I would land-damn him: Be she honour-flaw'd, - The second, and the third, nine, and some five; Should not produce fair issue. Cease; no more. Leon. Ant. If it be so, We need no grave to bury honesty ; There's not a grain of it, the face to sweeten Leon. What! lack I credit? 1 Lord. I had rather you did lack, than I, my lord, Upon this ground: and more it would content me To have her honour true, than your suspicion; Be blam'd for't how you might. Leon. Why, what need we Commune with you of this? but rather follow 4 land-damn him:] Mr. Steevens, after giving various opinions on this expression, says, After all these awkward struggles to obtain a meaning, we might, I think, not unsafely read— "I'd laudanum him,-" i. e. poison him with laudanum. 5 son As I see't and feel't, you feel doing thus; and see withal The instruments that feel.] Some stage direction seems necessary in this place; but what that direction should be, it is not easy to decide. Sir T. Hanmer gives - Laying hold of his arm: Dr. John- striking his brows. Mr. Henley thinks that Leontes, perhaps, touches the forehead of Antigonus with his fore and middle fingers forked in imitation of a SNAIL'S HORNS; for these, or imaginary horns of his own like them, are the instruments that feel, to which he alluded. Mr. Malone reads "but I do see't," &c. Calls not your counsels; but our natural goodness Ant. And I wish, my liege, You had only in your silent judgment tried it, Leon. How could that be? Either thou art most ignorant by age, Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight, Added to their familiarity, (Which was as gross as ever touch'd conjecture, That lack'd sight only, nought for approbation o, But only seeing, all other circumstances Made up to the deed,) doth push on this proceeding: Yet, for a greater confirmation, (For, in an act of this importance, 'twere Most piteous to be wild,) I have despatch'd in post, Cleomenes and Dion, whom you know 1 Lord. Well done, my lord. Leon. Though I am satisfied, and need no more Than what I know, yet shall the oracle Give rest to the minds of others; such as he, Whose ignorant credulity will not Come up to the truth: So have we thought it good, From our free person she should be confin'd; Lest that the treachery of the two, fled hence, +"Relish a truth,"-MALONE. 6 nought for approbation,] Approbation is put for proof. 7 stuff'd sufficiency:] i. e. of abilities more than enough. Be left her to perform. Come, follow us; Ant. [aside.] To laughter, as I take it, SCENE II. The same. The outer Room of a Prison. Enter PAULINA and Attendants. [Exeunt. Paul. The keeper of the prison, call to him; Let him have knowledge who I am. [Exit an Attendant. Good lady! No court in Europe is too good for thee, What dost thou then in prison? —Now, good sir, Re-enter Attendant, with the Keeper. You know me, do you not? Keep. And one whom much I honour. Paul. Conduct me to the queen. For a worthy lady, Pray you then, Keep. I may not, madam; to the contrary I have express commandment. Paul. To lock up honesty and honour from The access of gentle visitors! Pray you, to see her women ? Here's ado, Is it lawful, any of them? Keep. So please you, madam, to put Apart these your attendants, I shall bring Emilia forth. Paul. Well, be it so, pr'ythee. Here's such ado to make no stain a stain, As passes colouring. [Exit Keeper. Re-enter Keeper, with EMILIA. Dear gentlewoman, how fares our gracious lady? Emil. A daughter; and a goodly babe, I am innocent as you. Paul. I dare be sworn: These dangerous unsafe lunes o' the king! beshrew them! He must be told on't, and he shall: the office The trumpet any more: Pray you, Emilia, Persuades, when speaking fails. Most worthy madam, 8 These dangerous unsafe lunes o' the king!] I have no where, but in our author, observed this word adopted in our tongue, to signify frenzy, lunacy. But it is a mode of expression with the Frenchy a de la lune: (i. e. he has got the moon in his head; he is frantick.) Cotgrave. Lune, folie. Les femmes ont des lunes dans la téte. Richelet." THEOBALD. n Your honour, and your goodness, is so evident, A thriving issue; there is no lady living, So meet for this great errand: Please your ladyship Acquaint the queen of your most noble offer; Paul. Tell her, Emilia, Emil. Now be you blest for it! I'll to the queen: Please you, come something nearer. Keep. Madam, if't please the queen to send the babe, I know not what I shall incur, to pass it, Having no warrant. Paul. You need not fear it, sir: The child was prisoner to the womb; and is, By law and process of great nature, thence Paul. Do not you fear: upon Mine honour, I will stand 'twixt you and danger. SCENE III. [Exeunt. The same. A Room in the Palace. Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and other Leon. Nor night, nor day, no rest: It is but weakness To bear the matter thus; mere weakness, if |