{"id":263,"date":"2012-01-06T22:46:22","date_gmt":"2012-01-07T03:46:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wordpress.stateofshakespeare.com\/?page_id=263"},"modified":"2012-08-16T21:57:24","modified_gmt":"2012-08-17T01:57:24","slug":"iachimo","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/?page_id=263","title":{"rendered":"Cymbeline: Act II, Scene ii"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Cymbeline<\/span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Act 2, Scene 2\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Iachimo<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>(This text is featured in our <a title=\"Ben Steinfeld\" href=\"http:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/?p=269\" target=\"_blank\">interview with Ben Steinfeld<\/a>)<\/p>\n<ol start=\"1\">\n<li>The crickets sing, and man&#8217;s o&#8217;er-labour&#8217;d sense<\/li>\n<li>Repairs itself by rest. Our Tarquin thus<\/li>\n<li>Did softly press the rushes, ere he waken&#8217;d<\/li>\n<li>The chastity he wounded.Cytherea,<\/li>\n<li>How bravely thou be comest thy bed, fresh lily,<\/li>\n<li>And whiter than the sheets! That I might touch!<\/li>\n<li>But kiss; one kiss! Rubies unparagon&#8217;d,<\/li>\n<li>How dearly they do&#8217;t! &#8216;Tis her breathing that<\/li>\n<li>Perfumes the chamber thus: the flame o&#8217; the ta per<\/li>\n<li>Bows toward her, and would under-peep her lids,<\/li>\n<li>To see the enclosed lights, now canopied<\/li>\n<li>Under these windows, white and azure laced<\/li>\n<li>With blue of heaven&#8217;s own tinct. But my design,<\/li>\n<li>To note the chamber: I will write all down:<\/li>\n<li>Such and such pictures; there the window; such<\/li>\n<li>The adornment of her bed; the arras; figures,<\/li>\n<li>Why, such and such; and the contents o&#8217; the story.<\/li>\n<li>Ah, but some natural notes about her body,<\/li>\n<li>Above ten thousand meaner moveables<\/li>\n<li>Would testify, to enrich mine inventory.<\/li>\n<li>Sleep, thou ape of death, lie dull upon her!<\/li>\n<li>And be her sense but as a monument,<\/li>\n<li>Thus in a chapel lying! Come off, come off:<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><em>Taking off her bracelet<\/em><\/p>\n<ol start=\"24\">\n<li>As slippery as the Gordian knot was hard!<\/li>\n<li>&#8216;Tis mine; and this will witness outwardly,<\/li>\n<li>As strongly as the conscience does within,<\/li>\n<li>To the madding of her lord. On her left breast<\/li>\n<li>A mole cinque-spotted, like the crimson drops<\/li>\n<li>I&#8217; the bottom of a cowslip: here&#8217;s a voucher,<\/li>\n<li>Stronger than ever law could make: this secret<\/li>\n<li>Will force him think I have pick&#8217;d the lock and ta&#8217;en<\/li>\n<li>The treasure of her honour. No more. To what end?<\/li>\n<li>Why should I write this down, that&#8217;s riveted,<\/li>\n<li>Screw&#8217;d to my memory? She hath been reading late<\/li>\n<li>The tale of Tereus; here the leaf&#8217;s turn&#8217;d down<\/li>\n<li>Where Philomel gave up. I have enough:<\/li>\n<li>To the trunk again, and shut the spring of it.<\/li>\n<li>Swift, swift, you dragons of the night, that dawning<\/li>\n<li>May bare the raven&#8217;s eye! I lodge in fear;<\/li>\n<li>Though this a heavenly angel, hell is here.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><em>Clock strikes<\/em><\/p>\n<ol start=\"41\">\n<li>One, two, three: time, time!<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cymbeline\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Act 2, Scene 2\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Iachimo (This text is featured in our interview with Ben Steinfeld) The crickets sing, and man&#8217;s o&#8217;er-labour&#8217;d sense Repairs itself by rest. Our Tarquin thus Did softly press the rushes, ere he waken&#8217;d The chastity he wounded.Cytherea, How bravely thou be comest thy bed, fresh lily, And whiter than the<\/p>\n <a href='https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/?page_id=263' class='excerpt-more-append'>[...]<\/a>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-263","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","post-seq-1","post-parity-odd","meta-position-line-bottom","fix"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P2Frfq-4f","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/263","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=263"}],"version-history":[{"count":15,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/263\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3012,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/263\/revisions\/3012"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=263"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}