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Leon. Stay your thanks awhile ;
Which is for me less easy to commit to
, And pay them when you part.
Than you to punish. Pol. Sir, that's to-morrow.
Her. Not your gaoler then, I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance, But your kind hostess.
Come, I'll question you Or breed upon our absence : That may blow Of
lord's tricks, and yours, when you were No sncaping winds at home, to make us say,
boys; This is put forth too truly. Besides, I have stay'a You were pretty lordlings then. To tire your royalty.
Pol. We were, fair queen, Leon. We are tougher, brother,
Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, Than you can put us to't.
But such a day tô-morrow as to-day, Pol. No longer stay.
And to be boy eternal. Leon. One seven-night longer.
Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o'the two? Pol. Very sooth; to-morrow.
Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk Leon. We'll part the time between's then : 'and in that
And bleat 'the one at the other : what we chang'd, I'll no gainsaying.
Was innocence for innocence;' we knew not Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you, so;
The doctrine of ill-doing, no, por dream'd There is no tongue that moves, none, none i'the That any did : Had we púrsu'd that life, world,
And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd So soon as yours, could win me : so it should now, With stronger blood, we should have answer'd Were there necessity in your request, although
heaven 'Twere needful I denied it. My affairs Boldly, Not guilty; the imposition clear'd, VAHA Do even drag me homeward': which to hinder
, Hereditary ours.
Her. By this we gather, To you a charge and trouble: to save both, You have tripp'd since.
ostede Farewell, our brother.
Pol. O my most sacred lady, Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen ? speak you. Temptations have since then been born to us; for Her. I had thought, sir, to have held iny peace, In those uudledg'a days was my wife a girl;** until
sir, Your precious self had not then cross'd the eyes
Of this make no conclusion ; lest you
The offences we have made you do, we'll ansiter: Leon. Well said, Hermionc.
If you first sinu'd with us, and that with us Her. To tell, he longs to see his son, were You did continue fault, and that you slippt ndt strong :
With any but with us. But let him say so then;" and let him go;
Leon. Is he won yet? But let him swear so, and he shall not stay, Her. He'll stay, my lord. We'll thwack him thence with distaffs. 26
Leon, At my request, he would not seen! Yet of your royal presence [to Politenes] I'll ad- Hermione; my dearest, thou never spokst i sin ventures
To better purpose.
Her. What? have I twiče" said well? when Prefix'd for's parting: yet,
t, good deed, Leontes, was't before ? love thee not a jar o'the clock behind
I prøythee, tell me: Craħ us with praise, and What lady she her lord. — You'll stuy?
make us Pol. No; madam.
As fat as tame things : One good deed, dying Her. Nay, but you will ?
tongueless, Pol . I may not, verily. ?! 1
Slaughters a thousand,' waiting upon that. Her. Verily!
bollit skabe Our praises are our wages : You may ride us, You put me off with limber vows :' but I, With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere Though you would seek to unsphere the stars With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal ;with oaths,
My last good was, to entreat his stay; Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily,
What was my first ? it has an elder sister, You shall not go ; a lady's verily is
Or I mistake you: 0, would her name As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet?
Grace ! Force me to keep you as a prisoner, *-* bit But orice before I spoke to the purpose: When i Not like a guest ; so you shall pay your fees, Nay, me have't ; I long. When you depart, and save your thanks. How Leon. Why, that wns when say you?
months had sour'd themselves in My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread verily, death, One of them you shall be.
Ere I could make thee open thy witte hand, Pol. Your guest, ther, madam:
And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou uttar, To be your prisoner, should import offending; I am yours for ever.
Her. It is Grace, iudeed.
[twice: | How like,methought, I then was to fois kernci, Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose This quash, this gentleman.-Mine bouest friend, The one for ever earn'd a royal husband;
Will you take eggs for money? The other, for some while a friend.
Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight. [yives her hand to Pol. Leon. You will? why, happy man be's dole: Leon. Too bot, too hot:
My brother, To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. Are you so fond of your young prince, as we I have tremor cordis on me; my heart dances; Do seem to be of ours? But not for joy, -not joy.-- This entertainment Pol. If at home, sir, May a free face put on; derive a liberty
He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter : From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom, Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy; And well become the agent: it may, I grant: My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all; But to be paddling palmos, and pinching fingers, He makes a July's day short as December; As now they are; and making practis'd smiles, And, with his varying childness, cures in me Asin a looking-glass;—and then to sigh, as 'twere | Thoughts that would thick my blood. The mort o'the deer; O, that is entertainment Leon. So stands this squire My bosom likes not, nor my brows-Mamillius, Offic'd with me: we two will walk, iny lord, Art thou my boy?
And leave you to your graver steps.--Hermione, Mam. Ay, my good lord.
How thou lov'st us, show in our brother's Leon. I'fecks?
(thy nose?- Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap; (welcome; Why, that's my bawcock. What, bast smutch'd Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain, Apparent to my heart. We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly, captain: Her. If you would seek us,
(there? And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf, We are yours i'the garden : Shall's attend you Are all call'd, neat. -Still virginalling
Leon. To your own beuts dispose you: you'li (observing Polirenes and Hermione.
be found, Upon his palm?- How now, you wanton calf? Be you beneath the sky:-I am angling now, Art thou my calf?
Though you perceive me not how I give live. Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord.
Go to! go to! Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the
[aside; observes Polirenes and Herm. shoots that I have,
How she holds up the neb, the bill to bim ! To be full like me:--yet, they say, we are
And arms her with the boldness of a wife Almost as like as eggs; women say so,
To her allowing husband! Gone already; (one-That will say any thing: But were they false Inch-thick, knee-deep; o'er head and cars a fork'd As o'er-died blacks, as wind, as waters; false [exeunt Polizenes, Hermione, and Attendanis. As dice are to be wish'd, by one that fixes Go, play, boy, play;—thy mother plays, and I No bourn 'twixt his and mine; yet were it true Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue To say this boy were like me.
Come, sir page,
Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour Look on me with your welkin eye: Sweet villain! Will be my knell.-Go, play, boy, play;- There Most dear'st! my collop!- Can thy dam ?—may't
have been, Affection! thy intention stabs the centre: [be? Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds cre now; Thou dost make possible, things not so held, And many a man there is, even at this present, Communicat'st with dreams ;—(How can this Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the With what's unreal thou coactive art, (be? And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent,
That little thinks she has been sluic'd in 's absence, Thou may'st co-join with something; and thou And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by dost;
Sir Smile, bis neighbour: nay, there's comfort in't, (And that beyond commission; and I find it,) Whiles other meu bave gates; and those gutts And that to the infection of my brains,
open'd, And hardening of my brows.
As minc, against their will: Should all despair, Pol. What means Sicilia?
That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Her. He something seems unsettled.
Would bang themselves. Physic fur't there is Pol. How, my lord?
It is a bawdy planet, that will strike (none; What cheer? how is't with you, best brother? Where 'lis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it, Her. You look,
From east, west, north, and south: Eeit couciuurd, Ar if you beld a brow of much distraction: No barricado for a belly; kriow it; Are you mov'd, my lord?
It will let in and out the enemy, Leon. No, in good earnest,
With bag and baggage: many a thousand of us How sometimes nature will betray its fully, Have the disease, and feel't not. - How now, boy? Its tenderness, and make itself a pastiine
Mam. I am like you, they say. To barder Losoms! Looking on the lines
Leon. Why, that's some comfort. Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil What! Camillo there? Twenty-three years; and saw myself unbreech'd, Cam. Ay, my good lord. In my green velvet coat: my dagger muzzled, Leon. Go play, Mumillius; thou’rt an honest J.ext it should bite its master, and so prove,
(e.rit Manillius de ornaments oft do, tou dangerous.
Camillo, this great sir will get stay longes.
Cam. You had much ado to make bis anchor (For, to a vision so apparent, rumour When you cast out, it still came home. [hold: Cannot be mute,) or thought, (for cogitation Leon. Didst note it?
Besides not in that man, that does not think it,) Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess, His business more material.
[made (Or else be impudently negative, Leon. Didst perceive it?
To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then say, They're here with me already; whispering, round. My wife's a hobby-horse ; deserves a name Sicilia is a so-forth: 'Tis far gone, (ing, As rank as any flax-wench, that puts to When I shall gust it last.—How came't, Camillo, i Before her troth-plight: say it, and justify it. That he did stay?
Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear Cam. At the good queen's entreaty.
My sovereign mistress clouded so, without Leon. At the quecn's, be't: good, should be My present vengeance taken: 'Shrew my heart, But so it is, it is not. Was this taken (pertinent; You never spoke what did become you less By any understanding pate but thine?
Than this; which to reiterate, were sin For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in
As deep as that, though true. More than the common blocks :- Not noted, is't, Leon. Is whispering nothing? But of the finer natures? by some severals, Is leaning check to cheek? is meeting noses ? Of head-piece extraordinary? lower messes, Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career? Perchance, are to this business purblind: say. Of laughter with a sigh? (a note infallible
Cam. Business, my lord? I think, most under- of breaking honesty :) horsing foot on foot? Bohemia stays here longer.
[stand Skulking in corners? wishing clocks more swift? Leon. Ha?
Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight? and all eyos Cam. Stays here longer.
blind Leon. Ay, but why?
With the pin and web, but theirs, theirs only, Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the entreaties That would unseen be wicked? is this nothing? Of our most gracious mistress.
Why, then the world, and all that's in't, jo Leon. Satisfy
nothing; The entreaties of your mistress?—satisfy?- The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo, My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these With all the nearest things to my heart, as well If this be nothing.
[nothings. My chamber-counsels; wherein, priest-like, thou Cam. Good my lord, be cur'd Hast cleans'd my bosom; I from thee departed Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes ; Thy penitent reform'd: but we have been For 'tis most dangerous. Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd
Leon. Say, it be; 'tis truc. In that which seems so.
Cam. No, no, my lord. Cam. Be it forbid, my lord !
[or, Leon. It is; you lie, you lie :
Infected as her life, she would not live
[drawn, Cam. Who does infect her ? Cam. My gracious lord,
Leon. Why he, that wears her like her medal, I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful;
About his neck, Bohemia; who-if I [banging every one of these no man is free.
Had servants true about me; that bare eyes But that his negligence, his folly, fear,
To see alike mine honour as their profits, Amongst the intinite doings of the world, Their own particular thrifts,-they would do tbas Sometimes puts forth: In your affairs, my lord, Which should undo more doing: Ay, and thou, If ever I were wilful-negligent,
His cup-bearer,whom I' from meaner form It was my folly; if industriously
Have bench'd, and rear'd to worship; who may'st I play'd the fool, it was my negligence,
[heaven, Not weighing well the end ; if ever fearful Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and carth sces To do a thing, where I the issue doubted, How I am galled,-might'st bespice a cup, Whereof the execution did cry out
To give mine enemy a lasting wink; Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear Which draught to me were cordial. Which oft affects the wisest: these, my lord,
Cam. Sir, my lord, Are such allow'd infirmities, that honesty I could do this; and that with no rash potion, Is never free of. But, 'beseech your grace,
But with a ling'ring dram, that should not work Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass Maliciously like poison: But I cannot By its own visage: if I then deny it,
Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress, 'Tis none of mine.
So sovereignly being honourable. Leon. Have not you seen, Camillo,
I have lov'd thee, (But that's past doubt: you have; or your eye-glass Leon. Make't thy question, and go roto Is thicker than a cuckold's horn ;) or heard, Dost think. I am so muddy, 80 unsettled,
To appoint myself in this vexation? sully Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror, The purity and whiteness of my sheets,
Which shows me mine chang'd tvo : for I must Which to preserve, is sleep; which being spotted, A party in this alteration, finding
[be Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps ?
Myself thus alter'd with it. Give scandal to the blood o'the prince my son, Cam. There is a sickness Who, I do think, is mine, and love as mine; Which puts some of us in distemper; but Without ripe moving to't? Would I do this? I cannot name the disease; and it is caught Could man so 'blench?
Of you, that yet are well. Cam. I must believe you, sir;
Pol.' How! caught of me? I do ; and will fetch off Bohemia for't:
Make me not sighted like the basilisk: Provided, that when he's removed, your highness I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the Will take again your queen, as yours at first;
better Even for your son's sake; and, thereby, for sealing By my regard, but kill'd none so. Camillo, The injury of tonguès, in courts and kingdoms As you are certainly a gentleman; thereto Known and allied to yours.
Clerk-like, experienc'd, wbich no less adornis Leon. Thou dost advise me,
Our gentry, than our parents' noble pames, Even so as I mine own course have set down: In whose success we are gentle,—I beseech you, I'll give no blemish to her honour, none.
If you know aught which does behove my knowa Cam. My lord,
ledge Go then; and with a countenance as clear
Thereof to be inform'd, imprison it not
Cam. I may not answer.
Pol. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well! Account me not your servant.
I must be answer'd.-Dost thou hear, Camillo, Leon. This is all :
I conjure thee by all the parts of man, Do't, and thou hast the one half of my heart; Which bonour does acknowledge,- whereof the Do't not, thou splitst thine own.
least Cam. I'll do't, my lord.
Is not this suit of mine,--that thou declare Leon. I will seem friendly, as thou hast ad. What incidency thou dost guess of harm: vis'd me.
[ezit. Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near ; Cam. O miserable lady !_But, for me,
Which way to be prevented, if to be;
Cam. Sir, I'll tell you;
Since I am charg'd in honour, and by him Who, in rebellion with himself, will have
That I think honourable. Therefore, mark my All, that are his, so too. To do this deed,
Cam. I am appointed Him to murder you. Let villainy itself forswear't.
Pol. By whom, Camillo ? Forsake the court: to do't, or no, is certain
Cam. By the king. To me a break-neck. Happy star, reign now! Pol. For what?
[swears, Here comes Bohemia.
Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence be Enter Polirenes.
As he had seen't, or been an instrument Pol. This is strange! metbinks,
To vice you to't,--that you have touch'd his My favour here begins to warp. Not speak ? – Forbiddenly.
[queen Good-day, Camillo.
Pol. O, then my beșt blood turn Cam. Hail, most royal sir !
To an infected jelly; and my name Fol. What is the news i'the court?
Be yok'd with his, that did betray the best! Cam. None rare, my lord.
Turn then my freshest reputation to
That c'er was heard, or read !
Forbid the sea for to obey the moon,
As or, by oath, remove, or counsel, shake Pol. How ! dare not? do not. Do you know, The fabric of his folly; whose foundation and dare not
Is pild upon his faith, and will continue Be intelligent to me? 'Tis thereabonts :
The standing of his body. For, to yourself, what you do know, you must;
Pol. How should this grow? And cannot say, you dare not. Good Camillo Cam. I know not : but, I am sure, 'tis safer to
SCENE I. THE SAME.
Avoid what's grown, than question how 'tis | My people did expect my hence departure born.
Two days ago.--This jealousy If therefore you dare trust my honesty, Is for a precious creature: as she's rare, That lies enclosed in this trunk, which you Must it be great; and, as his person's mighty, Shall bear along impawn'd,—away to-night. Must it be violent; and as he does conceive Your followers I will wbisper to the business ; He is dishonour'd by a man which ever And will, by twos, and threes, at several posterns, Profess'd to him, why, his revenges must Clear them of the city: For myself, I'll put In that be made more bitter. Fear o'ershades My fortunes to your service, which are here By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain ; Good expedition be my friend, and comfort For, by the honour of my parents, I
The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing Have utter'd truth: which if you seek to prove, Of his ill-ta'en suspicion! Come, Camillo; I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer I will respect thee as a father, if Thạn one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, ^ Thou bear'st my life off hence: Let us avoid. His execution sworn.
vis[thereon Cam. It is in mine authority, to command Pol. I do believe thee:
The keys of all the posterns : Please your highI saw his heart in his face. Give me thy hand; 19. Be pilot to me, and thy places shall
To take the urgent hour : come, sir, away. Still neighbour mine: My ships are ready, and
? [exeunt. ACT II.
Mam. Dwelt by a church-yard :- I will tell Enter Hermione, Mamillius, and Ladies. Yon crickets shall not hear it.
[it softly; Her. Take the boy to you: he so troubles me,
Her. Come on then, 'Tis past enduring.
And give't me in mine ear. 1 Lady. Come, my gracious lord,
Enter Leontes, Antigonus, Lords, and others. Shall I be your play-fellow?
Leon. Was he' met there?' his train? Camille Man. No, I'll none of you.
with him? 1 Lady. Why, my sweet lord ?
1 Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them; Mam. You'll kiss me hard; and speak to ine I were a baby still.- I love you better. [as if Saw I men scour so on their way: I ey'd them 2 Lady. And why so, my good lord ?
Even to their ships.
Leon. How bless'd am I
Alack, for lesser knowledge !-How accurs'd, Become some women best; so that there be not In being so blest!—There may be in the cup Too much bair there, but in a semi-circle,
A spider steep'd, and one may drink; depart, Or half moon made with a pen.
And yet partake no venom; for his knowledge 2 Lady. Who taught you this?
Is not infected : but if one present Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces.- Pray The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known What colour are your eye-brows?
(now How he hath drauk, he cracks his gorge, bio 1 Lady. Blue, my lord.
sides, Mam. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a lady's With violent hefts: I have drank, and scen tha
spider. That has been blue, but not her eye-brows. Camillo was his help in this, his pander :2 Lady. Hark ye:
There is a plot against my life, my crown; The queen, your mother, rounds apace: we shall | All's true, that is mistrusted :—that false villain, Present our services to a fine new prince,
Whom I employ'd, was pre-employ'd by him One of these days; and then you'd wanton with He has discover'd my design, and I If we would have you.
Remain a pinch'd thing: yea, a very trick | Lady. She is spread of late
For them to play at will:- How came the
posInto a goodly bulk: Good time encounter her! So easily open ?
[terns Her. What wisdom stirs amongst you? Come, 1 Lord. By his great authority ; sir, now
Which often hath no less prevail'd than 'so, I am for you again: Pray you, sit by us,
On your command. And tell's a tale.
Leon. I know't too well.
[him : Mam. Merry, or sad, shall't be ?
Give me the boy; I am glad, you did not nurso Her. As merry as you will.
Though he does bear some sign of me, yet you Mam. A sad tale's best for winter;
Have too much blood in him. I have one of sprites and goblins.
Her. Wbat is this? sport? Her. Let's have that, sir.
Leon. Bear the boy hence, he shall not come Come on, sit down:-Come on, and do your best
about ber; To fright me with your sprites : you're powerful Atay with him :-and let her sport herself Mam. There was a man,
[at it. With that she's big with; for 'tis Polixenes Ner. Nay, come, sit down; then on.
Has made thee swell thus.