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No bourn 'twixt his and mine ; yet were it true
To say, this boy were like me.-Come, sir page,
Look on me with your awelkin-eye : Sweet villain !
Most dear'st ! *my.collop !-Can thy dam? may't be?
Affection ! 'thy intention stabs the center.
Thou dost make posible things not so held,
Communicat'st with dreams, How can this be?
With what's unreal thou coactive art,
And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent,
Thou may'st co-join with something; and thou dost;
And that beyond commission; and I find it,
And that to the infection of my brains,
And hardning of my brows.
Pol. What means Sicilia?
Her. He something seems unsettled.
Pol. How? my lord ?---
What cheer? how is't with you, best brother?
Her. You look,
As if you held a brow of much distraction :
Are you mov’d, my lord ?
Leo. No, in good earnest.-
How sometimes nature will betray its folly,
Its tenderness; and make itself a pastime
To harder bofoms !-looking on the lines
Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil
Twenty three years; and saw myself unbreech'd,
In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled,
Left it should bite its master, and so prove,
As ornament oft does, too dangerous.
d welkin-eye-sky blue.
my coliop!]-part of myself, a collop of my fesh.”
Henry VI, Pt. I, AC V, Sc. 5. Shep. thy intention ftabs the center.]—when thou art most intense, how oft doft thou receive a mortal ftab? 8 credent,]-probable. commiffion;]-what I allow.
How like, methought, I then was to this kernel,
'This squash, this gentleman:-Mine honest friend,
* Will you take eggs for money?
Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight.
Leo. You will? why, 'happy man be his dole !-My
so fond of your young prince, as we Do seem to be of ours ?
Pol. If at home, fir,
He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter :
Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy;
My parasite, my soldier, states-man, all :
He makes a July's day short as December ;
And, with his varying childness, cures in me
Thoughts that would thick my blood.
Leo. So stands this squire
Offic'd with me: We two will walk, my lord,
And leave you to your graver steps.—Hermione,
How thou lov'st us, shew in our brother's welcome ;
Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap :
Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's
Apparent to my heart.
would seek us,
We are yours i'the garden : Shall's attend you there?
Leo. To your own bents dispose you: you'll be found,
Be you beneath the sky :-I am angling now,
Though you perceive me not how I give line ;
[Afde, observing Hermione.
i This squash,)
" as a squash is before 'tis a peascod."
Twelfth Night, A& I, Sc. 5. Mal. * Will you take eggs for money ?)-If ordered to fand, will you deliver without resistance ? Will you put up an affront tamely?
I happy man be his dole!]-I wish you good luck then. MERRY
WIVES OF WINDSOR, AC III, Sc. 4. Slen.
Go to, go to !
How she holds up the neb, the bill to him!
And arms her with the boldness of a wife
[Exeunt Polixenes, Hermione, and Attendants.
To her allowing husband ! Gone already ;
Inch-thick, knee-deep; o'er head and ears "a fork'd one.-
Go, play, boy, play ; thy mother plays, and I
Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue
Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour
Will be my knell.-Go, play, boy, play ;-There have
Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now;
And many a man there is, even at this present,
Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm
That little thinks she hath been Nuic'd in his absence,
And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by
Sir Smile, his neighbour : nay, there's comfort in't,
Whiles other men have gates; and those gates open'd,
As mine, against their will: Should all despair,
That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind
Would hang themselves. Physick for't there is none;
It is a bawdy planet, that will strike
Where 'tis predominant; and o'tis powerful, think it,
From east, west, north, and south : Be it concluded,
No barricado for a belly ; know it;
It will let in and out the enemy,
With bag and baggage : many a thousand of us
Have the disease, and feel't not.--How now, boy?
Mam. I am like you, they say.
Leo. Why, that's some comfort.What? Camillo there?
Cam. Ay, my good lord.
a fork'd one. ]—a cuckold. • 'tis powerful, )--acts powerfully all over the world.
Leo. Go play, Mamillius ; thour't an honest man.
[Exit Mamillius. Camillo, this great fir will yet stay longer.
Cam. You had much ado to make ? his anchor hold; When you cast out, . it still came home.
Leo. Didit note it?
Cam. He would not stay at your petitions ; ' made His business more material.
Leo. Didst perceive it? • They're here with me already ; whispering, rounding, Sicilia is a-so forth. 'Tis far gone, When I shall' gust it last.—How came't, Camillo, That he did stay?
Cam. At the good queen's entreaty.
Leo. At the queen's, be't : good, should be pertinent; But " so it is, it is not. Was this taken By any understanding pate but thine ? For thy conceit is " soaking, will draw in More than the common blocks :-Not noted is't, But of the finer natures ? by some severals, Of head--piece extraordinary ? * lower meses, Perchance, are to this business purblind : say.
Cam. Business, my lord? I think, most understand
Bohemia stays here longer.
Leo. Ha !
Cam. Stays here longer.
P his anchor)-the anchor thrown out to stop him. 9 it still came home.)-it had no effect.
I made his business more material.)--pretending that the business, which call’d him away, was of the last consequence.
• They're bere with me already; whispering, rounding, )-The eyes of the people are upon me; whispering, buzzing. KING JOHN, AA II, Faul.
guftit]-perceive it. so ir is,)-being so applied.
Soaking ]--of the absorbent fort. * lower mefes,]-the lower order of courtiers; persons of less pene. tration.
Leo. Ay, but why?
Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the entreaties
Of our most gracious mistress.
The entreaties of your mistress ?- satisfy ?
Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo,
With all the nearest things to my heart, ' as well
My chamber-councils : wherein, priest like, thou
Haft cleans'd my bosom ; I from thee departed
Thy penitent reform’d: but we have been
Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd
In that which seems fo.
Cam. Be it forbid, my lord !
Leo. * To bide upon't;—Thou art not honest : or,
If thou inclin'ft that way, thou art a coward ;
Which · hoxes honesty behind, restraining
From course requir’d: • Or else thou must be counted
A servant, grafted in my serious crust,
And therein negligent: or else a fool;
That seeft a game play'd home, the rich stake drawn,
And tak'lt it all for jest.
Cam. My gracious lord,
I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful;
In every one of these no man is free,
But that his negligence, his folly, fear,
Amongst the infinite doings of the world,
Sometime puts forth : In your affairs, my lord,
If ever I were wilful-negligent,
It was my folly; if industriously
I play'd the fool, it was my negligence,
Not weighing well the end; if ever fearful
y as well my chamber-councils :)-as well as with the feerets of my cabinet.
2 To bide upon't ;)–To endure it. • boxes)--hamftrings. borde)-Either. VOL. II.