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Once more, take her hence.
I'll have thee burn'd.
I care not: It is an heretick, that makes the fire, Not she, which burns in't. I'll not call you tyrant; But this most cruel
your queen (Not able to produce more accusation Than your own weak-hing’d fancy,) something sa
Of tyranny, and will ignoble make you,
On your allegiance,
Paul. I pray you, do not push me; I'll be gone. Look to your babe, my lord; 'tis yours: Jove send
her A better guiding spirit!—What need these hands ? You, that are thus so tender o'er his follies, Will never do him good, not one of you. So, so:-Farewell; we are gone.
[Exit. Leon. Thou, traitor, hast set on thy wife to this.My child ? away with't!-even thou, that hast A heart so tender o'er it, take it hence, And see it instantly consum'd with fire; Even thou, and none but thou. Take it up straight: Within this hour bring me word 'tis done, (And by good testimony,) or I'll seize thy life, With what thou else call'st thine: If thou refuse, And wilt encounter with my wrath, say so; The bastard brains with these my proper hands Shall I dash out. Go, take it to the fire; For thou sett’st on thy wife. Ant.
I did not, sir :
These lords, my noble fellows, if they please,
We can; my royal liege,
Leon. You are liars all.
credit: We have always truly serv'd you; and beseech So to esteem of us : And on our knees we beg, (As recompense of our dear services, Past, and to come,) that you do change this pur
pose; Which, being so horrible, so bloody, must Lead on to some foul issue: We all kneel.
Leon. I am a feather for each wind that blows: Shall I live on, to see this bastard kneel And call me father? Better burn it now, Than curse it then. But, be it; let it live : It shall not neither.--You, sir, come you hither ;
Any thing, my lord,
Leon. It shall be possible: Swear by this sword,
I will, my lord. . Leon. Mark, and perform it; (seest thou?) for
- Swear by this sword,] It was anciently the custom to swear by the cross on the handle of a sword.
Of any point in't shall not only be
Ant. I swear to do this, though a present death
[Exit, with the Child. Leon.
No, I'll not rear Another's issue.
1 Atten. Please your highness, posts, From those you sent to the oracle, are come An hour since: Cleomenes and Dion, Being well arriv'd from Delphos, are both landed, Hasting to the court. 1 Lord.
So please you, sir, their speed Hath been beyond account. Leon.
Twenty-three days They have been absent: 'Tis good speed; foretels,
commend it strangely to some place,] Commit it to some place, as a stranger, without more provision.
The great Apollo suddenly will have
SCENE I. The same.
A Street in some Town.
Enter Cleomenes and Dion. Cleo. The climate's delicate; the air most sweet; Fertile the isle; the temple much surpassing The common praise it bears. Dion.
I shall report,
But, of all, the burst
If the event o’the journey
? The time is worth the use on't.] The time is worth the use on't, means, the time which we have spent in visiting Delos, has recompensed us for the trouble of so spending it.
Turn all to the best! These proclamations,
Dion. The violent carriage of it
-Go,-fresh horses;And gracious be the issue !
The same. A Court of Justice. Leontes, Lords, and Officers, appear properly
seated. Leon. This sessions (to our great grief, we pro
Offi. It is his highness' pleasure, that the queen Appear in person here in court.—Silence! Hermione is brought in, guarded; PAULINA and
Ladies, attending. Leon. Read the indictment.
Offi. Hermione, queen to the worthy Leontes, king of Sicilia, thou art here accused and arraigned
3 Even to the guilt, or the purgation.] The word even is not to be understood here as an adverb, but as an adjective, signifying equal or indifferent.