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None rare, my lord. || By all their influences, you may as well
As or, by oath, remove, or counsel, shake,
Is pil'd upon his faith, and will continue
How should this grow? So leaves me, to consider what is breeding,
Cam. I know not : but, I am sure, 'tis safer to That changes thus his manners.
Avoid what's grown, than question how 'tis born. Cam. I dare not know, my lord.
If therefore you dare trust my honesty,Pol. How! dare not ? do not. Do you know, and That lies enclosed in this trunk, which you dare not
Shall bear along impawn'd,-away to night. Be intelligent to me? 'Tis thereabouts ;
Your followers I will whisper to the business ; For, to yourself, what you do know, you must; And will, by twos, and threes, at several posterns, And cannot say, you dare not. Good Camillo, Clear them o' the city: For myself, I'll put Tour chang'd complexions are to me a mirror, My fortunes to your service, which are here Which shows me mine chang'd too: for I must be By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain; A party in this alteration, finding
For, by the honour of my parents, I Myself thus alter'd with it.
Have attered truth : which if you seek to prove, Can.
There is a sickness I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer Which puts some of us in distemper; but
Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, thereon I camput name the disease; and it is caught His execution sworn Of you that yet are well.
I do believe thee; Pol.
How! caught of me? I saw his heart in his face. Give me thy band;
Be pilot to me, and thy places shall
Two days ago.—This jealousy
Must it be great; and, as his person's mighty,
Profess'd to him, why, his revenges must la ignorant concealment.
In that be made more bitter. Fear o'er-shades me: Cam, I may not answer.
Good expedition be my friend, and comfort Pol. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well! The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing I must be answer'd.-Dost thou hear, Camillo,
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 Is creeping toward me; bow far off, how near;
To take the urgent hour: Come, sir, away. [Exe.
SCENE 1.- The same. Enter Hermione, Mamillius, sel :
and Ladies. Which must be even as swiftly follow'd, as
Hermione. I mean to utter it; or both yourself and me
TAKE the boy to you: he so troubles me, Cry, lost, and so good-night.
'Tis past enduring. Pol. On, good Camillo.
i Lady. Come, my gracious lord. Cam. I am appointed Him to murder you.
Shall I be your play-fellow? Pol. By whom, Camillo ?
No, I'll none of you. Cam, By the king.
1 Lady. Why, my sweet lord ? Pol.
For what? Mam. You'll kiss me hard ; and speak to me as if Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he swears, I were a baby sull.-I love you better. As he had seen't, or been an instrument
2 Lady. And why so, my good lord ? To viee you to't,- that you have touch'd his qucen Mam.
Not for because Forbiddenly.
Your brows are blacker ; yet black brows, they say, Pole O, then my best blood turn
Become some women best; so that there be not To an infeeted jelly; and my name
Too much hair there, but in a semi-circle, Be yok'd with his, that did betray the best!
Or half-moon made with a pen. Turn then my freshest reputation to
Who taught you this? A savour, that may strike the dullest nostril
Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces.-Pray now Where I arrive ; and my approach be shunnid, What colour are your eye-brows? Nay, hated too, worse than the great'st infection i Lady.
Blue, my lord. That e'er was beard, or read!
Mam. Nay, that's a mock: I've seen a lady's nose Cam.
Swear his thought over That has been blue, but not her eye-brows. By cach panicular star in bcaven, and
The queen, your mother, rounds apace : we shall (Which, on my faith, deserves high speech.)and straight
The shrug, the hum.or ha; these petty brands,
That mercy does; for calumny will sear
Virtue itself:-these shrugs, these hums, and has, Into a goodly bulk ; Good time encounter her! When you have said, she's goodly, come between, Her. What wisdom stirs amongst you? Come, sir, Ere you can say she's honest : But be it known, NOW
From bim that bas most cause to grieve it should be I am for you again : Pray you, sit by us,
She's an adultress. And tell 's a tale.
Should a villain say so, Mam. Merry, or sad, shall’t be?
The most replenish'd villain in the world, Her. As inerry as you will.
He were as much more villain : you, my lord, Mam.
A sad tale's best for winter : Do but mistake. I have one of sprites and goblins.
Leo. You have mistook, my lady, Her.
Let's have that, sir. Polixenes for Leontes : 0 thou thing,
Should a like language use to all degrees,
And mannerly distinguishment leave out
She's an adultress ; I have said with whom: Her.
Come on then, Mure, she's a traitor ; and Camillo is And give't me in mine ear.
A federary with her; and one that knows Enter Leontes, Antigonus, Lords, and others.
What she should shame to know bersell, Leo. Was he met there? his train ? Camillo with But with her most vile principal, that she's him?
A bed-swerver, even as bad as those
No, by my life,
Privy to none of this: How will this grieve yon, In my just censure? in my true opinion ?
When you shall come to clearer knowledge, that Alack, for lesser knowledge !-How accurs'd
You thus have publish'd me? Gentle my lond, In being so blest! There may be in the cup
You scarce can right me throughly then, to say A spider steep'd, and one may drink ; depart, You did mistake. And yet partake no venom ; for his knowledge
No, no ; if I mistake Is not infected: but if one present
In those foundations which I build uponi,
The centre is not big enough to bear
But that he speaks.
There's some ill planet reigns: There is a plot against my life, my crown;
I must be patient, till the heavens look All's true that is mistrusted :-that false villain, With an aspect more favourable.-Good my londe, Whom I employd, was preemploy'd by him: I am not prone to weeping, as our sex He has discover'd my design, and I
Commonly are; the want of which vain dew, Remain a pinch'd thing ; yea, a very trick
Perchance, shall dry your pities : but I have For them to play at will :-How came the posterns "That honourable grief lodg‘d here, which burns So easily open ?
Worse than tears drown: 'Beseech you all, my lords, i Lord. By bis great authority;
With thoughts so qualified as your charities Which often hath no less prevail'd than so,
Shall best instruct you, measure me ;-and so
The king's will be perform'd!
Shall I be heard? Give me the boy; I am glad, you did not nurse him : Though he does bear some sigus of me, yet you Her. Who is't, that goes with me?
-"Beseech your Have too much blood in him.
What is this? sport? My women may be with me; for, you see, Leo. Bear the boy hence, he shall not come about My plight requires it.-Do not weep, good fools ; her ;
There is no cause : when you shall know, your mistrus Away with him :-and let her sport herself
Has deserv'd prison, then abound in tears, With that she's big with; for 'uis Polixenes
As I come out: this action, I now go on, Has made thee swell thus.
Is for my better grace.-Adieu, my lord: Her.
But I'd say, he had not ; I never wish'd to see you sorry; now,
Lco. Go, do our bidding; hence.
[Excunt Queen and Ladera Look on her, mark her well; be but about
i Lord. 'Beseech your highness, call the queen again« , To say, she is a goodly lady, and!
Ant. Be certain what you do, sir ; lest your justice The justice of your hearts will thereto add,
Prove violence; in the which three gnat ones suffer, Tis pity she's not honest, honourable :
Yourself, your queen, your son. Praise her but for this her without-door form,
For her, my lond,
[To the Guarda
I dare my life lay down, and will do't, sir,
Give rest to the minds of others; such as he, Please you to accept it, that the queen is spotless Whose ignorant credulity will not l' the eyes of heaven, and to you; I mean,
Come up to the truth : So have we thought it good, In this which you accuse her.
From our free person she should be confin'd;
Lest that the treachery of the two, fled hence,
Be left her to perform. Come, follow us ;
We are to speak in public: for this business
[Aside.] To laughter, as I take it, Ay, every dram of woman's flesh, is false,
If the good truth were known.
[E.reunt. If she be. Les Hold your peaces.
SCENE II.-The same. The outer Room of a Prisons
Enter Paulina and Attendants. 1 Lord.
Good my lord, Ant. It is for you we speak, not for ourselves : Pau. The keeper of the prison,-call to him; You are abus'd, and by some putter-on,
[Erit an Attendanta That will be damo'd fort ; 'would I knew the villain, | Let him have knowledge who I am.-Good lady! I would land dan him; Be she honour-flaw'd, No court in Europe is too good for thee, I have three daughters ; the eldest is eleven ;
What dost thou then in prison ?-Now, good sir, The second, and the third, nine, and some five;
Re-enter Attendant, with the Keeper.
You know me, do you not?
For a worthy lady,
And one whom much I honour.
Pray you then,
Conduct me to the queen. Les.
Cease; no more. You smell this business with a sense as cokl
Keep. I may not, madam; to the contrary
I have express commandment.
To lock up honesty and honour from
The access of gentle visitors !-Is it lawful,
Pray you, to see her women? any of them ?
Emilia? "There's not a grain of it, the face to sweeten
Keep. So please you, madam, to put
Apart these your attendants, I shall bring
Emilia forth. 1 Lord. I had rather you did lack, than I, my lord,
Pai. Upon this ground : and more it would content me
I pray now, call her.
Withdraw yourselves. [Eveunt Attendants. To have her honour true, than your suspicion ; Be blam'd for't how you might.
And, madam, Leo.
Why, what need we
I must be present at your conference. Commune with you of this? but rather follow
Pau. Well, be it so, pr’ythee. (Exit Keeper. Our forceful instigation ? Our prerogative
Here's such ado to make no stain a stain, Calls not your counsels; but our natural goodness
As passes colouring
Imparts this: which,-if you (or stupified,
Re-enter Keeper, with Emilia. Or seeming so in skill,) cannot, or will not,
Dear gentlewoman, how fares our gracious lady? Relish as truth, like us; inform yourselves,
Emil. As well as one so great, and so forlorn, We need no more of your advice : the matter, May hold together: On her frights, and griefs, The loss, the gain, the ordering on't, is all
(Which never tender lady hath borne greater) Properly ours.
She is, something before her time, deliver'd.
Pau. A boy?
Emil. A daughter; and a goodly babe, Without more overture.
Lusty, and like to live: the queen receives
Much comfort in't: says, My poor prisoner,
I am innocent as you. Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight,
I dare be sworn : Added to their familiarity,
These dangerous unsafe lunes o' the king! beslirew (Which was as gross as ever tonch'd conjecture,
thein ! That lack'd sight only, nought for approbation, He must be told on't, and he shall : the office But only seeing, all other circumstances
Becomes a woman best ; I'll take't upon me: Made up to the deed.) doth push on this proceeding: If I prove honey-mouth'd, let my tongue blister ; Yet, for a greater confirmation,
And never to my red-look'd anger be (For, in an act of this importance, 'twere
The trumpet any more :-Pray yon, Emilia, Most piteous to be wild.) I have despatch'd in post, Commend iny best obedience to the queen ; To saered Delphos, to Apullo's temple,
If she dares trust me with her little babe, Cleomenes and Dion, whom you know
I'll show't the king, and undertake to be of stuld sufficiency: Now, from the oracle
Her advocate to th' loudest: We do not know They will bring all; whose spiritual counsel bad, How he may soften at the sight o' the child; Shall stop, or spur me. Have I done well?
The silence often of pure ippocence 1 Lord. Well done, iny lord.
Persuader, when speaking fails. Leo. Though I am satisfied, and need no more Emil.
Most worthy madam, Than what I know, yet sball the oracle
Your honour, and your goodness, is so evident,
'That your free undertaking cannot miss
Tell her, Emilia,
Emil. Now be you blest for it!
Keep. Madam, if't please the queen to send the babe,
You need not fear it, sir:
Do not you fear: upon
(Exeunt. SCENE III.-The same. A Room in the Palace.
Enter Leontes, Antigonus, Lords, and other Attendants. Leo. Nor night, nor day, no rest: It is but weakness To bear the matter thus; mere weakness, if The cause were not in being :-part o' the cause, She, the adultress ;--for the harlot king Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank Anxł level of my brain, plot-proof: but she I can hook to me : Say, that she were gone, Given to the fire, a pioiety of my rest Might come to me again.--Who's there? 1 Alten.
My lord ? [Advancing. Leo. How does the boy ? 1 Atten.
He took good rest tonight ; 'Tis hop'd, his sickness is discharg'd.
Leo. His nobleness ! Conceiving the dishonour of his mother, He straight declin'd, droop'd, took it deeply; Fastend and fix'd the shame on't in himself; Throw off his spirit, his appetite, his sleep, And downright languish.d.-Leave me solely :-go, See how he fares. [Exit Ation.]--Fie, fie! no thought
of him ;The very thought of my revenges that way Recoil upon me: in himself too mighty; And in his parties, his alliance --Let him be, Until a time may serve: for present vengeance, Take it on her. Camillo and Polixenes Laugh at me ; make their pastime at my sorrow: They should not laugh, if I could reach them; nor Shall she, within my power.
Entis, Paulina, with a Child. 1 Lord.
You must not enter. Part. Nay, rather, good my lords, be second to me: Fear you his tyrannous passion more, alas, Than the queen's life? a gracious innocent soul ; More free, than he is jealous. Ani.
That's enough. 1 Atten. Madam, he hath not slept tonight; com
None should come at himn.
Not so hot, good sir;
him from sleep.
What noise there, ho ! Pau. No noise, my lord; but needful conference, About some gossips for your highness. Leo.
I told her so, my lord,
What, canst not rule her?
Lo you now; you hear!
Good my liege, I come,
Force her hence.
[Laying down the child. Leo.
He dreads his wife.
A nest of traitors! Ant. I am none, by this good light.
Nor I ; 'nor any, || These lortls, my noble fellows, if they please,
1 Lord. We can; my royal liege,
i Lord. 'Beseech your highness, give us better credit: He cannot be compell’d to't.) once remove
We have always truly servd you ; and beseech The mot of his opinion, which is rotten,
So to esteem of us : And on our knees we beg, As ever oak, or stone, was sound.
(As recompense of our dear services, Les.
Past, and to come.) that you do change this purpose; of boundless tongue; who late hath beat her husband, which, being so horrible, so bloody, must And now baits me!-This brat is none of mine; Lead on to some foul issue: We all kneel. It is the issue of Polixenes :
Leo. I am a feather for each wind that blows: Hence with it; and, together with the dam,
Shall I live on, to see this bastard kneel
And call me father? Better bum it now,
Than curse it then. But, be it; let it live:
Behold, my lords, You, that have been so tenderly officious (To Ant. Although the print be little, the whole matter With lady Margery, your midwife, there, And copy of the father: eye, nose, lip,
To save this bastard's life :-for 'tis a bastard, The trick of his frown his forehead; nay, the valley, || So sure as this beard's gres,—what will you adventure The pretty dimples of his chin, and check ; bis smiles ; To save this brat's life? The very mould and frame of hand, nail, finger : Ant.
Any thing, my lord, And, thou, good goddess nature, which hast made it
That my ability may undergo, So like to him that got it, if thou hast
And nobleness impose : at least, thus much ; The ordering of the mind too, 'mongst all colours
I'll pawn the little blood which I have left, No yellow in't ; lest she suspect, as he does,
To save the innocent: any thing possible. Her children mot her busband's!
Leo. It shall be possible : Swear by this sword, Les.
A gross hag! Thou wilt perform my bidding. And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd,
I will, my lord. That wilt not stay her tongue.
Leo. Mark, and perform it; (seest thou ?) for the fáil Ante
Hang all the husbands, of any point in't shall not only be
Whom, for this time, we pardon. We enjoin thee,
As thou art liege-man to us, that thou carry Pau. A most unworthy and unnatural lord
This female bastard hence; and that thou bear it Can do no more.
To some remote and desert place, quite out
Of our dominions; and that there thou leave it,
I care not: Without more mercy, to its own protection, It is an heretic, that makes the fire,
And favour of the climate. As by strange fortune Not she, which burns in't. I'll not call you tyrant ; It came to us, I do in justice charge thee, — But this most cruel usage of your queen
On thy soul's peril, and thy body's torture, (Not able to produce more accusation
That thou commend it strangely to some place, Than your own weak-hing'd fancy,) something savours || Where chance may nurse, or end it: Take it up. of tyranny, and will ignoble make you,
Ant. I swear to do this, though a present death Tea, seandalous to the world.
Had been more merciful.-Come on, poor babe: Les.
On your allegiance, Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens, Out of the chamber with her. Were I a tyrant, To be thy nurses ! Wolves, and bears, they say, Where were her life ? she durst not call me so, Casting their savageness aside, bave done If she did know me one. Away with ber.
Like offices of pity.--Sir, be prosperous Pan. I pray you, do not push me; I'll be gone. In more than this deed doth require! and blessing, -Isok to your babe, my lord ; 'tis yours: Jove send Against this cruelty, fight on thy side. ber
-Poor thing, condemnd to loss! [Exit with the child A better guiding spirit !-What need these hands - Leo.
No, I'll not rear You, that are thus so tender o'er his follies,
Another's issue. Will never do him good, not one of you.
1 Attene Please your bighness, posts, So, so :-Farewell; we are gone.
[Exit. From those you sent to the oracle, are come Leo. Thou, traitor, hast set on thy wife to this An hour since: Cleomenes and Dion, My child ? away with't!-even thou, that hast Being well arriv'd from Delphos, are both landed, A heart so tender o'er it, take it hence,
Hasting to the court. And see it instantly consum'd with fire;
So please you, sir, their speed Even thou, and none but thou. Take it up straight; Hath been beyond account. Within this hour bring me word 'tis done,
Twenty-three days (And by gooit testimony) or I'll seize thy life, They have been absent : 'Tis good spad; foretels, With what thou else call'st thine: If thou refuse, The great Apollo suddenly will have And wilt encounter with my wrath, say so;
The truth of this appear. Prepare you, loris ; The bastard brains with these my proper hands
Summon a session, that we may araign Shall I dash out. Go, take it to the fire ;
Our most disloyal lady: for, as she hath
Been publicly accus'd, so shall she have
A just ayd open trial. While she biscos,