Other Lords and Gentlemen, Ladies, Officers, and Servants, Shepherds, and Shepherdesses. Time, as Chorus. SCENE: Partly in Sicilia, and partly in Bohemia. The Winter's Tale Act First. Scene I. Antechamber in Leontes' palace. 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 Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him. Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us we will be justified in our loves; for indeed Cam. Beseech you,— Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my We knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence Cam. You pay a great deal too dear for what's given Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding 20 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 Arch. I think there is not or matter to alter it. in the world either malice You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius: it is Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of 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. 40 50 [Exeunt. Scene II. A room of state in the same. Enter Leontes, Hermione, Mamillius, Polixenes, Camillo, and Attendants. Pol. Nine changes of the watery star hath been The shepherd's note since we have left our throne Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks; Leon. Pol. Leon. Pol. And yet we should, for perpetuity, Go hence in debt: and therefore, like a cipher, With one 'We thank you,' many thousands moe Stay your thanks a while; Sir, that's to-morrow. 10 And pay them when you part. I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance This is put forth too truly:' besides, I have stay'd We are tougher, brother, Than you can put us to 't. Leon. One seven-night longer. Pol. No longer stay. Very sooth, to-morrow. : Leon. We'll part the time between's, then and in Pol. that I'll no gainsaying. Press me not, beseech you, so. There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the world, 20 So soon as yours could win me: so it should now, |