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Is not this suit of mine,—that thou declare
, how near;
Sir, I'll tell you;
On, good Camillo.
By the king
For what? Cań. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he
As he had seen't, or been an instrument
Pol. 0, then my best blood turn
Swear his thought over
1 “I am appointed him to murder you;" I am the person appointed to murder you.
2 i. e. to screw or move you to it. A vice, in Shakspeare's time, meant any kind of winding screw. The vice of a clock was a common expression
3 That is, Judas. 4 “Swear his thought over.” The meaning apparently is, “ Over-swear his thought by," &c.
As, or by oath, remove, or counsel, shake
How should this grow?
I do believe thee :
1 “Is piled upon his faith ;" this folly which is erected on the foundation of settled belief.
2 i. e. I will place thee in elevated rank, always near to my own in dignity, or near my person.
Of his ill-ta’en suspicion !1 Come, Camillo;
Cam. It is in mine authority to command
SCENE I. The same.
Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and Ladies.
Come, my gracious lord,
No, I'll none of you. 1 Lady. Why, my sweet lord ?
Mam. You'll kiss me hard; and speak to me as if I were a baby still.- I love you better. .
2 Lady. And why so, my lord ? Mam.
Not for because Your brows are blacker ; yet black brows, they say, Become some women best; so that there be not Too much hair there, but in a semicircle, Or half-moon made with a pen. 2 Lady.
Who taught you this? Mam. I learned it out of women's faces.-Pray
1 Johnson might well say, “I can make nothing of the following words:
Of his ill-ta'en suspicion.'”
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Blue, my lord. Mam. Nay, that's a mock; I have seen a lady's
Hark ye ;
That has been blue, but not her eyebrows.
2 Lady. The queen, your mother, rounds apace : we shall Present our services to a fine new prince, One of these days; and then you'd wanton with us, If we would have you. 1 Lady.
She is spread of late Into a goodly bulk. Good time encounter her! Her. What wisdom stirs amongst you ? Come, sir,
I am for you again. Pray you, sit by us,
Merry, or sad, shall’t be?
A sad tale's best for winter.
Let's have that, good sir. Come on, sit down.—Come on, and do your best
, To fright me with your sprites: you're powerful at it.
Mam. There was a man,-
Mam. Dwelt by a churchyard ;-I will tell it softly;
Come on then, And give't me in mine ear.
Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and others. Leon. Was he met there? his train ?
his train ? Camillo with him? 1 Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them;
Saw I men scour so on their way. I eyed them
How blessed am I
1 i. e. judgment.
Alack, for lesser knowledge!1 How accursed,
1 Lord. By his great authority ;
I know't too well.-
What is this? sport? Leon. Bear the boy hence; he shall not come about
But I'd say, he had not, And, I'll be sworn, you would believe my saying, Howe'er
lean to the nayward. Leon.
You, my lords, Look on her, mark her well; be but about
i That is, O that my knowledge were less !
4 i. e. “a thing pinched out of clouts; a puppet for them to move and actuate as they please.”