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You, that havrcery, your me for 'tis a ba
Leon. You are liars all.
The great Apollo suddenly will have 1 Lord. 'Beseech your highness, give us The truth of this appear. Prepare you lords; better credit :
Summon a session, that we may arraign We have always truly servd you; and beseech Our most disloyal lady: for, as she hath So to esteem of us: And on our knees we beg, Been publicly accus'd, so shall she have (As recompense of our dear services,
A just and open trial. While she lives, Past, and to come,) that you do change this My heart will be a burden to me. Leave me; purpose;
And think upon my bidding. (Exeunt. Which, being so horrible, so bloody, must Lead on to some foul issue: We all kneel.
ACT III. Leon. I am a feather for each wind that SCENE I.-The same.- A Street in some Town. blows:
Enter CLEOMENES and Dion. Shall I live on, to see this bastard kneel
Cleo. The climate's delicate; the air most And call me father? Better burn it now,
sweet; Than curse it then. But, be it ; let it live: Fertile the isle; the temple much surpassing It shall not neither.- You, Sir, come you The common praise it bears. hither;
[To ANTIGONUS.* Dice I shall report You, that have been so tenderly officious
For most it caught me, the celestial habits, With lady Margery, your midwife, there,
(Methinks, I so should terın them,) and the To save this bastard's life :-for 'tis a bastard,
reverence So sure as this beard's grey,-what will you
Of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice! adventure
How ceremonious, solemn, and unearthly To save this brat's life?
It was i'the offering! _Ant. Any thing, my lord,
Cleo. But, of all, the burst That my ability may undergo,
And the ear-deafening voice o'the oracle, And nobleness impose : at least, thus much;
Kin to Jove's thunder, so surpris'd my sense, I'll pawn the little blood which I have left, That I was nothing: To save the innocent: any thing possible.'
Dion. If the event o'the journey, Leon. It shall be possible: Swear by this
Prove as successful to the queen,-0, be't so!sword *
As it hath been to us, rare, pleasant, speedy, Thou wilt perform my bidding.
The time is worth the use on't." Ant. I will, my lord.
Cleo. Great Apollo, Leon. Mark, and perform it; (seest thou ?)) Turn all to the best! These proclamations,
for the fail Of any point in't shall not only be
So forcing faults upon Hermione,
I little like. : Death to thyself, but to thy lewd-tongud wife; Dion. The violent carriage of it foracle, Whom, for this time, we pardon. We enjoin Will clear, or end, the business : When the thee,
|(Thus by Apollo's great divine seal'd up,) As thou art liegeman to us, that thou carry
Shall the contents discover, something rare, This female bastard hence; and that thou bear | Event then will rush to knowledge, Go,
fresh horses ; To some remote and desert place, quite out
And gracious be the issue!
(Exeunt. Of our dominions; and that there thou leave it, Without more mercy, to its own protection, SCENE II.—The same.--A Court of Justice. And favour of the climate. As by strange for
LEONTES, LORDS, und Officers, appear properly
seated. It came to us, I do in justice charge thee, On thy soul's peril, and thy body's torture, | Leon. This sessions (to our great gries, we That thou commend it strangely to some place, e pronounce,) Where chance may nurse, or end it: Take it Even pushes 'gainst our heart: The party tried,
The daughter of a king; our wife; and one Ant. I swear to do this, though a present Of us too much belov'd.-Let us be clear'd death
Of being tyrannous, since we so openly Had been more merciful.-Come on, poor babe: Proceed in justice; which shall have due Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and
[say, Event to the guilt, or the purgation. To be thy nurses! Wolves, and bears, they Produce the prisoner. Casting their savageness aside, have done Offi. It is his highness' pleasure, that the queen Like offices of pity.--Sir, be prosperous [ing, Appear in person here in court.-Silence! In more than this deed doth require ! and bless- HERMIONE is brought in, guarded ; PAULINA and Against this cruelty, fight on thy side,
LADIES, attending. Poor thing, condemn'd to loss! [Exit, with the Child.
Leon. Read the indictment. Leon. No, I'll not rear
Offi. Hermione, queen to the worthy Leontes, Another's issue.
king of Sicilia, thou art here accused and ar1 Atten. Please your highness, posts,
raigned of high treason, in committing adultery from those you sent to the oracle, are come
with Polixenes, king of Bohemia; and conspir. An hour since: Cleomenes and Dion,
ing with Camillo to take away the life of our Being well arriv'd from Delphos, are both
sovereign lord the king, thy royal husband ; the Hasting to the court. .
pretencet whereof being by circumstances partly u Lord. So please you, Sir, their speed laid open, thou, Hermione, contrary to the faith Hath been beyond account.
| and allegiance of a true subiect, didst counsel and Leon. Twenty-three days
aid them, for their better safety, to fly away by They have been absent: "Tis good speed; fore
night. was anciently a practice to swear by the cross at the * I. c. Our journey has recompensed us the time we
spent in it. the Commit it to some place as a stranger.
t Scheme laid.
nilt of a sword.
Her. Since what I am to say, must be but | For as Which contradicts my accusation; and (that Thy brat hath been cast out, like to itself, The testimony on my part, no other
No father owning it, (which is, indeed, But what comes from myself; it shall scarce More criminal in thee, than it, so thou boot me
Shalt feel our justice; in whose easiest pas. To say, Not guilty : mine integrity, fit, Look for no less than death.
(sage, Being counted falsehood," shall, as I express Her. Sir, spare your threats; Be so receivd. But thus --If powers divine The bug, which you would fright me with, I Behold our human actions, (as they do,), To me can life be no commodity: seek. I doubt not tben, but innocence shall make The crown and comfort of my life, your favour, False accusation blush, and tyranny
I do give lost; for I do feel it gone, Tremble at patience.-You, my lord, best know, But know not how it went: My second joy, (Who least will seem to do so,) my past life And first fruits of my body, from his presence, Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true, I am barr'd, like one infectious: My third As I am now unhappy; which is more
comfort, Than history can pattern, though deris'd, Starr'd most unluckily,* is from my breast And play'd, to take spectators: For behold The innocent milk in its most innocent mouth, A fellow of the royal bed, which owet [me, Haled out to murder: Myself on every post A moiety of the throne, a great king's daugh Proclaim'd a strumpet: With immodest hater,
tred, The mother to a hopeful prince, here stand. The child-bed privilege denied, which ’longs To prate and talk for life, and honour, 'fore To women of all fashion :-Lastly, hurried Who please to come and hear. For life, I prize Here to this place, i'the open air, before it
(honour, | I have got strength of limit.t Now, my liege, As I weigh grief, which I would spare : for Tell me what blessings I have here alive, "Tis a derivative from me to mine,
That I should fear to die? Therefore, proceed. And only that I stand for. I appeal
But yet hear this; mistake me not; No! To your own conscience, Sir, before Polixenes
life, Came to your court, how I was in your grace, | I prize it not a straw:- but for mine honour, How merited to be so; since he came, T(Which I would free,) if I shall be condemn'd With what encounter so uncurrent I (yond Upon surmises; all proofs sleeping else, Have strain'd, to appear thus: if one jot be | But what your jealousies awake; I tell you, The bound of honour; or, in act, or will, "Tis rigour and not law. Your honours all, That way inclining; harden'd be the hearts I do refer me to the oracle; Of all that hear me, and my near'st of kin Apollo be my judge. Cry, Fie upon my grave!
i Lord. This your request Leon. I ne'er heard yet,
Is altogether just: therefore, bring forth, That any of these bolder vices wanted
And in Apollo's name, his oracle. Less impudence to gainsay what they did,
reunt certain OFFICERS, Than to perform it first.
Her. The emperor of Russia was my father: Her. That's true enough;
O. that he were alive, and here beholding Though 'tis a saying, Sir, not due to me. His daughter's trial !' that he did but see Leon. You will not own it.
The fatness of my misery; yet with eyes Her. More than mistress of,
(not Of pity, not revenge! Which comes to me in name of fault, I must | At all acknowledge. For Polixenes,
Re-enter Officers, with CLEOMENES and Dior. r(With whom I am accus'd,) I do confess, Offi. You here shall swear upon this sword I lov'd him, as in honour he requir'd;
of justice, With such a kind of love, as might become That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have A lady like me; with a love, even such, Been both at Delphos; and from thence have So, and no other, as yourself commanded:
brought Which not to have done, I think, had been in This seal'd-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd Both disobedience and ingratitude, (me Of great Apollo's priest; and that, since then, To you, and toward your friend; whose love You have not dar'd to break the holy seal, had spoke,
fly, Nor read the secrets in't. Even since it could'speak, from an infant, free Cleo. Dion. All this we swear. That it was yours. Now, for conspiracy, Leon. Break up the seals, and read. I know not how it tastes; though it be dish'd | Offi. [Reads.) Herinione is chaste, Polixenes For me to try how: all i'know of it,
blameless, Camillo a true subject, Leontes a jedIs, that Camillo was an honest man; [selves, lous tyrant, his innocent babe truly begotten ; and And, why he left your court, the gods them the king shall live without an heir, if that, which Wotting no more than I, are ignorant.
is lost, be not found. Leon. You knew of new of his departure, as you
Lords. Now blessed be the great Apollo! know
Offi. Ay, my lord; even so
The sessions shail proceed; this is mere falseLeon. Your actions are my dreams;
hood. You had a bastard by Polixenes, [shame, And I but dream'd it :-As you were past all
Enter a SERVANT, hastily. (Those of your facts are so,) so past all truth: Serv. My lord the king, the king ! Which to deny, concerns more than avails :
* TIL-starred; born under an inauspicious planet. • Troachery. + Own, possess.
+ I. e. The degree of strength which it is customaryo Is within the reach.
acquire before women are suffered to go abroad after ( They who have done like you.
They who the reach.
Leon. What is the business?
That could conceive, a gross and foolish sire Serv. O Sir, I shall be hated to report it: Blemish'd his gracious dam: this is not, no, The prince your son, with mere conceit and Laid to thy answer: But the last,-0, lords, Of the queen's speed," is gone.
[fear When I have said, cry, woe!-the queen, the Leon. How! gone?
queen, Serr. Is dead.
The sweetest, 'dearest, creature's dead; and Leon. Apollo's angry; and the heavens them
Not dropp'd down yet.
Paul. I say, she's dead; I'll swear't: if word, Paul. This news is mortal to the queen :
nor oath, Look down
Prevail not, go and see : if you can bring And see what death is doing.
Tincture, or lustre, in her lip, her eye, "[you Leon. Take her hence:
(ver. Heat outwardly, or breath within, I'll serve Her heart is but o'ercharg'd; she will reco As I would do the gods.—But, O thou tyrant! I have too much believ'd mine own suspicion : Do not repent these things; for they are hea'Beseech you, tenderly apply to her
[thee Some remedies for life.-Apollo, pardon Than all thy woes can stir: therefore betake
(Ereunt PAULINA and LADIES, with Herm. To nothing but despair. A thousand knees My great profaneness 'gainst thine oracle! Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting, I'll reconcile me to Polixenes;
Upon a barren mountain, and still winter New woo my queen; recall the good Camillo; In storm perpetual, could not move the gods Whom I proclaim a man of truth, of mercy: To look that way thou wert. For, being transported by my jealousies
Leon. Go on, go on : To bloody thoughts and to revenge, I chose Thou canst not speak too much; I have deserv'd Camillo for the minister, to poison
| All tongues to talk their bitterest. My friend Polixenes : which had been done, i Lord. Say no more; But that the good mind of Camillo tardied Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault My swift command, though I with death, and I'the boldness of your speech.
Puul. I am sorry for't;
. [them, Reward, did threaten and encourage him, All faults I make, when I shall come to know Not doing it, and being done: hë, most hu I do repent: Alas, I have show'd too much mane,
The rashness of a woman: he is touch'd And filld with honour, to my kingly guest To the noble heart.-What's gone, and what's Coclasp'd my practice; quit his fortunes here,
past help, Which you knew great, and to the certain Should be past grief: Do not receive affliction hazard
At my petition, I beseech you; rather Of all incertainties himself commended, Let me be punish’d, that have minded you No richer than his honour :-How he glisters Of what you should forget. Now, good my Thorough my rust! and how his piety
liege, : Does my deeds make the blacker!
Sir, royal Sir, forgive a foolish woman:
The love I bore your queen,-lo, fool again! Re-enter PAULINA.
I'll speak of her no more, nor of your children; Paul, Woe the while!
I'll not remember you of my own lord, O, cut my lace; lest my heart, cracking it,
Who is lost too: Take your patience to you,
And I'll say nothing. Break
too ! 1 Lord. What fit is this, good lady?
Leon. Thou didst speak but well, [better Paul. What studied torments, tyrant, hast
When most the truth; which I receive much
Than to be pitied of thee. Prythee, bring me for me?
[boiling, What wheels? racks? fires? What flaying?
To the dead bodies of my queen, and son: In leads, or oils? what old, or newer torture
One grave shall be for both; upon them shall Must I receive; whose every word deserves
The causes of their death appear, unto To taste of thy most worst?" Thy tyranny
Our shame perpetual : Once a day I'll visit
The chapel" where they lie ; and tears, shed Together working with thy jealousies, Fancies too weak for boys, too green and idle,
Shall be my recreation : So long as there,
Nature will bear up with this exercise, For girls of nine!-0, think, what they have
So long I daily vow to use it. Come, done,
| And lead me to these sorrows. And then run mad, indeed; stark mad ! for all
?[Exeunt. Thy by-gone fooleries were but spices of it. That thou betray'dst Polixenes, 'twas nothing;
SCENE III.-Bohemia.–A desert Country That did but show thee, of a fool, inconstant,
near the Sea. And damnable ungrateful: nor was't much, Enter ANTIGONUS, with the Child; and a Thou would'st have poison'd good Camillo's
MARINER. : honour, To have him kill a king; poor trespasses,
Ant. Thou art perfect* then, our ship hath More monstrous standing by: whereof I reckon
touch'd upon The casting forth to crows thy baby daughter,
The deserts of Bohemia? 1o be or none, or little; though a devil
Mar. Ay, my lord; and fear (grimly, Would have shed water out of fire, tere don't:
We have landed in ill time: the skies look Nor is't directly laid to thee, the death
And threaten present blusters. In my con" the young prince; whose honourable
The heavens with that we have in hand are (Thoughts high for one so tender,) cleft the
And frown upon us.
Ant. Their sacred wills be done -Go, get Of the event of the Queen's trial. + Committed.
aboard ; .:. A devil would have shed tears of pity, ere he Dave perpetrated such an action.
Look to thy bark; I'll not be long, before ivy. Good luck, an't be thy will! what have I call upon thee.'
we here? [Taking up the Child.) Mercy on's, a Mar. Make your best haste; and go not barne;" a very pretty barne! A boy, or a child, Too far i'the land : 'tis like to be loud weather; I wonder ? A pretty one; a very pretty one: Besides, this place is famous for the creatures Sure, some scape: though I am not bookish, Of prey that keep upon't.
yet I can read waiting-gentlewoman in the Ant. Go thou away:
scape. This has been some stair-work, some I'll follow instantly.
trunk-work, some behind-door-work: they Mar. I am glad at heart
were warmer that got this, than the poor thing To be so rid o'the business.
Erit. I is here. I'll take it up for pity: yet I'll tarry Ant. Come, poor babe:
till my son come; he hallaed but even now. I have heard, but not believ'd,) the spirits of Whoa, ho hoa !
Clo. Hilloa, loa!
Shep. What, art so near? If thou'lt see a I never saw a vessel of like sorrow,
thing to talk on when thou art dead and rotten, So fill'd, and so becoming: in pure white robes,
come hither. What ailest thou, man? Like very sanctity, she did approach
Clo. I have seen two such sights, by sea, and My cabin where I lay: thrice bow'd before me;
by land ;-but I am not to say, it is a sea, for
ei it is now the sky; betwixt the firmament and And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon
it, you cannot thrust a bodkin's point. Did this break from her: Good Antigonus,
Shep. Why, boy, how is it?
Clo. I would you did but see how it chases. Since fute, against thy better disposition, Huth made thy person for the thrower-out
how it rages, how it takes up the shore! but Of my poor babe, according to thine oath,
that's not to the point: 0, the most piteous cry
of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em, and Places remote enough are in Bohemia, There weep, and leave it crying ; and, for the babe
pot to see 'em: now the ship boring the moon
be with her main-mast; and anon swallowed with Is counted lost for ever, Perdita, I pr’ythee, callt; for this ungentle business,
yest and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a
hogshead. And then for the land service,-To Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shult see Thy wife Paulina more:-and so, with shrieks,
see how the bear tore out his shoulder-bone; She melted into air. Affrighted much,
how he cried to me for help, and said, his name I did in time collect myself'; and thought
was Antigonus, a nobleman:But to make an This was so, and no slumber. Dreams are toys:
end of the ship :-to see how the sea tlap Yet, for this once, yea, superstitiously,
dragoned it:-but, first, how the poor souls I will be squar'd by this. I do believe,
roared, and the sea mocked them, and how Hermione hath suffer'd death; and that
the poor gentleman roared, and the bear Apollo would, this being indeed the issue
mocked him, both roaring louder than the sea, Of king Polixenes, it should here be laid,
or weather. Either for life, or death, upon the earth
Shep. 'Name of mercy, when was this, boy Of its right father.-Blossom, speed thee well!
LD. Now, now; I have not winked since (Laying down the Child.
saw these sights: the men are not yet cold There lie; and there thy character :* there
under water, nor the bear half dined on the
gentleman; he's at it now. these ; Laying down a Bundle. | Which may, if'fortune please, both breed thee,
Shep. Would I had been by, to have helped
the old man ! .pretty, And still rest'thine. The storm begins:-1 to have helped her ; there your charity wou
| Clo. I would you had been by the ship side, Poor wretch, That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos'd
have lacked footing. To loss, and what may follow !-Weep I can- I look thee here. boy. Now bless thyself; thou
Shep. Heavy matters! heavy matters! but not,
met’st with things dying, I with things new But my heart bleeds: and most accurs'd am I, To be by oath enjoin'd to this.-Farewell! ..
1, born. Here's a sight for thee; look thee, a
bearing-clotho for a squire's child! Look thee I'he day frowns more and more; thou art like
here; take up, take up, boy; open't. So, let's to have lullaby too rough : I never saw [mour ?-
see; It was told me, I should be rich by the
fairies : this is some changeling:|-opent: The heavens 30 aim by day... A. Savage Cia. What's within boy? Well may I get aboard This is the chase;/
Clo. You're a made old man; if the sins of I am gone for ever. (Exit, pursued by a Bear.
your youth are forgiven you, you're well to
live. Gold! all gold! Enter an old SHEPHERD.
Shep. This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove Shep. I would, there were no age between
so: up with it, keep it close; home, home, the
nextf way. We are lucky, boy; and to be so ten and three-and-twenty; or that youth would
still, requires nothing but secrecy.-Let my sleep out the rest : for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child,
sheep go :-Come, good boy, the next way
home. wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting
Clo. Go you the next way with your findings; Tark you now! Would any but these boiled
I'll go see if the bear be gone from the gentle. brains of nineteen, and two-and-twenty, hunt this weather? They have scared away two of man, and how much he hath eaten : they are my best sheep; which, I fear, the wolf will
Swallowed. sooner find, than the master: if any where I The mantle in which a child was carried to be baptized have them, 'tis by the sea side, browzing on Some child left behind by the fairies, in the room of
one which they had stolen.
Nearest. * The writing afterward discovered with Perdita.
never curst,* but when they are hungry: if services thou hast done: which, if I have not there be any of him left, I'll bury it
enough considered, (as too much I cannot,) to Shep. That's a good deed: If thou may'st be more thankful to thee, shall be my study; discern by that which is left of him, what he is, and my profit therein, the heaping friendships.“ fetch me to the sight of him.
Of that fatal country Sicilia, pr'ythee speak no Clo, Marry, will I; and you shall help to more: whose very naming punishes me with the put him i'the ground.
remembrance of that penitent, as thou call'st Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll do him, and reconciled king, my brother; whose good deeds on't.
· [Exeunt. | loss of his most precious queen, and children,
are even now to be afresh lamented. Say to ACT IV.
me, when saw'st thou the prince Florizel my Enter Time, as Chorus.
son? Kings are no less unhappy, their issue Time. 1,-that please some, try all ; both
pot being gracious, than they are in losing
them, when they have approved their virtues. joy, and terror, Ofgood and bad; that make, and unfold error,
Cam. Sir, it is three days, since I saw the
prince: What his happier affairs may be, are Now take upon me, in the name of Time,
to me unknown: but I have, missingly, noted,+ To use my wings. Impute it not a crime,
he is of late much retired from court; and is To me, or my swift passage, that I slide
less frequent to his princely exercises, than O'er sixteen years, and leave the growth un.
formerly he hath appeared. tried
Pol. I have considered so much, Camillo; Of that wide gap;t since it is in my power
and with some care ; so far, that I have eyes To o'erthrow law, and in one self-born hour
under my service, which look upon his remov. To plant and o'erwhelm custom: Let me pass
edness : from whom I have this intelligence; The same I am, ere ancient'st order was,
That he is seldom from the house of a most Or what is now received: I witness to The times that brought them in; so shall I do
| homely shepherd; a man, they say, that from
very nothing, and beyond the imagination To the freshest things now reigning; and
of his neighbours, is grown into an unspeakmake stale
able estate. The glistering of this present, as my tale
Cam. I have heard, Sir, of such a man, who Now seems to it. Your patience this allowing,
Wios, hath a daughter of most rare note: the report I turn my glass; and give my scene such grow
of her is extended more, than can be thought
to begin from such a cottage. As you had slept between. Leontes leaving The effects of his fond jealousies ; so grieving, But, I fear the angle that plucks our son
Pol. That's likewise part of my intelligence. That he shuts up himself; imagine me,
thither. Thou shalt accompany us to the place: Gentle spectators. that I now may be
where we will, not appearing what we are, In fair Bohemia; and remember well, I mentioned a son o'the king's, which Florizel
have some questiont with the shepherd; from
whose simplicity, I think it not uneasy, to get I now name to you; and with speed so pace To speak of Perdita, now grown in grace
the cause of my son's resort thither. Prythee, Equal with wond'ring: What of her ensues,
be my present partner in this business, and lay
aside the thoughts of Sicilia. I list not prophecy ; but let Time's news
Cam. I willingly obey your command. Be known, when 'tis brought forth :-a shep
Pol. My best Camillo !We must disguise berd's daughter, And what to her adheres, which follows after,
(Exeunt. Is the arguments of time: Of this allow,ll SCENE II.-The same.-A Road near the If ever you have spent time worse ere now;
Enter AUTOLYCUS, singing.
When daffodils begin to peer,
T of POLIXENES.
with, heigh! the dory over the dale,
Why, then comes in the sweet o'the yeur ;
For the red blood reigns in the winter's pule.ş. Pol. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no more The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, importunate: 'tis a sickness, denying thee any With, hey! the sweet birds, 0, how they sing! thing; a death, to grant this.
Doth set my pigging|| tooth on edge; Cam. It is fifteen years, since I saw my For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. country: though I have, for the most part, been | The lark, tirra-lirra chants, aired abroad, I desire to lay my bones there. With, hey! with, hey! the thrush and the jay: Besides, the penitent king, my master, hath are summer songs for me and my aunts, 4 sent for me: to whose feeling sorrows I might While we lie tumbling in the hay. be some allay, or I o'erween to think so; which is another spur to my departure.
I have served prince Florizel, and, in my time, Pol. As thou lovest me, Camillo, wipe not
| wore three-pile ;** but now I am out of service: out the rest of thy services, by leaving me now: the need I have of thee, thine own goodness
But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? hath made; better not to have had thee, than
The pale moon shines by night: thus to want thee; thou, having made me
And when I wander here and there, businesses, which none, without thee, can suf
I then do most go right. Alciently manage, must either stay to execute them thyself: or take away with thee the very
If tinkers may have leave to lire,
And beur the sow-skin budget;
1. c. Leave unexamined the progress of the interme. se time which filled up the gap in Perdita's story. * Imagine for me. Subject. ll Approve.
I Think too highly
* Friendly offices. + Observed at intertrist Talk: II. e. The spring blood reigns over the parts lately une der the dominion of winter. || Thievish.
** Rich vclvct.