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   Cymbeline
ACT V SCENE II Field of battle between the British and Roman camps. 
 Enter, from one side, LUCIUS, IACHIMO, andthe Roman Army: from the other side, theBritish Army; POSTHUMUS LEONATUS following,like a poor soldier. They march over and goout. Then enter again, in skirmish, IACHIMOand POSTHUMUS LEONATUS he vanquisheth and di 
IACHIMO The heaviness and guilt within my bosom 
 Takes off my manhood: I have belied a lady, 
 The princess of this country, and the air on't 
 Revengingly enfeebles me; or could this carl, 5
 A very drudge of nature's, have subdued me 
 In my profession? Knighthoods and honours, borne 
 As I wear mine, are titles but of scorn. 
 If that thy gentry, Britain, go before 
 This lout as he exceeds our lords, the odds 10
 Is that we scarce are men and you are gods. 
 Exit 
 The battle continues; the Britons fly; CYMBELINE istaken: then enter, to his rescue, BELARIUS,GUIDERIUS, and ARVIRAGUS 
BELARIUS Stand, stand! We have the advantage of the ground; 
 The lane is guarded: nothing routs us but 
 The villany of our fears. 
GUIDERIUS | 15
 | Stand, stand, and fight! 
ARVIRAGUS | 
 Re-enter POSTHUMUS LEONATUS, and seconds theBritons: they rescue CYMBELINE, and exeunt. Thenre-enter LUCIUS, and IACHIMO, with IMOGEN 
CAIUS LUCIUS Away, boy, from the troops, and save thyself; 
 For friends kill friends, and the disorder's such 
 As war were hoodwink'd. 20
IACHIMO 'Tis their fresh supplies. 
CAIUS LUCIUS It is a day turn'd strangely: or betimes 
 Let's reinforce, or fly. 
 Exeunt 


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