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Mam.

Yes, if you will, my lord. And many a man there is, even at this present, Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots Now, wbile I speak this, holds his wife by the arm, that I have,

That little thinks she has been sluic'd in's absence, To be full like me :--yet, they say, we are And bis pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by Almost as like as eggs ; women say so,

Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort in't, That will say any thing: But were they false Whiles other men have gates; and those gates As o'er-dyed blacks, as wind, as waters; false

open'd, As dice are to be wish’d, by one that fixes

As mine, against their will: Should all despair, No bourn 'twixt his and mine ; yet were it true That bave revolted wives, the tenth of mankind To say this boy were like me.-Come, sir page, Would bang themselves. Physic for't there is Look on me with your welkin eye: Sweet villain! It is a bawdy planet, that will strike (none; Most dear'st! my collop !--Can thy dam ?-may't Where'tis predominant; and 'uis powerful, think it, Affection! thy intention stabs the centre: [be? From east, west, north, and south: Be it concluded, Thou dost make possible, things not so held, No barricado for a belly; know it; Communicat'st with dreams ;-(How can this be?) It will let in and out the enemy, With what's opreal thou coactive art,

With bag and baggage: many a thousand of us And fellow'st nothing: Then 'tis very credent, Have the disease and feel't not.-How now, boy? Thou may'st co-join with something; and thou dost; Mam. I am like you, they say: (And that beyond commission; and I find it,)

Leon.

Why, that's some comfort. And that to the infection of my brains,

What! Camillo there? And hardening of my brows.

Cam. Ay,my good lord. Pol.

What means Sicilia? Leon. Go play, Mamillias; thou’rt an honest Her. He something seems unsettled.

[Exit Mamillius. Pol.

How, my lord ? Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. What cheer? how is't with you, best brother? Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor hold: Her.

You look, When you cast out, it still came home. As if you held a brow of much distraction :

Leon.

Didst note it? Are you mov'd, my lord ?

Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; made Leon.

No, in good earnest, His business more material. How sometimes nature will betray its folly,

Leon.

Didst perceive it?Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime

They're bere with me already; whispering, roundTo harder bosoms! Looking on the lines

Sicilia is a so-forth : 'Tis far gone,

[ing, Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil

When I shall gust it last.-How came't, Camillo, Twenty-three years; and saw myself unbreech'a, That he did stay? In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled,

Cam.

At the good queen's entreaty. Lest it should bite its master, and so prove,

Leon. At the queen's, be't: good, should be perAs ornaments oft do, too dangerous.

But so it is, it is not. Was this taken (tinent; How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, By any understanding pate bat thine? This quash, this gentleman :- Mine honest friend, For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in Will you take eggs for money ?

More than the common blocks :-Not noted, is't, Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight.

But of the finer natures? by some severals, Leon. You will? why, happy man be his dole!- Of head-piece extraordinary? lower messes, My brother,

Perchance, are to this business purblind; say. Are you so fond of your young prince, as we

Cam. Business, my lord ? I think, most underDo seem to be of ours?

Bohemia stays here longer.

[stand Pol. If at home, sir, Leon.

Ha? He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter :

Cam.

Stays here longer. Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy; Leon, Ay, but why? My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all:

Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the entreaHe makes a July’s day short as December ; Of our most gracious mistress.

[ties And, with his varying childness, cures in me

Leon.

Satisfy Thoughts, that would thick my blood.

The entreaties of your mistress ?- satisfy ?Leon.

So stands this squire | Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo, Offic'd with me: We two will walk, my lord, With all the nearest things to my heart, as well And leave you to your graver steps.-Hermione, My chamber-councils : wberein, priest-like, thou How thou lov’st us, show in our brother's wel-' Hast cleans’d my bosom; I from thee departed Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap : (come; Thy penitent reform’d: but we have been Next to thyself, and my young rover, be's

Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd
Apparent io my heart.

In that which seems so.
Her.
If you would seek us, Can.

Be it forbid, my lord ! We are yours i' the garden : Shall's attend you Leon. To bide upon't;—Thou art pot honest : or, there?

(found, If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward; Leon. To your own bents dispose you: you'll be Which boxes honesty behind, restraining Be you beneath the sky :- I am angling now, From course requir’d: Or else thou must be counted Though you perceive me not how I give line. A servant, grafted in my serious trust, Go to, go to!

And therein pegligent ; or else a fool, (Åside. Observing Polirenes and Hermione.) That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake drawn, How she holds up the neb, the bill to him! And tak'st it all for jest. And arms her with the boldness of a wife

Сат. .

My gracious lord, To her allowing husband ! Gone already;

I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful; Inch-thick, knee-deep; o'er head and ears a fork'd In every one of these no man is free,

But that his negligence, his folly, fear, [Exeunt Polixenes, Hermione, and Attendants. Amongst the intinite doings of ihe world, Go, play, boy, play ;-thy mother plays, and I Sometimes puts forth : In your affairs, my lord, Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue If ever I were wilful-negligent, Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour It was my folly; if industrionsly Will be my knell. --Go, play, boy, play ;—There I play'd the fool, it was my negligence, have been,

Not weighing well the end : if ever fearful Or I am much deceiv’d, cuckolds ere now;

To do a thing, where I the issue doubted,

one.

me,

Whereof the execution did cry out

Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps ? Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear

Give scandal to the blood o'the prince my son, Which oft affects the wisest: these, my lord, Wbo, I do think is mine, and love as mine, Are sach allow'd infirmities, that honesty

Without ripe moving to't?-Would I do this? Is never free of. But, 'beseech your grace,

Could man so blench? Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass

Cam. .

I must believe you, sir; By its own visage: if I then deny it,

I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for't: 'Tis none of mine.

Provided, that, when he's remov’d, your highness Leon.

Have not you seen, Camillo, Will take again your queen, as yours at first; (But that's past doubt: you have; or your eye Even for your son's sake; and, thereby, for sealing glass

The injury of tongues, in courts and kingdoms Is thicker than a cuckold's horn :) or heard,

Known and allied to yours. (For, to a vision so apparent, rumour

Leon.

Thou dost advise me, Cannot be mute,) or thought, (for cogitation

Even so as I mine own course have set down: Resides not in that man, that does not think it,) I'll give no, blemish to her honour, none. My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess,

Cam. My lord, (ór else be impudently negative,

Go then; and with a countenance as clear
To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then say, As friendship wears at feasts, keep with Bohemia,
My wife's a hobbyhorse; deserves a name And with your queen: I am bis cup-bearer;
Aš rank as any Max-wench, that puts to

If from me he have wholesome beverage,
Before her troth-plight; say it, and justify it. Account me not your servant.
Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear

Leon.

This is all : My sovereign mistress clouded so, without Do't, and thou hast the one half of my heart; My present vengeance taken : 'Shrew my heart, Do't not, thou split'st thine own. You never spoke what did become you less

Cam.

I'll do't, my lord. Than this; which to reiterate, were sin

Leon. I will seem friendly, as thou hast advis'd As deep as that, though true.

[Exit. Leon.

Is whispering nothing ? Cam. O miserable lady!—But for me,
Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses? What case stand I in? I'must be the poisoner
Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career Of good Polixenes : and my ground to do't
Of langhter with a sigh? (a note infallible

Is the obedience to a master; one,
Of breaking honesty :) borsing foot on foot ? Who, in rebellion with himself, will have
Skulking in corners? wishing clocks more swift? All that are his, so too. To do this deed,
Hoors, minutes ? noon, midnight? and all eyes blind Promotion follows: If I could find example
With the pin and web, but theirs, theirs only,

Of thousands that have struck anointed kings,
That would unseen be wicked? is this nothing? And flourish'd after, I'd not do't: but since
Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment, bears not one,
The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; Let villaing itself forswear't. I must
My wife is nothing ; nor nothing have these no Forsake tbe court: to do't, or no, is certain
If this be nothing.

[things, To me a break-neck. Happy star, reign now! Cam. Good my lord, be cur'd

Here comes Bohemia.
Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes;
For 'tis most dangerous.

Enter PoliXENES.
Leon.
Say, it be; 'tis true.

Pol.

This is strange? methinks, Cam. No, no, my lord.

My favour here begins to warp. Not speak?Leon. It is ; you lie, you lie :

Good-day,

Camillo. I say, thon liest, Camillo, and I hate thee;

Сат.

Hail, most royal sir !
Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless slave; Pol. What is the news i' the court ?
Or else a hovering temporizer, that

Cam.

None rare, my lord. Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil, Pol. The king hath on him such a countenance, Inclining to them both: Were my wife's liver As he had lost some province, and a region, Infected as her life, she would not live

Lov'd as he loves himself: even now I met him The running of one glass.

With customary compliment; when he, Cam.

Who does infect her? Wasting his eyes to the contrary, and falling Leor. Why, he that wears her like her medal, A lip of much contempt, speeds from me; aud About his neck, Bohemia; Who-if I [hanging So leaves me, to consider what is breeding, Had servants true about me; that bare eyes That changes thus his manners. To see alike mine honour as their profits,

Cam. I dare not know, my lord. Their own particular thrifts,--they would do that, Pol. How! dare not ? do not. Do you know, Which should undo more doing : Ay, and thou,

and dare not His cup-bearer,--whom I from meaner forin Be intelligent to me? 'Tis thereabouts : Have beoch’d, and rear'd to worship; who may'st For, to yourself, what you do know, you must;

And cannot say, you dare not. Good Camillo, Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and earth sees heaven, Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror, How I am galled,-might'st bespice a cup,

Which shows me mine chang’d too : for I must be To give mine enemy a lasting wink;

A party in this alteration, finding
Which draught to me were cordial.

Mysell thus alter'd with it.
Cam.
Sir, my lord, Cam. .

There is a sickness,
I could do this; and that with no rash potion, Which pats some of us in distemper; but
But with a ling'ring dram, that should not work I cannot name the disease; and it is caught
Maliciously like poison : But I cannot

Of you, that yet are well. Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress, Pol.

How ! caught of me? So sovereignly being honourable.

Make me not sighted like the basilisk I have lov dibee,

I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the better Leon. Make't thy question, and go rot! By my regard, but kill'd none,so. Camillo,Dost think, I am so muddy, so ansettled,

As you are certainly a gentleman ; thereto To appoint myself in this vexation? sully

Clerk-like, experienc'd, which no less adorns, The purity and whiteness of my sheets,

Our gentry, than our parents 'noble names, Which to preserve, is sleep; which being spotted, In whose success we are gentle,-I beseech you,

see

nose

2

If yon know aughtwhich does behove my knowledge The keys of all the posterns : Please your highness
Thereof to be inform’d, imprison it not

To take the urgent hour: Come, sir, away. (Ereunt.
In ignorant concealment.
Cam.
I may not answer.

ACT II.
Pol. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well!

SCENE I.-The same.
I must be answer'd.--Dost thou hear, Camillo,
I conjure thee by all the parts of man,

Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and Ladies. Which honour does acknowledge,- whereof the Her. Take the boy to you : he so troubles me, least

'Tis past enduring. Is not this suit of mine,-that thou declare

1 Lady,

Come, my gracious lord, What incidency thou dost guess of harm

Shall I be your play-fellow? Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near;

Mam.

No, I'll pone of you. Wbieh way to be prevented, if to be ;

1 Lady: Why, my sweet lord ? If not, how best to bear it.

Mam. You'll kiss me hard; and speak to me as if
Cam.
Sir, I'll tell you ;

I were a baby still.-I love you better.
Since I am charg'd in honour, and by liim [sel ; 2 Lady. And why so, my good lord ?
That I tbink honourable: Therefore, mark my coun Мат.

Not for because Which must be even as swiftly follow'd, as Your brows are blacker; yet black brows, they say, I mean to utter it; or both yourself and me Become some women best; so that there be not Cry, lost, and so good-night.

Too much hair there, but in a semi-circle, Pol.

On, good Camillo. Or half-moon made with a pen. Cam. I am appointed Him to murder you.

2 Lady,

Who taught you this?
Pol. By whom, Camillo?

Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces.- Pray
Cam.
By the king.
What colour are your eye-brows?

(now Pol.

For what?
1 Lady:

Blue, my lord.
Can. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he Mam. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a lady's
As he had seen't, or been an instrument [swears,
To vice

you to't,—that you have touch'd his queen That has been blue, but not her eye-brows. Forbiddenly.

2 Lady.

Hark ye :
Pol. 0, then my best blood turn The queed, your mother, rounds apace: we shall
To an infected jelly; and my name

Present our services to a fine new prince,
Be yok'd with his, that did betray the best! One of these days: and then you'd wanton with us,
Turn then my freshest reputation to

If we would have you.
A savour, that may strike the dullest nostril

1 Lady.

She is spread of late
Where I arrive ; and my approach be shund, Into a goodly bulk : Good time encounter her!
Nay, hated too, worse than the great’st infection, Her. What wisdom stirs amongst you? Come,
That e'er was heard, or read!

sir, now
Cam.
Swear bis thought over

I am for you again : Pray you, sit by us, By each particular star in heaven, and

And tell 's a tale, By all their influences, you may as well

Mam.

Merry, or sad, shall't be? Forbid the sea for to obey the moon,

Her. As merry as you will. As or, by oath, remove, or counsel, shake

Mam.

A sad tale's best for winter; The fabric of bis folly; whose foundation

I have one of sprites and goblins. Is pil'd upon his faith, and will continue

Her.

Let's have that, sir. The standipg of his body.

Come on, sit down:-Come on, and do your best Pol.

How should this grow? To fright me with yoar sprites: you're powerful at Cam. I know not: but, I am sure, 'tis safer to

Mam. There was a man,

fit. Avoid what's grown, than question how 'tis born. Her.

Nay, come, sit down ; then on. If therefore you dare trust my honesty,

Mam. Dwelt by a church-yard :-) will tell it
That lies enclosed in this trank, which

you
Yon crickets shall not hear it.

[softly, Shall bear along impawn'd,-away to-night.

Her.

Come on then,
Your followers'I will wbisper to the business ; And give't me in mine ear.
And will, by twos, and threes, at several posteros,
Clear them of the city: For myself, I'll put

Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and others.
My fortunes to your service, which are here

Leon. Was he met there? bis train? Camillo with By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain ;

bim?

(never For, by the honour of my parents, I

1 Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them; Have útter'd truth : which if you seek to prove, Saw I men scour so on their way: I ey'd them I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer

Even to their ships. Than one condemn'd by the King's own mouth, Leon.

How bless'd am I His execution sworn.

(thereon In my just censure? in my true opinion? Pol. I do believe thee;

Alack, for lesser knowledge!-How accurs’d, I saw his heart in his face. Give me thy hand; In being so blest!~ There may be in the cup Be pilot to me, and thy places shall

A spider steep'd, and one may drink; depart, Still neighbour mine: My ships are ready, and And yet partake no venom; for his knowledge My people did expect my hence departure

Is not infected: but if one present Two days ago.—This jealousy

The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known Is for a precious creature: as she's sare,

How he hath drank, he cracks his gorge, bis sides, Must it be great; and, as his person's mighty, With violent hefts :- I have drank, and seen the Must it be violent; and as he does conceive

spider. He is dishonour'd by a man which ever

Camillo was bis help in this, his pander!
Profess'd to him, why, his revenges must

There is a plot against my life, my crown;.
In that be made more bitter. Fear o'ersbades me; All's true, that is mistrusted :that false villain,
Good expedition be my friend, and comfort Whom I employ'd, was pre-employ'd by him :
The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing He has discover'd my design, and Í
Of his ill-ta'en suspicion ! Come, Camillo; Remain a pinch'd thing; yea, a very trick
I will respect thee as a father, if

For them to play at will :- How came the posterns,
Thou bear'st my life off hence: Let us avoid. So easily open?
Çam. It is in mine authority, to command

1 Lord. By his great authority;

Which often hath no less prerail'd than so, My plight requires it. Do not weep, good fools ; On your command.

There is no cause; when you shall know, your Leon. I know't too well.

mistress Give me the boy; I am glad, you did not nurse him: Has deserv'd a prison : then abound in tears, Though he does bear some sign of me, yet you

As I come out; this action I now go on, Have too much blood in him.

Is for my better grace.-Adieu, my lord : Her.

What is this ? sport? I never wish'd to see you sorry; now, Leon. Bear the boy hence, be shall not come I trust, I shall. My women, come; you have about her;

Leon. Go, do your bidding; hence.

(leave. Away with him :-and let her sport herself

[Exeunt Queen and Ladies, With that she's big with; for 'tis Polixenes

1 Lord. 'Beseech your bighness, call the queen Has made thee swell thus.

again.

(justice Her. Bat I'd say, he had not,

Ant. Be certain what you do, sir ; lest your And, I'll be sworn, you would believe my saying, Prove violence; in the which three great ones suffer, Howe'er you lean to the nayward.

Yourself, your queen, your son.
Leon.
You, my lords, 1 Lord.

For her, my lord, Look on her, mark her well ; be but about

I dare my life lay down, and will do't, sir, To say, she is a goodly lady, and

Please you to accept it, that the queen is spotless The jastice of your hearts will thereto add, l' the eyes of heaven, and to you; I inean, 'Tis pity she's not honest, honourable :

In this which you accuse her. Praise her but for this her without-door form, Ant.

If it prove (Which, on my faith, deserves high speech,) and She's otherwise, I'll keep my stables where straight

1 lodge my wife: I'll go in couples with ber; The shrag, the hum, or ha; these petty brands, Than when I feel, and see her, no further trust ber; That calumny doth use:--0, I am out,

For every inch of woman in the world,
That mercy does; for calumny will sear

Ay, every dram of woman's flesh, is false,
Virtue itself:—these shrugs, these hums, and ha's, If she be.
When you have said, she's goodly, come between, Leon.

Hold your peaces.
Ere you can say, she's bonest: But be it known 1 Lord.

Good my lord, From him, that has most cause to grieve it should be, Ant. It is for you we speak, not for ourselves : She's an adultress.

You are abus'd, and by some patter-on, [lain, Her. Should a villain say so,

That will be damn'd för't; 'would I knew the vilThe most replenish'd villain in the world,

I would land-damn him: Be she honour-flaw'd, He were as much more villain : you, my lord, I have three daughters ; the eldest is eleven; Do but mistake.

The second, and the third, nine, and some five; Leon.

You have mistook, my lady, If this prove true, they'll pay for't: by mine hoPolixenes for Leontes: 0 thou thing,

nour, Which I'll not call a creature of thy place, I'll geld them all; fourteen they shall not see, Lest barbarism, making me the precedent, To bring faise generations : they are co-heirs ; Should a like language use to all degrees,

And I had ra.her glib myself, than they And mannerly distinguishment leave out

Should not produce fair issue. Betwixt the prince and beggar!-I have said,

Leon.

Cease ; no more. She's an adultress; I have said with whom : You smell this business with a sense as cold More, she's a traitor ; and Camillo is

As is a dead man's nose: I see't, and feel't, A federary with her; and one that knows

As you feel doing thus; and see witbal Wbat she should shame to know berself,

The instruments that feel. But with her most vile principal, that she's

Ant.

If it be so, A bed-swerver, even as bad as those

We need no grave to bury honesty;
That vulgars give bold titles ; ay, and privy There's not a grain of it, the face to sweeten
To this their late escape.

Of the whole dungy earth.
Her.
No, by my life,

Leon.

What! lack I credit? Privy to none of this : How will this grieve you, 1 Lord. I had rather you did lack, than I, my When you shall come to clearer knowledge, that

lord,
You thas have publish'd me? Gentle my lord, Upon this ground : and more it would content me
You scarce can right me throughly then, to say To have her honour true, than your suspicion ;
You did mistake.

Be blam'd for't how you might.
Leon.
No, no; if I mistake

Leon.

Why, what need we In those foundations which I build upon,

Commune with you of this ? but rather follow The center is not big enough to bear

Our forceful instigation ? Our prerogative A school-boy's top:-Away with her to prison : Calls not your counsels; but our natural goodness He, who shall speak for her, is afar off guilty, Imparts this: which,-if you, (or stupified, But that he speaks.

Or seeming so in skill,) cannot, or will not, Her.

There's some ill planet reigns: Relish as truth, like us ; inform yourselves, I must be patient, till the heavens look

We need no more of your advice : the matter, With an aspéct more favourable.-Good my lords, The loss, the gain, the ordering on't, is all I am not prone to weeping, as our sex

Properly ours.

Ant. Commonly are ; the want of which vain dew,

And I wish, my liege, Perchance, shall dry your pities : but I have You had only in your silent judgment tried it, That bonourable griet lodg'd here, which burns Without more overture. Worse than tears drown: 'Beseech you all, my

Leon.

How could that be? lords,

Either thou art most ignorant hy age, With thoughts so qualified as your charities Or

thou wert born a fool. Camillo's'flight, Shall best instruct you, measure me ;-and so Added to their familiarity, The king's will be perform’d!

(Which was as gross as ever touch'd conjecture, Leon.

Shall I be heard ? That lack'd sight only, nought for approbation,

(To the Guards.) | But only seeing, all other circumstances Her. Who is't, that goes with me ?—’Beseech Made up to the deed,) doth push on this proceeding

Yet, for a greater confirmation,
My women may be with me; for, you see, (For, in an act of this importanee, 'twere

your highness,

nearer.

you

Most piteous to be wild,) I have dispatch'd in post, Emil.

Most worthy madam, To sacred Delphos, to Apollo's temple,

Your honour, and your goodness, is so evident,
Cleomenes and Dion, whom you know

That your free undertaking cannot miss
Of stuff'd sufficiency: Now, from the oracle A thriving issue; there is no lady living,
They will bring all ; whose spiritual counsel had, So meet for this great errand : Please your ladyship
Shall stop, or spur me. Have I done well ? To visit the next room, I'll presently
1 Lord. Well done, my lord.

Acquaint the queen of your most noble offer;
Leon. Though I am satisfied, and need no more Who, but to-day, hammer'd of this design;
Than what I know, yet shall the oracle

But durst not tempt a minister of honour,
Give rest to the minds of others; such as he, Lest she should be denied.
Whose ignorant credulity will not

Paul.

Tell her, Emilia,
Come up to the truth : So have we thought it good, I'll use that tongue I have: if wit flow from it,
From our free person she should be confin'd; As boldness from my bosom, let it not be doubted
Lest that the treachery of the two, fled hence,

I shall do good.
Be left her to perform. Come, follow us ;

Emil. Now be you blest for it!
We are to speak in public: for this business I'll to the queen : Please you, come something
Will raise us all.

(babe, Ant. (A side.) To langhter, as I take it,

Keep. Madam, if't please the queen to send the If the good truth were knowo.

[Exeunt. I know not what I shall incur, to pass it,

Having no warrant.
SCENE II.—The same. The outer Room of a Prison, Paul. You need not fear it, sir :
Enter PAULINA and Attendants.

The child was prisoner to the womb; and is,

By law and process of great nature, thence Paul. The keeper of the prison,-call to him; Free'd and enfranchis'd: not a party to

[Exit an Attendant. The anger of the king; nor guilty of, Let him have knowledge who I am.—Good lady! If any be, the trespass of the queen. No court in Europe is too good for thee,

Keep. I do believe it.
What dost thou then in prison ?-Now, good sir, Paul.

Do not you fear: upon
Re-enter Attendant, with the Keeper.

Mine honour, I will stand 'twixt you and danger.

[Ereunt. You know me,

do not? Keep.

For a worthy lady, SCENE III.-The same. A Room in the Palace.
And one whom I much honour.
Paul.

Pray you then,

Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and other Conduct me to the queen.

Attendants. Keep. I may not, madam; to the contrary

Leon. Nor night nor day, no rest : It is bat I have express commandment.

weakness Paul.

Here's ado, To bear the matter thus; mere weakness, if
To lock up honesty and honour from

The cause were not in being ;-part o'the cause,
The access of gentle visitors !-Is it lawful, She, the adultress ;-for the harlot king
Pray you, to see her women? any of them ? Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank
Emilia?

And level of my brain, plot-proof: but she
Keep. So please you, madam, to put

I can hook to me: Say, that she were gone, Apart these your atiendants, I shall bring

Given to the fire, a moiety of my rest
Emilia forth.

Might come to me again.--Who's there?
Paul.
I pray now, call her.-

1 Atten.

My lord ? (Advancing.) Withdraw yourselves.

[Exeunt Attend. Leon. How does the boy? Keep. And, madam,

1 Atten.

He took good rest to-night; I must be present at your conference.

'Tis hop'd, his sickness is discharg'd. Paul. Well, be it so, pr’ythee. (Exit Keeper. Leon. Here's such ado to make no stain a stain,

His nobleness ! As passes colouring.

Conceiving the dishonour of his mother,

He straight declin'd, droop’d, took it deeply;
Re-enter Keeper, with EMILIA.

Fasten’d and fix'd the shame on't in himsell;
Dear gentlewoman, how fares our gracious lady? Threw off his spirit, his appetite, his sleep,

Emil. As well as one so great, and so forlorn, And downright sanguish’d.–Leave me solely :-go, May hold together: on her frights, and griefs, See how le. fares. [Exit Attend.]-Fy, fy! no (Which never tender lady hath borne greater,)

thought of him ;She is, something before her time, deliver'd. The very thought of my revenges

that

way Paul. A boy?

Recoil upon me: in bimself too mighty;
Emil.

A daughter; and a goodly babe, And in his parties, his alliance,-Let him be,
Lusty, and like to live: the queen receives Until a time may serve : for present vengeance,
Much comfort in't : says, My poor prisoner, Take it on ber. Camillo and Polixenes
I am innocent as you.

Laugh at me; make their pastime at my sorrow :
Paul.

I dare be sworn: They should not laugh, if I could reach them; nor These dangerous unsafe lunes o'the king! beshrew Shall she, within my power.

them! He must be told on't, and he shall : the office

Enter PAULINA, with a Child. Becomes a woman st; I'll take't upon me:

1 Lord.

You must not enter. If I prove honey-mouth'd, let my tongue blister; Paul. Nay, rather, good my lords, be second to And never to my red-look'd anger be

Fear you his tyrannous passion more, alas, [me: The trumpet any more :-Pray you, Emilia, Than the queen's life? a gracious innocent soul; Commend my beygt obedience to the queen;

More free, than he is jealous. If she dares trust me with her little babe,

Ant.

That's enough. I'll show't the king, and undertake to be

1 Altend. Madam, he hath not slept to-night; Her advocate to th' loudest: We do not know

commanded How he may soften, at the sight o'the child ; None should come at him. The silence often of pure innocence

Paul.

Not so hot, good sir; Persuades, when speaking fails.

I come to bring him sleep. 'Tis such as you,

To see

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