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A Room of state in the Palace.
Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, MA
MILLIUS, CAMILLO, and Attendants.
Stay your thanks awhile;
Sir, that's to-morrow.
We are tougher, brother,
No longer stay
Very sooth, to-morrow. Leon. We'll part the time between's then: and in
I'll no gain-saying.
Press me ngt, '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, Were there necessity in your request, although 'Twere needful I denied 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, Farewell, our brother.
Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen? speak you. Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace,
until You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, sir, 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. Leon.
Well said, Hermione, Her. To tell, he longs to see his son, were strong: But let him say so then, and let him go ; But let him swear so, and he shall not stay, We'll thwack him hence with distaffs.Yet of your royal presence [To POLIXENES.] I'll
adventure The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia You take my lord, I'll give him my commission, To let him there a month, behind the gest5 Prefix'd for his parting: yet, good deed, Leontes,
5 Gests were the names of the stages where the King appointed to lie, during a royal progress.
I love thee not a jar7 o’ the clock behind
I may not, verily. Her. Verily! You put me off with limber 8 vows: But I, Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with
Your guest then, madam:
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 lordings9 then. Pol.
We were, fair queen, Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, But such a day to-morrow as to-day, And to be boy eternal.
Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o' the two?
9 A diminutive of lords,
Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk i'
And bleat the one at the other ; what we chang'd,
By this we gather,
O my most sacred lady,
Grace to boot!
first sinn'd with us, and that with us You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd not With
but with us. Leon.
Is he won yet?
At my request, he would not.
Never, but once.
Setting aside original sin.
Her. What? have I twice said well? when was't
before? I pr’ythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and make
As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying tongue
less, Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages : You may ride us, With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere With spur we heat an acre, But to the goal;My last good was, to entreat his stay; What was my first? it has an elder sister, Or I mistake you: 0, would her name were Grace! But once before I spoke to the purpose: When? Nay, let me have't; I long, Leon.
Why, that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death, Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, And clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, I am yours for ever. Her..
It is Grace, indeed. Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose
twice: The one for ever earn'd a royal husband ; The other, for some while a friend.
[Giving her hand to POLIXENES.
Too hot, too hot: [Aside. To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. I have tremor cordis' on me:-my heart dances; But not for joy,“not joy.-This entertainment May a free face put on; derive a liberty
· Trembling of the heart.