My fortunes to your service, which are here By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain; For, by the honour of my parents, I Have utter'd truth: which if you seek to prove, I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, thereon His execution sworn. Pol. I do believe thee: I saw his heart in's face. Give me thy hand: Be pilot to me and thy places shall Still neighbour mine. and My ships are ready, My people did expect my hence departure Two days ago. This jealousy Is for a precious creature as she's rare, Must it be great; and, as his person's mighty, Must it be violent; and as he does conceive Good expedition be my friend, and comfort The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing Of his ill-ta'en suspicion! Come, Camillo; I will respect thee as a father if Thou bear'st my life off hence: let us avoid. Cam. It is in mine authority to com mand The keys of all the posterns: please your highness To take the urgent hour. Come, sir, away. [exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. A room in LEONTES' palace. Enter HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, and Ladies. Her. Take the boy to you: he so troubles First Lady. Why, my sweet lord? Mam. You'll kiss me hard, and speak to me as if I were a baby still. I love you better. Sec. Lady. And why so, my lord? Too much hair there, but in a semicircle, Sec. Lady. Who taught you this? Mam. I learn'd it out of women's faces. Pray now What colour are your eyebrows? First Lady. Blue, my lord. Mam. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a lady's nose That has been blue, but not her eyebrows. First Lady. Hark ye; The queen your mother rounds apace: we shall Present our services to a fine new prince One of these days; and then you'ld wanton with us, If we would have you. Sec. Lady. She is spread of late Into a goodly bulk: good time encounter her! Her. What wisdom stirs amongst you? I am for you again: pray you, sit by us, Mam. Merry or sad shall 't be? Her. As merry as you will. Mam. A sad tale's best for winter: I have one Of sprites and goblins. Her. Let's have that, good sir. Come on, sit down: come on, and do your best To fright me with your sprites; you 're powerful at it. Mam. There was a man Leon. Was he met there? his train? Ca millo with him? First Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them; never Saw I men scour so on their way: I eyed them Even to their ships. |