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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.
I did not, sir.
We can; my royal liege,
Leon. You are liars all.
1 Lord. 'Beseech your highness, give us better credit. We have always truly served 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 purpose; 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; -
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So sure as this beard's gray,-- what will you adventure
Any thing, my lord,
Leon. It shall be possible. Swear by this sword,
I will, my lord.
Ant. I swear to do this, though a present death Had been more merciful.- Come on, poor babe. Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens To be thy nurses! Wolves, and bears, they say, Casting their savageness aside, have done Like offices of pity.— Sir, be prosperous In more than this deed doth require! and blessing, Against this cruelty, fight on thy side, Poor thing, condemned to loss! [Exit, with the Child. Leon.
No, I'll not rear Another's issue.
1 Attend. Please your highness, posts, From those you sent to the oracle, are come An hour since. Cleomenes and Dion, Being well arrived from Delphos, are both landed, Hasting to the court. 1 Lord.
So please you, sir, their speed
Summon a session, that we may arraign
SCENE I. The same. A Street in some Town.
Enter CLEOMENES and Dion.
I shall report-
But of all, the burst
If the event o' the journey
Dion. The violent carriage of it
Hermi proclamat Apollo
SCENE II. The same. A Court of Justice.
Leon. Hermione, queensed and arrmes, king of het of our
LEONTES, Lords, and Officers, appear properly seated.
Leon. This sessions (to our great grief, we pronounce) Even pushes 'gainst our heart. The party tried, The daughter of a king; our wife; and one Of us too much beloved.- Let us be cleared Of being tyrannous, since we so openly Proceed in justice; which shall have due course, Even to the guilt, or the purgation.Produce the prisoner.
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.
Ofi. Hermione, queen to the worthy Leontes, king of Sicilia, thou art here accused and arraigned of high treason, in committing adultery with Polixenes, king of Bohemia ; and conspiring with Camillo to take away the life of our sovereign lord and king, thy royal husband; the pretence whereof being by circumstances partly laid open, thou, Hermione, contrary to the faith and allegiance of a true subject, didst counsel and aid them, for their better safety, to fly away by night.
Her. Since what I am to say, must be but that Which contradicts my accusation; and The testimony on my part, no other But what comes from myself; it shall scarce boot me To say, Not guilty : mine integrity, Being counted falsehood, shall, as I express it, Be so received. But thus, If powers divine Behold our human actions, (as they do,) I doubt not, then, but innocence shall make False accusation blush, and tyranny Tremble at patience.—You, my lord, best know (Who least will seem to do so) my past life Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true, As I am now unhappy; which is more Than history can pattern, though devised, And played to take spectators. For behold me,-. A fellow of the royal bed, which owe A moiety of the throne, a great king's daughter,
The mother to a hopeful prince - here standing
I ne'er heard yet,
That's true enough;
Leon. You will not own it.
More than mistress of,
Leon. You knew of his departure, as you know