2.1.0.1584Enter Hermione, Mamillius, Ladies. Leontes, 585Antigonus, Lords [stand aside]. Take the boy to you; he so troubles me,
'Tis past enduring. Come, my gracious lord.
Shall I be your playfellow? No, I'll none of you.
Why, my sweet lord?
[To 1 Lady] You'll kiss me hard and speak to me as if
2.1.7593I were a baby still.
[To 2 Lady] I love you better.
And why so, my lord?
And why so, my lord? Not for because
2.1.9596Your brows are blacker, yet black brows they say
2.1.10597Become some women best, so that there be not
2.1.11598Too much hair there, but in a semi-circle
Or a half-moon made with a pen. Who taught this?
I learned it out of women's faces. Pray now,
What color are your eyebrows? Blue, my lord.
Nay, that's a mock! I have seen a lady's nose
2.1.16605That has been blue, but not her eyebrows.
That has been blue, but not her eyebrows. Hark ye,
2.1.17607The Queen your mother rounds apace. We shall
2.1.18608Present our services to a fine new prince
2.1.19609One of these days, and then you'd wanton with us,
If we would have you. She is spread of late
2.1.21612Into a goodly bulk -- good time encounter her!
What wisdom stirs amongst you? Come, sir, now
2.1.23614I am for you again. Pray you sit by us,
And tell's a tale. Merry or sad shall't be?
As merry as you will.
As merry as you will. A sad tale's best for winter.
I have one of sprites and goblins. Let's have that, good sir.
2.1.27621Come on, sit down, come on, and do your best,
2.1.28622To fright me with your sprites; you're powerful at it.
There was a man --
There was a man -- Nay, come sit down.
2.1.29.1[Gestures Mamillius to sit] Then on.
-- Dwelt by a churchyard. I will tell it softly,
Come on then, and giv't me in mine ear.
2.1.32.1[Leontes, Antigonus, and Lords come forward]. Was he met there? His train? Camillo with
Behind the tuft of pines I met them; never
2.1.36631Saw I men scour so on their way. I eyed them
Even to their ships. How blest am I
2.1.38634In my just censure, in my true opinion!
2.1.39635Alack, for lesser knowledge! How accursed
2.1.40636In being so blest! There may be in the cup
2.1.41637A spider steeped and one may drink, depart,
2.1.42638And yet partake no venom, for his knowledge
2.1.44640Th' abhorred ingredient to his eye make known
2.1.45641How he hath drunk, he cracks his gorge, his sides
2.1.46642With violent hefts. I have drunk and seen the spider.
2.1.47643Camillo was his help in this, his pander.
2.1.48644There is a plot against my life, my crown.
2.1.49645All's true that is mistrusted. That false villain
2.1.50646Whom I employed was pre-employed by him.
2.1.52648Remain a pinched thing, yea, a very trick
2.1.53649For them to play at will. How came the posterns
So easily open? By his great authority,
2.1.55652Which often hath no less prevailed than so
On your command. I know't too well.
2.1.57655[To Hermione] Give me the boy. I am glad you did not nurse him
2.1.58656Though he does bear some signs of me, yet you
Have too much blood in him. What is this? Sport?
[To the Ladies] Bear the boy hence. He shall not come about her!
2.1.61660Away with him,
[To Hermione] and let her sport herself
2.1.62661With that she's big with, for 'tis Polixenes
Has made thee swell thus. But I'd say he had not,
2.1.64664And I'll be sworn you would believe my saying,
Howe'er you lean to th'nayward. You, my lords,
2.1.66667Look on her, mark her well. Be but about
2.1.68669The justice of your hearts will thereto add
2.1.69670"'Tis pity she's not honest" honorable.
2.1.70671Praise her but for this her without-door-form,
2.1.71672Which on my faith deserves high speech, and straight
2.1.72673The shrug, the "Hum," or "ha," these petty-brands
2.1.73674That calumny doth use. Oh, I am out,
2.1.74675That mercy does, for calumny will sear
2.1.75676Virtue itself. These shrugs, these "hum's", and "ha's",
2.1.76677When you have said she's goodly, come between
2.1.77678Ere you can say she's honest. But be't known
2.1.78679From him that has most cause to grieve it should be,
She's an adulteress! Should a villain say so,
2.1.80682The most replenished villain in the world,
2.1.81683He were as much more villain. You, my lord,
Do but mistake. You have mistook, my lady,
2.1.83686Polixenes for Leontes. O thou thing,
2.1.84687Which I'll not call a creature of thy place,
2.1.85688Lest barbarism, making me the precedent,
2.1.86689Should a like language use to all degrees
2.1.87690And mannerly distinguishment leave out
2.1.88691Betwixt the prince and beggar. I have said
2.1.89692She's an adulteress; I have said with whom.
2.1.90693More, she's a traitor, and Camillo is
2.1.91694A federary with her and one that knows
2.1.92695What she should shame to know herself,
2.1.93696But with her most vile principal: that she's
2.1.95698That vulgars give bold'st titles; ay, and privy
To this their late escape. No, by my life,
2.1.97701Privy to none of this! How will this grieve you
2.1.98702When you shall come to clearer knowledge that
2.1.99703You thus have published me? Gentle, my Lord,
2.1.100704You scarce can right me throughly than to say
You did mistake. No, if I mistake
2.1.102707In those foundations which I build upon,
2.1.104709A school-boy's top.
[To the Lords] Away with her to prison!
2.1.105710He who shall speak for her is a far-off guilty,
But that he speaks. There's some ill planet reigns.
2.1.108714With an aspect more favorable. Good, my lords,
2.1.110716Commonly are, the want of which vain dew
2.1.111717Perchance shall dry your pities, but I have
2.1.112718That honorable grief lodged here which burns
2.1.113719Worse than tears drown. Beseech you all, my lords,
2.1.114720With thoughts so qualified as your charities
2.1.115721Shall best instruct you measure me; and so,
[The guards delay removing Hermione.]
The King's will be performed. Shall I be heard?
Who is't that goes with me? Beseech your Highness
2.1.119726My plight requires it.
[To the women] Do not weep, good fools,
2.1.120727There is no cause. When you shall know your mistress
2.1.121728Has deserved prison, then abound in tears
2.1.123730Is for my better grace.
[To Leontes] Adieu, my Lord,
2.1.125732I trust I shall. My women, come, you have leave.
2.1.125.1[Exit Hermione under guard, with her women.] Go, do our bidding. Hence!
Beseech your Highness, call the Queen again.
Be certain what you do, sir, lest your justice
2.1.129736Prove violence, in the which three great ones suffer:
Yourself, your Queen, your son. For her, my Lord,
2.1.131739I dare my life lay down, and will do't, sir,
2.1.132740Please you t' accept it, that the Queen is spotless
2.1.133741I'th' eyes of heaven, and to you -- I mean
In this which you accuse her. If it prove
2.1.135744She's otherwise, I'll keep my stables where
2.1.136745I lodge my wife; I'll go in couples with her.
2.1.137746Than when I feel and see her, no farther trust her;
2.1.139748Ay, every dram of woman's flesh, is false
If she be. Hold your peaces.
If she be. Hold your peaces. Good, my lord --
It is for you we speak, not for ourselves.
2.1.143754That will be damned for't. Would I knew the villain,
2.1.144755I would land-damn him; be she honor-flawed,
2.1.145756I have three daughters: the eldest is eleven;
2.1.146757The second and the third nine and some five.
2.1.147758If this prove true, they'll pay for't. By mine honor,
2.1.148759I'll geld 'em all; fourteen they shall not see
2.1.149760To bring false generations. They are co-heirs,
Should not produce fair issue. Cease, no more!
2.1.152764You smell this business with a sense as cold
2.1.153765As is a dead man's nose; but I do see't and feel't,
2.1.154766As you feel doing thus
[Grabbing Antigonus's beard] and see withal
The instruments that feel. If it be so,
2.1.157770There's not a grain of it the face to sweeten
Of the whole dungy earth. What? Lack I credit?
I had rather you did lack than I, my Lord,
2.1.160774Upon this ground, and more it would content me
2.1.161775To have her honor true than your suspicion
Be blamed for't how you might. Why, what need we
2.1.163778Commune with you of this, but rather follow
2.1.164779Our forceful instigation? Our prerogative
2.1.165780Calls not your counsels, but our natural goodness
2.1.166781Imparts this, which, if you, or stupified
2.1.167782Or seeming so in skill, cannot or will not
2.1.168783Relish a truth like us, inform yourselves
2.1.169784We need no more of your advice; the matter,
Is all properly ours. And I wish, my liege,
2.1.172788You had only in your silent judgement tried it,
Without more overture. How could that be?
2.1.175792Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight,
2.1.177794Which was as gross as ever touched conjecture,
2.1.178795That lacked sight only, naught for approbation
2.1.179796But only seeing, all other circumstances
2.1.180797Made up to'th deed -- doth push-on this proceeding.
2.1.183800Most piteous to be wild, I have dispatched in post
2.1.186803Of stuffed-sufficiency; now, from the oracle
2.1.187804They will bring all whose spiritual counsel had
2.1.188805Shall stop or spur me. Have I done well?
Well done, my Lord.
Though I am satisfied and need no more
2.1.192809Give rest to th' minds of others, such as he
2.1.194811Come up to th' truth. So have we thought it good
2.1.195812From our free person she should be confined,
2.1.196813Lest that the treachery of the two fled hence
2.1.197814Be left her to perform. Come, follow us.
2.1.198815We are to speak in public; for this business
Will raise us all. [Aside] To laughter, as I take it,
Exeunt.