Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Modern Critical Edition
Editor’s NoteEnter [Lucinda]1
[lucinda] I've hoped to th' latest minute hope can [
2He will not come. He's not received my letter.
Editor’s Note3Maybe some [ ] view has from our home
Editor’s Note4Repealed his changed eye: for what business can
5Excuse a tardiness thus wilful? None.
6Well then, it is not business. [
Editor’s Note8Or—O suggestion, wherefore wilt thou fright me?—
Editor’s Note9[Cardenio] to [Fernando] on mere purpose,
10On plotted purpose, [yields] me me up; he
Editor’s Note11Hath [chosen] [ .] All presumptions
Editor’s Note12Make pow'rful to this point: his own protraction,
Editor’s Note13[Fernando] left behind — that strain lacked jealousy,
14Therefore lacked love. So sure as life shall empty
Editor’s Note15Itself in death, this new surmise of mine
16Is a bold certainty. 'Tis plain and [naked],
Editor’s Note17[Fernando] would not, durst not, thus infringe
18The law of friendship, thus provoke a man
19That bears a sword and wears his flag of youth
Editor’s Note20As fresh as he. He durst not. 'Tis contrivance,
Editor’s Note21Gross daubing 'twixt them [twain]. But I'm o'erheard.Going Enter [Cardenio], disguised22
[cardenio] [Lucinda! Stay!]23
[lucinda] O my [Cardenio]!
Editor’s Note24Do you weep?25
[cardenio] No, [no, Lucinda]. When I weep, it must be
Editor’s Note26The substance of mine eye. Would I could weep;
27For then mine eye would drop upon my heart
28And 'suage the fire there.
[lucinda] You are full possessed
29How things go here. First, welcome heartily.
30Welcome to th' ending of my [
][gaudy] summer [blisses].
31My lease in 'em's expired.
[cardenio] Not so, [Lucinda].32
[lucinda] [E'en so, Cardenio]; an everlasting storm
33Is come upon me, [
36 ] your absence hath giv'n breeding
37To what my letter hath [
Editor’s Note38] Hark! The music
40This bus'ness so discordant.Editor’s Note44
[cardenio] My blood stands still and all my faculties
Editor’s Note45Are by enchantment dulled.46
49Wear I not a sword?
50Ne'er on man's thigh rode better. If I suffer
51The traitor play his part—if I not do
52Manhood and justice honour—let me be deemed
Editor’s Note53A tame, pale coward, whom the night-owl's hoot
Editor’s Note54May turn to aspen leaf; some man take this,
Editor’s Note55Give me a distaff for it.
[lucinda] Patience, [Cardenio],
Editor’s Note56And trust to me. I have forethought the means
Editor’s Note57To disappoint these nuptials.[Music within]
58These are the bells knoll for us.
Dispute it not;
Editor’s Note60I have my reasons—you anon shall know them.An altar [discovered, with] tapers. Enter at one door Servants with lights, [Fernando], Don Bernard and [Curate]; at another, [maid and Lucinda] [Music and a song
For ever let thy heav'nly tapers
D2On the married brightly shine,
D3And never may unsacred vapours
D4Drown those glorious flames of thine.
D5O Hymen, that their hands dost join,
D6Until thy rays to darkness turn
D7With thy high praise our hearts shall burn.]61
62 ] wan displeasure to subdue that cheek
64Where love should sit enthroned [
Editor’s Note67blot the low-born [Cardenio]
68From thy fair mind.
[lucinda] So I shall make it foul.
69This counsel is corrupt.
[fernando] Come, you will change—70
[lucinda] Why would you make a wife of such a one,
71That is so apt to change? This foul proceeding
Editor’s Note72Still speaks against itself and vilifies
73The purest of your judgement. For your birth's sake
Editor’s Note74I will not dart my hoarded curses at you
Editor’s Note75Nor give my meanings language. For the love
76Of all good things together, yet take heed
77And spurn the tempter back.Editor’s Note78
don bernard [ ] Perverse and foolish wretch!79
[lucinda] How may I be obedient and wise too?
80Of my obedience, sir, I cannot strip me,
81Nor can I then be wise. Grace against grace!
82Ungracious if I not obey a father,
83Most [graceless] if I do.—Yet, lord, consider,
Editor’s Note84Or ere too late, or ere that knot be tied
85Which may with violence damnable be broken,
Editor’s Note86No other way dissevered—yet consider:
87You wed my body, not my heart, my lord,
88No part of my affection. Sounds it well
89[Cardenio]'s love is Lord [Fernando's] wife?
90Have you an ear [stands armed 'gainst] this harsh sound?91
[fernando] No shot of reason can come near the place
92Where my love's fortified. The day shall come
Editor’s Note93Wherein you'll chide this backwardness, and bless
Editor’s Note94Our fervour in this course.
[lucinda] No, no, [Fernando],
95When you shall find what prophet you are proved,
96You'll prophesy no more.
don bernard Have done this talking.
97If you will cleave to your obedience, do't;
pg 3154Editor’s Note98If not, unbolt the portal and be gone:
Editor’s Note99My blessing stay behind you.
[lucinda] Sir, your pardon.
100I will not swerve a hair's breadth from my duty;
101It shall first cost me dear.
don bernard Well then, to th' point.
102Give me your hand. [
Editor’s Note103—nay, no dragging back,
104But with my curses— [[Enter Cardenio]105
[cardenio] Hold, [
Editor’s Note106 ] elder claim [
don bernard What are you, sir?107
[cardenio] A wretch that's almost lost to his own knowledge,
Editor’s Note108Struck through with injuries.—
Editor’s Note112To steal away unprivileged and leave
Editor’s Note113My [doing] and your duty unaccomplished?114
[cardenio] Ungen'rous lord! The circumstance of things
Editor’s Note115Should stop the tongue of question.—You have wronged me;
Editor’s Note116Wronged me so basely, in so dear a point
117As stains the cheek of honour with a blush,
118Cancels the bonds of service, bids allegiance
119Throw to the wind all high respects of birth,
120Title and eminence; and in their stead
121Fills up the panting heart with [hot] defiance.
123Forgo this bad intent, or with your sword
124Answer me like a man, and I shall thank you.
125[Cardenio] once dead, [Lucinda] [ ]
Editor’s Note126But living, she's a [piece] too rich to part with.127
[fernando] Vain man! The present hour is fraught with business.
128I [have no] leisure to chastise this boldness.Editor’s Note129
[don Bernard or fernando] What, here, a brawl?
130My servants—turn this boist'rous sworder forth[Exit Cardenio] [Lucinda swoons]131
[fernando] She dies upon me. Help!
don bernard Throng not about her,
135But give her air.[A paper drops from her]
[fernando] What paper's that? Let's see it.
pg 3155Editor’s Note136It is her own handwriting.
don bernard Bow her head!
Editor’s Note137What learn you by that paper, good my lord?Editor’s Note138
[fernando] That she would do the violence to herself
Editor’s Note139Which nature hath anticipated on her.
140Search her well, I pray you.141
don bernard Rash e'en to madness!