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WINTER'S TALE.

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PERSONS REPRESENTED. Leortes, king of Sicilia.

Clown, his son. Mamillius, his son.

Servant lo lhe old shepheru. Camillo,

Autolycus, a rogue.
Antigonus,

Time, as Chorus.
Sicilian lords.
Cleomenes,
Dion,

Hermione, queen lo Leontes.
Another Sicilian lord.

Perdita, daughter lo Leontes and Hermione.
Rogero, a Sicilian gentleman.

Paulina, wife to Antigonus.
An allendant on the young prince Mamillius. Emilia, a lady, I attending the queen.
Officers of a court of judicature.

Two other ladies, allending the queen.
Polisenes, king of Bohemia.

Mopsa, } Shepherdesses. Florizel, his son.

Dorcas, 1 sho Archidamus, a Bohemian lord.

Lords, ladies, and attendants ; satyrs for a dance A mariner.

shepherds, shepherdesses, guards, Sc. Gaoler. An old shepherd, repuled father of Perdita. Scene, somelimes in Sicilia, sometimes in Bohemia.

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'ACT I.

malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an un

speakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; SCENE 1.--Sicilia. An Antechamber in Leon- it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever tes' palace. Enter Camillo and Archidamus. me into my note.

Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of Archidamus.

him : it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, phyIF vou shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on went on crutches ere he was born, desire yet their

sics the subject,' makes old hearts fresh: they, that the like occasion whereon my services are now on life, to see him a man. loot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference Arch. Would they clse be content to die? betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia.

Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of they should desire to live. Sicilia neans to pay Bohemia the visitation which] Arch. Ilthe king had no son, they would desire ne justly owes him.

to live on crutches till he had one. (Exeunt. Arch: Wherein our entertainment shall shamel us, we will be justified in our loves : for, indeed,-|SCENE

"SCENE II.The same. A room of state in the Can. 'Beseech you,

palace. Enter Leontes, Polixenes, Hermione, Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of myl Mamillius, Camillo, and attendants. knowledge: we cannot with such magnificence Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have been in so rare-I know not what to say.--We will The shepherd's note, since we have left our throne give you sleepy drinks ; that your senses, unintelli. Without a burden: time as long again gent of our insufficience, may, though they can- Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks : not praise us, as little accuse us.

And yet we should, for perpetuity, Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's Go hence in debt : And therefore, like a cipher, given freely."

Yet standing in rich place, I multiply, Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding with one we-thank-you, many thousands more instructs me, and as mine honesty puts it to utter That go before it. ance.

| Leon.

Stay your thanks awhile; Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to And pay them when you part. Bohemia. They were trained together in their Pol.

Sir, that's to-morrow, childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then, I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance such an affection, which cannot choose but branch Or breed upon our absence: That may blow now. Since their more mature dignities, and royal No sneaping“ winds at home, to make us say, Lecessities, made separation of their society, their This is put forth loo truly! Besides, I have stay'd encounters, though not personal, have been royally To tire your royalty. altornied' with interchange of gifts, letters, loving! Leon.

We are tougher, brother embassics; that they have seemed to be together, Than you can put us to't. though absent; shook hands, as over a vast;' and Pol.

No longer stay. embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed Leon. One seven-night longer. #nds. The heavens continue their loves!

Pol.

Very sooth, to-rnorrow Arch. I think, there is not in the world either! Leon. We'll part the time between's ther; and

in that (1) Nobly supplied by substitution of embassies. (2) Wide waste of country.

| 13) Affords a cordial to the state. (4) Nipping

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Her.

With stronger blood, we should have answer'd

heaven
There is no longue that moves, none, none i'the Boldly, Nol guilly; the imposition clear'd.
world,

Hereditary ours.
Sc soon as yours, could win me: so it should now, ! Her. ...By this we gather,
W re there necessity in your request, although You have tripp'd since.
"Tivere needful I denied it. My affairs

Pd.

O my racst sacred lady, Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder, Temptations have since then been born to us : for Were, in your love, a whip to me; my stay, In those unfledg'd days was my wife a girl; To you a charge, and trouble: to save both, Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes Farewell, our brother.

Of my young play-fellow. Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen ? speak you. Her.

Grace to boot ! Her. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace, or this make no conclusion ; lest you say, until

Your queen and I are devils: Yet, go on; You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, sir, The offences we have made you do, we'll answer : Charge him too coldly : Tell him, you are sure, "If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us All in Bohemia's well: this satisfac'ion

ntinue faull, and that you slipp'd not The by-gone day proclaim'd; say this to him, With any but with us. lle's beat from his best ward. "

Leon.

Is he won yet? Leon.

Well said, Hermione. Her. He'll stay, my lord. Her. To tell, he longs to see his son, were strong: Leon.

At my request, he would not. Dut let him say so then, and let him go;

Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st
But let him swear so, and he shall not stay, To better purpose.
We'll thwack him hence with distafls.-

Never ?
Yet of your royal presence (To Polixenes.] I'll ad-! Leon.

Never, but once. venture

| Fler. What? have I twice said well ? when The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia

was't before ? You take my lord, I'll give him my commission, I pr’ythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and To let him there a month, behind the gest!

make us Prefix'd for his parting : yet, good deed, Leontes, As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying I love thee not a jar o' the clock behind

... tongueless, What lady she her lord.--You'll stay?

Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that Pol.

No, madam. Our praises are our wages: You may ride us, Her. Nay, but you will ?

With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere Pol.

I may not, verily. With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal;Her. Verily!

My last good was, to entreat his stay; You put me off with limber rows: But I, What was my first ? it has an elder sister, Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with Or I mistake you: 0, would her name were Grace! oaths,

But once before I spoke to the purpose. When? Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily,

Nay, let me have't; I long. You shall not go; a lady's verily is

Leon.

" Why, that was when As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet?

Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves ta Force me to keep you as a prisoner,

death, Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees, Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, When you depart, and save your thanks. How say And clap thyself my love; then didst thou uttor, you?

I am yours for ever. My prisoner? or my guest ? by your dread verily, Her.

It is Grace, indeed. One of them you shall be.

Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose twice: Pol.

Your guest then, madam: The one for ever earn'd a royal husband;
To be your prisoner, should import ofiending; The other, for some while a friend.
Which is for me less easy to commit,

(Giving her hand lo Polisepes. Than you to punish.

Too hoi, too hot : (.Aside. Her.

Not your gaoler then, To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. But your kind hostess. Come, I'll question you I have tremor cordis' on me: my heart dances; or my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were But not for joy, -not joy:- This entertainment boys;

May a free face put on; derive a liberty You were pretty lordings then.

From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom, Pol.

We were, fair queen, And well become the agent: it may, I grant : Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, But to be paddling palms, and pinching fingers, But such a day to-morrow as to-day,

As now they are; and making practis'd smiles, And to be boy eternal.

As in a looking-glass ;-and then to sigh, as 'illes
Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o’the two? The mort o'the deer ; 0, that is entertainment
Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk My bosom likes not, nor iny brows.-Mamill.u.
il the sun,

Art thou my boy?
And bleat the one at the other: what we chang’d, Mam. Ay, my good lord.
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not | Leon.

Plucks!
The doctrine of ill-doing, no, nor dream'd Why, that's my bawcock.' What, hast smulchid
That any did : Had we pursued that life,
And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain

(1) Gests were the names of the stages where (6) Setting aside original sin. the king appointed to lie, during a royal progress. 17) Trembling of the heart. (2) Inilecd. (3) Tick. (4) Flimsy.

c) The tune played at the death of the deer. 15) A diinip.live of lords.

1 9) Ilearly fellow.

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