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PERSONS REPRESENTED. Leontes, King of Sicilia.
Clown, his son. Mamillius, his son.
Servant to the old shepherd.
Autolycus, a rogue.
Time, as Chorus,
Hermione, Queen to Leontes.
Perdita, daughter to Leontes and Hermione.
Paulina, wife to Antigonus.
Lords, Ladies, anel Attendants ; Satyrs for a Dance Gaoler,
Shepherds, Shepherdesses, Guards, &c. An old Shepherd, reprded father of Perdita.
SCENE,- sometimes in Sicilia, sometimes in Bohemia.
Two other ladies
, } attending the Queen. } shepherdesses.
SCENE II.-The same. A Room of State in the
Enter Leontes, Polisenes, Hermione, Mamillius,
Camillo, and Attendants.
Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bo-The shepherd's note, since we have left our throne hemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are Without a burden : time as long again now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great dif- Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks ; ference betwixt our Bohemia, and your Sicilia. And yet we should, for perpetuity,
Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Go hence in debt : And therefore, like a cipher, Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which yet standing in rich place, I multiply, he justly owes him.
With one we-thank-you, many thousands more Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame as, That go before it. we will be justified in our loves : for, indeed,
Stay your thanks awhile; Cam. 'Beseech you,
And pay them when you part. Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my Pol.
Sir, that's to-morrow. knowledge : we cannot with such magnificence. I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance, in so rare-I know not what to say. We will Or breed upon our absence : That may blow give you sleepy drinks; that your senses, unintelli. No sneaping winds at home, to make us say, gent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot This is put forth too truly ! Besides, I have stay'd praise us, as little accuse us.
To tire your royalty. Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's Leon.
We are tougher, brother, given freely.
Than you can put us to't. Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding Pol.
No longer stay. instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utter- Leon. One seven-night longer. ance.
Very sooth, to-morrow. Cam, Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Leon. We'll part the time between's then : and Bohemia. They were trained together in their child. I'll no gain-saying.
[in that hoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such an Pol.
Press me not, 'beseech you, so ; affection, which cannot choose but branch now. There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the Since their more mature dignities, and royal neces
world, sities, made separation of their society, their en. So soon as yours, could win me : so it should row, counters, though not personal, have been royally Were there necessity in your request, although attornied, with interchange of gifts, letters, loving 'Twere needful I denied it. My affairs embassies ; that they have seemed to be together, Do even drag me homeward : which to hinder, though absent ; shook hands, as over a vast ; and Were, in your love, a whip to me ; my stay, embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed to you a charge, and trouble : to save both, winds. The heavens continue their loves !
Farewell, our brother. Arch. I think, there is not in the world either Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen ? speak you. malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an un- Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace, speakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius;
[sir, it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, came into my note.
Charge him too coldly : Tell him, you are sure, Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of All in Bohemia's well : this satisfaction him : It is a gallant child; one that, indeed, phy. The by-gone day proclaim'd; say this to him, sicks the subject, makes old hearts fresh ; they, He's beat from his best ward. that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet Leon.
Well said, Hermione. their life, to see him a man.
Her. To tell, he longs to see his son, were strong Arch. Would they else be content to die ? But let him say so then, and let him go;
Cam. Yes ; if there were no other excuse why But let him swear so, and he shall not stay, they should desire to live.
We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire Yet of your royal presence [to Polixenes.] I'll to live on crutches till he had one. [Exeunt.
The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia
Why, that was when You take my lord, I'll give him my commission, Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to To let him there a month, behind the gest
death, Prefix'd for his parting : yet, good deed, Leontes, Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, I love thee not a jar o' the clock behind
And clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, What lady she her lord.-You'll stay?
I am yours for ever.
It is Grace, indeed.-
Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose Pol. I may not, verily.
twice; Her. Verily!
The one for ever earn'd a royal husband; You put me off with limber vows: But I,
The other, for some while a friend. Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with
[Giving her hand to Polixenes. Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily, [oaths, Leon.
Too hot, too hot : [Aside. You shall not go; a lady's verily is
To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet?
I have tremor cordis on me :--my heart dances; Force me to keep you as a prisoner,
But not for joy,,not joy. This entertainment Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees,
May a free face put on; derive a liberty When you depart, and save your thanks. How From heartiness, from bounty, fertile tosom, say you?
And well become the agent: it may, I grant. My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread rerily, But to be paddling palms, and pinching fingers, One of them you shall be.
As now they are; and making practis'd smiles, Pol.
Your guest then, madam : As in a looking glass ;-and then to sigh, as 'twere To be your prisoner, would import offending;
The mort o' the deer; 0, that is entertainment Which is for me less easy to commit,
My bosom likes not, nor my brows.- Mamillius, Than you to punish.
Art thou my boy?
Ay, my good lord. But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you
I'fecks? Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were Why, that's my bawcock. What, hast smutch'd boys;
thy nose ? You were pretty lordlings then.
They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain, Pol.
We were, fair queen, We must be neat ; not neat, but cleanly, captain : Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf, But such a day to-morrow as to-day,
Are all call'd neat.-Still virginalling And to be boy eternal.
[Observing Polixenes and Herinione. Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two ? Upon his palm?-How now, you wanton calf ? Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk i' Art thou my calf ? the sun,
Yes, if you will, my lord. And bleat the one at the other : What we chang'd Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots Was innocence for innocence; we knew not
that I have, The doctrine of ill-doing, no, nor dream'd
To be full like me :-yet, they say we are That any did : Had we pursued that life,
Almost as like as eggs; women say so, And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd That will say any thing : But were they false With stronger blood, we should have answer'd As o'er-died blacks, as wind, as waters; false heaven
As dice are to be wish'd, by one that fixes Boldly, Not guilty; the imposition clear'd,
No bourn 'twixt his and mine; yet were it true Hereditary ours.
To say this boy were like me.-Come, sir page, Her. By this we gather,
Look on me with your welkin eye: Sweet villain You have tripp'd since.
Most dear'st! my collop !--Can thy dam ?-mayr Pol. O my most sacred lady,
be ? Temptations have since then been born to us : for Affection ! thy intention stabs the centre: In those unfledg'd days was my wife a girl ; Thou dost make possible, things not so held, Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes Communicat'st with dreams ;-(How can this Of my young play-fellow.
be ?) Her. Grace to boot !
With what's unreal thou coactive art, Of this make no conclusion ; lest you say,
And fellow'st nothing : Then, 'tis very credent, Your queen and I are devils: Yet, go on; Thou may'st co-join with something; and thou The offences we have made you do, we'll answer;
And hardening of my brows.
What means Sicilia" Her. He'll stay, my lord.
Her. He something seems unsettled.
How, my lord? Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st
What cheer ? how is't with you, best brother? To better purpose.
You look, Her. Never ?
As if you held a brow of much distraction : Leon.
Never, but once. Are you mov'd, my lord ? Her. What? have I twice said well? when Leon.
No, in good earnest,was't before ?
How sometimes nature will betray its folly, I pr'ythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime make us
To harder bosoms! Looking on the lines As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil tongueless,
Twenty-three years; and saw myself unbreech'd, Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled, Our praises are our wages: You may ride us, Lest it should bite its master, and so prove, With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere As ornaments oft do, too dangerous. With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal ;- How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, My last good was, to entreat his stay;
This quash, this gentleman :-Mine honest friend, What was my first ? it was an elder sister, Will you take eggs for money? Or I mistake you : 0, would her name were Grace! Min. No, my lord, I'll fight. But once before I spoke to the purpose: When ? Leon. You will? why, happy man be his doleNay, let me hav't; I long.
Are you so fond of your young prince, as we More than the common blocks :- Not noted, is't,
But of the finer natures? by some severals,
Of head piece extraordinary ? lower messes,
stand He makes a July's day short as December; Bohemia stays here longer. And, with his varying childness, cures in me Leon.
На ? Thoughts that would thick my blood.
Stays here longer. Leon.
So stands this squire Leon. Ay, but why? Offic'd with me : We two will walk, my lord, Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the entreaties And leave you to your graver steps.--Hermione, Of our most gracious mistress. How thou lov'st us, show in our brother's wel- Leon.
The en treaties of your mistress ? -satisfy ?-Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap :
Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo, Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's
With all the nearest things to my heart, as well Apparent to my heart.
My chamber-councils: wherein, priest-like, thou Her.
If you would seek us, Hast cleans'd my bosom; I from thee departed We are your's i'the garden : Shall's attend you Thy penitent reform'd: but we have been there?
Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd Leon. To your own bents dispose you : you'll be In that which seems so. found,
Be it forbid, my lord Be you beneath the sky :-I am angling now, Leon. To bide upon't ;--Thou art not honest: or Though you perceive me not how I give line. If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward; Go to, go to !
Which hoxes honesty behind, restraining ! Aside. Observing Polixenes and Hermione. From course requir'd: Or else thou must be counted How she holds up the neb, the bill to him ! A servant, grafted in my serious trust, And arms her with the boldness of a wife
And therein negligent: or else a fool, To her allowing husband! Gone already ;
That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake Inch-thick, knee-deep, o'er head and ears a fork'd
(Exeunt Polixenes, Hermione, And tak'st it all for jest.
My gracions lord,
Sometime puts forth : In your affairs, my lord, Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; If ever I were wilful-negligent, And many a man there is, even at this present, It was my folly; if industriously Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm, I play'd the fool, it was my negligence, That little thinks she has been sluic'd in his ab- Not weighing well the end ; if ever fearful sence,
To do a thing, where I the issue doubted, And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by Whereof the execution did cry out Sir Smile, his neighbour : nay, there's comfort in't, Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear Whiles other men have gates; and those gates Which oft affects the wisest: these, my lord, open'd,
Are such allow'd infirmities, that honesty As mine, against their will : Should all despair, Is never free of. But, 'beseech your grace, That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Be plainer with me: let me know my trespass Would hang themselves. Physick for't there is By its own visage : if I then deny it, none;
'Tis none of mine. It is a bawdy planet, that will strike
Have not you seen, Camillo, Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it, (But that's past doubt : you have; or your eye glass From east, west, north, and south : Be it concluded, Is thicker than a cuckold's horn ;) or heard, No barricado for a belly ; know it ;
(For, to a vision so apparent, rumour It will let in and out the enemy,
Cannot be mute,) or thought, (for cogitation With bag and baggage : many a thousand of us Resides not in that man, that does not think it,) Have the disease, and feel't not.-How now, boy? My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess, Mam. I am like you, they say.
(or else be impudently negative, Leon,
Why, that's some comfort.--To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then say, What! Camillo there?
My wife's a hobbyhorse ; deserves a name Cam. Ay, my good lord.
As rank as any flax-wench, that puts to Leon. Go play, Mamillius ; thou'rt an honest Before her troth-plight : say it, and justify it.
[Exit Mamillius. Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. My sovereign mistress clouded so, without Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor My present vengeance taken: 'Shrew my heart, hold:
You never spoke what did become you less When you cast out, it still came home.
Than this; which to reiterate, were sin Leon.
Didst note it? As deep as that, though true. Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; made Leon,
Is whispering nothing? His business more material.
Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses? Leon.
Didst perceive it ?- Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career They're here with me already; whispering, round of laughter with a sigh? (a note infallible ing,
of breaking honesty :) horsing foot on foot ? Sicilia is a so-forth : 'Tis far gone,
Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift? When I shall gust it last.-How came't, Camillo, Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes That he did stay ?
At the good queen's entreaty. With the pin and web, but theirs, theirs only, Leon. At the queen's, be't : good, should be per. That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing? tinent?
Why, then the world, and all that's in't, is nothing; But so it is, it is not. Was this taken
The covering sky is nothing; Bohemia nothing; By any understanding pate but thine ?
My wife is nothing ; nor nothing have these noFor thy conceit is soaking, will draw in
If this be nothing.
This is strange! methinks, Leon,
Say, it be; 'tis true. My favour here begins to warp. Not speak? Cam. No, no, my lord.
Hail, most royal sir !
Pol. What is the news i' the court ? Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless slave ;
None rare, my lord. Or else a hovering temporizer, that
Pol. The king hath on him such a countenance, Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil, As he had lost some province, and a region, Inclining to them both : Were my wife's liver Lor'd as he loves himself: even now I met him Infected as her life, she would not live
With customary compliment; when he, The running of one glass.
Wafting his eyes to the contrary, and falling Сат.
Who does infect her ? A lip of much contempt, speeds from me; and Leon. Why he, that wears her like her medal, So leaves me, to consider what is breeding, hanging
That changes thus his manners. About his neck, Bohemia : Who if I
Cam. I dare not know, my lord. Had servants true about me: that bare eyes
Pol. How ! dare not? do not. Do you know To see alike mine honour as their profits,
and dare not Their own particular thrifts,-they would do that Be intelligent to me? 'Tis thereabouts ; Which should undo more doing: Ay, and thou, For, to yourself, what you do know, you must, His cupbearer,—whom I from meaner form And cannot say, you dare not. Good Camillo, Have bench'd, and rear'd to worship; who may'st Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror.
Which shows me mine chang'd too : for I must br Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and earth sees heaven, A party in this alteration, finding How I am galled,-might'st bespice a cup,
Myself thus alter'd with it. To give mine enemy a lasting wink;
There is a sickness Which draught to me were cordial.
Which puts some of us in distemper ; but Сат.
Sir, my lord, I cannot name the disease ; and it is caught I could do this; and that with no rash potion, Of you that yet are well. But with a ling'ring dram, that should not work
How! caught of me? Maliciously like poison : But I cannot
Make me not sighted like the basilisk: Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress, I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the So sovereigaly being honourable.
better I have lov'd thee,
By my regard, but kill'd none so. Camillo, Leon.
Make't thy question, and go rot! As you are certainly a gentleman; thereto Dost think, I am so muddy, so unsettled,
Clerk-like, experienc'd, which no less adorns To appoint myself in this vexation ? sully
Our gentry, than our parents' noble names, The purity and whiteness of my sheets,
In whose success we are gentle, I beseech you, Which to preserve, is sleep; which being spotted, If you know aught which does behove my know Is goad3, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps ?
I may not answer. Could man so blench?
Pol. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well! Сат.
I must believe you, sir; I must be answer'd.- Dost thou hear, Camillo, I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for't :
I conjure thee, by all the parts of man,
Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near ; Leon.
Thou dost advise me, Which way to be prevented, if so be ;
Sir, I'll tell you; Cam. My lord,
Since I am charg'd in honour, and by him Go then ; and with a countenance as clear That I think honourable : Therefore, mark in As friendship wears at feasts, keep with Bohemia,
counsel; And with your queen: I am his cupbearer ;
Which must be even as swiftly follow'd, as If from me he have wholesome beverage,
I mean to utter it, or both yourself and me Account me not your servant.
Cry, lost, and so good-night.
This is all :
On, good Camillo.
Pol. By whom, Camillo ?
By the king,
For what? me.
[Erit. Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he Cam. O miserable lady But, for me,
swears, What case stand I in ? I must be the poisoner As he had seen't, or been an instrument Of good Polixenes : and my ground to do't To vice you to't,—that you have touch'd his queen Is the obedience to a master; one,
Forbiddenly. Who, in rebellion with himself, will have
0, then my best blood turn All that are his, so too.--To do this deed,
To an infected jelly; and my name Promotion follows: If I could find example Be yok'd with his, that did betray the best! Of thousands, that had struck anointed kings, Turn then my freshest reputation to And flourish'd after, I'd not do't: but since A savour, that may strike the dullest nostril Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment, bears not Where I arrive; and my approach be shunn'd, one,
Nay, hated too, worse than the great'st infection Let villainy itself forswear't. I must
That e'er was heard, or read ! Forsake the court: to do't, or no, is certain
Swear his thought over To me a break-neck. Happy star, reign now ! By each particular star in heaven, and Here comes Bohemia.
By all their influences, you may as wel.
Forbid the sea for to obey the moon,
A sad tale's best for winter As or, by oath, remove, or counsel, shake
I have one of sprites and goblins. The fabrick of his folly; whose foundation
Let's have that, sir. Is pil'd upon his faith, and will continue
Come on, sit down :-Come on, and do your best The standing of his body.
To fright me with your sprites. you're powerful Pol. How should this grow? Mam. There was a man,
[at it. Cam. I know not : but, I am sure, 'tis safer to Her.
Nay, come, sit down ; ther on. Avoid what's grown, than question how 'tis born. Mam. Dwelt by a church-yard ;-I will tell it If therefore you dare trust my honesty,
Yon crickets shall not hear it.
(softly; That lies enclosed in this trunk, which you
Come on then, Shall bear along impawn'd,-away to-night. And give't me in mine ear. Your followers I will whisper to the business :
Enter Leontes, Antigonus, Lords, and others. And will, by twos, and threes, at several posterns, Clear them o' the city : For myself, I'll put
Leon. Was he met there ? his train ? Camillo My fortunes to your vice, which are here
with him ? By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain ;
1 Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them; for, by the honour of my parents, I
never Have utter'd truth : which if you seek prove, Saw I men scour so on their way: I ey'd them I dare not stand by ; nor shall you be safer Even to their ships. Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, Leon.
How bless'd am I His execution sworn.
(thereon In my just censure ! in my true opinion ! Pol. I do believe thee;
Alack, for lesser knowledge !-How accurs'd, I saw his heart in his face. Give me thy hand ; In being so blest !-There may be in the cup Be pilot to me, and thy places shall
A spider steep'd, and one may drink ; depart, Still neighbour mine : My ships are ready, and And yet partake no venom ; for his knowledge My people did expect my hence departure
Is not infected: but if one present Two days ago.—This jealousy
The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known Is for a precious creature : as she's rare,
How he hath drank, he cracks his gorge, his sides, Must it be great ; and, as his person's mighty, With violent hefts --I have drank, and seen the Must it be violent : and as he does conceive
spider. He is dishonour'd by a man which ever
Camillo was his help in this, his pander :Profess'd to him, why, his revenges must
There is a plot against my life, my crown ; In that be made more bitter. Fear o'ershades me : All's true that is mistrusted : that false villain, Good expedition be my friend, and comfort Whom I employ'd, was pre-employ'd by him : The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing He has discover'd my design, and I Of his ill-ta'en suspicion ! Come, Camillo ;
Remain a pinch'd thing ; yea, I will respect thee as a father ; if
For them to play at will :
-How came the posThou bear'st my life off hence : Let us avoid. So easily open ?
[terns Cam. It is in mine authority, to command
I Lord. By his great authority ;
I know't too well.
Though he does bear some signs of me, yet you
Have too much blood in him.
What is this ? sport?
Leon. Bear the boy hence, he shall not come Enter Hermione, Mamillius, and Ladies.
about her ; Her. Take the boy to you : he so troubles me, Away with him :-and let her sport herself 'Tis past enduring.
With that she's big with ; for 'tis Polixenes I Lady.
Come, my gracious lord. Has made thee swell thus. Shall I be your play-fellow ?
But I'd say, he had not, Мат.
No, I'll none of you. And, I'll be sworn, you would believe my saying, 1 Lady. Why, my sweet lord ?
Howe'er you lean to the nayward. Mam. You'll kiss me hard ; and speak to me as if Leon.
You, my lords, I were a baby still.- I love you better.
Look on her, mark her well; be but about 2 Lady. And why so, my good lord ?
To say, she is a goodly lady, and
Not for because The justice of your hearts will thereto add, Your brows are blacker ; yet black brows, they say, 'Tis pity, she's not honest, honourable : Become some women best ; so that there be not Praise her but for this her without-door form, Too much hair there, but in a semi-circle, (Which, on my faith, deserves high speech,) and Or half-moon made with a pen.
straight 2 Lady.
Who taught you this ? The shrug, the hum, or ha; these petty brands, Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces.- Pray That calumuy doth use :-O, I am out, What colour are your eye-brows ?
(now That mercy does; for calumny will sear 1 Lady.
Blue, my lord Virtue itself :—these shrugs, these hums, and ha's, Mam. Nay, that's a mock : I have seen a lady's When you have said, she's goodly, come between, That has been blue, but not her eye-brows. (nose Ere you can say she's honest : But be it known, 2 Lady.
Hark ye : From him that has most cause to grieve it should The queen, your mother, rounds apace : we shall She's an adultress.
(be, Present our services to a fine new prince,
Should a villain say so, One of these days; and then you'd wanton with us, The most replenish'd villain in the world, If we would have you.
He were as much more villain : you, my lord, She is spread of late Do but mistake. Into a goodly bulk : Good time encounter her! Leon.
You have mistook, my lady, Her. What wisdom stirs amongst you ? Come, Polixenes for Leontes : 0 thou thing, sir, now
Which I'll not call a creature of thy place, 1 am for you again : Pray you, sit by us,
Lest barbarism, making me the precedent, And tell's a tale.
Should a like language use to all degrees, Mam.
Merry, or sad shall't be ? And mannerly dístinguishment leave out Her. As merry as you will.
Petwixt the prince and beggar I have said,