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IMOGEN Come, fellow, be thou honest,
Do thou thy master's bidding. When thou see'st him,
A little witness my obedience. Look,
I draw the sword myself, take it, and hit
The innocent mansion of all my love (my heart);
Fear not, 'tis empty of all things, but grief.
Thy master is not there, who was indeed
the riches of it. Do his bidding, strike.
Cymbeline, Act 3 Scene 4
© 2008 Mark Brierley