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Enter IMOGEN and PISANIOIMOGEN
I would thou grew'st unto the shores o' the haven,PISANIO
And question'dst every sail: if he should write
And not have it, 'twere a paper lost,
As offer'd mercy is. What was the last
That he spake to thee?
It was his queen, his queen!IMOGEN
Then waved his handkerchief?PISANIO
And kiss'd it, madam.IMOGEN
Senseless Linen! happier therein than I!PISANIO
And that was all?
No, madam; for so longIMOGEN
As he could make me with this eye or ear
Distinguish him from others, he did keep
The deck, with glove, or hat, or handkerchief,
Still waving, as the fits and stirs of 's mind
Could best express how slow his soul sail'd on,
How swift his ship.
Thou shouldst have made himPISANIO
As little as a crow, or less, ere left
To after-eye him.
Madam, so I did.IMOGEN
I would have broke mine eye-strings; crack'd them, butPISANIO
To look upon him, till the diminution
Of space had pointed him sharp as my needle,
Nay, follow'd him, till he had melted from
The smallness of a gnat to air, and then
Have turn'd mine eye and wept. But, good Pisanio,
When shall we hear from him?
Be assured, madam,IMOGEN
With his next vantage.
I did not take my leave of him, but hadLady
Most pretty things to say: ere I could tell him
How I would think on him at certain hours
Such thoughts and such, or I could make him swear
The shes of Italy should not betray
Mine interest and his honour, or have charged him,
At the sixth hour of morn, at noon, at midnight,
To encounter me with orisons, for then
I am in heaven for him; or ere I could
Give him that parting kiss which I had set
Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father
And like the tyrannous breathing of the north
Shakes all our buds from growing.
Enter a Lady
The queen, madam,IMOGEN
Desires your highness' company.
Those things I bid you do, get them dispatch'd.PISANIO
I will attend the queen.
Madam, I shall.
Exeunt
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