Act I, Scene ii
| The same. A public place. |
| [Enter CLOTEN and two LORDS.] |
| FIRST LORD: |
| Sir, I would advise you to shift a shirt; the violence of action |
| hath made you reek as a sacrifice. Where air comes out, air |
| comes in; there's none abroad so wholesome as that you vent. |
| CLOTEN: |
| If my shirt were bloody, then to shift it. Have I hurt him? |
| SECOND LORD: |
| [Aside.] |
| No, faith; not so much as his patience. |
| FIRST LORD: |
| Hurt him! His body's a passable carcass, if he be not |
| hurt; it is a throughfare for steel, if it be not hurt. |
| SECOND LORD: |
| [Aside.] |
| His steel was in debt; it went o' the backside the town. |
| CLOTEN: |
| The villain would not stand me. |
| SECOND LORD: |
| [Aside.] |
| No; but he fled forward still, toward your face. |
| FIRST LORD: |
| Stand you! You have land enough of your own; but he |
| added to your having, gave you some ground. |
| SECOND LORD: |
| [Aside.] |
| As many inches as you have oceans. Puppies! |
| CLOTEN: |
| I would they had not come between us. |
| SECOND LORD: |
| [Aside.] |
| So would I, till you had measur'd how long a fool you |
| were upon the ground. |
| CLOTEN: |
| And that she should love this fellow and refuse me! |
| SECOND LORD: |
| [Aside.] |
| If it be a sin to make a true election, she is damn'd. |
| FIRST LORD: |
| Sir, as I told you always, her beauty and her brain go |
| not together. She's a good sign, but I have seen small |
| reflection |
| of her wit. |
| SECOND LORD: |
| [Aside.] |
| She shines not upon fools, lest the reflection should hurt her. |
| CLOTEN: |
| Come, I'll to my chamber. Would there had been some hurt |
| done! |
| SECOND LORD: |
| [Aside.] |
| I wish not so; unless it had been the fall of an ass, which is no |
| great hurt. |
| CLOTEN: |
| You'll go with us? |
| FIRST LORD: |
| I'll attend your lordship. |
| CLOTEN: |
| Nay, come, let's go together. |
| SECOND LORD: |
| Well, my lord. |
| [Exeunt.] |
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