Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps? Cam. I must believe you, Sir; I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for't: The injury of tongues, in courts and kingdoms Leon. Thou dost advise me, Even so as 1 mine own course have set down: Go then and with a countenance as clear hemia, And with your queen: I am his cnpbearer ; If from me he have wholesome beverage, Account me not your servant. Leon. This is all : Do't, and thou bast one half of my heart; Do't not, thou split'st thine own. Cam. I'll do't, my lord. Bo Leon. I will seem friendly, as thou hast advis'd me. [Exit. Cam. O miserable lady !-But, for me, Let villany itself forswear't. I must Cam. There is a sickness Which puts some of us in distemper; but Pol. 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,- If you know aught which does behove my know. ledge Thereof to be inform'd, imprison it not Cam. I may not answer. Pol. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well! I must be answer'd.-Dost thou hear, Camillo, least Pol. Oh! then my best blood turn A savour, that may strike the dullest nostril Cam. Swear his thought over Pol. How should this grow? Cam. I know not: but, I am sure, 'tis safer to Avoid what's grown, thau question how 'tis born. If therefore you dare trust my honesty,- Clear them o'the city: For myself, I'll put Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth,| thereon His execution sworn. Pol. I do relieve thee: I saw his heart in his face. Give me thy hand; Still neighbour mine; My ships are ready, and Is for a precious creature as she's rare, Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and LADIES. 'Tis past enduring. 1 Lady. Come, my gracious lord, Shall I be your playfellow ? Mam. No, I'll none of you. 1 Lady. Why, my sweet lord? Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Loads, and others. Leon. Was he met there? his train? Camila with him? 1 Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them; never Saw I men scour so on their way: I ey'd them Leon. How bless'd am I In my just censure! in my true opinion!- The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make kuwa With violent hefts: -I have drank, and s Camillo was his help in this, his pander:- 1 Lord. By his great authority; Which often hath no less prevail'd than so, On your command, Leon. I know't too well. Give me the boy; I am glad you did not re him : Though he does bear some signs of me, yet you Her. What is this? sport? Leon. Bear the boy hence, he shall not come Away with him :-and let her sport berself Mam. You'll kiss me hard; and speak to me Has made thee swell thus. as if I were a baby still.-I love you better. Your brows are blacker; yet black brows, they say, Become some women best; so that there be not 2 Lady. Who taught you this? Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces.- What colour are your eye-brows? 1 Lady. Blue, my lord. Her. But I'd say, he had not, And, I'll be sworn, you would believe my saying, Leon. You, my lords- straight The shrug, the hum, or ha; these pretty brands, Mum. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a Virtue itself: these shrugs, these bas, mi Into a goodly bulk: Good time encounter her! I am for you again: Pray you, sit by us, 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 goblius. Come on, sit down :-Come on, and do your best at it. Mam. There was a man,- Her. Nay, come, sit down; then on. You crickets shall not hear it. ller. Come on then, And give't me in mine ear. ha's, When you have said she's goodly, come between, ller. Should a villain say so, Leon. You have mistook, my lady, • Ob! that my knowledge were less. time. That vulgars give bold titles; ay, and privy Her. No, by my life, 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 : Her. There's some ill planet reigns: 1 must be patient, till the heavens look Ant. If it be so, We need no grave to bury honesty ; Leon. What! lack 1 credit? 1 Lord. I had rather you did lack, than I my lord, [me Upon this ground and more it would content 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 ness Imparts this which,-if you (or stupified, Relish as truth, like us; inform yourselves, With an aspect more favourable.-Good my lords, Or seeming so in skill,) cannot, or will not, With thoughts so qualified as your charities My women may be with me; for, you see, mistress Has deserv'd prison, then abound in tears, I never wish'd to see you sorry; now, Ant. And I wish, my liege, You had only in your silent judgment tried it, Leon. How could that be! Either thou art most ignorant by age, Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight, (Which was as gross as ever touch'd conjecture, Yet, for a greater confirmation, (For, in an act of this importance, 'twere I trust, I shall.—--My women, come; you have To sacred Delphos, to Apollo's temple, Leon. Go, do our bidding; hence. Ant. Be certain what you do, Sir; lest your Prove violence; in the which three great ones Yourself, your queen, your son. 1 Lord. For her, my lord, I dare my life lay down, and will do't, Sir, Jess I'the eyes of heaven, and to you; I mean, Ant. If it prove She's otherwise, I'll keep my stables where Leon. Hold your peaces. 1 Lord. Good my lord, Ant. It is for you we speak, not for ourselves: I would land-damn him: Be she honour-flaw'd,- Cleomenes and Dion, whom you know Leon. Though I am satisfied, and need no more Than what I know, yet shall the oracle Come up to the truth: So have we thought it From our free person she should be confin'd; Ant. [Aside.] To laughter, as I take it, Enter PAULINA and Attendants. No court in Europe is too good for thee, Re-enter Attendant, with the KEEPER. Keep. For a worthy lady, Conduct me to the queen. Keep. I may not, madam; to the contrary I have express commandment. Paul. Here's ado, To lock up bonesty and honour from The access of gentle visitors !→→→Is it lawful, 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, Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the biant 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 [Exeunt Attend. Might come to me again.Who's there? [Advancing, I must be present at your conference. Paul. Well, be it so, pr'ythee. 1 Atten. My lord ? Leon. How does the boy? 1 Attend. He took good rest to-night; (Erit Here's such ado to make no stain a stain, As passes colouring. 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 prisoner, I am innocent as you. Paul. I dare be sworn. These dangerous unsafe lunes o'the king! shrew them! be He must be told on't, and he shall: the office Emil. Most worthy madam, Your honour, and your goodness, is so evident, That your free undertaking cannot miss A thriving issue; there is no lady living, So meet for this great errand; Please your lady. ship To visit the next room, I'll presently Paul. Tell her, Emilia, I'll use that tongue I have: if wit flow from it, As boldness from my bosom, let it not be doubt. I shall do good. Emil. Now be you bless'd for it! [ed I'll to the queen: Please you, come something I know not what I shall incur, to pass it, Paul. You need not fear it, Sir: The child was prisoner to the womb; and is, Freed and enfranchis'd: not a party to Paul. Do not you fear: upon Mine honour, I will stand 'twixt you and danger. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-The same.-A Room in the Palace. Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, LORDS, and other ATTENDANTS. Leon. Nor night, nor day, no rest: It is but Conceiving the dishonour of his mother, 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 yo0,- Do come with words as med'cinal as true: Leon. What noise there, ho? Paul. No noise, my lord; but weedful About some gossips for your highness. Away with that audacious lady: Antigenus, Ant. I told her so, my lord, Leon. What, canst not rule her! Paul. From all dishonesty, he can: in this, (Unless he take the course that you have done, Commit me, for committing hoŭour,) trust it, He shall not rule me. Ant. Lo you now; you hear! When she will take the rein, I let her ren; Paul. Good my liege, I come,--- Leon. Good queen! Paul. Good queen, my lord, good queen: 1 say, good queen ; And would by combat make her good, so were I A man, the worst about you. Leon. Force her bence. Paul. Let him, that makes but trifles of hu eyes, • Freuzies. Look to your babe, my lord; 'tis your's: Jove send ber A better guiding spirit -What need these hands You, that are thus so tender o'er bis follies, My child? away with't!-even thou, that hast straight: Paul. So, I would, you did; then, 'twere past Within this hour bring me word 'tis done, all doubt, You'd call your children your's. Leon. A nest of traitors! Ant. I am none, by this good light. But one, that's here; and that's himself: for be (For, as the case now stands, it is a curse Leon. A callat, || Of boundless tongue; who late hath beat her busband, And now baits me !-This brat is none of mine; Hence with it; and, together with the dam, So like to him that got it, if thou hast The ordering of the mind too, prongst all colours No yellowin't; lest she suspect, as he does, Her children not her husband's ! Leon. A gross bag! And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd, Ant. Hang all the busbands, That cannot do that feat, you'll leave yourself Hardly one subject. Leon. Once more, take her hence, Paul. A most unworthy and unuatural lord Can do no more. Leou. I'll have thee burn'd. Paul. I care not: It is a heretic that makes the fire, Not she, which burns in't. I'll not call you tyrant ; (And by good testimony,) or I'll seize thy life, With what thou else call'st thine: If thou re purpose; Which, being so horrible, so bloody, must Leon. I am a feather for each wind that blows: Shall I live on, to see this bastard kneel And call me father? Better burn it now, Than curse it then. But, be it; let it live: It shall not neither. You, Sir, come hither; [To ANTIGONUS. you You that have been so tenderly officious Ant. Any thing, my lord, And nobleness impose: at least, thus much; Thou wilt perform my bidding. Ant. I will, my lord. |