They're here with me already; whispering, rounding, When I shall gust it last.-How came't, Camillo, Cam. At the good queen's entreaty. Cannot be mute,) or thought, (for cogitation To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then say, Leon. Is whispering nothing? Is leaning cheek to cheek, is meeting noses, Leon. At the queen's, be't: good, should be pertinent; Of laughter with a sigh, (a note infallible But so it is, it is not. Was this taken Leon. Ha? Cam. Stays here longer. Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the entreaties The entreaties of your mistress?-satisfy ?— Cam. Be it forbid, my lord! Of breaking honesty:) horsing foot on foot, Cam. Good my lord, be cur'd Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes; Leon. Say, it be; 'tis true. Leon. It is; you lie, you lie : I say, thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee, Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil, Cam. Who does infect her? Leon. Why, he that wears her like her medal, hanging thou art not honest: or, About his neck, Bohemia; who-if I If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward; A servant, grafted in my serious trust, And therein negligent; or else a fool, Had servants true about me; that bare eyes Their own particular thrifts, they would do that, That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake drawn, Have bench'd, and rear'd to worship, who may'st see And tak'st it all for jest. Cam. My gracious lord, I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful; In every one of these no man is free, But that his negligence, his folly, fear, Amongst the infinite doings of the world, Sometimes puts forth. In your affairs, my lord, It was my folly; if industriously Leon. Have not you seen, Camillo, (But that's past doubt: you have; or your eyeglass Is thicker than a cuckold's horn;) or heard, (For, to a vision so apparent, rumour Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and earth sees heaven, To give mine enemy a lasting wink; Cam. Sir, my lord, I could do this; and that with no rash potion, Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress, Leon. Make't thy question, and go rot! Cam. I must believe you, sir; I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for't: Provided, that, when he's remov'd, your highness Will take again your queen, as yours at first; Leon. Thou dost advise me, Even so as I mine own course have set down: I'll give no blemish to her honour, none. Go then; and with a countenance as clear, As friendship wears at feasts, keep with Bohemia, Leon. This is all. Do't, and thou hast the one half of my heart; Leon. I will seem friendly, as thou hast advis'd me. Cam. O miserable lady! But for me, [Exit. Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment, bears not one, Forsake the court: to do't, or no, is certain Enter POLIXENES. Pol. This is strange! methinks, Cam. Hail, most royal sir! Pol. What is the news i'the court? Pol. The king hath on him such a countenance, Cam. I dare not know, my lord. Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he swears, To vice you to't, that you have touch'd his queen Pol. 0, then my best blood turn A savour, that may strike the dullest nostril Cam. Swear his thought over By each particular star in heaven, and Pol. How should this grow? Cam. I know not: but, I am sure, 'tis safer to Pol. How! dare not? do not. Do you know, and dare Clear them of the city. For myself, I'll put not Make me not sighted like the basilisk: My fortunes to your service, which are here Have utter'd truth: which if you seek to prove, I dare not stand by, nor shall you be safer Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, thereon His execution sworn. Pol. I do believe thee: I saw his heart in his face. Give me thy hand; Be pilot to me, and thy places shall Still neighbour mine. My ships are ready, and I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the better Is for a precious creature: as she's rare, By my regard, but kill'd none so. Camillo, As you are certainly a gentleman; thereto If you know aught, which does behove my knowledge Must it be great; and, as his person's mighty, 240 I will respect thee as a father, if АСТ II. SCENE I-The same. Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and Ladies. Her. Take the boy to you! he so troubles me, 'Tis past enduring. 1 Lady. Come, my gracious lord! Shall I be your play-fellow? Mam. No, I'll none of you. 1 Lady. Why, my sweet lord? Mam. You'll kiss me hard, and speak to me as if I were a baby still.-1 love you better. 2 Lady. And why so, my good lord? Your brows are blacker; yet black brows, they say, 2 Lady. Who taught you this? Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces. - Pray now What colour are your eye-brows? 1 Lady. Blue, my lord. Remain a pinch'd thing; yea, a very trick 1 Lord. By his great authority, Leon. I know't too well. Give me the boy! I am glad, you did not nurse him : Her. What is this? sport? Leon. Bear the boy hence, he shall not come about her; Her. But I'd say, he had not, And, I'll be sworn, you would believe my saying, Leon. You, my lords, Look on her, mark her well; be but about To say, she is a goodly lady, and The justice of your hearts will thereto add, Praise her but for this her without-door form, The shrug, the hum, or ha; these petty brands, Mam. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a lady's nose That mercy does; for calumny will sear That has been blue, but not her eye-brows. 2 Lady. Hark ye: The queen, your mother, rounds apace: we shall One of these days: and then you'd wanton with us, 1 Lady. Sheis spread of late Into a goodly bulk: good time encounter her! Virtue itself:-these shrugs, these hums, and ha's, Her. Should a villain say so, The most replenish'd villain in the world, Her.What wisdom stirs amongst you? Come sir, now Do but mistake. I am for you again: pray you, sit by us, And tell's a tale! Mam. Merry, or sad, shall't be? Her. As merry as you will. Mam. A sad tale's best for winter; I have one of sprites and goblins. Her. Let's have that, sir. Come on, sit down!-Come on, and do your best Leon. You have mistook, my lady, i To fright me with your sprites : you're powerful at it. More, she's a traitor; and Camillo is Mam. There was a man, Her. Nay, come, sit down; then on! A federary with her, and one that knows, Mam. Dwelt by a church-yard:- I will tell it softly; But with her most vile principal, that she's Her. Come on then, And give't me in mine ear! Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and others. Leon. How bless'd am I In my just censure? in my true opinion?- The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known, Privy to none of this. How will this grieve you, Leon. No, no; if I mistake In those foundations, which I build upon, A school-boy's top.- Away with her to prison! Iler. There's some ill planet reigns: I must be patient, till the heavens look Her. Who is't, that goes with me?'Beseech your highness, My women may be with me; for, you see, I trust, I shall. My women, come! you have leave. [Exeunt Queen and Ladies. 1 Lord.'Beseech your highness, call the queen again! Ant. Be certain what you do, sir; lest your justice Prove violence; in the which three great ones suffer, Yourself, your queen, your son. 1 Lord. For her, my lord, I dare my life lay down, and will do't, sir, Please you to accept it, that the queen is spotless Ant. If it prove Leon. Hold your peaces! 1 Lord. Good my lord, Ant. It is for you we speak, not for ourselves: You are abus'd, and by some putter-on, That will be damn.'d for't; 'would I knew the villain, Either thou art most ignorant by age, (Which was as gross, as ever touch'd conjecture, (For, in an act of this importance, 'twere Of stuff'd sufficiency: now, from the oracle Leon. Though I am satisfied, and need no more Ant. [Aside.] To laughter, as I take it, If the good truth were known. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The same. The outer room of a prison. Enter PAULINA and Attendants. Paul. The keeper of the prison,-call to him; [Exit an Attendant. Keep. For a worthy lady, I would land-damn him. Be she honour-flaw' d,-You know me, do you not? Leon. Cease; no more! You smell this business with a sense as cold, As you feel doing thus; and see withal Ant. Ifit be so, We need no grave to bury honesty ; There's not a grain of it, the face to sweeten Leon. What! lack I credit? 1 Lord. I had rather you did lack, than I, my lord, Upon this ground: and more it would content me To have her honour true, than your suspicion; Be blam'd for't how you might. Leon. Why, what need we Commune with you of this? but rather follow Our forceful instigation? Our prerogative Calls not your counsels; but our natural goodness Imparts this: which, if you, (or stupified, Or seeming so in skill,) cannot, or will not, Relish as truth, like us; inform yourselves, We need no more of your advise: the matter, The loss, the gain, the ordering on't, is all Properly ours. Ant. And I wish, my liege, You had only in your silent judgement tried it, Leon. How could that be? Keep. I may not, madam; to the contrary To lock up honesty and honour from Keep. So please you, madam, to put Apart these your attendants, I shall bring Emilia forth. Paul. I pray now, call her!Withdraw yourselves! Keep. And, madam, [Exeunt Attend. Re-enter Keeper, with EMILIA. Dear gentlewoman, how fares our gracious lady? Emil. As well, as one so great, and so forlorn, May hold together: on her frights, and griefs, (Which never tender lady hath borne greater,) She is, something before her time, deliver'd. Paul. A boy? Emil. A daughter; and a goodly babe, Lusty, and like to live: the queen receives Much comfort in't: says, My poor přisoner, I am innocent, as you. Paul. I dare be sworn : These dangerous unsafe lunes o'the king! beshrew them! He must be told on't, and he shall: the office Emil. Most worthy madam, Your honour, and your goodness, is so evident, So meet for this great errand. Please your ladyship Paul. Tell her, Emilia, I'll use that tongue, I have: if wit flow from it, Emil. Now be you blest for it! I'll to the queen. Please you, come something nearer. Paul. You need not fear it, sir: The child was prisoner to the womb, and is, By law and process of great nature, thence Free'd and enfranchis'd: not a party to They should not laugh, if I could reach them; nor Shall she, within my power. Enter PAULINA, with a Child. 1 Lord. You must not enter. Paul. 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, Ant. That's enough. 1 Atten. Madam, he hath not slept to-night, commanded, None should come at him. Paul. Not so hot, good sir! I come to bring him sleep. 'Tis such as you,- Do come with words as med'cinal, as true, Leon. What noise there, ho? Paul. No noise, my lord; but needful conference, About some gossips for your highness. Leon. How? Away with that audacious lady! Antigonus, I charg'd thee, that she should not come about me; I knew, she would. Ant. I told her so, my lord, On your displeasure's peril, and on mine, Leon. What, canst not rule her? Paul. From all dishonesty, he can: in this, Ant. Lo you now! you hear. When she will take the rein, I let her run; Paul. Good my liege, I come, And I beseech you, hear me, who profess Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and other Atten-Than such, as most seem yours:-I say, I come dants. Leon. 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 And level of my brain, plot-proof: but she I can hook to me. Say, that she were gone, Given to the fire, a moiety of my rest Might come to me again.-Who's there? 1 Atten. My lord? Leon. How does the boy? 1 Atten. He took good rest to-night; 'Tis hop'd, his sickness is discharg'd. Leon. To see His nobleness! Conceiving the dishonour of his mother, [Advancing. He straight declin'd, droop'd, took it deeply; The very thought of my revenges that way Laugh at me, make their pastime at my sorrow: From your good queen. Leon. Good queen! Paul. Good queen, my lord, good queen: I say, good |