It should be better he became her guest;
Which she entreated: our courteous Antony,
Whom ne’er the word of “No” woman heard speak,
Being barber’d ten times o’er, goes to the feast
And for his ordinary pays his heart
For what his eyes eat only.
(II. ii. 196.)
And the impression of all this magnificence had not faded from Shakespeare’s mind when in after years he wrote his Cymbeline. Imogen’s chamber
is hang’d
With tapestry of silk and silver; the story