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POSTHUMUS

A Roman,
Who had not now been drooping here if seconds [90]
Had answer’d him.

SECOND CAPTAIN
Lay hands on him: a dog,

A leg of Rome shall not return to tell
What crows have peck’d them here: he brags his service
As if he were of note: bring him to th’ king.

Enter Cymbeline, Belarius, Guiderius, Arviragus, Pisanio, and Roman

Captives. The Captains present Posthumus to Cymbeline, who delivers him
over to a Gaoler.
[Exeunt.]

Scene IV IT

Enter Posthumus and two Gaolers.

FIRST GAOLER
You shall not now be stol’n, you have locks upon you:
So graze, as you find pasture.

SECOND GAOLER
Ay, or a stomach.
[Exeunt Gaolers.]

POSTHUMUS
Most welcome bondage; for thou art a way,

I think to liberty: yet am I better
Than one that’s sick o’ th’ gout, since he had rather [5]
Groan so in perpetuity than be cur’d
By th’ sure physician, Death; who is the key

T’ unbar these locks. My conscience, thou art fetter’d
More than my shanks and wrists: you good gods, give me
The penitent instrument to pick that bolt, [10]