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Cam. No, no, my lord.
It is; you lie, you lie:
Who does infect her? Leon. Why he, that wears her like her medal,
hanging About his neck, Bohemia: Who- if I Had servants true about me: that bare eyes To see alike mine honour as their profits, Their own particular thrifts,—they would do that Which should undo more doing: Ay, and thou, His cupbearer,—whom I from meaner form Have bench'd, and rear'd to worship; who may’st
Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and earth sees heaven,
Sir, my lord,
Make't thy question, and go rot! Dost think, I am so muddy, so unsettled, To appoint myself in this vexation? sully
5 you, sir;
like her medal,] i. e. her portrait. s Make't thy question, and go rot! &c.] This refers to what Camillo has just said, relative to the Queen's chastity.
The purity and whiteness of my sheets,
I must believe
Thou dost advise me,
Cam. My lord,
This is all :
I'll do't, my lorda Leon. I will seem friendly, as thou hast advis’d
[Exit. Cam. O miserable lady!-But, for me, , What case stand I in? I must be the poisoner Of good Polixenes: and my ground to do't Is the obcdience to a master; one, Who, in rebellion with himself, will have All that are his, so too.—To do this deed, Promotion follows: If I could find example % Could man so blench?] To blinch is to start off, to slurink.
Of thousands, that had struck anointed kings,
This is strange! methinks,
Hail, most royal sir!
None rare, my lord.
Cam. I dare not know, my lord.
and clare not
There is a sickness
you that yet are well.
How! caught of me? Make me not sighted like the basilisk: I have look'd on thousands who have sped the better By my regard, but kill'd none so. Camillo, As you are certainly a gentleman ; thereto Clerk-like, experienc'd, which no less adorns Our gentry, than our parents' noble names, In whose success we are gentle,? – I beseech you, If you know aught which does behove
knowledge Thereof to be inform’d, imprison it not In ignorant concealment. Cam.
I may not answer.
Sir, I'll tell
you; Since I am charg’d in honour, and by him That I think honourable: Therefore, mark my
On, good Camillo.
? 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:
* I am appointed Him to murder you.] i, e. I am the person appointed to murder you. VOL. III.
Pol. By whom, Camillo ?
By the king.
For what? Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he
Pol. O, then my best blood turn
Swear his thought over
How should this grow? Cam. I know not: but, I am sure, 'tis safer to Avoid what's grown, than question how 'tis born. If therefore you dare trust my honesty,That lies enclosed in this trunk, which you Shall bear along impawn'd,-away to-night. Your followers I will whisper to the business; And will, by twos, and threes, at several posterns, Clear them o' the city: For myself, I'll put
9 To vice -- ) i. e. to draw, persuade you; probably for advise.
whose foundation Is pild upon his faith,] This foly which is erected on the foundation of settled belief.