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Thereon his execution fworn.
Pol. I do believe thee;
I saw his heart in's face.
Give me thy hand;
Be pilot to me, and thy places fhall
Still neighbour mine. My fhips are ready, and
Is for a precious creature; as fhe's rare,
In that be made more bitter. Fear o'er-fhades me:
The gracious Queen's; part of his theam, but nothing Of his ill-ta'en fufpicion! Come, Camillo,
I will refpect thee as a father, if
Thou bear'ft my life off hence. Let us avoid.
The keys of all the pofterns: pleafe your Highness,
To take the urgent hour.
9 Good expedition be my friend, and comfort
The gracious Queen;-] But how could this expedition comfort the Queen? on the contrary it would increase her Husband's. fufpicion. We fhould read,
→ and comfort The gracious Queen's; i. e. be expedition my friend, and be comfort the Queen's friend. The Oxford Editor has thought
Come, Sir, away. [Exeunt.
A C T II. SCENE I.
Enter Hermione, Mamillius, and Ladies.
AKE the boy to you; he fo troubles me,
i Lady. Come, my gracious Lord.
Shall I be your play-fellow? ・・
Mam. No, I'll none of
1 Lady. Why, my fweet Lord?
Mam. You'll kifs me hard, and fpeak to me as if I were a baby ftill. I love you better.
2 Lady. And why fo, my Lord?
Mam. Not for becaufe
Your brows are blacker; (yet black brows, they fay, Become fome women beft; fo that there be not
Too much hair there, but in a femicircle,
Or a half-moon made with a pen.)
2 Lady. Who taught you this?
Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces: pray now, What colour be your eye-brows?
1 Lady. Blue, my Lord.
Mam. Nay, that's a mock: I've seen a lady's nofe That has been blue, but not her eye-brows.
1 Lady. Hark ye,
The Queen, your mother, rounds apace: we shall Prefent our services to a fine new prince
One of these days; and then you'll wanton with us, If we would have you.
2 Lady. She is spread of late
Into a goodly bulk; good time encounter her!
Her. What wisdom ftirs amongst you? come, Sir,
I am for you again. Pray you fit by us,
Mam. Merry, or fad, fhall't be?
Mam. A fad tale's best for winter.
To fright me with your fpright: you're powerful at it. Mam. There was a man
Her. Nay, come fit down; then on.
Mam. Dwelt by a church-yard;-I will tell it foftly:
Yond crickets fhall not hear it.
Her. Come on then, and give't me in mine ear.
Enter Leontes, Antigonus, and Lords.
Leo. Was he met there? his train? Camillo with him?
Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them; never Saw I men fcowr fo on their way: I ey'd them Even to their fhips.
Leo. How bleft am I
In my just cenfure! in my true opinion!`
Th' abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known
1 Alack, for lesser knowledge-1. That is, O that my knowledge were lefs.
How he hath drunk, he cracks his gorge, his fides With violent hefts-I have drunk, and feen the fpider
Camillo was his help in this, his Pander:
There is a plot againft my life, my crown;
For them to play at will: how came the posterns
Lord. By his great authority,
Which often hath no lefs prevail'd than fo
Leo. I know too well.
Give me the boy; [To Herm.] I'm glad, you did not nurfe him:
Though he does bear fome figns of me, yet you
Her. What is this, fport?
Leo. Bear the boy hence, he fhall not come about
Away with him, and let her sport herself
With that she's big with: for it is Polixenes
Her. But I'd fay, he had not;
And, I'll be fworn, you would believe my faying,
Leo. You, my Lords,
Look on her, mark her well; be but about
To fay, fhe is a goodly lady, and
The juftice of your hearts will thereto add,
2 He hath difcover'd my defign,
Remain a pinch'd thing:] Alluding to the fuperftition of 4
the vulgar, concerning those who were enchanted, and fastened to the fpot, by charms fuperior to their own. ́WARBURTON,
(Which on my faith deferves high speech), and straight The fhrug, the hum, or ha, these petty brands, That calumny doth use: oh, I am out,
That mercy does; for calumny will fear
Virtue itself.-Thefe fhrugs, thefe hums, and ha's,
Her. Should a villain fay fo,
The most replenish'd villain in the world,
Leo. You have miftook, my lady,
Polixenes for Leontes. O thou thing,
A federary with her; and one that knows
Her. No, by my life,
Privy to none of this. How will this grieve you,
Leo. No, if I mistake 3
3- if I miftake
The center, &c. ] That is, If the proofs which I can offer VOL. II.
will not fupport the opinion I have formed, no foundation can be trusted.