Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Modern Critical Edition
Editor’s NoteEnter in state Cymbeline, [the] Queen, Cloten, and lords at one door, and at another, Caius Lucius and attendants1
cymbeline Now say, what would Augustus Caesar with us?2
lucius When Julius Caesar—whose remembrance yet
3Lives in men's eyes, and will to ears and tongues
4Be theme and hearing ever—was in this Britain
pg 3012Editor’s Note5And conquered it, Cassibelan, thine uncle,
6Famous in Caesar's praises no whit less
7Than in his feats deserving it, for him
Editor’s Note8And his succession granted Rome a tribute,
9Yearly three thousand pounds, which by thee lately
Editor’s Note10Is left untendered.
queen And, to kill the marvel,
11Shall be so ever.
cloten There be many Caesars
12Ere such another Julius. Britain's a world
13By itself, and we will nothing pay
Editor’s Note14For wearing our own noses.
queen That opportunity
Editor’s Note15Which then they had to take from's, to resume
Editor’s Note16We have again. Remember, sir, my liege,
17The kings your ancestors, together with
Editor’s Note18The natural bravery of your isle, which stands
Editor’s Note19As Neptune's park, ribbed, and paled in
20With oaks unscalable and roaring waters,
Editor’s Note21With sands that will not bear your enemies' boats,
22But suck them up to th' topmast. A kind of conquest
23Caesar made here, but made not here his brag
Editor’s Note24Of 'came and saw and overcame'. With shame—
25The first that ever touched him—he was carried
26From off our coast, twice beaten; and his shipping,
Editor’s Note27Poor ignorant baubles, on our terrible seas
28Like eggshells moved upon their surges, cracked
29As easily 'gainst our rocks; for joy whereof
Editor’s Note30The famed Cassibelan, who was once at point—
Editor’s Note31O giglot fortune!—to master Caesar's sword,
Editor’s Note32Made Lud's town with rejoicing fires bright,
33And Britons strut with courage.34
cloten Come, there's no more tribute to be paid. Our kingdom is 35stronger than it was at that time, and, as I said, there is no more such Editor’s Note36Caesars. Other of them may have crook'd noses, but to own such straight 37arms, none.38
cymbeline Son, let your mother end.39
cloten We have yet many among us can grip as hard as Cassibelan. I 40do not say I am one, but I have a hand. Why tribute? Why should we 41pay tribute? If Caesar can hide the sun from us with a blanket, or put 42the moon in his pocket, we will pay him tribute for light; else, sir, no 43more tribute, pray you now.pg 3013 44
cymbeline [to Lucius] You must know,
Editor’s Note45Till the injurious Romans did extort
46This tribute from us we were free. Caesar's ambition,
47Which swelled so much that it did almost stretch
Editor’s Note48The sides o'th' world, against all colour here
49Did put the yoke upon's, which to shake off
50Becomes a warlike people, whom we reckon
51Ourselves to be. We do say then to Caesar,
Editor’s Note52Our ancestor was that Mulmutius which
Editor’s Note53Ordained our laws, whose use the sword of Caesar
Editor’s Note54Hath too much mangled, whose repair and franchise
55Shall by the power we hold be our good deed,
56Though Rome be therefore angry. Mulmutius made our laws,
57Who was the first of Britain which did put
58His brows within a golden crown and called
Editor’s Note59Himself a king.
lucius I am sorry, Cymbeline,
60That I am to pronounce Augustus Caesar—
61Caesar that hath more kings his servants than
62Thyself domestic officers—thine enemy.
Editor’s Note63Receive it from me, then: war and confusion
64In Caesar's name pronounce I 'gainst thee. Look
65For fury not to be resisted. Thus defied,
Editor’s Note66I thank thee for myself.
cymbeline Thou art welcome, Caius.
67Thy Caesar knighted me; my youth I spent
68Much under him; of him I gathered honour,
Editor’s Note69Which he to seek of me again perforce
Editor’s Note70Behoves me keep at utterance. I am perfect
Editor’s Note71That the Pannonians and Dalmatians for
72Their liberties are now in arms, a precedent
Editor’s Note73Which not to read would show the Britons cold;
Editor’s Note74So Caesar shall not find them.
lucius Let proof speak.75
cloten His majesty bids you welcome. Make pastime with us a day 76or two or longer. If you seek us afterwards in other terms, you shall 77find us in our salt-water girdle. If you beat us out of it, it is yours; if Editor’s Note78you fall in the adventure, our crows shall fare the better for you, and 79there's an end.80
lucius So, sir.81Exeunt
cymbeline I know your master's pleasure, and he mine.
Editor’s Note82All the remain is 'Welcome'.