	And himself. Not I,
	Inclin'd to this intelligence, pronounce
	The beggary of his change; but 'tis your graces
	That from my mutest conscience to my tongue
	Charms this report out.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 37><ACT 1><SCENE 6><19%>
<IACHIMO>	<20%>
	O dearest soul! your cause doth strike my heart
	With pity, that doth make me sick. A lady
	So fair,—and fasten'd to an empery
	Would make the great'st king double,—to be partner'd
	With tom-boys hir'd with that self-exhibition
	Which your own coffers yield! with diseas'd ventures
	That play with all infirmities for gold
	Which rottenness can lend nature! such boil'd stuff
	As well might poison poison! Be reveng'd;
	Or she that bore you was no queen, and you
	Recoil from your great stock.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 38><ACT 1><SCENE 6><20%>
<IACHIMO>	<20%>
	Should be make me
	Live like Diana's priest, betwixt cold sheets,
	Whiles he is vaulting variable ramps,
	In your despite, upon your purse? Revenge it.
	I dedicate myself to your sweet pleasure,
	More noble than that runagate to your bed,
	And will continue fast to your affection,
	Still close as sure.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 39><ACT 1><SCENE 6><20%>
<IACHIMO>	<20%>
	Let me my service tender on your lips.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 40><ACT 1><SCENE 6><20%>
<IACHIMO>	<21%>
	O happy Leonatus! I may say:
	The credit that thy lady hath of thee
	Deserves thy trust, and thy most perfect goodness
	Her assur'd credit. Blessed live you long!
	A lady to the worthiest sir that ever
	Country call'd his; and you his mistress, only
	For the most worthiest fit. Give me your pardon.
	I have spoken this, to know if your affiance
	Were deeply rooted, and shall make your lord
	That which he is, new o'er; and he is one
	The truest manner'd; such a holy witch
	That he enchants societies into him;
	Half all men's hearts are his.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 41><ACT 1><SCENE 6><20%>
<IACHIMO>	<21%>
	He sits 'mongst men like a descended god:
	He hath a kind of honour sets him off,
	More than a mortal seeming. Be not angry,
	Most mighty princess, that I have adventur'd
	To try your taking of a false report; which hath
	Honour'd with confirmation your great judgment
	In the election of a sir so rare,
	Which you know cannot err. The love I bear him
	Made me to fan you thus; but the gods made you,
	Unlike all others, chaffless. Pray, your pardon.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 42><ACT 1><SCENE 6><21%>
<IACHIMO>	<21%>
	My humble thanks. I had almost forget
	To entreat your Grace but in a small request,
	And yet of moment too, for it concerns
	Your lord, myself, and other noble friends,
	Are partners in the business.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 43><ACT 1><SCENE 6><21%>
<IACHIMO>	<21%>
	Some dozen Romans of us and your lord,
	The best feather of our wing, have mingled sums
	To buy a present for the emperor;
	Which I, the factor for the rest, have done
	In France; 'tis plate of rare device, and jewels
	Of rich and exquisite form; their values great;
	And I am something curious, being strange,
	To have them in safe stowage. May it please you
	To take them in protection?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 44><ACT 1><SCENE 6><21%>
<IACHIMO>	<22%>
	They are in a trunk,
	Attended by my men; I will make bold
	To send them to you, only for this night;
	I must aboard to-morrow.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 45><ACT 1><SCENE 6><21%>
<IACHIMO>	<22%>
	Yes, I beseech, or I shall short my word
	By lengthening my return. From Gallia
	I cross'd the seas on purpose and on promise
	To see your Grace.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 46><ACT 1><SCENE 6><21%>
<IACHIMO>	<22%>
	O! I must, madam:
	Therefore I shall beseech you, if you please
	To greet your lord with writing, do 't to-night:
	I have outstood my time, which is material
	To the tender of our present.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 47><ACT 2><SCENE 2><24%>
<IACHIMO>	<24%>
	The crickets sing, and man's o'erlabour'd sense
	Repairs itself by rest. Our Tarquin thus
	Did softly press the rushes ere he waken'd
	The chastity he wounded. Cytherea,
	How bravely thou becom'st thy bed! freshlily,
	And whiter than the sheets! That I might touch!
	But kiss: one kiss! Rubies unparagon'd,
	How dearly they do 't! 'Tis her breathing that
	Perfumes the chamber thus; the flame of the taper
	Bows toward her, and would under-peep her lids,
	To see the enclosed lights, now canopied
	Under these windows, white and azure lac'd
	With blue of heaven's own tinct. But my design,
	To note the chamber: I will write all down:
	Such and such pictures; there the window; such
	Th' adornment of her bed; the arras, figures,
	Why, such and such; and the contents o' the story.
	Ah! but some natural notes about her body,
	Above ten thousand meaner moveables
	Would testify, to enrich mine inventory.
	O sleep! thou ape of death, lie dull upon her;
	And be her senses but as a monument
	Thus in a chapel lying. Come off, come off;—
<STAGE DIR>
<Taking off her bracelet.>
</STAGE DIR>
	As slippery as the Gordian knot was hard!
	'Tis mine; and this will witness outwardly,
	As strongly as the conscience does within,
	To the madding of her lord. On her left breast
	A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops
	I' the bottom of a cowslip: here's a voucher;
	Stronger than ever law could make: this secret
	Will force him think I have pick'd the lock and ta'en
	The treasure of her honour. No more. To what end?
	Why should I write this down, that's riveted,
	Screw'd to my memory? She hath been reading late
	The tale of Tereus; here the leaf's turn'd down
	Where Philomel gave up. I have enough:
	To the trunk again, and shut the spring of it.
	Swift, swift, you dragons of the night, that dawning
	May bare the raven's eye! I lodge in fear;
	Though this a heavenly angel, hell is here.
<STAGE DIR>
<Clock strikes.>
</STAGE DIR>
	One, two, three: time, time!
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 48><ACT 2><SCENE 4><31%>
<IACHIMO>	<31%>
	Your lady
	Is one of the fairest that I have look'd upon.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 49><ACT 2><SCENE 4><31%>
<IACHIMO>	<32%>
	Here are letters for you.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 50><ACT 2><SCENE 4><31%>
<IACHIMO>	<32%>
	'Tis very like.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 51><ACT 2><SCENE 4><31%>
<IACHIMO>	<32%>
	He was expected then,
	But not approach'd.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 52><ACT 2><SCENE 4><31%>
<IACHIMO>	<32%>
	If I have lost it,
	I should have lost the worth of it in gold.
	I'll make a journey twice as far to enjoy
	A second night of such sweet shortness which
	Was mine in Britain; for the ring is won.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 53><ACT 2><SCENE 4><32%>
<IACHIMO>	<32%>
	Not a whit,
	Your lady being so easy.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 54><ACT 2><SCENE 4><32%>
<IACHIMO>	<32%>
	Good sir, we must,
	If you keep covenant. Had I not brought
	The knowledge of your mistress home, I grant
	We were to question further, but I now
	Profess myself the winner of her honour,
	Together with your ring; and not the wronger
	Of her or you, having proceeded but
	By both your wills.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 55><ACT 2><SCENE 4><32%>
<IACHIMO>	<32%>
	Sir, my circumstances
	Being so near the truth as I will make them,
	Must first induce you to believe: whose strength
	I will confirm with oath; which, I doubt not,
	You'll give me leave to spare, when you shall find
	You need it not.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 56><ACT 2><SCENE 4><32%>
<IACHIMO>	<32%>
	First, her bedchamber,—
	Where I confess I slept not, but profess
	Had that was well worth watching,—it was hang'd
	With tapestry of silk and silver; the story
	Proud Cleopatra, when she met her Roman,
	And Cydnus swell'd above the banks, or for
	The press of boats or pride; a piece of work
	So bravely done, so rich, that it did strive
	In workmanship and value; which I wonder'd
	Could be rarely and exactly wrought,
	Since the true life on 't was—
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 57><ACT 2><SCENE 4><32%>
<IACHIMO>	<33%>
	More particulars
	Must justify my knowledge.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 58><ACT 2><SCENE 4><33%>
<IACHIMO>	<33%>
	The chimney
	Is south the chamber, and the chimney-piece
	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.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 59><ACT 2><SCENE 4><33%>
<IACHIMO>	<33%>
	The roof o' the 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.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 60><ACT 2><SCENE 4><33%>
<IACHIMO>	<33%>
	Then, if you can,
	Be pale: I beg but leave to air this jewel; see!
<STAGE DIR>
<Showing the bracelet.>
</STAGE DIR>
	And now 'tis up again; it must be married
	To that your diamond; I'll keep them.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 61><ACT 2><SCENE 4><33%>
<IACHIMO>	<33%>
	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.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 62><ACT 2><SCENE 4><33%>
<IACHIMO>	<34%>
	She writes so to you, doth she?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 63><ACT 2><SCENE 4><34%>
<IACHIMO>	<34%>
	By Jupiter, I had it from her arm.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 64><ACT 2><SCENE 4><34%>
<IACHIMO>	<34%>
	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?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 65><ACT 2><SCENE 4><34%>
<IACHIMO>	<35%>
	Will you hear more?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 66><ACT 2><SCENE 4><34%>
<IACHIMO>	<35%>
	I'll be sworn,—
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 67><ACT 2><SCENE 4><35%>
<IACHIMO>	<35%>
	I'll deny nothing.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 68><ACT 2><SCENE 4><35%>
<IACHIMO>	<35%>
	With all my heart.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 69><ACT 5><SCENE 2><75%>
<IACHIMO>	<76%>
	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 subdu'd 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.
<STAGE DIR>
<Exit.>
</STAGE DIR>

</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 70><ACT 5><SCENE 2><76%>
<IACHIMO>	<77%>
	'Tis their fresh supplies.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 71><ACT 5><SCENE 5><89%>
<IACHIMO>	<90%>
	Thou'lt torture me to leave unspoken that
	Which, to be spoke, would torture thee.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 72><ACT 5><SCENE 5><89%>
<IACHIMO>	<90%>
	I am glad to be constrain'd to utter that
	Which torments me to conceal. By villany
	I got this ring; 'twas Leonatus' jewel,
	Whom thou didst banish, and—which more may grieve thee,
	As it doth me—a nobler sir ne'er liv'd
	'Twixt sky and ground. Wilt thou hear more, my lord?
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 73><ACT 5><SCENE 5><89%>
<IACHIMO>	<90%>
	That paragon, thy daughter,—
	For whom my heart drops blood, and my false spirits
	Quail to remember,—Give me leave; I faint.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 74><ACT 5><SCENE 5><90%>
<IACHIMO>	<90%>
	Upon a time,—unhappy was the clock
	That struck the hour!—it was in Rome,—accurs'd
	The mansion where!—'twas at a feast—O, would
	Our viands had been poison'd, or at least
	Those which I heav'd to head!—the good Posthumus,—
	What should I say? he was too good to be
	Where ill men were; and was the best of all
	Amongst the rar'st of good ones;—sitting sadly
	Hearing us praise our loves of Italy
	For beauty that made barren the swell'd boast
	Of him that best could speak; for feature laming
	The shrine of Venus, or straight-pight Minerva,
	Postures beyond brief nature; for condition,
	A shop of all the qualities that man
	Loves woman for; besides that hook of wiving,
	Fairness which strikes the eye.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 75><ACT 5><SCENE 5><90%>
<IACHIMO>	<91%>
	All too soon I shall,
	Unless thou wouldst grieve quickly. This Posthumus—
	Most like a noble lord in love, and one
	That had a royal lover—took his hint;
	And, not dispraising whom we prais'd,—therein
	He was as calm as virtue,—he began
	His mistress' picture; which by his tongue being made,
	And then a mind put in 't, either our brags
	Were crack'd of kitchen trulls, or his description
	Prov'd us unspeaking sots.
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 76><ACT 5><SCENE 5><90%>
<IACHIMO>	<91%>
	Your daughter's chastity, there it begins.
	He spake of her as Dian had hot dreams,
	And she alone were cold; whereat I, wretch,
	Made scruple of his praise, and wager'd with him
	Pieces of gold 'gainst this, which then he wore
	Upon his honour'd finger, to attain
	In suit the place of his bed, and win this ring
	By hers and mine adultery. He, true knight,
	No lesser of her honour confident
	Than I did truly find her, stakes this ring;
	And would so, had it been a carbuncle
	Of Phśbus' wheel; and might so safely, had it
	Been all the worth of 's car. Away to Britain
	Post I in this design. Well may you, sir,
	Remember me at court, where I was taught
	Of your chaste daughter the wide difference
	'Twixt amorous and villanous. Being thus quench'd
	Of hope, not longing, mine Italian brain
	'Gan in your duller Britain operate
	Most vilely; for my vantage, excellent;
	And, to be brief, my practice so prevail'd,
	That I return'd with simular proof enough
	To make the noble Leonatus mad,
	By wounding his belief in her renown
	With tokens thus, and thus; averring notes
	Of chamber-hanging, pictures, this her bracelet;—
	Oh cunning! how I got it!—nay, some marks
	Of secret on her person, that he could not
	But think her bond of chastity quite crack'd,
	I having ta'en the forfeit. Whereupon,—
	Methinks I see him now,—
</IACHIMO>

<SPEECH 77><ACT 5><SCENE 5><97%>
<IACHIMO>	<98%>
<STAGE DIR>
<Kneeling.>
</STAGE DIR> I am down again;
	But now my heavy conscience sinks my knee,
	As then your force did. Take that life, beseech you,
	Which I so often owe, but your ring first,
	And here the bracelet of the truest princess
	That ever swore her faith.
</IACHIMO>

