BELARIUS.
We will die all three;
But I will prove that two on’s are as good
As I have given out him. My sons, I must
For mine own part unfold a dangerous speech,
Though haply well for you.
ARVIRAGUS.
Your danger’s ours.
GUIDERIUS.
And our good his.
BELARIUS.
Have at it then by leave!
Thou hadst, great King, a subject who
Was call’d Belarius.
CYMBELINE.
What of him? He is
A banish’d traitor.
BELARIUS.
He it is that hath
Assum’d this age; indeed a banish’d man;
I know not how a traitor.
CYMBELINE.
Take him hence,
The whole world shall not save him.
BELARIUS.
Not too hot.
First pay me for the nursing of thy sons,
And let it be confiscate all, so soon
As I have receiv’d it.
CYMBELINE.
Nursing of my sons?
BELARIUS.
I am too blunt and saucy: here’s my knee.
Ere I arise I will prefer my sons;
Then spare not the old father. Mighty sir,
These two young gentlemen that call me father,
And think they are my sons, are none of mine;
They are the issue of your loins, my liege,
And blood of your begetting.