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The same. A Room of State in the As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet?
Force me to keep you as a prisoner,
Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees, Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, Hermione, MAMILLIUS, When you depart, and save your thanks. How say CAMILLO, and Attendants.
you? Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been My prisoner ? or my guest? by your dread verily, The shepherd's note, since we have left our throne One of them you shall be. Without a burden : time as long again
Your guest then, madam :
Which is for me less easy to commit,
Not your gaoler then, With one we-thank-you, many thousands more But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you That go before it.
Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were boys; Leon. Stay your thanks awhile ;
You were pretty lordlings then. And pay them when you part.
We were, fair queen, Pol.
Sir, that's to-morrow. Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance, But such a day to-morrow as to-day, Or breed upon our absence : That may blow And to be boy eternal. No sneaping winds at home, to make us say,
Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two? This is put forth too truly! Besides, I have stay'd Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk i' To tire your royalty.
the sun, Leon.
We are tougher, brother, And bleat the one at the other : What we chang'd Than you can put us to't.
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not Pol.
No longer stay. The doctrine of ill-doing, no, nor dream'd Leon. One seven-night longer.
That any did : Had we pursued that life, Pol.
Very sooth, to-morrow. And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd Leon. We'll part the time between's then : and with stronger blood, we should have answer'd in that
heaven I'll no gain-saying.
Boldly, Not guilty ; the imposition clear'd, Pol.
Press me not, 'beseech you, so; Hereditary ours. There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the Her.
By this we gather, world,
You have tripp'd since. So soon as yours, could win me : - so it should now, Pol.
O my most sacred lady, Were there necessity in your request, although Temptations have since then been born to us : for 'Twere needful I denied it. My affairs
In those unfledg'd days was my wife a girl; Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder. Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes Were, in your love, a whip to me; my stay, Of my young play-fellow. To you a charge, and trouble : to save both,
Grace to boot ! Farewell, our brother.
Of this make no conclusion ; lest you say, Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen ? speak you. Your queen and I are devils : Yet, go on; Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace, The offences we have made you do, we'll answer; until
If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, sir, You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd not Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure, With any but with us. All in Bohemia's well : this satisfaction
Is he won yet? The by-gone day proclaim'd; say this to him,
Her. He'll stay, my lord. He's beat from his best ward.
At my request, he would not Leon.
Well said, Hermione. Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st
Never ? But let him swear so, and he shall not stay,
Never, but once. We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.
Her. What ? have I twice said well? when was's Yet of your royal presence [to POLIXENES.] I'll
before ? adventure
I pr’ythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and make The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia You take my lord, I'll give him my commission, As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying tongueTo let him there a month, behind the gest
less, Prefix'd for his parting: yet, good deed, Leontes, Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. I love thee riot a jar o' the clock behind
Our praises are our wages : You may ride us, What lady she her lord. You'll stay?
With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere Pol.
No, madam. With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal ;Her. Nay, but you will ?
My last good was, to entreat his stay ; Pol.
I may not verily. What was my first ? it has an elder sister, Her. Verily!
Or I mistake you : 0, would her name were Grace! You put me off with iimber vows: But I,
But once before I spoke to the purpose: When? Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with Nay, let me hav't; I long. oaths,
Why, that was when Should yet say, Sir, no gning. Verily,
Three crabbed months had sour d themselves to You shall not go; a lady's verily is
Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, As ornaments oft do, too dangerous. And clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, lem yours for ever.
This quash, this gentleman : - Mine honest friend, Her.
It is Grace, indeed, - Will you take eggs for money ? Wos, lo you now I have spoke to the purpose Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight. twice;
Leon. You will? why, happy man be his dole! The one for ever earn'd a royal husband ;
My brother, The other, for some while a friend.
Are you so fond of your young prince, as we [Giving her hand to POLIXENES. Do seem to be of ours? Leon. Too hot, too hot : [ Aside. Pol.
If at home, sir,
He makes a July's day short as December ;
So stands this-squire
Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's
Apparent to my heart.
If you would seek us, Why, that's my bawcock. What, hast smutch'd thy We are your's i'the garden : Shall's attend you there? nose?
Leon. To your own bents dispose you : you'll be They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain,
found, We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly, captain : Be you beneath the sky:- I am angling now, And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf,
Though you perceive me not how I give line. Are all call'd neat. — Still virginalling
Go to, go to! [Observing POLIXENES and HERMIONE. (Aside. Observing POLIXENES and HERMIONE. Upon his palm? - How now, you wanton calf? How she holds up the neb, the bill to himn! Ant thou my calf ?
And arms her with the boldness of a wife Man.
Yes, if you will, my lord. To her allowing husband! Gone already ; Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots Inch-thick, knee-deep, o'er head and ears a fork'd that I have,
(Exeunt POLIXENES, HERMIONE, To be full like me:- - yet, they say we are
and Attendants. Almost as like as eggs; women say so,
Go, play, boy, play ; - thy mother plays, and I That will say any thing :. But were they false Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue As o'er-died blacks, as wind, as waters; false Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour As diee are to be wish'd, by one that fixes
Will be my knell. - Go, play, boy, play; - There No bourn 'twixt his and mine; yet were it true
have been, To say this boy were like me. - Come, sir page, Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now ; Look on me with your welkin eye: Sweet villain ! And many a man there is, even at this present, Most dear'st! my collop!-Can thy dam?-may't be? Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm, Affection! thy intention stabs the centre :
That little thinks she has been sluic'd in his absence, Thou dost make possible, things not so held, And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by Communicat'st with dreams; (How can this Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort in't, be?)
Whiles other men have gates; and those gates With what's unreal thou coactive art,
open'd, And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent, As mine, against their will : Should all despair, Thou may'st co-join with something; and thou dost; That have revolted wives, the
tenth of mankind (Aad that beyond commission ; and I find it,) Would hang themselves. Physick for't there is And that to the infection of my brains,
none; And hardening of my brows.
It is a bawdy planet, that will strike Pel
What means Sicilia? Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it, Her. He something seems unsettled.
From east, west, north, and south : Be it concluded, Pel.
How, my lord ? No barricado for a belly; know it; What cheer? how is't with you, best brother ? It will let in and out the enemy, Her.
You look, With bag and baggage : many a thousand of us
Mam. I am like you, they say.
Why, that's some comfort. -
Cam. Ay, my good lord. To barder bosoms! Looking on the lines
Leon. Go play, Mamillius ; thou’rt an honest Of ray boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil
[Erit MAMILLIUS. Tweaty-three years; and saw myself unbreechd, Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. Ia my green velvet coat ; my dagger muzzled, Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor bold: Les it should bite its master, and so prove, When you cast out, it still came home.
Didst note it? | My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess,
To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then say, Leon.
Didst perceive it? My wife's a hobbyhorse ; deserves a name They're here with me already; whispering, round. As rank as any flax-wench, that puts to ing,
Before her troth-plight: say it, and justify it. Sicilia is a so-forth: 'Tis far gone,
Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear When I shall gust it last. How came't, Camillo, My sovereign mistress clouded so, without That he did stay?
My present vengeance taken: 'Shrew my heart, Cam.
At the good queen's entreaty. You never spoke what did become you less Leon. At the queen's, be't: good, should be per- Than this ; which to reiterate, were sin tinent ?
As deep as that, though true. But so it is, it is not. Was this taken
Is whispering nothing? By any understanding pate but thine ?
Is leaning cheek to cheek ? is meeting noses ? For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in
Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career More than the common blocks: - Not noted, is't, Of laughter with a sigh ? (a note infallible But of the finer natures ? by some severals, Of breaking honesty :) horsing foot on foot ? Of head piece extraordinary ? lower messes, Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift? Perchance are to this business purblind : say. Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight? and all eyes Cam. Business, my lord ? I think, most under
With the pin and web, but theirs, theirs only, Bohemia stays here longer.
That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing? Leon. Ha?
Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; Cam.
Stays here longer. The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; Leon. Ay, but why?
My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings, Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the entreaties If this be nothing. Of our most gracious mistress.
Good my lord, be cur'd Leon.
Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes ; The entreaties of your mistress ? satisfy ?
For 'tis most dangerous. Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo, Leon.
Say, it be; 'tis true. With all the nearest things to my heart, as well Cam. No, no, my lord. My chamber-councils: wherein, priest-like, thou Leon.
It is ; you lie, you lie: Hast cleans'd my bosom; I from thee departed I say, thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee; Thy penitent reform'd: but we have been
Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless slave; Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd
Or else a hovering
temporizer, that In that which seems so.
Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil, Cam.
Be it forbid, my lord ! Inclining to them both: Were my wife's liver Leon. To bide upon't;- Thou art not honest : or, Infected as her life, she would not live If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward ; The running of one glass. Which hoxes honesty behind, restraining
Who does infect her? From course requir'd; Or else thou must be counted Leon. Why he, that wears her like her medal, A servant, grafted in my serious trust,
hanging And therein negligent: or else a fool,
About his neck, Bohemia : Who if I That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake drawn, Had servants true about me: that bare eyes And tak'st it all for jest.
To see alike mine honour as their profits, Cam.
My gracious lord, Their own particular thrifts, they would do that I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful;
Which should undo more doing: Ay, and thou, In every one of these no man is free,
His cupbearer, whom I from meaner forn But that his negligence, his folly, fear,
Have bench'd and rear'd to worship; who may'st see Amongst the infinite doings of the world,
Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and earth sees heaven, Sometime puts forth: In your affairs, my lord, How I am galled, - might'st bespice a cup, If ever I were wilful-negligent,
To give mine enemy a lasting wink; It was my folly; if industriously
Which draught to me were cordial. I play'd the fool, it was my negligence,
Sir, my lord, Not weighing well the end ; if ever fearful I could do this ; and that with no rash potion, To do a thing, where I the issue doubted, But with a ling'ring dram, that should not work Whereof the execution did cry out
Maliciously like poison : But I cannot
Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress,
I have lov'd thee,
Leon. Make't thy question, and go rot Be plainer with me : let me know my trespass Dost think, I am so muddy, so unsettled, By its own visage: if I then deny it,
To appoint myself in this vexation ? sully 'Tis none of mine.
The purity and whiteness of my sheets, Leon.
Have not you seen, Camillo, Which to preserve, is sleep; which being spotted, (But that's past doubt: you have; or your eye-glass Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps ? İs thicker than a cuckold's horn ;) or heard, Give scandal to the blood o' the prince my son, (For, to a vision so apparent, rumour
Who, I do think is mine, and love as mine; Cannot be mute,) or thought, (for cogitation Without ripe moving to't ? - Would I do this? Resides not in that man, that does not think ity) Could man so blench?
I must believe you, sir ; As you are certainly a gentleman; thereto I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for't :
Clerk-like, experienc'd, which no less adorns
In ignorant concealment.
I may not answer. Even so as I mine own course have set down: Pol. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well! I'll give no blemish to her honour, none.
I must be answer'd. - Dost thou hear, Camillo, Cam. My lord,
I conjure thee, by all the parts of man, Go then; and with a countenance as clear Which honour does acknowledge, - whereof the As friendship wears at feasts, keep with Bohemia,
least And with your queen: I am his cupbearer; Is not this suit of mine, - that thou declare If from me he have wholesome beverage,
What incidency thou dost guess of harm Account me not your servant.
Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near ; Leon.
This is all : Which way to be prevented, if to be ; .
Sir, I'll tell you ; I'll do't, my lord. Since I am charg'd in honour, and by him Leon I will seem friendly, as thou hast advis's That I think honourable : Therefore, mark my
On, good Carillo. Whs, in rebellion with himself, will have
Cam. I am appointed him to murder you. All that are his, so too. To do this deed,
Pol. By whom, Camillo? Promotion follows: If I could find example
By the king Of thousands, that had struck anointed kings,
For what? And flourish'd after, I'd not do't : but since Cum. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment, bears not one, La villainy itself forswear't. I must
As he had seen't or been an instrument
To me a break-neck. Happy star, reign now! Forbiddenly.
Pol. 0, then my best blood turn
To an infected jelly; and my name
Be yok'd with his, that did betray the best!
This is strange! methinks, | Turn then my freshest reputation to
Where I arrive; and my approach be shunn'd, Cam
Hail, most royal sir ! Nay, hated too, worse than the great'st infection PL What is the news i' the court ?
That e'er was heard, or read !
Swear his thought over
As or, by oath, remove, or counsel, shake
How should this grow? Cam. I dare not know, my lord.
Cam. I know not : but, I am sure, 'tis safer to Pol. How ! dare not? do not. Do you know, Avoid what's grown, than question how 'tis born. and dare not
If therefore you dare trust my honesty, — Be intelligent to me? 'Tis thereabouts ;
That lies enclosed in this trunk, which you For, to yourself, what you do know, you must ; Shall bear along impawn'd, - away to-night. And caonot say, you dare not. Good Camillo, Your followers I will whisper to the business : Your chang'a complexions are to me a mirror, And will, by twos, and threes, at several posterns, Which shows me mine chang'd too: for I must be clear them o' the city: For myself, I'll put A party in this alteration, finding
My fortunes to your service, which are here Myself thus alter'd with it.
By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain ; Сава.
There is a sickness For, by the honor of my parents, I Which puts some of us in distemper ; but
Have utter'd truth: which if you seek to prove, I cannot name the disease; and it is caught I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer Of you that yet are well.
Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, Polo How! caught of me?
thereon Make me not sighted like the basilisk:
His execution sworn. I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the better Pol.
I do believe thec; By my regard, but kill'd none so. Camillo, I saw his heart in his face. Give me thry hand ;
Be pilot to me, and thy places shall
In that be made more bitter. Fear o'ershades me: Still neighbour mine : My ships are ready, and Good expedition be my friend, and comfort My people did expect my hence departure
The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing Two days ago This jealousy
Of his ill-ta'en suspicion ! Come, Camillo ;
I will respect thee as a father ; if
Cam. It is in mine authority, to command
The keys of all the posterns : Please your highness Profess'd to him, why, his revenges must,
To take the urgent hour : come, sir, away. (Exeunt.
Hark ye :
SCENE I. - The same.
1 Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them; Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and Ladies.
Saw I men scour so on their way: I ey'd them Her. Take the boy to you : he so troubles me, Even to their ships. 'Tis past enduring.
How bless'd am I 1 Lady.
Come, my gracious lord. In my just censure ! in my true opinion ! Shall I be your play-fellow ?
Alack, for lesser knowledge ! - How accurs'd, Мат..
No, I'll none of you. In being so blest ! — There may be in the cup 1 Lady. Why, my sweet lord ?
A spider steep'd, and one may drink ; depart, Mam. You'll kiss me hard ; and speak to me as if And yet partake no venom; for his knowledge I were a baby still. — I love you better.
Is not infected : but if one present 2 Lady. And why so, my good lord ?
The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known Mam.
Not for because How he hath drank, he cracks his gorge, his sides, Your brows are blacker ; yet black brows, they say, with violent hefts :- I have drank, and seen the Become some women best; so that there be not
spider. Too much hair there, but in a semi-circle,
Camillo was his help in this, his pander :Or half-moon made with a pen.
There is a plot against my life, my crown; 2 Lady.
Who taught you this? All's true that is mistrusted : — that false villain, Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces. - Pray Whom I employ'd, was pre-employ'd by him :
He has discover'd my design, and I What colour are your eye-brows?
Remain a pinch'd thing ; yea, a very trick 1 Lady.
Blue, my lord. For them to play at will : – How came the posMam. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a lady's
So easily open? That has been blue, but not her eye-brows.
1 Lord. By his great authority ; 2 Lady.
Which often hath no less prevail'd than so,
I know't too well. One of these days; and then you'd wanton with us, Give me the boy; I am glad, you did not nurse If we would have you.
him : 1 Lady.
She is spread of late Though he does bear some signs of me, yet you Into a goodly bulk : Good time encounter her! Have too much blood in him. Her. What wisdom stirs amongst you ? Come, Her.
What is this? sport? sir, now
Leon. Bear the boy hence, he shall not come I am for you again : Pray you, sit by us,
about her ; And tell 's a tale.
Away with him: - and let her sport herself Mam.
Merry, or sad, shall't be ? With that she's big with; for 'tis Polixenes
Has made thee swell thus.
But I'd say, he had not, I have one of sprites and goblins.
And, I'll be sworn, you would believe my saying, Her.
Let's have that, sir. Howe'er you lean to the nayward. Come on, sit down : - Come on, and do your best
You, my lords, To fright me with your sprites : you're powerful Look on her, mark her well; be but about at it.
To say, she is a goodly lady, and Mam. There was a man,
The justice of your hearts will thereto add, Her.
Nay, come, sit down ; then on. 'Tis pruty, she's not honest, honourable : Mam. Dwelt by a church-yard ; — I will tell it Praise her but for this her without-door form, softly;
(Which, on my faith, deserves high speech,) and Yon crickets shall not hear it.
Come on then, The shrug, the hum, or ha; these petty brands, And give't me in mine ear.
That calumny doth use : - 0, I am out,
That mercy does ; for calumny will sear | Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and others.
Virtue itself :- these shrugs, these bums, and ha's, Leon. Was he met there? his train ? Camillo When you have said, she's goodly, come between, with him?
Ere you can say she's honest : But be it known,