No bourn* twixt his and mine; yet were it true Thou dost make possible, things not so held, And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent‡, And hardening of my brows. Pol. What means Sicilia? How, my lord? Her. He something seems unsettled. What cheer? how is't with you, best brother? You look, As if you held a brow of much distraction: Leon. As ornaments oft do, too dangerous. How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, This squashý, this gentleman:-Mine honest friend, Will you take eggs for money ||? Mum. No, my lord, I'll fight. Leon. You will? why, happy man be his dole¶!— May his share of life be a happy one! Are you so fond of your young prince, as we Pol. Leon. So stands this squire Offic'd with me: We two will walk, my lord, And leave you to you graver steps.-Hermione, How thou lov'st us, show in our brother's welcome; Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap: Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's Apparent to my heart. Her. If you would seek us, We are yours i' the garden: Shall's attend you there? Leon. To your own bents dispose you: you'll be found, Be you beneath the sky:-I am angling now, [Aside. Observing Polixenes and Hermione. How she holds up the nebt, the bill to him! And arms her with the boldness of a wife To her allowing husband! Gone already; Inch-thick, knee-deep; o'er head and ears a fork'd one §. [Exeunt Polixenes, Hermione, and Attendants. Go, play, boy, play;-thy mother plays, and I Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour Will be my knell.-Go, play, boy, play;-There have been, Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; * Heir apparent, next claimant. Approving. + Mouth. § A horned one, a cuckold. And many a man there is, even at this present Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it, It will let in and out the enemy, With bag and baggage: many a thousand of us Have the disease, and feel't not.-How now, boy? Mam. Lam like you, they say. Leon. et What! Camillo there? Why, that's some comfort. Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou'rt an honest man. [Erit Mamillius, Cam. Ay, my good lord. Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor hold: When you cast out, it still came home. Leon. Didst note it? Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; made His business more material. Sicilia is a so-forth: 'Tis far gone, When I shall gust it last.-How came't, Camillo, That he did stay? Cam. At the good queen's entreaty. Leon. At the queen's, be't: good, should be per. tinent; But so it is, it is not. Was this taken * To round in the ear was to sell secretly. Taste. Scene II. WINTER'S TALE. By any understanding pate but thine? 207 More than the common blocks:-Not noted, is't, stand 'Bohemia stays here longer. Leon. Cam. Leon. Ay, but why? Ha? Stays here longer. Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the entreaties Of our most gracious mistress. Leon. In that which seems, so. Cam. 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 hoxest honesty behind, restraining From course requir'd: Or else thou must be counted A servant, grafted in my serious trust, And therein negligent; or else a fool, That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake drawn, Cam. Inferiors in rank. t. To hox is to hamstring. Sometime puts forth: In your affairs, my lord, It was my folly; if industriously I play'd the fool, it was my negligence, Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear 'Tis none of mine. Leon. Have 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 hot think it), To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought), then say, Leon. Hours, minutes? noon, midnight? and all eyes blind |