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Her. What? have I twice said well? when was't

before? I pr’ythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and make us As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying tongue

less, Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages: You may

ride

US, With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal;My last good deed was, to entreat his stay; What was my first? it has an elder sister, Or I mistake you: 0), would her name were Grace! But once before I spoke to the purpose: When? Nay, let me have't; I long. Leon.

Why, that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to

death, Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, And clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, I am yours for ever. Her.

It is Grace, indeed. Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose

twice: The one for ever earn’d a royal husband; The other, for some while a friend.

[Giving her hand to Polirenes. Leon.

Too hot, too hot: [Aside. To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. I have tremor cordis on me:-my heart dances; But not for joy,—not joy.—This entertainment May a free face put on; derive a liberty From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom,

And well become the agent: it may, I grant;
But to be paddling palms, and pinching fingers,
As now they are; and making practis'd smiles,
As in a looking-glass ;--and then to sigh, as 'twere
The mort o'the deer; O, that is entertainment
My bosom likes not, nor my brows.—Mamillius,
Art thou my boy?
Mam.

Ay, my good lord.
Leon.

I'fecks? Why, that's my bawcock. What, hast smutch'd thy

nose? They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain, We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly, captain: And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf, Are all call'd, neat.—Still virginalling

[Observing Polirenes and Hermione. Upon his palm?—How now, you wanton calf? Art thou

my

calf? Mam.

Yes, if you will, my lord. Leon. Thou want’st a rough pash, and the shoots

that I have, To be full like me: yet, they say, we are Almost as like as eggs; women say so, That will say any thing: But were they false As o'er-died blacks, as wind, as waters; false As dice are to be wish’d, by one that fixes No bourn 'twixt his and mine; yet were it true To say, this boy were like me. —Come, sir page, Look on me with your welkin-eye: Sweet villain ! Most dear'st! my collop!-Can thy dam?-may't

be? Affection! thy intention stabs the center:

Thou dost make possible, things not so held,
Communicat'st with dreams;—(How can this be?)-
With what's unreal thou coactive art,
And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent,
Thou may’st co-join with something; and thou dost;
(And that beyond commission; and I find it,)
And that to the infection of my brains,
And hardening of my brows.
Pol.

What means Sicilia?
Her. He something seems unsettled.
Pol.

How, my lord? What cheer? how is’t with you, best brother? Her.

You look, As if you

held a brow of much distraction: Are you mov’d, my lord? Leon.

No, in good earnest.How sometimes nature will betray its folly, Its tenderness; and make itself a pastime To harder bosoms! [Aside.]-Looking on the lines Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil Twenty three years; and saw myself unbreech’d, In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled, Lest it should bite its master, and so prove, As ornaments oft do, too dangerous. How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, This squash, this gentleman:-Mine honest friend, Will you take eggs

for money?
Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight.
Leon. You will? why, happy man be his dole!

My brother,
Are you so fond of your young prince, as we
Do seem to be of ours?

Pol.

If at home, sir,
He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter:
Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy;
My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all:
He makes a July's day short as December;
And, with his varying chilness, cures in me
Thoughts that would thick

my

blood. Leon.

So stands this squire Offic'd with me: We two will walk, my lord, And leave you to your graver steps. —Hermione, How thou lov'st us, show in our brother's wel

come; Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap: Next to thyself, and my young rover,

he's Apparent to my heart. Her.

If you would seek us, We are yours i'the garden: Shall's attend

you

there? Leon. To your own bents dispose you: you'll be

found, Бе you

beneath the sky :-I am angling now, Though you perceive me not how I give line. Go to, go to!

[Aside. Observing Polirenes and Hermione. How she holds up the neb, the bill to him! And arms her with the boldness of a wife To her allowing husband! Gone already; Inch-thick, knee-deep; o'er head and ears a fork'd

one.

[Exeunt Polivenes, Hermione, and attendants. Go, play, boy, play;—thy mother plays, and I Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour

Will be my knell.—Go, play, boy, play ;—There

have been,
Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now;
And many a man there is, even at this present,
Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm,
That little thinks she has been sluic'd in his absence,
And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by
Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort in't,
Whiles other men have gates; and those gates opend,
As mine, against their will: Should all despair,
That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind
Would hang themselves. Physick for't there is none;
It is a bawdy planet, that will strike
Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it,
From east, west, north and south: Be it concluded,
No barricado for a belly; know it;
It will let in and out the enemy,
With bag and baggage: many a thousand of us
Have the disease, and feel't not.—How now, boy?

Mam. I am like you, they say.
Leon.

Why, that's some comfort.What! Camillo there?

Cam. Ay, my good lord. Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou’rt an honest man,

[Exit Mamillius. Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer.

Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor hold; When you cast out, it still came home. Leon.

Didst note it? Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; made His business more material. Leon.

Didst perceive it?

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