And place your hands below your husband's foot: Pet. Why, there's a wench!-Come on, and kiss me, Kate. Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt ha't. Vin. "Tis a good hearing, when children are toward. Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are froand Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed:We three are married, but you two are sped. "Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white: [TO LUCENTIO. And, being a winner, God give you good night! [Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATH. Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tamed a curst shrew. Luc. "Tis a wonder, by your heave, she will be tamed so. [Exeunt CENE I-Sicilia. An Antechamber in Leontes' | such an affection, which cannot choose but branch Dalace. Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS. Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia. Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Eicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which me justly owes him. Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame , we will be justified in our loves: for, indeed, Cam. 'Beseech you, Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence in so rare-I know not what to say.- -We will give you sleepy drinks: that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us. Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's given freely. Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in their ildhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then now. Since their more mature dignities, and rya. necessities, made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, have been royally attornied,' with interchange of gifts, letters, loving embassies; that they have seemed to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast; and embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves! Arch. I think, there is not in the world either malice, or matter. to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillus; it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever came into my note. Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, phy sics the subject,' makes old hearts fresh: they, that went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their life, to see him a man. Arch. Would they else be content to die? Cam. Yes: if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live. Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one 1 Supplied by substitution of embassies. [Exeunt SCENE II. A Room of State in the Palace. Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, CAMILLO, and Attendants. Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been Go hence in debt: And therefore, like a cipher, Leon. Stay your thanks awhile; Sir, that's to-morrow. Leon. No longer stay. Leon. One seven-night longer. Very sooth, to-morrow. Leon. 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 should now, Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder, Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen? speak you. until You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, sir, Charge him too coldly: Tell him, you are sure, Leon. The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia Her. Nay, but you will. Pol. Her. Verily! No, madam. I may not, verily. You put me off with limber vows: But I, Though you would seek to unsphere the sta.s wis oaths, Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily, My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread verily Pol. Your guest then, madam To be your prisoner, should import offending; Which is for me less easy to commit, Than you to punish. Her. Not your gaoler then, But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were boys You were pretty lordlings' then. Pol. We were, fair queen, Two lads, that thought there was no more behind Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o'the two? Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. A diminutive of lords But once before I spoke to the purpose: When? | In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled, Nay, let me have't, I long. Leon. Why, that was when Lest it should bite its master, and so prove, How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight. Leon. You will? why, happy man be his dole Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose twice: Are you so fond of your young prince, as we [Giving her hand to POLIXENES. Leon. Ay, my good lord. I'fecks? Why, that's my bawcock. What hast smutch'd They say it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain, [Observing POLIXENES and HERMIONE. Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord. Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots To be full like me :-yet, they say we are What means Sicilia? Loon. No, in good earnest.- Do seem to be of ours? If at home, sir, Her. If you would seek us, [Exeunt POLIXENES, HERMIONE, and Attendants. Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; As mine, against their will: Should all despair, Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it, With bag and baggage: many a thousand of us Leon. What! Camillo there? Why, that's some comfort. Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. Cam. You had much ado to inake his anchor bild: When you cast out, it still came home. Leon. Didst perceive it? They're here with me already; whispering, rounding," Sicilia is a so-forth: "Tis far gone, at last.-How came't, Camillo, At the good queen's entreaty. Leon. At the queen's be't: good should be pertinent; But so it is, it is not. Was this taken More than the common blocks:-Not noted, is't, Bohemia stays here longer. Leon. Cam. Ha? Stays here longer. Leon. Ay, but why? Cam. Tosatisfy your highness, and the entreaties Of our most gracious mistress. Leon. Satisfy 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 Hast 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 so. Cam. Be it forbid, my lord! Leon. To bide upon't;-Thou art not honest: or, ' thou inclin'st 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 trust, And therein negligent; or else a fool, (For, to a vision so apparent, rumor To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then say, Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear Cam. Good my lord, be cured Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes; For 'tis most dangerous. Leon. Say, it be; 'tis true. Cam. No, no, my lord. Leon. It is; you lie, you lie. I say, thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee: Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil, Cam. That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake About his neck, Bohemia: Who-if I [hanging may be negligent, foolish, and fearful; In every one of these no man is free, But that his negligence, his folly, fear, Sometime puts forth: In your affairs, my lord, It was my folly; if industriously I play'd the fool, it was my negligence, Leon. To round in the ear was to tell secretly. Taste. • Inferiors in rank. To hox is to hamstring. |