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Leo. We are tougher, brother,
Leo. One seven-night longer.
Leo. We'll part the time between's then ; and in that I'll no gain-saying
Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you, so; There is no tongue that moves; none, none i'the world, So soon as yours, could win me : so it fhould now, Were there necessity in your request, although 'Twere needful I deny'd it. My affairs Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder, Were, 'in your love a whip to me; my stay, To you a charge and trouble: to save both, Farewel, our brother.
Leo. Tongue-ty'd, our queen ? speak you.
Her. I had thought, fir, to have held my peace, until You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, fir, Charge him too coldly : Tell him, you are sure, All in Bohemia's well: this satisfaction The by-gone day proclaim’d; say this to him, He's beat from his best ward.
Leo. Well said, Hermione.
Her. To tell, he longs to see his fun, were strong:
[To Polixenes. The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia You take my lord, I'll give you my, commission,
* We are tougher, brother, than you can put us to't.]-We are not fo foon tired of our friends, as you will find on the experiment. jour love, a whip to me ; ]-tho' meant in kindness, a pain to me.
* To let him there a month, behind the list
Pol. No, madamn.
Pol. Your guest then, madam :
Her. Not your goaler then,
lord's tricks, and yours, when you were boys ; You were pretty o lordings then.
Pol. We were, fair queen,
m To let him there a month, behind the lift.)-To detain him there a month beyond the limit, or time appointed for his departure. geft.ftage, journey, progress-the journal of days, and itages in a royal progress.
good-deed, ]-in very deed-good beed-&c, take you note, observe well, at the same time, Leontes, I love thee not a tittle less than any other lady loves her lord. lordings)-diminutive of lord.
But such a day to-morrow as to-day,
Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o'the two ?
Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk i'the fun,
Her. By this we gather,
Pol. O my most facred lady,
Her. 9 Grace to boot!
first sinn'd with us, and that with us
Leo. Is he won yet?
Leo. At my request he would not.
P impofition clear'd,]—that fine upon human nature being removed, taken off; setting aside the charge of original fin. 9 Grace 10 boot ! ]-Grace defend us !
Her. Never ?
Her. What? have I twice said well? when was't before?
Leo. Why, that was when
Her. 'It is Grace, indeed, -
[Giving her hand to Polixenes. Leo. Too hot, too hot:
[-Aside. To mingle
ciendship far, is mingling bloods. I have tremor cordis on me :-my heart dances; But not for joy,—not joy. This entertainment
' we heat an acre-But to the goal; ]-run the space of, over-run it. -But to come to the point I was aiming at.
And clap thyself my love ;]- And declare, by clapping thy palm to mine, by Atriking hands. clepe-call thyself.
It is Grace, indeed.)-This indulgence of her with for the stay of Polixenes. * tremor cordis)—a palpitation of the heart.
May a free face put on; derive a liberty
Mam. Ay, my good lord.
[Observing Polixenes and Hermione. Upon his palm ?-How now, you wanton calf? Art thou my calf?
Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord. · Leo. Thou want'st a “ rough palh, and the shoots that
The mort o'the deer ;]>A lesson on the horn at his death. * my bawcock.]--my brave boy. y not neat,]-not horned cattle. z virginalling ]-playing, as on a spinnet, with her fingers.
a rough pash, and the shoots]-a rough pate, like a bull calf, and the horns.
b As o'er-dy'd blacks,]—dy!d too much, and thereby rotted, and made rusty. that fixes no bourn 'twixt his and mine;]-that plays the deepeft.