Nine changes of the watery star hath been

1.2.251The shepherds' note since we have left our throne

1.2.3 52Without a burden. Time as long again

1.2.453Would be filled up, my brother, with our thanks,

1.2.554And yet we should for perpetuity

1.2.655Go hence in debt. And therefore, like a cipher,

1.2.756Yet standing in rich place I multiply

1.2.857With one "we thank you" many thousands more

1.2.958That go before it.

That go before it. Stay your thanks a while

1.2.1060And pay them when you part.

And pay them when you part. 1.2.11Sir, that's tomorrow.

1.2.1262I am questioned by my fear of what may chance

1.2.1363Or breed upon our absence that may blow

1.2.1464No sneaping winds at home to make us say,

1.2.1565"This is put forth too truly." Besides, I have stayed

1.2.1666To tire your royalty.

To tire your royalty. We are tougher, brother,

1.2.1768Than you can put us to it.

Than you can put us to it. No longer stay.

One seven night longer.

One seven night longer. Very sooth, tomorrow.

We'll part the time between's then, and in that

1.2.2073I'll no gainsaying.

I'll no gainsaying. Press me not, beseech you, so.

1.2.2175There is no tongue that moves, none, none i'th' world

1.2.2276So soon as yours could win me. So it should now

1.2.2377Were there necessity in your request, although

1.2.2478'Twere needful I denied it. My affairs

1.2.2579Do even drag me homeward, which to hinder

1.2.2680Were in your love a whip to me; my stay,

1.2.2781To you a charge and trouble. To save both,

1.2.2882Farewell, our brother.

Farewell, our brother. Tongue-tied, our Queen? Speak you.

I had thought, sir, to have held my peace until

1.2.3085You had drawn oaths from him not to stay. You, sir,

1.2.3186Charge him too coldly. Tell him you are sure

1.2.3287All in Bohemia's well. This satisfaction,

1.2.3388The bygone-day proclaimed, say this to him,

1.2.3489He's beat from his best ward.

He's beat from his best ward. Well said, Hermione.

To tell he longs to see his son were strong.

1.2.3692But let him say so then and let him go,

1.2.3793But let him swear so and he shall not stay.

1.2.3894We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.

1.2.3995Yet of your royal presence I'll adventure

1.2.4096The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia

1.2.4197You take my lord, I'll give him my commission

1.2.4298To let him there a month behind the gest

1.2.4399Prefixed for's parting. Yet, good deed, Leontes,

1.2.44100I love thee not a jar o'th' clock behind

1.2.45101What lady she her lord. You'll stay?

What lady she her lord. You'll stay? No, madam.

Nay, but you will?

Nay, but you will? I may not, verily.

Nay, but you will? I may not, verily. Verily?

1.2.47106You put me off with limber vows. But I,

1.2.48107Though you would seek t'unsphere the stars with oaths,

1.2.49108Should yet say "Sir, no going." Verily

1.2.50109You shall not go; a lady's "Verily" is

1.2.51110As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet?

1.2.52111Force me to keep you as a prisoner,

1.2.53112Not like a guest. So, you shall pay your fees

1.2.54113When you depart and save your thanks. How say you?

1.2.55114My prisoner? Or my guest? By your dread "Verily",

1.2.56115One of them you shall be.

One of them you shall be. Your guest then, madam:

1.2.57117To be your prisoner should import offending,

1.2.58118Which is for me less easy to commit

1.2.59119Than you to punish.

Than you to punish. Not your jailer then,

1.2.60121But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you

1.2.61122Of my lord's tricks and yours when you were boys.

1.2.62123You were pretty lordings then?

You were pretty lordings then? We were, fair Queen.

1.2.63125Two lads that thought there was no more behind

1.2.64126But such a day tomorrow as today,

1.2.65127And to be boy eternal.

And to be boy eternal. Was not my Lord

1.2.66129The verier wag o'th' two?

We were as twinned lambs that did frisk i'th' sun

1.2.68131And bleat the one at th' other. What we changed

1.2.69132Was innocence for innocence. We knew not

1.2.70133The doctrine of ill-doing nor dreamed

1.2.71134That any did. Had we pursued that life

1.2.72135And our weak spirits ne'er been higher reared

1.2.73136With stronger blood, we should have answered heaven

1.2.74137Boldly, "Not guilty"; the imposition cleared,

1.2.75138Hereditary ours.

Hereditary ours. By this we gather

1.2.76140You have tripped since.

You have tripped since. O my most sacred Lady,

1.2.77142Temptations have since then been born to's, for

1.2.78143In those unfledged days was my wife a girl.

1.2.79144Your precious self had then not crossed the eyes

1.2.80145Of my young playfellow.

Of my young playfellow. Grace to boot!

1.2.81147Of this make no conclusion, lest you say

1.2.82148Your queen and I are devils. Yet go on.

1.2.83149Th'offences we have made you do we'll answer,

1.2.84150If you first sinned with us and that with us

1.2.85151You did continue fault, and that you slipped not

1.2.86152With any but with us.

With any but with us. Is he won yet?

He'll stay, my Lord.

He'll stay, my Lord. At my request, he would not.

1.2.88156 Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st

1.2.89157To better purpose.

To better purpose. Never?

To better purpose. Never? Never, but once.

What? Have I twice said well? When was't before?

1.2.91161I prithee tell me; cram's with praise and make's

1.2.92162As fat as tame things. One good deed dying tongueless

1.2.93163Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that.

1.2.94164Our praises are our wages. You may ride's

1.2.95165With one soft kiss a thousand furlongs ere

1.2.96166With spur we heat an acre. But to th' goal:

1.2.97167My last good deed was to entreat his stay.

1.2.98168What was my first? It has an elder sister,

1.2.99169Or I mistake you. Oh, would her name were Grace!

1.2.100170But once before I spoke to th' purpose? When?

1.2.101171Nay, let me have't! I long.

Nay, let me have't! I long. Why, that was when

1.2.102173Three crabbèd months had soured themselves to death

1.2.103174Ere I could make thee open thy white hand:

1.2.104175And clap thyself, my love; then didst thou utter,

1.2.105176"I am yours for ever."

"I am yours for ever." 'Tis Grace indeed.

1.2.106178Why, lo you now, I have spoke to th' purpose twice:

1.2.107179The one forever earned a royal husband,

1.2.108180Th' other for some while a friend.

Th' other for some while a friend. [Aside] Too hot, too hot!

1.2.109182To mingle friendship far is mingling bloods.

1.2.110183I have tremor cordis on me. My heart dances,

1.2.111184But not for joy, not joy. This entertainment

1.2.112185May a free face put on; derive a liberty

1.2.113186From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom,

1.2.114187And well become the agent. It may, I grant.

1.2.115188But to be paddling palms and pinching fingers,

1.2.116189As now they are, and making practised smiles

1.2.117190As in a looking-glass, and then to sigh, as 'twere --,

1.2.118191The mort o'th' deer -- Oh, that is entertainment

1.2.119192My bosom likes not, nor my brows. Mamillius,

1.2.120193Art thou my boy?

Art thou my boy? Ay, my good Lord.

Art thou my boy? Ay, my good Lord. I'fecks!

1.2.121196Why, that's my bawcock. What? Has't smutched thy nose?

1.2.122197They say it is a copy out of mine. Come, captain,

1.2.123198We must be neat, not neat but cleanly, captain.

1.2.124199And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf

1.2.125200Are all called neat -- still virginalling

1.2.126201Upon his palm? -- [To Mamillius] How now, you wanton calf,

1.2.127202Art thou my calf?

Art thou my calf? Yes, if you will, my Lord.

Thou want'st a rough pash and the shoots that I have

1.2.129205To be full like me, yet they say we are

1.2.130206Almost as like as egg -- women say so

1.2.131207That will say anything. But were they false

1.2.132208As oʼer-dyed blacks, as wind, as waters? False

1.2.133209As dice are to be wished by one that fixes

1.2.134210No bourne 'twixt his and mine, yet were it true

1.2.135211To say this boy were like me? Come, Sir Page,

1.2.136212Look on me with your welkin eye, sweet villain,

1.2.137213Most dearest, my collop. Can thy dam? May't be? --

1.2.138214Affection, thy intention stabs the center.

1.2.139215Thou dost make possible things not so held,

1.2.140216Communicat'st with dreams (how can this be?)

1.2.141217With what's unreal thou coactive art

1.2.142218And fellowst nothing. Then 'tis very credent,

1.2.143219Thou mayst co-join with something and thou dost --

1.2.144220And that beyond commission -- and I find it --

1.2.145221And that to the infection of my brains

1.2.146222And hardening of my brows.

And hardening of my brows. What means Sicilia?

He something seems unsettled.

He something seems unsettled. How, my Lord?

What cheer? How is't with you, best brother?

You look as if you held a brow of much distraction.

1.2.150228Are you moved, my Lord?

Are you moved, my Lord? No, in good earnest.

1.2.151230How sometimes nature will betray its folly,

1.2.152231Its tenderness and make itself a pastime

1.2.153232To harder bosoms? Looking on the lines

1.2.154233Of my boy's face methoughts I did recoil

1.2.155234Twenty-three years and saw myself unbreeched

1.2.156235In my green velvet coat, my dagger muzzled

1.2.157236Lest it should bite its master and so prove,

1.2.158237As ornaments oft do, too dangerous.

1.2.159238How like, methought, I then was to this kernel,

1.2.160239This squash, this gentleman -- [To Mamillius] Mine honest friend,

1.2.161240Will you take eggs for money?

Will you take eggs for money? No, my Lord, I'll fight.

You will? Why, happy man be's dole! [To Polixenes] My brother,

1.2.163243Are you so fond of your young prince as we

1.2.164244Do seem to be of ours?

Do seem to be of ours? If at home, sir,

1.2.165246He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter;

1.2.166247Now my sworn friend and then mine enemy;

1.2.167248My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all.

1.2.168249He makes a July's day short as December,

1.2.169250And with his varying childness cures in me

1.2.170251Thoughts that would thick my blood.

Thoughts that would thick my blood. So stands this squire

1.2.171253Officed with me. We two will walk, my Lord,

1.2.172254And leave you to your graver steps. Hermione,

1.2.173255How thou lov'st us show in our brother's welcome.

1.2.174256Let what is dear in Sicily be cheap.

1.2.175257Next to thyself and my young rover, he's

1.2.176258Apparent to my heart.

Apparent to my heart. If you would seek us,

1.2.177260We are yours i'th'garden. Shall's attend you there?

To your own bents dispose you. You'll be found,

1.2.179262Be you beneath the sky. [Aside] I am angling now,

1.2.180263Though you perceive me not how I give line.

1.2.181264Go to, go to!

1.2.182265How she holds up the neb, the bill to him,

1.2.183266And arms her with the boldness of a wife

1.2.184267To her allowing husband.

To her allowing husband. Gone already!

1.2.185268Inch-thick, knee-deep, o'er head and ears a forked one --

1.2.186269[To Mamillius] Go play, boy, play. Thy mother plays, and I

1.2.187270Play too, but so disgraced a part, whose issue

1.2.188271Will hiss me to my grave. Contempt and clamor

1.2.189272Will be my knell -- [To Mamillius] Go play, boy, play -- [Aside] There have been,

1.2.190273Or I am much deceived, cuckolds ere now,

1.2.191274And many a man there is, even at this present,

1.2.192275Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by th' arm,

1.2.193276That little thinks she has been sluiced in's absence,

1.2.194277And his pond fished by his next neighbor, by

1.2.195278Sir Smile, his neighbor. Nay, there's comfort in't

1.2.196279Whiles other men have gates, and those gates opened

1.2.197280As mine against their will. Should all despair

1.2.198281That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind

1.2.199282Would hang themselves. Physic for't there's none!

1.2.200283It is a bawdy planet that will strike

1.2.201284Where 'tis predominant. And 'tis powerful, think it

1.2.202285From east, west, north, and south. Be it concluded,

1.2.203286No barricado for a belly. Know't,

1.2.204287It will let in and out the enemy,

1.2.205288With bag and baggage. Many thousand on's

1.2.206289Have the disease and feel it not. [To Mamillius] How now, boy?

I am like you, they say.

I am like you, they say. Why, that's some comfort.

1.2.208292What? Camillo, there?

What? Camillo, there? [Coming forward] Ay, my good Lord.

Go play, Mamillius, thou'rt an honest man.

1.2.210295Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer.

You had much ado to make his anchor hold.

1.2.212297When you cast out, it still came home.

When you cast out, it still came home. Didst note it?

He would not stay at your petitions, made

1.2.214300His business more material.

His business more material. Didst perceive it?

1.2.215302They're here with me already, whispering, rounding,

1.2.216303"Sicilia is a so-forth." 'Tis far gone,

1.2.217304When I shall gust it last. How cam't, Camillo,

1.2.218305That he did stay?

That he did stay? At the good queen's entreaty.

"At the queen's" be't. "Good" should be pertinent,

1.2.220308But so it is, it is not. Was this taken

1.2.221309By any understanding pate but thine?

1.2.222310For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in

1.2.223311More than the common blocks. Not noted, is't,

1.2.224312But of the finer natures, by some severals

1.2.225313Of headpiece extraordinary? Lower messes

1.2.226314Perchance are to this business purblind? Say.

Business, my lord? I think most understand

1.2.228316Bohemia stays here longer.

Bohemia stays here longer. Ha?

Bohemia stays here longer. Ha? Stays here longer.

Ay, but why?

To satisfy your Highness and the entreaties

1.2.231321Of our most gracious mistress.

Of our most gracious mistress. "Satisfy"?

1.2.232323"Th' entreaties of your mistress"? "Satisfy"?

1.2.233324Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo,

1.2.234325With all the nearest things to my heart, as well

1.2.235326My chamber-counsels, wherein, priest-like, thou

1.2.236327Hast cleansed my bosom. I from thee departed

1.2.237328Thy penitent reformed, but we have been

1.2.238329Deceived in thy integrity, deceived

1.2.239330In that which seems so.

In that which seems so. Be it forbid, my lord!

To bide upon't: thou art not honest, or

1.2.241333If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward,

1.2.242334Which hoxes honesty behind, restraining

1.2.243335From course required, or else thou must be counted

1.2.244336A servant grafted in my serious trust

1.2.245337And therein negligent; or else a fool

1.2.246338That see'st a game played home, the rich stake drawn,

1.2.247339And tak'st it all for jest.

And tak'st it all for jest. My gracious lord,

1.2.248341I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful.

1.2.249342In every one of these, no man is free,

1.2.250343But that his negligence, his folly, fear,

1.2.251344Among the infinite doings of the world,

1.2.252345Sometime puts forth. In your affairs, my Lord,

1.2.253346If ever I were wilful-negligent,

1.2.254347It was my folly; if industriously

1.2.255348I played the fool, it was my negligence,

1.2.256349Not weighing well the end; if ever fearful

1.2.257350To do a thing where I the issue doubted,

1.2.258351Whereof the execution did cry out

1.2.259352Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear

1.2.260353Which oft infects the wisest. These, my lord,

1.2.261354Are such allowed infirmities that honesty

1.2.262355Is never free of. But beseech your grace

1.2.263356Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass

1.2.264357By its own visage. If I then deny it,

1.2.265358'Tis none of mine.

'Tis none of mine. Have not you seen, Camillo --

1.2.266360But that's past doubt; you have or your eye-glass

1.2.267361Is thicker than a cuckold's horn -- or heard --

1.2.268362For to a vision so apparent, rumor

1.2.269363Cannot be mute -- or thought -- for cogitation

1.2.270364Resides not in that man that does not think

1.2.271365My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess,

1.2.272366Or else be impudently negative

1.2.273367To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought, then say

1.2.274368My wife's a hobby-horse, deserves a name

1.2.275369As rank as any flax-wench that puts to

1.2.276370Before her troth-plight. Say't, and justify't.

I would not be a stander-by to hear

1.2.278372My sovereign mistress clouded so without

1.2.279373My present vengeance taken. 'Shrew my heart,

1.2.280374You never spoke what did become you less

1.2.281375Than this, which to reiterate were sin

1.2.282376As deep as that, though true.

As deep as that, though true. Is whispering nothing?

1.2.283378Is leaning cheek to cheek? Is meeting noses?

1.2.284379Kissing with inside lip? Stopping the career

1.2.285380Of laughter with a sigh? A note infallible

1.2.286381Of breaking honesty, horsing foot on foot?

1.2.287382Skulking in corners? Wishing clocks more swift?

1.2.288383Hours, minutes? Noon, midnight? And all eyes

1.2.289384Blind with the pin and web but theirs, theirs only,

1.2.290385That would unseen be wicked? Is this nothing?

1.2.291386Why, then the world and all that's in't is nothing,

1.2.292387The covering sky is nothing, Bohemia nothing,

1.2.293388My wife is nothing, nor nothing have these nothings,

1.2.294389If this be nothing.

If this be nothing. Good my Lord, be cured

1.2.295391Of this diseased opinion, and betimes,

1.2.296392For 'tis most dangerous.

For 'tis most dangerous. Say it be, 'tis true.

No, no, my Lord.

No, no, my Lord. It is! You lie, you lie!

1.2.298396I say thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee,

1.2.299397Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless slave,

1.2.300398Or else a hovering temporizer that

1.2.301399Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil,

1.2.302400Inclining to them both; were my wife's liver

1.2.303401Infected as her life, she would not live

1.2.304402The running of one glass.

The running of one glass. Who does infect her?

Why he that wears her like her medal, hanging

1.2.306405About his neck -- Bohemia who, if I

1.2.307406Had servants true about me that bare eyes

1.2.308407To see alike mine honor as their profits,

1.2.309408Their own particular thrifts, they would do that

1.2.310409Which should undo more doing. Ay, and thou

1.2.311410His cupbearer, whom I from meaner form

1.2.312411Have benched and reared to worship, who mayst see

1.2.313412Plainly as heaven sees earth and earth sees heaven,

1.2.314413How I am galled, mightst bespice a cup

1.2.315414To give mine enemy a lasting wink,

1.2.316415Which draught to me were cordial.

Which draught to me were cordial. Sir, my lord,

1.2.317417I could do this, and that with no rash potion,

1.2.318418But with a lingering dram that should not work

1.2.319419Maliciously like poison, but I cannot

1.2.320420Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress,

1.2.321421So sovereignly being honorable.

1.2.322422I have loved thee--

I have loved thee-- Make that thy question and go rot!

1.2.323424Dost think I am so muddy, so unsettled,

1.2.324425To appoint myself in this vexation?

1.2.325426Sully the purity and whitenesse of my sheets --

1.2.326427Which to preserve is sleep; which being spotted

1.2.327428Is goads, thorns, nettles; tails of wasps --

1.2.328429Give scandal to the blood o'th' prince, my son,

1.2.329430Who I do think is mine and love as mine,

1.2.330431Without ripe moving to't? Would I do this?

1.2.331432Could man so blench?

Could man so blench? I must believe you, sir,

1.2.332434I do and will fetch off Bohemia for't,

1.2.333435Provided that when he's removed your Highness

1.2.334436Will take again your Queen as yours at first,

1.2.335437Even for your son's sake, and thereby for sealing

1.2.336438The injury of tongues in courts and kingdoms

1.2.337439Known and allied to yours.

Known and allied to yours. Thou dost advise me,

1.2.338441Even so as I mine own course have set down;

1.2.339442I'll give no blemish to her honor, none.

I'll give no blemish to her honor, none. My Lord,

1.2.340444Go then, and with a countenance as clear

1.2.341445As friendship wears at feasts, keep with Bohemia

1.2.342446And with your Queen. I am his cupbearer

1.2.343447If from me he have wholesome beverage.

1.2.344448Account me not your servant.

Account me not your servant. This is all.

1.2.345450Do't, and thou hast the one half of my heart;

1.2.346451Do't not, thou splitt'st thine own.

Do't not, thou splitt'st thine own. I'll do't, my Lord.

I will seem friendly, as thou hast advised me.

O miserable lady! But for me,

1.2.349455What case stand I in? I must be the poisoner

1.2.350456Of good Polixenes, and my ground to do't

1.2.351457Is the obedience to a master, one,

1.2.352458Who in rebellion with himself, will have

1.2.353459All that are his so too. To do this deed,

1.2.354460Promotion follows. If I could find example

1.2.355461Of thousands that had struck anointed kings

1.2.356462And flourished after, I'd not do't. But since

1.2.357463Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment bears not one,

1.2.358464Let villany itself forswear't. I must

1.2.359465Forsake the court: to do't or no is certain

1.2.360466To me a breakneck. Happy star reign now!

1.2.361467Here comes Bohemia.

Here comes Bohemia. [Aside] This is strange. Methinks

1.2.362469My favor here begins to warp. Not speak?

1.2.363470[To Camillo] Good day, Camillo.

[To Camillo] Good day, Camillo. Hail, most royal sir.

What is the news i'th'court?

What is the news i'th'court? None rare, my Lord.

The King hath on him such a countenance,

1.2.366475As he had lost some province, and a region

1.2.367476Loved as he loves himself; even now I met him

1.2.368477With customary compliment, when he,

1.2.369478Wafting his eyes to th'contrary and falling

1.2.370479A lip of much contempt, speeds from me and

1.2.371480So leaves me to consider what is breeding

1.2.372481That changes thus his manners.

I dare not know, my Lord.

How, dare not? Do not? Do you know, and dare not?

1.2.375484Be intelligent to me, 'tis thereabouts;

1.2.376485For to yourself what you do know you must

1.2.377486And cannot say you dare not. Good Camillo,

1.2.378487Your changed complexions are to me a mirror

1.2.379488Which shows me mine changed too, for I must be

1.2.380489A party in this alteration, finding

1.2.381490Myself thus altered with't.

Myself thus altered with't. There is a sickness

1.2.382492Which puts some of us in distemper, but

1.2.383493I cannot name the disease, and it is caught

1.2.384494Of you that yet are well.

Of you that yet are well. How caught of me?

1.2.385496Make me not sighted like the basilisk.

1.2.386497I have looked on thousands who have sped the better

1.2.387498By my regard, but killed none so. Camillo --

1.2.388499As you are certainly a gentleman, thereto

1.2.389500Clerk-like experienced, which no less adorns

1.2.390501Our gentry than our parents' noble names,

1.2.391502In whose success we are gentle -- I beseech you,

1.2.392503If you know ought which does behoove my knowledge

1.2.393504Thereof to be informed, imprisoned not

1.2.394505In ignorant concealment.

In ignorant concealment. I may not answer.

A sickness caught of me, and yet I well?

1.2.396508I must be answered. Dost thou hear, Camillo?

1.2.397509I conjure thee, by all the parts of man

1.2.398510Which honor does acknowledge, whereof the least

1.2.399511Is not this suit of mine, that thou declare

1.2.400512What incidency thou dost guess of harm

1.2.401513Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near,

1.2.402514Which way to be prevented, if to be.

1.2.404515If not, how best to bear it.

If not, how best to bear it. Sir, I will tell you,

1.2.405517Since I am charged in honor, and by him

1.2.406518That I think honorable; therefore mark my counsel,

1.2.407519Which must be even as swiftly followed as

1.2.408520I mean to utter it, or both yourself and me,

1.2.409521Cry lost, and so good night!

Cry lost, and so good night! On, good Camillo.

I am appointed him to murder you.

By whom, Camillo?

By whom, Camillo? By the King!

For what?

For what? He thinks, nay with all confidence he swears

1.2.413528As he had seen't, or been an instrument

1.2.414529To vice you to't, that you have touched his Queen

1.2.415530Forbiddenly.

Forbiddenly. Oh then, my best blood turn

1.2.416532To an infected jelly and my name

1.2.417533Be yoked with his that did betray the best!

1.2.418534Turn then my freshest reputation to

1.2.419535A savor that may strike the dullest nostril

1.2.420536Where I arrive and my approach be shunned,

1.2.421537Nay, hated too, worse then the greatest infection

1.2.422538That ere was heard or read.

That ere was heard or read. Swear his thought over

1.2.423540By each particular star in heaven and

1.2.424541By all their influences; you may as well

1.2.425542Forbid the sea for to obey the moon

1.2.426543As or by oath remove or counsel shake

1.2.427544The fabric of his folly, whose foundation

1.2.428545Is piled upon his faith and will continue

1.2.429546The standing of his body.

The standing of his body. How should this grow?

I know not, but I am sure 'tis safer to

1.2.431549Avoid what's grown than question how 'tis born.

1.2.432550If therefore you dare trust my honesty

1.2.433551That lies enclosèd in this trunk, which you

1.2.434552Shall bear along impawned, away tonight!

1.2.435553Your followers I will whisper to the business,

1.2.436554And will by twos and threes at several posterns

1.2.437555Clear them o'th'city. For myself, I'll put

1.2.438556My fortunes to your service, which are here

1.2.439557By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain,

1.2.440558For, by the honor of my parents, I

1.2.441559Have uttered truth, which, if you seek to prove,

1.2.442560I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer,

1.2.443561Than one condemned by the king's own mouth

1.2.444562Thereon his execution sworn.

Thereon his execution sworn. I do believe thee;

1.2.445564I saw his heart in's face. Give me thy hand,

1.2.446565Be pilot to me, and thy places shall

1.2.447566Still neighbor mine. My ships are ready, and

1.2.448567My people did expect my hence departure

1.2.449568Two days ago. This jealousy

1.2.450569Is for a precious creature; as she's rare,

1.2.451570Must it be great; and, as his person's mighty,

1.2.452571Must it be violent; and, as he does conceive

1.2.453572He is dishonored by a man which ever

1.2.454573Professed to him, why, his revenges must

1.2.455574In that be made more bitter. Fear o'ershades me!

1.2.456575Good expedition be my friend, and comfort

1.2.457576The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing

1.2.458577Of his ill-ta'en suspicion. Come, Camillo,

1.2.459578I will respect thee as a father if

1.2.460579Thou bear'st my life off, hence. Let us avoid.

It is in mine authority to command

1.2.462581The keys of all the posterns; please your highness

1.2.463582To take the urgent hour. Come, sir, away.