Cymbeline Act 1 Scene 2 lyrics

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 thoroughfare 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.