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Will be my knell. Go play, boy, play. There | Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd
have been,
In that which seems so.
Be it forbid, my lord!
Leon. To bide upon 't, thou art not honest; or,
If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward,
Which hoxes honesty behind, restraining
From course requir'd; or else thou must be

Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now;
And many a man there is, even at this present,
Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm,
That little thinks she has been sluic'd in's

And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort in 't,

Whiles other men have gates, and those gates open'd,

As mine, against their will. Should all despair That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Would hang themselves. Physic for't there is



It is a bawdy planet, that will strike Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it,

From east, west, north, and south be it concluded,

No barricado for a belly: know 't;
It will let in and out the enemy
With bag and baggage. Many a thousand on's
Have the disease, and feel't not. How now, boy!
Mam. I am like you, they say.
Why, that's some comfort.
What! Camillo there?
Cam. Ay, my good lord.
Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou 'rt an honest
Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer.
Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor



When you cast out, it still came home.

Didst note it? Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; made His business more material.


Didst perceive it? Aside. They're here with me already, whispering, rounding

'Sicilia is a so-forth.' 'Tis far gone,
When I shall gust it last. How came 't, Camillo,
That he did stay?

At the good queen's entreaty. 220 Leon. At the queen's, be 't: 'good' should be pertinent;

But so it is, it is not. Was this taken
By any understanding pate but thine?
For thy conceit is soaking; will draw in
More than the common blocks: not noted, is 't,
But of the finer natures? by some severals
Of head-piece extraordinary? lower messes
Perchance are to this business purblind; say.
Cam. Business, my lord! I think most under-

Bohemia stays here longer.




Stays here longer.

Leon. Ay, but why?


Cam. To satisfy your highness and the entreaties

Of our most gracious mistress.

Leon. Satisfy! The entreaties of your mistress! satisfy! Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo, With all the nearest things to my heart, as well My chamber councils, wherein priest-like, thou Hast cleans'd my bosom: I from thee departed Thy penitent reform'd; but we have been


A servant grafted in my serious trust,
And therein negligent; or else a fool
That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake

And tak'st it all for jest.
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,
Among the infinite doings of the world,
Sometime puts forth. In your affairs, my lord,
If ever I were wilful-negligent,
It was my folly; if industriously
I play'd the fool, it was my negligence,
Not weighing well the end; if ever fearful
To do a thing, where I the issue doubted,
Whereof the execution did cry out
Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear
Which oft infects the wisest: these, my lord,
Are such allow'd infirmities that honesty
Is never free of: but, beseech your grace,
Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass
By its own visage; if I then deny it,
"Tis none of mine.


Ha' not you seen, Camillo,-
But that's past doubt; you have, or your eye-glass
Is thicker than a cuckold's horn,-or heard,-
For to a vision so apparent rumour
Cannot be mute,- -or thought,-for cogitation
Resides not in that man that does not think,-
My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess,
Or else be impudently negative,

To have nor eyes nor ears nor thought, then say
My wife's a hobby-horse, deserves a name
As rank as any flax-wench that puts to
Before her troth-plight: say 't and justify't.

Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear
My sovereign mistress clouded so, without
My present vengeance taken: 'shrew my heart,
You never spoke what did become you less
Than this; which to reiterate were sin
As deep as that, though true.

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Leon. Is whispering nothing! Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses? Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career Of laughter with a sigh? a note infallible Of breaking honesty; horsing foot on foot? Skulking in corners? wishing clocks more swift! Hours, minutes? noon, midnight? and all eyes 90 Blind with the pin and web but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked? is this nothing! Why, then the world and all that is in 't is nothing;

The covering sky is nothing; Bohemia nothing; My wife is nothing; nor nothing have these nothings,

If this be nothing.


Good my lord, be cur'd Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes; For 'tis most dangerous.


Say it be; 'tis true.

Cam. No, no, my lord.

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And flourish'd after, I'd not do 't; but since 353
Nor brass nor stone nor parchment bears not one,
Let villany itself forswear 't. I must
Forsake the court to do 't, or no, is certain
To me a break-neck. Happy star reign now!
Here comes Bohemia.



This is strange: methinks My favour here begins to warp. Not speak? Good day, Camillo.



Hail, most royal sir! Pol. What is the news i' the court? Cam. None rare, my lord. Pol. The king hath on him such a countenance As he had lost some province and a region Lov'd as he loves himself: even now I met him With customary compliment, when he, Wafting his eyes to the contrary, and falling A lip of much contempt, speeds from me and So leaves me to consider what is breeding That changes thus his manners.

Cam. I dare not know, my lord.

Pol. How! dare not! do not! Do you know, and dare not

Be intelligent to me? "Tis thereabouts;
For, to yourself, what you do know, you must, 29
And cannot say you dare not. Good Camillo,
Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror
Which shows me mine chang'd too; for I must be
A party in this alteration, finding
Myself thus alter'd with 't.

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No, I'll none of you, Pol.

For what? First Lady. Why, my sweet lord ! Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he Mam. You 'll kiss me hard and speak to me as if swears,

I were a baby still. I love you better. As he had seen 't or been an instrument

Second Lady. And why so, my lord ? To vice you to 't, that you have touch'd his queen Mam.

Not for because Forbiddenly.

Your brows are blacker ; yet black brows, they Pol. 0! then my best blood turn

say, To an infected jelly, and my name

Become some women best, so that there be not Be yok'd with his that did betray the Best ; Too much hair there, but in a semicircle, Turn then my freshest reputation to 420 Or a half-moon made with a pen. A savour that may strike the dullest nostril

Second Lady

Who taught you this?
Where I arrive ; and my approach be shunn'd, Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces. Pray
Nay, hated too, worse than the great'st infection now,
That e'er was heard or read !

What colour are your eyebrows ?
Swear his thought over First Lady.

Blue, my lord. By each particular star in heaven and

Mam. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a By all their influences, you may as well

lady's nose Forbid the sea for to obey the moon

That has been blue, but not her eyebrows. As or by oath remove or counsel shake

Second Lady. The fabric of his folly, whose foundation The queen your mother rounds apace: we shall Is pil'd upon his faith, and will continue 430 Present our services to a fine new prince The standing of his body.

One of these days; and then you 'd wanton Pol.

How should this grow?
Cam. I know not : but I am sure 'tis safer to If we would have you.
Avoid what 's grown than question how 'tis born. First Lady.

She is spread of late If therefore you dare trust my honesty,

Into a goodly bulk : good time encounter her! 29 That lies enclosed in this trunk, which you Her. What wisdom stirs amongst you! Come, Shall bear along impawn'd, away to-night !

sir ; now
Your followers I will whisper to the business, I am for you again : pray you, sit by us,
And will by twos and threes at several posterns And tell's a tale.
Clear them o' the city. For myself, I'll put Mam.

Merry or sad shall 't be ?
My fortunes to your service, which are here 440 Her. As merry as you will.
By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain ;


A sad tale's best for winter, For, by the honour of my parents, I

I have one of sprites and goblins. Have utter'd truth, which if you seek to prove, Her.

Let's have that, good sir. I dare not stand by ; nor shall you be safer Come on, sit down : come on, and do your best Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, To fright me with your sprites; you're powerful thereon

at it. His execution sworn.

Mam. There was a man, -
I do believe thee :


Nay, come, sit down ; then on. I saw his heart in 's face. Give me thy hand: Mam. Dwelt by a churchyard. I will tell it Be pilot to me and thy places shall

softly; Still neighbour mine. My ships are ready and Yond crickets shall not hear it. My people did expect my hence departure


Come on then, 37
Two days ago
This jealousy

And give't me in mine car.
Is for a precious creature : as she's rare
Must it be great, and as his person's mighty

Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and Others Must it be violent, and as he does conceive

Leon. Was he met there? his train! Camillo He is dishonour'd by a man which ever

with him? Profess'd to him, why, his revenges must

First Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met Inthat be made more bitter. Fear o'ershades me: them : never Good expedition be my friend, and comfort Saw I men scour so on their way: I ered them Thegracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing Even to their ships. Of his ill-ta'en suspicion! Come, Camillo : Leon.

How blest am I I will respect thee as a father if

In my just censure, in my true opinion ! Thou bear'st my life off hence : let us avoid. Alack ! for lesser knowledge, how accurs'd

Cam. It is in mine authority to command In being so blest! There may be in the cup The keys of all the posterns: please your highness A spider steep'd, and one may drink, depart, To take the urgent hour. Come, sir : away! And yet partake no venom, for his knowledge 43

Exeunt. Is not infected ; but if one present

The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known ACT II.

How he hath drunk, he cracks his gorge, his sides, SCENE I - Sicilia. A Room in the Palace.

With violent hefts. I have drunk, and seen the

spider. Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and Ladies.

Camillo was his help in this, bis pandar : Her. Take the boy to you: he so troubles me, There is a plot against my life, my crown ; 'Tis past enduring.

All's true that is mistrusted : that false villain First Lady. Come, my gracious lord, Whom I employ'd was pre-employ'd by him: Shall I be your playfellow ?

He has discover'd my design, and I



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Her. Should a villain say so, The most replenish'd villain in the world, He were as much more villain: you, my lord, Do but mistake. Leon. You have mistook, my lady, Polixenes for Leontes. O thou thing! Which I'll not call a creature of thy place, Lest barbarism, making me the precedent, Should a like language use to all degrees, And mannerly distinguishment leave out Betwixt the prince and beggar: I have said She's an adulteress; I have said with whom : More, she's a traitor; and Camillo is A federary with her, and one that knows What she should shame to know herself But with her most vile principal, that she's A bed-swerver, even as bad as those That vulgars give bold'st titles; ay, and privy To this their late escape. Her. No, by my life, Privy to none of this. How will this grieve you When you shall come to clearer knowledge that You thus have publish'd me! Gentle my lord, You scarce can right me throughly then to say You did mistake.


No; if I mistake
In those foundations which I build upon,
The centre is not big enough to bear

A school-boy's top. Away with her to prison!
He who shall speak for her is afar off guilty
But that he speaks.

With an aspect more favourable. Good my lords, I am not prone to weeping, as our sex Commonly are; the want of which vain dew Perchance shall dry your pities; but I have 110 That honourable grief lodg'd here which burns Worse than tears drown. Beseech you all, my lords,



There's some ill planet reigns: I must be patient till the heavens look

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Leon. Go, do our bidding: hence!

Exit Queen, guarded; with Ladies. First 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. First 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 I' the eyes of heaven and to you: I mean, In this which you accuse her.

90 I would land-damn him. Be she honour-flaw'd,I have three daughters; the eldest is eleven, The second and the third, nine, and some five; If this prove true, they 'll pay for 't: by mine honour,

Ant. If it prove She's otherwise, I'll keep my stables where I lodge my wife; I'll go in couples with her; Than when I feel and see her no further trust her; For every inch of woman in the world, Ay, every dram of woman's flesh is false, If she be.

Leon. Hold your peaces! First 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,


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First Lord. I had rather you did lack than I, To lock up honesty and honour from my lord,

The access of gentle visitors! Is 't lawful, pray Upon this ground; and more it would content me you, To have her bonour true tban your suspicion, 180 To see her women ? any of them ? Emilia! Be blam'd for 't how you might.

Gaolır. So please you, madam,

Why, what need we To put apart these your attendants, I
Commune with you of this, but rather follow Shall bring Emilia forth.
Our forceful instigation ? Our prerogative Pau.

I pray now, call her. Calls not your counsels, but our natural goodness Withdraw yourselves. Ercunt Attendants. Imparts this; which if you, or stupefied


And, madam, Or seeming so in skill, cannot or will not I must be present at your conference. Relish a truth like us, inform yourselves,

Paul. Well, be't so, prithee. Exit Gaoler. We need no more of your advice : the matter, Here's such ado to make no stain a stain, The loss, the gain, the ordering on 't, is all As passes colouring. Properly ours. Ant. And I wish, my liege,

Re-enter Gaoler, with EMILIA. You had only in your silent judgment tried it,

Dear gentlewoman, Without more overture.

How fares our gracious lady? Leon,

How could that be? Emil. As well as one so great and so forlorn Either thou art most ignorant by age,

May hold together. On her frights and griefs, Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight, Which never tender lady hath borne greater, Added to their familiarity,

She is something before her time deliver'd. Which was as gross as ever touch'd conjecture, Paul. A boy? That lack'd sight only, nought for approbation Emil. A daughter ; and a goodly babe, But only seeing, all other circumstances Lusty and like to live : the queen receives Made up to the deed, doth push on this pro. Much comfort in 't ; says 'My poor prisoner, ceeding :

I am innocent as you.' Yet, for a greater confirmation,


I dare be sworn : For in an act of this importance 'twere

These dangerous unsafe lunesi’the king, beshrew Most piteous to be wild, I have dispatch'd in post them ! To sacred Delphos, to Apollo's temple,

He must be told on 't, and he shall : the office Cleomenes and Dion, whom you know

Becomes a woman best ; I'll take 't upon me. Of stuff’d sufficiency. Now from the oracle If I prove honey-mouth'd, let my tongue blister, They will bring all ; whose spiritual counsel bad, And never to my red-look'd anger be Shall stop or spur me.

Have I done well ? The trumpet any more. Pray you, Emilia, First Lord. Well done, my lord.

Commend my best obedience to the queen : Leon. Though I am satisfied and need no more If she dares trust me with ber little babe, Than what I know, yet shall the oracle

I 'll show 't the king and undertake to be Give rest to the minds of others, such as he Her advocate to the loud'st. We do not know Whose ignorant credulity will not

How he may soften at the sight o'the child : 4) Come up to the truth. So have wethought it good The silence often of pure innocence From our free person she should be confin'd, Persuades when speaking fails. Lest that the treachery of the two fled hence Emil.

Most worthy madam, Be left her to perform. Come, follow us : Your honour and your goodness is so evident We are to speak in public ; for this business That your free undertaking cannot miss Will raise us all.

A thriving issue : there is no lady living Ant. Aside. To laughter, as I take it, So meet for this great errand. Please your ladr. If the good truth were known.

Eccunt. ship

To visit the next room, I'll presently SCENE II.--The Same. The outer Room of a

Acquaint the queen of your most poble ofier,

Who but to-day hammerd of this design, Prison.

But durst not tempt a minister of honour, Enter PAULINA and Attendants.

Lest she should be denied.

Paul. Paul. The keeper of the prison, call to him :

Tell her, Emilia, Let him have knowledge who I am.

I'll use that tongue I have : if wit flow from 't Erit an Attendant. As boldness from my bosom, let 't not be doubted Good lady,

I shall do good. No court in Europe is too good for thee;


Now be you blest for it ! What dost thou then in prison ?

I'll to the queen. Please you, come something Re-enter Attendant, with the Gaoler.

Gaoler. Madam, if 't please the queen to send

Now, good sir, the babe, You know me, do you not ?

I know not what I shall incur to pass it, Gaoler.

For a worthy lady Having no warrant. And one whom much I honour.


You need not fear it, sir : Paul.

Pray you then, The child was prisoner to the womb, and is Conduct me to the queen.

By law and process of great nature thence Gaoler. I may not, madam: to the contrary Freed and enfranchis'd ; not a party to I have express commandment.

The anger of the king, nor guilty of, Paul.

Here's ado, If any be, the trespass of the queen.


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