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To tire your royalty.

With stronger blood, we should have answer'd Lon.

We are tougher, brother, heaven Than you can put us to't.

Boldly, Not Guilty; the imposition clear'd, Pol.

No longer stay. Hereditary ours. Leon. One seven-night longer.


By this we gather, Pol.

Very sooth, to-morrow. You have tripp'd since. Leon. We'll part the time between's then; and Pol.

O my most sacred lady, I'll no gainsaying.

[in that Temptations have since then been born to us : Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you, so;

for There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' In those unfledg'd days was my wife a girl : the world,

Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes So soon as yours, could win me: so it should now, Of my young play-fellow. Were there necessity in your request, althongh Her.

Grace to boot! "Twere needful I denied it. My affairs of this make no conclusion; lest you say, Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder Your queen and I are devils: Yet, go on; Were, in your love, a whip to me; my stay, The offences we have made you do, we'll answer, To you a charge and trouble: to save both, If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us Farewell, our brother.

You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd not Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen? speak you. With any but with us. Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace,


Is he won yet? until

[You, sir, Her. He'll stay, my lord. You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. Leon.

At my request, he would not. Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure, Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st All in Bohemia's well: this satisfaction To better purpose. The by-gone day proclaim'd; say this to him, Her.

Never? He's beat from his best ward.


Never, but once. Leon.

Well said, Hermione. Her. What? have I twice said well? when Her. To tell belongs to see his son, were strong:

was't before ?

[make us But let him say so then, and let him go; I pry'thee, tell me: Cram us with praise and But let him swear so, and he shall not stay, As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.

tongueless, Yet of your royal presence (To POLIXENES] I'll Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. adventure

Our praises are our wages: You may ride us, The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere You take my lord, I'll give him my commission, with spur we heat an acre. But to the goal;To let him there a month, behind the gest My last good deed was, to entreat his stay; Prefix'd for his parting: yet good deed, Leontes, What was my first it has an elder sister, I love thee not a jar o' the clock behind Or I mistake you: 0, 'would, her name were What lady she her lord.—You'll stay?

Grace ! Pol.

No, madam. But once before I spoke to the purpose: When? Her. Nay, but you will ?

Nay, let me hav't; 1 long.
I may not, verily. Leon.

Why, that was when Her. Verily!

Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to You put me off with limber vows: But I,

death, Though you would seek to unsphere the stars Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, with oaths,

And clap thyself my love: then didst thou utter, Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily,

I am yours for ever. You shall not go; a lady's verily is


It is grace, indeed.As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet? Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose Force me to keep you as a prisoner,

twice: Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees, The one for ever earn'd a royal husband; When you depart, and save your thanks. How The other, for some while a friend. say you?

[Giving her hand to POLIXENES. My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread verily. Leon.

Too hot, too hot: [Aside. One of them you shall be.

To mingle friendship for, is mingling bloods. Pol.

Your guest then, madam; I have tremor cordis on me :--my heart dances; To be your prisoner, should import offending;' But not for joy,—not joy. - This entertainment Which is for me less easy to commit,

May a free face put on; derive a liberty Than you to punish.

From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom, Her.

Not your gaoler then, And well become the agent: it may, I grant: But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you But to be paddling palms, and pinching tingers, Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were As now they are: and making practis'd smiles, You were pretty lordlings then. (boys; i Asin a looking-glass;--and then tosigh,as'twere Pol.

We were, fair queen, The mort o'the deer; 0, that is entertainment Two lads that thought there was no more behind, My bosom likes not, nor my brows.-Mamillius, But such a day to-morrow as to-day,

Art thou my boy? And to be boy eternal.


Ay, my good lord. Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the


I'fecks? two?

(i' the sun, Why, that's my bawcock. What, hast smutch'd Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk thy nose ? And bleat the one at the other: what we chang'd, They say, its a copy out of mine. Come captain, Was innocence for innocence; we knew not

We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly,captain: The doctrine of ill doing, no, nor dream'd And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf, That any did: Had we pursued that lite, Are all call'd neat.-Still virginalling And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd



Upon his palm? How now, you wanton calf ? Go, play, boy, play;---thy mother plays, and I Art thou my calf?

Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue Mam.

Yes, if you will, my lord. Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the Will be my knell.-Go, play, boy, play-There shoots that I have,

have been, To be full like me : yet, they say, we are Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; Almost as like as eggs; women say so, And many a man there is, even at this present, That will say any thing: But were they false Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the As o'er-dyed blacks, as wind, as waters; false arin,

(absence, As dice are to be wish'd, by one that tixes That little thinks, she has been sluic'd in his No bourn 'twixt his and mine; yet were it true And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by To say this boy were like me.-Come, sir page, Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort Look on me with your welkin eye; Sweet vil


Lopend, lain!

'smay't be? Whiles other men have gates; and those gates Most dear'st! my collop! - Can thy dam? As mine, against their will: Should all despair, Affection! thy intention stabs the centre: That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Thou dost make possible, things not so held; Would hang themselves. Physick for't there is Communicat'st with dreams;-Ilow can this It is a bawdy planet, that will strike (none : With what's unreal thou coactive art, [he ?) - Where'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent, it,

(cluded, Thou may'st conjoin with something; and thou From east, west, north, and south; Be it condost;

No barricado for a belly; know it; (And that beyond commission, and I find it;) It will let in and out the enemy, And that to the infection of my brains, With bag and baggage : many a thousand of us And hardening of my brows.

Have the disease, and feel't not.--How now, boy? Pol.

What means Sicilia ? Mam. I am like you, they say. Her. He something seems unsettled.


Why that's some comfort.Pol.

How, my lord ? What! Camillo there? What cheer? how is't with you, best brother? Cam. Ay, my good lord. Her.

You look,

Lcon. Go play, Mamillius; thou’rt an honest As if you held a brow of much distraction:

(Eril MAMILLIUS. Are you mov'd, my lord ?

Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. Leon.

No, in good earnest.- Cam. Yon had much ado to make his anchor How sometimes nature will betray its folly, When you cast out, it still came home. (hold: Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime Leon.

Didst note it? To harder bosoms! Looking on the lines Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; Of my boy's face, methought I did recoil His business mere material.

(made Twenty-three years; and saw myself unbreech'd, Leon.

Didst perceive it?In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled, They're here with me already: whispering, Lest it should bite its master, and so prove, Sicilia is a so-forth: 'Tis far gone, (rounding, As ornaments oft do, too dangerous.

When I shall gustit last.-How came't, Camillo, How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, That he did stay? This squash, this gentleman : -Mine honest Cam.

At the good queen's entreaty. Will you take eggs for money? [friend, Leon. At the queen's, be't: good, should be

Mat No, my lord, I'll tigh [My brother, pertinent;

Leon. You will? why, happy man be lis dole! But so it is, it is not. Was this taken
Are you so fond of your young prince, as we By any understanding pate but thine ?
Do seem to be of ours ?

For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in
If at home, sir,

More than the common blocks Not noted, is't, He's all my exercise, my mirth my matter: But of the finer natnres? by some severals, Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy; Of head-piece extraordinary ? lower messes, My parasite, my soldier, statesinan, all : Perchance, are to this business purblind : say. He makes a July's day short as December; Cam. Business, my lord? I think, most unAnd, with his varying childness, cures in me Bohemia stays here longer.

[derstand Thoughts that would thick my blood.


So stands this squire Cam.

Stays here longer.
Offic'd with me: We too will walk, my lord, Leon. Ay, but why?
And leave you to yourgraver steps.-Hermione, Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the en-
How thou lov'st ns, show in our brother's wel- of our most gracious mistress. [treaties
Let what is dear in Sicily be cheap : [come; Leon.

Satisfy Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's The entreaties of your mistress ?---Satisfy?Apparent to my heart.

Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo, Her.

If you would seek us, With all the nearest things to my heart, as well We are yours i' the garden; Shall's attend you My chamber-councils: wherein, priestlike, thou there?

(be found, Hast cleans'd my bosom; I froin thee departed Leon. To your own bents dispose you: you'll Thy penitent reformd: but we have been Be you beneath the sky :-I am angling now, Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd Though you perceive me not how I give line! In that which seems so. Go to, go to! [Aside. Observing Pol. and HER. Cam.

Be it forbid, my lord! How she holds up the neb, the bill to him' Leon. To bide upon't :- Thou art not honest: And arms her with the boldness of a wife

or, To her allowing husband ! Gone already! If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward, Inch-thick, knee-deep, o'er head and ears a which boxes honesty behind, restraining fork'd one

From course requird: or else thou must be (Eceunt Pol. HER. and Attendants. A servant, grafted in any serious trust, (counted

And therein negligent; or else a fool, Their own particular thrifts,--they would do
That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake that
And tak'st it all for jest.

(drawn, which should undo more doing: Ay, and thou, Cam.

My gracious lord, His cup-bearer,--whom I from meaner form I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful; Havc bench'd, and reard to worship; who In every one of these no man is free,

may'st see

(heaven, But that his negligence, his folly, fear, Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and earth sees Amongst the infinite doings of the world, How I am galled, -might'st bespice a cup, Sometime puts forth : In your affairs, my lord, To give mine enemy a lasting wink; If ever I were wilful-negligent,

Which draught to me were cordial. It was my folly; if industriously


Sir, my lord, I play'd the fool, it was my negligence, I could do this: and that with no rash potion, Not weighing well the end; if ever fearful But with a ling'ring dram, that should not work To do a thing, where I the issue doubted, Maliciously like poison: But I cannot Whereof the execution did cry out

Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress, Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear So sovereignly being honourable. Which oft affects the wisest: these, my lord, I have lov'd thee,Are such allow'd infirmities, that honesty Leon. Make't thy question, and go rot! Is never free of. But, 'beseech your grace, Dost think, I am so muddy, so unsettled, Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass To appoint myself in this vexation? sully By its own visage: if I then deny it,

The purity and whiteness of my sheets, 'Tis none of inine.

Which to preserve is sleep; which being spotted, Leon,

Have not you seen, Camillo, Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps ? (But that's past doubt: you have; or your eye- Give scandal to the blood o' the prince my son, glass

Who, I do think is mine, and love as mine; Is thicker than a cuckold's horn); or heard, Without ripe moving to't? Would I do this? (For, to a vision so apparent, rumour

Could man so blench? Cannot be mute), or thought,—(for cogitation Cm.

I must believe you, sir; Resides not in that man, that does not think it)- I do: and will fetch off Bohemia fort; My wife is slippery? If thon wilt confess, Provided, that when he's remov’d, your highness (Or else be impudently negative, (say, Will take again your queen, as yours at tirst; To have por eyes, nor ears, nor thonght), then Even for your son's sake; and, thereby, for My wife's a hobby-horse; deserves a name

sealing As rank as any flax-wench, that puts to The injury of tongues in courts and kingdoms Before her troth-plight : say it, and justify it.

Known and allied to yours. Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear Leon.

'Thou dost advise me, My sovereign mistress clouded so, without Even so as I mine own course have set down : My present vengeance taken: 'Shrew my heart, I'll give no blemish to her honour noue. You never spoke what did become you less Cam. My lord, Than this, which to reiterate, were sin Go then; and with a countenance as clear As deep as that, though true.

As friendship wears at feasts, keep with BoheLeon,

Is whispering nothing? mia, Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses? And with your queen: I am his cupbearer; Kissing with inside lip? stopping the career If from me he have wholesome beverage, Of laughter with a sigh? (a note infallible Account me not your servant. 01 breaking honesty :) horsing foot on foot?


This is all: Skulking in corners? wishing clocks inore swift? Do't and thou hast the one half of my heart; Ilours, minutes ? noon, midnight? and all eyes Do't not, thou splitst thine own. blind


I'll do't, my lord. With pin and web, but theirs, theirs only, Leon. I will seem friendly, as thou hast advis'd That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing?

[Exit. Why then, the world, and all that's in't, is no- Cam. O miserable lady!--But, for me, thing;

What case stand I in? I must be the poisoner The covering sky is nothing; Bohemia nothing; Of good Polixenes: and my ground to do't My wife is nothing; nor uothing have these Is the obedience to a master; one, If this be nothing.

(nothings, Who, in rebellion with himself, will have Cam.

Good my lord, be cur'd All that are his, so t00.–To do this deed, Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes ;

Promotion follows: If I could find example For 'tis most dangerous.

Of thousands, that had struck anointed kings, Leon.

Say, it be; 'tis true. And Hourish'd after, I'd not do't: but since Cam. No, no, my lord.

Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment, bears not Leon.

It is: you lie, you lie: Let villany itself forswear't. I must [one, I say, thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee: Forsake the court: to do't, or no, is certain Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless slave; To me a break-neck. Happy star, reigu now! Or else a hovering temporizer, that

Here comes Bohemia, Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil,

Luter POLIXENES. Inclining to thein both: Were my wife's liver Pol.

• This is strange! methinks, Infected as her life, she would not live My favour here begins to warp. Not speak ?The running of one glass.

Good-cay, Camillo.
Who does infect her? Cam.

Hail, most royal sir! Leon. Why he, that wears her like his medal, Pol. What is the news if the court! hanging


None rare, my lord. About his neck, Bohemia: Who-if I

Pol. The king hath on him such a countenance, Had servants true about me: that bare eyes As he had lost some province, and a region, To see alike mine honour as their profits, Lov'd as he loves himself: even now I met him



With customary compliment; when he 1. Cam. I know not: but, I am sure, 'tis safer to
Wafting his eyes to the contrary, and falling Avoid what's grown, than question how 'tis born.
A lip of much contempt, speeds from me; and If therefore you dare trust my honesty, -
So leaves me, to consider what is breeding, That lies enclosed in this trunk, which you
That changes thus his manners.

Shall bear along impawn'd,--away to-night. Cam. I dare not know, iny lord.

Your followers I will whisper to the business; Pol. How ! dare not ? do not. Do you know, And will, by twos, and threes, at several posterns, and dare not

Clear them o' the city: For myself, I'll put Be intelligent to me? 'Tis thereabouts ; My fortunes to your service, which are here For, to yourself, what you do know, you must; By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain : And cannot say, you dare not. Good Camillo, For, by the honour of my parents, I Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror, Have utter'd truth: which if you seek to prove, Which shows me mine chang'd too: for I must be I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer A party in this alteration, finding

Than one condemn'd by the king's own month, Myself thus alter'd with it.

Jlis execution sworn.

(thereon Cam. There is a sickness Pol.

I do believe thee : Which pnts some of us in distemper; but I saw his heart in his face. Give me thy hand; I cannot name the disease; and it is caught Be pilot to me, and thy places shall Of you that yet are well.

Still neighbour mine : My ships are ready, and Pol.

How! caught of me? My people did expect my hence departure Make me not sighted like the basilisk: Two days ago.--This jealousy I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the Is for a precious creature : as she's rare, better

Milst it be great; and, as his person's mighty, By my regard, but kill'd none so. Camillo, Must it be violent; and, as he does conceive, As you are certainly a gentleman; thereto He is dishonour'd by a man which ever Clerk-like, experienc'd, which no less adorns Professid to him, why, his revenges must Our gentry, than our parents' noble names, In that be made more bitter. Fearo'ershades me, In whose sticcess we are gentle,- | beseech you, Good expedition be my friend, and comfort If you know aught which does behove my know- The gracious queen, part of his theme, but noThereof to be inform’d, imprison it not [ledge thing In ignorant concealment.

Of his ill-ta'en suspicion! Come, Camillo; Cam.

I may not answer. I will respect thee as a father, if Pol. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well! Thou bear'st my life off hence: Let us avoid. I must be answer'd.- Dost thou hear, Camillo, Cam. It is in mine authority, to command I conjure thee, by all the parts of man, [least The keys of all the posterns: Please your highWhich honour does acknowledge.---whereof the Is not this suit of mine,--that thou declare To take the urgent hour: come, sir, away. What incidency thou dost guess of liarm

Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near ;
Which way to be prevented, if to be;
If not, how best to bear it.

Art secand.
Sir, I tell you;

SCENE I. The Same.
Since I am charg'd in honour, and by him
That I think honourable : Therefore, mark my Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLius, and Ladies.

Her. Take the boy to you: he so troubles me. Which must be even as swiftly follow'd, as 'Tis past enduring. I mean to utter it; or both yourself and me

1 Lady.

Come, my gracious lord, Cry, loel, and so good-night.

Shall I be your playrellow ?
On, good Camillo. Vam.

No, I'll none of yon. Com. I am appointed him to murder you. 1 Lody. Why, my sweet lord ? (as if Pol. By whom, Camillo ?

Mam. You'll kiss me hard; and speak to me Cam.

By the king. I were a baby still.- I love you better.

For what? 2 Lady. And why su, my lord ? Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he Mam.

Not for because swears,

Your brows are blacker; yet black brows they As he had seen't, or been an instrument

say, To vice you to't-that you have touch'd his Become some women best; so that there be not Forbiddenly.

[queen Too much hair there, but in a semicircle, Pol.

0, then my best blood turn Or half-moon made with a pen. To an infected jelly; and my name

2 Lady.

Who taught you this? Be yok'd with his, that did betray the best! Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces.--Pray Turn then my freshest reputation to

What colour are your eyebrows? (now A savour, that may strike the dullest nostril

1 Lady.

Blue, my lord. Where I arrive; and my approach be shunnid, Mam. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a lady's Nay, hated too, worse than the great'st infection That e'er was heard, or read !

That has been blue, but not her eyebrows. Cam. Swear his thought over 2 Lady.

Hark ye : By each particular star in heaven, and The queen, your mother, rounds apace: we shall By all their influences, you may as well Present our services to a fine new prince, Forbid the sea for to obey the moon,

One of these days, and then you'd wanton with As or, by oath, remove, or counsel, shake If we would have you.

(us, The fabrick of his folly; whose foundation 1 Lady.

She is spread of late Is pild upon his faith, and will continue

Into a goodly bulk : Good time encounter her! The standing of his body.

Her. What wisdom stirs amongst you? Come, Pol.

How should this grow? sir, now



I am for you again: Pray you, sit by is,


Should a villain say so, And tell's a tale.

The most replenish'd villain in the world, Man.

Merry, or sad, shall 't be ? He were as much more villain: you, my lord,
Her. As merry as you will.

Do but mistake.
A sad tale's best for winter:


You have mistook, my lady, I have one of sprites and goblins.

Polixenes for Leontes: 0 thou thing, Her.

Let's have that, sir. Which I'll not call a creature of thy place, Come on, sit down :-Come on, and do your best Lest barbarism, making me the precedent, To fright me with your sprites: you're powerful Should a like language use to all degrees, Mam. There was a man,

[at it. And mannerly distinguishment leave out Iler.

Nay, come, sit down; then on. Betwixt the prince and beggar!-I have said, Mam. Dwelt by a church-yard ;-I will tell it She's an adultress; I have said with whom : Yon ckets shall not hear it.

[softly; More, she's a traitor! and Camillo is Her.

Come on then, A federary with her; and one that knows And give 't me in mine ear.

What she should shame to know herself,

But with her most vile principal, that she's
Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and Others. A bed-swerver, even as bad as those
Leon. Was he met there? his train? Camillo That vulgars give bold’st titles; ay, and privy
with him?

(never To this their late escape. 1 Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them; Her.

No, by my life,
Saw I men scour so on their way: I ey'd them Privy to none of this: How will this grieve you,
Even to their ships.

When you shall come to clearer knowledge, that

How bless'd am I You thus have published me? Gentle my lord,
In my just censure! in my true opinion ! You scarce can right me throughly then, to say
Alack, for lesser knowledge! How accurs'd, You did mistake.
In being so blest!-- There may be in the cup Leon.

No, no; if I mistake
A spider steep'd, and one may drink; depart, In those foundations which I build upon,
And yet partake no venom; for his knowledge The centre is not big enough to bear
Is not infected: but if one present

A school-boy's top:- Away with her to prison:
The abhorrd ingredient to his eye; make known He, who shall speak for her, is afar off guilty,
How he hath druuk, he cracks his gorge, his But that he speaks.


Her. There's some ill planet reigns;
With violent hefts: I have drunk, and seen the I must be patient, till the heavens look
Camillo was his help in this, his pander:-- With an aspect more favourable.--Good my
There is a plot against my life, my crown; I am not prone to weeping, as our sex [lords,
All's true that is mistrusted:-that false villain, Commonly are; the want of which vain dew,
Whom I employ'd, was pre-employed by him: Perchance, shall dry your pities : but I have,
He has discovered my design, and I

That honourable grief lodgd here, which burns
Remain a pinch'd thing; yea, a very trick Worse than tears drown : 'Beseech you all, my
For them to play at will : -Ilow came the pos- lords,
So easily open ?

[terns with thoughts so qualified as your charities
1 Lord. By his great authority; Shall best instruct you, measure me;-and so
Which often hath no less prevail'd than so, The king's will be perforin'd!
On your command.


Shall I be heard ?
I know 't too well.

[To the Guards. Give me the boy; I am glad you did not nurse Her. Who is't that goes with me?--'Beseech him:

your highness, Though he does bear some signs of me, yet you My women may be with me; for, you see, Have too much blood in him.

My plight requires it. Do not weep, good fools; Her,

What is this? sport? There is no cause: when you shall kuow your Leon. Bear the boy hence, he shall not come mistress about her:

Has deserv'd prison, then abound in tears, Away with him:-and let her sport herself As I come out: this action, I now go on, With that she's big witb; for 'tis Polixenes Is for my better grace.-Adieu, my lord: Has made thee swell thus.

I never wish'd to see you sorry; now, ler.

But I'd say, he had not, I trust, I shall. ----My women, come; you havo And, I'll be sworn, you would believe my saying, I.con. Go, do our bidding; hence. [leave. Howe'er you lean to the nayward.

(Exeunt Queen and Ladies. Icon.

You, my lords, 1 Lord. 'Beseech your highness, call the qneen Look on her, mark her well; be but about


(justice To say, she is a goodly lady, and

Ant. Be certain what you do, sir; lest your The justice of your hearts will thereto add, Prove violence; in the which three great ones 'Tis pity, she's not honest, honourable:

Yourself, your queen, your son. (suffer, Praise her but for this her without-door form, 1 Lord.

For her, my lord,(Which, on my faith, deserves high speech) and I dare my life lay down, and will do't, sir, straight

Please you to accept it, that the queen is spotless The shrug, the hum, or ha; these petty brands, l' the eyes of heaven, and to you; I mean, That calomny doth use :-0, I am out,

In this which you accuse her. That merey does; for calumny will sear [has, Ant.

If it prove Virtue itself;—these shrugs, these hums, and she's otherwise, I'll keep my stables where When you have said, she's goodly, come be. I lodge my wife; l'll go in couples with her; tween,

Then when I feel, and see her, no further trust Ere you can say she's honest: But be it known. For every inch of woman in the world. [her; From him that has most cause to grieve it should Ay, every dram of woman's flesh, is faise, She's an adultress.

[be, If she be.

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