And with your queen: I am his cupbearer; Leon. This is all: Do't, and thou hast the one half of my heart; Do't not, thou split'st thy own. Cam. I'll do't, my lord. Leon. I will seem friendly, as thou hast advis'd me. Cam. O miserable lady! But, for me, [Exit. Who, in rebellion with himself, will have Forsake the court: to do't, or no, is certain To me a break-neck. Happy star, reign now! Pol. Enter POLIXENES. This is strange! methinks, My favour here begins to warp. Not speak?- Cam. Hail, most royal sir! Pol. What is the news i'the court? Cam. None rare, my lord. Pol. The king hath on him such a countenance, As he had lost some province, and a region, Lov'd as he loves himself: even now I met him With customary compliment; when he, Wafting his eyes to the contrary, and falling A lip of much contempt, speeds from me; and So leaves me, to consider what is breeding, Cam. I dare not know, my lord. Pol. How! dare not? do not. dare not Do you know, and Be intelligent to me? 'Tis thereabouts; For, to yourself, what you do know, you must; Myself thus alter'd with it. Cam. There is a sickness Which puts some of us in distemper; but Pol. How! caught of me? I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the better I beseech you, If you know aught which does behove my knowledge Thereof to be inform'd, imprison it not In ignorant concealment. Cam. I may not answer. Pol. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well! I must be answer'd. Dost thou hear, Camillo, I conjure thee, by all the parts of man, Which honour does acknowledge, — whereof the least Is not this suit of mine, that thou declare What incidency thou dost guess of harm 7 In whose success we are gentle,] Success here means succession. Gentle is evidently opposed to simple; alluding to the distinction between the gentry and yeomanry. Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near; If not, how best to bear it. Cam. Sir, I'll tell you; Since I'm charg'd in honour, and by him That I think honourable: Therefore, mark my counsel; Which must be even as swiftly follow'd, as I mean to utter it; or both yourself and me Cry, lost, and so good night. 8 Pol. Cam. Pol. By the king. For what? Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he swears, As he had seen't, or been an instrument To vice9 you to't, that you have touch'd his Pol. O, then my best blood turn To an infected jelly; and my name queen Be yok'd with his, that did betray the best +! Cam. Swear his thought over By each particular star in heaven, and 8 I am appointed Him to murder you.] i. e. I am the person appointed by him to murder you. 9 To vice-] i. e. to draw, persuade you; probably for advise. + i. e. Judas. Is pil'd upon his faith', and will continue Pol. How should this grow? Cam. I know not: but, I am sure, 'tis safer to Have utter'd truth: which if you seek to prove, Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, thereon Pol. I do believe thee; I saw his heart in his face. Give me thy hand; Still neighbour mine: My ships are ready, and Is for a precious creature: as she's rare, In that be made more bitter. Fear o'ershades me: The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing 1 whose foundation Is pil'd upon his faith,] This folly which is erected on the foundation of settled belief. I will respect thee as a father; if Thou bear'st my The keys of all the posterns: Please your highness ACT II. SCENE I.-The same. [Exeunt. Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and Ladies. Her. Take the boy to you: he so troubles me, 'Tis past enduring. 1 Lady. Come, my gracious lord. Shall I be your play-fellow ? Mam. 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 good lord +? Mam. Not for because Your brows are blacker; yet black brows, they say, Or half-moon made with a pen. 2 Lady. Who taught you this? Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces. What colour are your eye-brows? 1 Lady. Blue, my lord. Mam. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a lady's nose That has been blue, but not her eye-brows. Hark ye: 2 Lady. The queen, your mother, rounds apace: we shall Present our services to a fine new prince, |