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Pray, you, to see her women ? any of them ? SCENE III.— The same. A room mn the palace. Emilia ?
Enter Leontes, Antigonus, Lords, and other Keep: So please you, madam, to put
attendants. Apart these your attendants, I shall bring
Leon. Nor night, nor day, no rest: It is but Emilia forth
weakness Paul. I pray now, call her. Withdraw yourselves.
(Ereunt attend. To bear the matter thus ; mere weakness, if Keep. And, madam,
The cause were not in being ;-part o'the cause,
She, the adultress ;-for the harlot king
Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank
And level of my brain, plot-proof : but she
I can hook to me: Say, that she were gone,
Given to the fire, a moiety of my rest
Might come to me again.—Who's there?
My lord ? Dear gentlewoman, how fares our gracious lady ?
(Advancing. Emil. As well as one so great, and so forlorn,
Leon. How does the boy?
He took good rest to-night; May hold together: On her frights, and griefs, (Which never tender lady hath borne greater,)
'Tis hop'd, his sickness is discharg'd.
His nobleness !
Conceiving the dishonour of his mother,
Fasten'd and fix'd the shame on't in himselit; I am innocent as you.
Threw off his spirit, his appetite, his sleep,
And downrighi languish'd.-Leave me solely :'
-10, These dangerous unsafe lunes' o'the king ! beshrew them!
See how he fares. (Exit attend.)-Fie, fie ! 50 He must be told on't, and he shall: the office
thought of him;Becomes a woman best ; I'll take it upon me:
The very thought of my revenges that way If I prove honey-mouthed, let my tongue blister; Recoil upon me: in himself too mighty; And never to my red-look'd anger be
And in his parties, his alliance, -Let him be, The trumpet any more :—Pray you, Emilia,
Until a time may serve: for present vengeance, Commend my best obedience to the quecn;
Take it on her. Camillo and Polixenes If she dares trust me with her little babe,
Laugh at me ; make their pastime at my sorrow: I'll show't the king, and undertake to be
They should not laugh, if I could reach them; nor Her advocate to th' loudest: We do not know
Shall she, within my power.
Enter Paulina, with a child.
You must not enter, Emil.
Most worthy madam, Paul. Nay, rather, good my lords, le second Your honour, and your goodness, is so evident,
to me: That your free undertaking cannot miss Fear you his tyrannous passion more, alas, A thriving issue; there is no lady living,
Than the queen's life? a gracious innocent soul, So meet for this great errand : Please your lady- More free, 'than he is jealous. ship
That's enough. To visit the next room, I'll presently
1 Alten. Madam, he hath not slept to-night ; Acquaint the queen of your most noble offer ;
commanded Who, but to-day, hammerd of this design; None should come at him. But durst not tempt a minister of honour,
Not so hot, good sir : Lest she should be denied.
I come to bring him sleep. 'Tis such as you,Pau.
Tell her, Emilia, That creep like shadows by him, and do sigh I'll use that tongue I have: if wit flow from it, At each his needless heavings,—such as you As boldness from my bosom, let it not be doubted Nourish the cause of his awaking : 1 ( shall do goud.
Do come with words as med'cinal as true; Emil.
Now be you blest for it! Honest, as either ; to purge him of that humour, I'll to the queen : Please you, come something that presses him from sleep. nearer.
What noise there, ho? Keep. Madam, ift please the queen to send the Paul. No noise, my lord; but needsul conference, babe,
About some gossips for your highness. I know not what I shall incur, to pass it,
How ? Having no warrant.
Away with that audacious lady: Antigonus, Paul.
You need not fear it, sir : I charg'd thee, that she should not come about me ; The child was prisoner to the womb; and is, I knew she would. By law and process of great nature, thence Ant.
I told her so, my lord, Free'd and enfranchis'd: not a party to
On your displeasure's peril, and on mine, The anger of the king ; nor guilty of,
She should not visit you. If any be, the trespass of the queen.
What, canst not rule her? Peep. I do believe it.
Paul. From all dishonesty, he can: in this, Pari.
Do not you fear: upon (Unless he take the course that you have done, Mine honour I will stand 'twixt you and danger. Commit me, for committing honour,) trust it,
(Exeunt. He shall not rule me.
Lo you now: For hear! (1) Frenzies. (2) Mark and aim. (3) Alone. When she will take the rein, I let her run
But she'll not stumble.
The very mould and frame of hand, nail, finger :Paul.
Good my liege, I come,- And thou, good goddess nature, which hast made it And, I beseech you, hear me, who profess So like to him that got it, if thou hast Myself your loyal servant, your physician, The ordering of the mind too, 'mongst all colours Your most obedient counsellor ; yet that dare No yellow in't ; lest she suspect, as he does, Less appear so, in comforting your evils, Her children not her husband's! Than such as most seem yours :-1 say, I come
A gross hag!From your good queen.
And, lozel," thou art worthy to be hang'd,
Thai wilt not stay her tongue.
Hang all the husbands good queen ;
That cannot do that feat, you'll leave yourself And would by combat make her good, so were I Hardly one subject. A man, the worst about you.
Once more, take her hence. Leon.
Force her bence. Paul. A most unworthy and unnatural lord Pau. Let him that makes but trifles of his eyes, Can do no more. First hand me: on mine own accord, I'll off ;
I'll have thee burn'd. But, first, I'll do my errand.—The good queen,
I care not : for she is good, hath brought you forth a daughter; It is a heretic, that makes the fire, Here 'uis ; commends it to your blessing. Not she, which burns in't. I'll not call you tyrant ;
(Laying down the child. But this most cruel usage of your queen Leon.
Out! (Not able to produce more accusation A mankind: witch! Hence with her, out o'door : Than your own weak-hing'd fancy,) something À most intelligencing bawd! Pau.
of tyranny, and will ignoble make you, I am as ignorant in that, as you
Yea, scandalous to the world. In so entitling me: and no less hones:
On your allegiance, Than you are mad; which is enough, I'll warrant, Out of the chamber with her. Were I a tyrant, As this world goes, to pass for honest.
Where were her life ? she durst not call me so, Leon.
Traitors! If she did know me one. Away with her. Will you not push her out ? Give her the bastard :- Pau. I pray you, do not push me; I'll be gone. Thou' dotard To Antigonus.] thou art woman. Look to your babe, my lord ; 'tis yours : Jove send By thy dame Partlet here,-take up the bastard; A better guiding spirit!-What need these hands?Tak’t up, I say; giv't to thy crone.
You that are thus so tender o'er his follies, Paul.
Will never do him good, not one of you. Unvenerable be thy hands, if thou
So, so:-Farewell; we are gone.
(Exit. Tak'st up the princess, by that forcedo baseness Leon. 'Thou, traitor, hast set on thy wife to this.Which he has put upon't!
My child ? away with’t !-even thou, that hast Leon,
He dreads his wife. A heart so tender o'er it, take it hence, Paul. So I would you did ; then, 'twere past all And see it instantly consum'd with fire; doubt,
Even thou, and none but thou. Take it up straight : You'd call your children yours.
Within this hour bring me word 'tis done, Leon.
A nest of traitors ! (And by good testimony,) or I'll seize thy life, Ant. I am none, by this good light.
With what thou else call'st thine: If thou refuse, Paul.
Nor I; nor any, And wilt encounter with my wrath, say so; But one, that's here; and that's himself: for he The bastard brains with these my proper hands The sacred honour of himself, his queen's, Shall I dash out. Go, take it to the fire; His hopeful son's, his babe's, betrays to slander, For thou sett'st on thy wife. Whose sting is sharper than the sword's; and will Ant.
I did not, sir : not
These lords, my noble fellows, if they please, (For, as the case now stands, it is a curse Can clear me in't. He cannot be compellid to't,) once remove
1 Lord, We can; my royal liege, The root of his opinion, which is rotten,
He is not guilty of her coming hither. As ever oak, or stone, was sound.
Leon. You are liars all. Leon.
A callat,' I Lord. 'Beseech your highness, give us better Of boundless longue: who late hath beat her hus- credit: band,
We have always truly serv'd you; and beseech And now baits me!- This brat is none of mine; So to esteem of us : And on our knees we beg It is the issue of Polisenes :
(As recompense of our dear services, Hence with it; and, together with the dam, Past and to come,) that you do change this pur Commit them to the fire.
Which, being so horrible, so bloody, must And, might we lay the old proverb to your charge, Lead on to some foul issue: We all kneel. So like you, 'tis the worse. --Behold, my lords, Leon. I am a feather for each wind that blows, Although the print be little, the whole matter Shall I live on, to see this bastard kneel And copy of the father : eye, nose, lip,
And call me father? Better burn it now, The trick of his frown, his forehead; nay, the valley, Than curse it then. But be it; let it live: The preuy dimples of his chin, and cheek; his It shall not neither.- You, sir, come you hither , smiles;
You, that have been so tenderly officious (1) Abelting your ill courses. (2) Lowest. (3) Masculine.
(6) Forced is false; uttered with violence to truth 4) Pecked by a woman; hen-pecked.
(7) Trull. (8) The colour of jealousy. 15) Worn-oui old woman.
(9) Worthless fellow.
It is yours;
With lady Margery, your midwife, there, or the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice !
But, of all, the burst To save this brat's life?
And the ear-deafening voice o'the oracle, Ant.
Any thing, my lord, Kin to Jove's thunder, so surpris'd my sense, That my ability may undergo,
That I was nothing. And nobleness impose : at least, thus much ;
If the event o'the journey I'll pawn the little blood which I have left, Prove as successful to the queen,-0, be't so!To save the innocent: any thing possible. As it hath been to us, rare, pleasant, speedy,
Leon. It shall be possible: Swear by this sword,' The time is worth the use on't.'
Great Apollo, Ant.
I will, my lord. Turn all to the best! These proclamations, Leon. Mark, and perform it; (seest thou ?) for So forcing faults upon Hermione, the fail
I little like. Of any point in't shall not only be
Dion. The violent carriage of it Death to thyself, but to thy lewd-tongu'd wife;
Will clear, or end the business: When the oracle, Whom, for this time, we pardon. We enjoin thee, (Thus by Apollo's great divine seald up,) As thou art liegeman to us, that thou carry,
Shall the contents discover, something rare, This female bastard hence; and that thou bear it Even then will rush to knowledge. -Gó, fresh To some remote and desert place, quite out of our dominions; and that there thou leave it, And gracious be the issue ! Without more mercy, to its own protection,
SCENE II.-The same. A court of justice. And favour of the climate. As by strange fortune It came to us, I do in justice charge thee,
Leontes, Lords, and Officers, appear properly
seated, On thy soul's peril, and thy body's torture,That thou commend it strangely to some place, a Leon. This sessions (to our great gries, we pro Where chance may nurse, or end it: Take it up:
nounce,) Ant. I swear to do this, though a present death Even pushes 'gainst our heart: The party tried, Had been more merciful. —Come on, poor babe: The daughter of a king; our wife; and one Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens, of us too much belord. Let us be clear'd To be thy nurses! Wolves, and bears, they say, of being tyrannous, since we so openly Casting their savageness aside, have done Proceed in justice ; which shall have due courst, Like offices of pity:-Sir, be prosperous Even to the guilt, or the purgation.In more than this deed doth require ! and blessing, Produce the prisoner. Against this cruelty, fight on thy side.
Offi. It is his highness' pleasure, that the queen Poor thing, condemnd to loss! (Ex. with the child. Appear in person here in court.—Silence ! Leon.
No, I'll not rear Another's issue.
Hermione is brought in, guarded; Paulina and 1 Alten. Please your highness, posts,
Ladies, attending. From those you sent to the oracle, are come
Leon. Read the indictment. An hour since: Cleomenes and Dion, Being well arriv'd from Delphos, are both landed, king of Sicilia, thou art here accused and ar
Offi. Hermione, queen to the worthy Leontes, Hasting to the court. 1 Lord. So please you, sir, their speed with Polixenes, king of Bohemia; and conspiring
raigned of high treason, in committing adultery Hath been beyond account. Leon.
with Camillo, lo take away the life of our sovereign
Twenty-three days. Lord the king, thy royal husband; the prelence They have been absent : 'Tis good speed ; foretels, whereof being' by circumstances partly laid open, The great Apollo suddenly will have
thou, Hermione, contrary to the faith and alles The truth of this appear. Prepare you, lords ; Summon a session, that we may arraign
giance of a true subject, didst counsel and aid
them, for their better safety, to fly away by night. Our most disloyal lady: for, as she hath
Her. Since what I am to say, must be but that Been publicly accus'd, so shall she have
Which contradicts my accusation; and
The testimony on my part, no other
But what comes from myself; it shall scarce boot (Exeunt.
To say, Not guilty: mine integrity,
Being counted falsehood, shall, as I express the ACT III.
Be so receiv'd. But thus,- If powers divine
Behold our human actions (as they do,)
I doubt not then, but innocence shall make
False accusation blush, and tyranny
Tremble at patience.--You, my lord, best know Cleo. The climate's delicate; the air most sweet; (Who least will seem to do so,) my past life Fertile the isle; the temple much surpassing Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true, The common praise it bears.
As I am now unhappy; which is more Dion.
I shall report,
Than history can pattern, though devis'd, For most it caught me, the celestial habits And play'd, to take spectators; For behold me,(Methinks, I so should term them,) and the reve-A fellow of the royal bed, which owe'
(3) i, e. Our journey has recompensed us the (1) It was anciently a practice to swear by the time we spent in it. cross at the hilt of a sword.
(4) Equal. (5) Scheme laid. (6) Treachery. (2) i, e. Commit it to some place as a stranger. (7) Own, possess.
A moiety of the throne, a great king's daughter, The innocent milk in its most innocent mouth,
Here to this place, i'the open air, before
I have got strength of limit. Now, my liege, To your own conscience, sir, before Polixenes Tell me what blessings I have here alive, Came to your court, how I was in your grace, That I should fear to die? Therefore, proceed. How merited to be so; since he came,
But yet hear this; mistake me not ;-No! life, With what encounter so uncurrent I
I prize it not a straw :-but for mine honour, Have strain'd, to appear thus : if one jot beyond which I would free,) if I shall be condemn'd The bound of' honour; or, in act, or will, Upon surmises; all proofs sleeping else, That way inclining; harden'd be the hearts But what your jealousies awake; I tell you, Of all that hear me, and my near'st of kin 'Tis rigour, and not law.-Your honours all, Cry, Fie upon my grave!
I do refer me to the oracle; Leon.
I ne'er heard yet, Apollo be my judge. That any of these bolder vices wanted
This your request Less impudence to gainsay what they did, Is altogether just: therefore, bring forth, Than to perform it first.
And in Apollo's name, his oracle.
(Exeunt certain Officers. Though 'tis a saying, sir, not due to me.
Her. The emperor of Russia was my father : Leon. You will not own it.
o, that he were alive, and here beholding Her.
More than mistress of, His daughter's trial! that he did but see Which comes to me in name of fault, I must not The flatness of my misery; yet with eyes At all acknowledge. For Polixenes,
of pity, not revenge ! (With whom I am accus'd,) I do confess, I lov'd him, as in honour he requir'd;
Re-enter Officers with Cleomenes and Dion. With such a kind of love, as might become Offi. You here shall swear upon this sword of A lady like me; with a love, even such,
justice, So, and no other, as yourself commanded: That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have Which not to have done, I think, had been in me Been both at Delphos; and from thence have Both disobedience and ingratitude,
brought To you, and toward your friend; whose love had This seal’d-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd spoke,
of great Apollo's priest; and that, since then, Even since it could speak, from an infant, freely, You have not dar'd to break the holy seal, That it was yours. Now, for conspiracy, Nor read the secrets in't. I know not how it tastes; though it be dish'd Cleo. Dion.
All this we swear. For me to try how: all I know of it
Leon. Break up the seals, and read. Is, that Camillo was an honest man;
Offi. (Reads.) Hermione is chaste, Polixener And, why he left your court, the gods themselves, blameless, Camillo a true subject, Leontes a jeaWouting no more than I, are ignorant.
lous tyrant, his innocent babe truly begotten; and Leon. You knew of his departure, as you know the king shall live without an heir, if that, which is What you have underta'en to do in his absence. lost, be not found. Her. Sir,
Lords. Now blessed be the great Apollo ! You speak'a language that I understand not: Her.
Praised ! My life stands in the level of your dreams, Leon. Hast thou read truth? Which I'll lay down.
Ay, my lord; even 80 Leon. Your actions are my dreams; As it is here set down. You had a bastard by Polixenes,
Leon. There is no truth at all i'the oracle : And I but dream'd it:~As you were past all shame, The sessions shall proceed ; this is mere falsehood. (Those of your fact are so,) so past all truth: Which to deny, concerns more than avails :
Enter a Servant, hastily.
Serv. My lord the king, the king ! Thy brat hath been cast out, like to itself,
What is the business ? No father owning it, (which is, indeed,
Serv. O sir, I shall be hated to report it: More criminal in thee, than it,) so thou
The prince your son, with mere conceit and fear Shalt feel our justice; in whose easiest passage, or the queen's speed," is gone. Look for no less than death.
How ! gone? Her. Sir, spare your threats : Sero.
Is dead. The bug, which you would 'fright me with, I seek. Leon. Apollo's angry; and the heavens themTo me can life be no commodity : The crown and comfort of my life, your favour, Do strike at my injustice. (Hermione faints.] How I do give lost; for I do feel it gone,
now there? But know not how it went: My second joy, Paul. This news is mortal to the queen :-Look And first-fruits of my body, from his presence,
down, I am barr'd, like one infectious : My third com- And see what death is doing. fort,
Take her hence: Starr'd most unluckily,' is from my breast, Her heart is but o'ercharg'd; she will recover.(1) Is within the reach.
(4) i. e. The degree of strength which it is cus(2) They who have done like you.
tomary to acquire before women are suffered to go (3) Ill-starred; born under an inauspicious abroad after child-bearing. planet
(5) or the event of the queen's trial
I have too much betier'd mine own suspicion :- In storm perpetual, could not move the gods Beseech you, tenderly apply to her
To look that way thou wert. Some remedies for life. --Apollo, pardon
Go on, go on : (Exeunt Paulina and Ladies, with Her. Thou canst not speak too much ; I have deserv'd My great profaneness 'gainst thine oracle ! All tongues to talk their bitterest. l'll reconcile me to Polixenes ;
Say no more ; New woo my queen ; recall the good Camillo; Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault Whom I proclaim a man of truth, of mercy : I'the boldness of your speech. For, being transported by my jealousies
I am sorry for't; To bloody thoughts and to revenge, I chose All faults I make, when I shall come to know them, Camillo for the minister, to poison
I do repent: Alas, I have show'd too much My friend Polixenes; which had been done, The rashness of a woman: he is touch'd But that the good mind of Camillo tardied |To the noble heart.-What's gone, and what's past My swist command, though I with death, and with help, Reward, did threaten and encourage him, Should be past grief: Do not receive affliction Not doing it, and being done : he, most humane, At my petition, I beseech you; rather And fill'd with honour, to my kingly guest Let me be punish'd, that have minded you Unclasp'd my practice; quit his fortunes here, or what you should forget. Now, good my liege, Which you knew great'; and to the certain hazard Sir, royal sir, forgive a foolish woman: Of all incertainties himself commended,! The love I bore your queen,-lo, fool again!No richer than his honour :-How he glisters I'll speak of her no more, nor of your children ; Thorough my rust! and how his piety
I'll not remember you of my own lord, Does my deeds make the blacker!
Who is lost too: Take your patience to you,
And I'll say nothing.
Thou didst speak but well, Paul.
Wo the while ! When most the truth; which I receive much better 0, cut my lace; lest my heart, cracking it, Than to be pitied of thee. Pr'ythee, bring me Break too!
To the dead bodies of my queen, and son: I Lord. What fit is this, good lady?
One grave shall be for both; upon them shall Paul. What studied torments, tyrant, hast for me? The causes of their death appear, unto What wheels? racks? fires ? What flaying? boiling, Our shame perpetual: Once a day I'll visit In leads, or oils ? what old, or newer torture The chapel where they lie; and tears, shed there, Must I receive ; whose every word deserves Shall be my recreation: So long as 'To taste of thy most worst? Thy tyranny Nature will bear up with this exercise, Together working with thy jealousies,- So long I daily vow to use it. Come, Fancies too weak for boys, too green and idle And lead me to these sorrows.
(Exeunt. For girls of nine ! –0, think, what they have done, SCENE III.-Bohemia. A desert country near And then run mad, indeed ; 'stark mad ! for all 'Thy by-gone fooleries were but spices of it.
the sea. Enter Antigonus, with the child; a. That thou betray'dst Polixenes, 'twas nothing ;
a Mariner. That did but show thee, of a fool, inconstant, Ant. Thou art perfect' then, our ship hat. And damnable ungrateful: nor was't much,
touch'd upon Thou would'st have poison'd good Camillo's honour, The deserts of Bohemia ? To have him kill a king ; poor trespasses,
Ay, my lord: and fear More monstrous standing by: whereof I'reckon We have landed in ill time; the skies look grimly, The casting forth to crows thy baby daughter, And threaten present blusters. In my conscience, To be or none, or little; though a devil
The heavens with that we have in hand are angry, Would have shed water out of fire,' ere done't: And frown upon us. Nor is't directly laid to thee, the death
Ant. Their sacred wills be done!-Go, gel of the young prince ; whose honourable thoughts aboard; (Thoughts high for one so tender,) cleft the heart Look to thy bark; I'll not be long, before That could conceive, a gross and foolish sire I call upon thee. Blemish'd his gracious dam: this is not, no, Mar. Make your best haste; and go noi Laid to thy answer : But the last,-0, lords, Too far i'the land: 'tis like to be loud weather ; When I have said, cry, wo!-the queen, the queen, Besides, this place is famous for the creatures The sweetest, dearest, creature's dead; and ven- of prey that keep upon't.
Go thou away:
I'll follow instantly.
I am glad at heart
(Erit. nor oath,
Come, poor babe: Prevail not, go and see: if you can bring I have heard (but not believ'd,) the spirits of the dead Tincture, or lustre, in her líp, her eye,
May walk again: if such thing be, thy mother Ileat outwardly, or breath within, I'll serve you Appear'd to me last night; for ne'er was dream As I would do the gods.-But, thou tyrant ! So like a waking. To me comes a creature, Do not repent these things; for they are heavier Sometimes her head on one side, some another ; Than all thy woes can stir: therefore, betake thee I never saw a vessel of like sorrow, To nothing but despair. A thousand knees So fill'd, and so becoming: in pure white robes, Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting, Like very sanctity, she did approach Upon a barren mountain, and still winter My cabin where I'lay:, thrice bow'd before me :
And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes (1) Committed.
Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon (2) i. e. A devil would have shed tears of pity, ere he would have perpetrated such an action.