Take the boy to you; he so troubles me,

2.1.2587'Tis past enduring.

'Tis past enduring. Come, my gracious lord.

2.1.4589Shall I be your playfellow?

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

2.1.12599Or a half-moon made with a pen.

Or a half-moon made with a pen. Who taught this?

I learned it out of women's faces. Pray now,

2.1.14602What color are your eyebrows?

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,

2.1.20610If we would have you.

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,

2.1.24615And tell's a tale.

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.

2.1.26619I have one of sprites and goblins.

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,

2.1.31626Yond crickets shall not hear it.

Come on then, and giv't me in mine ear.

Was he met there? His train? Camillo with

2.1.34629him?

Behind the tuft of pines I met them; never

2.1.36631Saw I men scour so on their way. I eyed them

2.1.37632Even to their ships.

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

2.1.43639Is not infected, but if one present

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.

2.1.51647He has discovered my design, and I

2.1.52648Remain a pinched thing, yea, a very trick

2.1.53649For them to play at will. How came the posterns

2.1.54650So easily open?

So easily open? By his great authority,

2.1.55652Which often hath no less prevailed than so

2.1.56653On your command.

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

2.1.59657Have too much blood in him.

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

2.1.63662Has made thee swell thus.

Has made thee swell thus. But I'd say he had not,

2.1.64664And I'll be sworn you would believe my saying,

2.1.65665Howe'er you lean to th'nayward.

Howe'er you lean to th'nayward. You, my lords,

2.1.66667Look on her, mark her well. Be but about

2.1.67668To say "She is a goodly lady," and

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,

2.1.79680She's an adulteress!

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,

2.1.82684Do but mistake.

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

2.1.94697A bed-swerver, even as bad as those

2.1.95698That vulgars give bold'st titles; ay, and privy

2.1.96699To this their late escape.

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

2.1.101705You did mistake.

You did mistake. No, if I mistake

2.1.102707In those foundations which I build upon,

2.1.103708The center is not big enough to bear

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,

2.1.106711But that he speaks.

But that he speaks. There's some ill planet reigns.

2.1.107713I must be patient till the heavens look

2.1.108714With an aspect more favorable. Good, my lords,

2.1.109715I am not prone to weeping as our sex

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,

2.1.116722The King's will be performed.

The King's will be performed. Shall I be heard?

Who is't that goes with me? Beseech your Highness

2.1.118725My women may be with me, for you see

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

2.1.122729As I come out; this action I now go on

2.1.123730Is for my better grace. [To Leontes] Adieu, my Lord,

2.1.124731I never wished to see you sorry; now

2.1.125732I trust I shall. My women, come, you have leave.

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:

2.1.130737Yourself, your Queen, your son.

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

2.1.134742In this which you accuse her.

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;

2.1.138747For every inch of woman in the world,

2.1.139748Ay, every dram of woman's flesh, is false

2.1.140749If she be.

If she be. Hold your peaces.

If she be. Hold your peaces. Good, my lord --

It is for you we speak, not for ourselves.

2.1.142753You are abused, and by some putter-on

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,

2.1.150761And I had rather glib myself then they

2.1.151762Should not produce fair issue.

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

2.1.155767The instruments that feel.

The instruments that feel. If it be so,

2.1.156769We need no grave to bury honesty.

2.1.157770There's not a grain of it the face to sweeten

2.1.158771Of the whole dungy earth.

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

2.1.162776Be blamed for't how you might.

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,

2.1.170785The loss, the gain, the ordering on't

2.1.171786Is all properly ours.

Is all properly ours. And I wish, my liege,

2.1.172788You had only in your silent judgement tried it,

2.1.173789Without more overture.

Without more overture. How could that be?

2.1.174791Either thou art most ignorant by age,

2.1.175792Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight,

2.1.176793Added to their familiarity --

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.

2.1.181798Yet for a greater confirmation,

2.1.182799For in an act of this importance 'twere

2.1.183800Most piteous to be wild, I have dispatched in post

2.1.184801To sacred Delphos to Apollo's temple,

2.1.185802Cleomines and Dion, whom you know

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

2.1.191808Than what I know, yet shall the oracle

2.1.192809Give rest to th' minds of others, such as he

2.1.193810Whose ignorant credulity will not

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

2.1.199816Will raise us all.

Will raise us all. [Aside] To laughter, as I take it,

2.1.200818If the good truth were known.