Thou would'st have poison'd good Camillo's honour,
To have him kill a king; poor trespasses,
More monstrous standing by: whereof I reckon
The casting forth to crows thy baby daughter,
To be or none, or little; though a devil
Would have shed water out of fire, ere don 't:S
Nor is 't directly laid to thee, the death
Of the young prince; whose honourable thoughts
(Thoughts high for one so tender) cleft the heart
That could conceive, a gross and foolish sire
Blemish'd his gracious dam: this is not, no,
Laid to thy answer: But the last,—0, lords,
When I have said, cry, woe!--the queen, the queen,
The sweetest, dearest, creature 's dead; and vengeance

for 't
Not dropp'd down yet.
1 Lord.

The higher powers forbid !
Paul. I say, she 's dead; I 'll swear 't: if word, nor

Prevail not, go and see: if you can bring
Tincture, or lustre, in her lip, her eye,
Heat outwardly, or breath within, I 'll serve you
As I would do the gods.But, O thou tyrant!
Do not repent these things; for they are heavier
Than all thy woes can stir: therefore, betake thee
To nothing but despair. A thousand knees
Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting,
Upon a barren mountain, and still winter
In storm perpetual, could not move the gods
To look that way thou wert.

The same construction occurs in the second Book of Phaer's version of the Æneid: “When this the yong men heard me speak, of wild they

waxed wood.Steevens. 5 Thou would'st have poison'd good Camillo's horout,] How should Paulina know this ? No one had charged the King with this crime except himself, while Paulina was absent, attending on Hermione. The Poet seems to have forgotten this circumstance.

Malone. though a devil Would have shed water out of fire, ere don't:] i.e. a devil would have shed tears of pity o'er the damned, ere he would have committed such an action. Steevens.



Go on, go on:
Thou canst not speak too much; I have deserv'd
All tongues to talk their bitterest.
i Lord.

Say no more;
Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault
l'the boldness of your speech.

I am sorry for 't;?
All faults I make, when I shall come to know them,
I do repent: Alas, I have show'd too much
The rashness of a woman: he is touch'd
To the noble heart.-What's gone, and what's past helps
Should be past grief:8 Do not receive affliction
At my petition, I beseech you; rather
Let me be punish'd, that have minded you
Of what you should forget. Now, good my liege,
Sir, royal sir, forgive a foolish woman:
The love I bore your queen-lo, fool again!
I'll speak of her no more, nor of your

I'll not remember you of my own lord,
Who is lost too: Take your patience to you,
And I'll say nothing.

Thou didst speak but well,
When most the truth; which I receive much better
Than to be pitied of thee. Prythee, bring me
To the dead bodies of my queen, and son:
One grave shall be for both; upon them shall
The causes of their death appear, unto
Our shame perpetual: Once a day I 'll visit
The chapel where they lie; and tears, shed there,
Shall be my recreation: So long as
Nature will bear up with this exercise,
So long I daily vow to use it. Come,
And lead me to these sorrows.



7 I am sorry for 't;] This is another instance of the sudden changes incident to vehement and ungovernable minds. Fohnson.

what's past help
Should be past grief:] So, in King Richard II:
“Things past redress, are now with me past care."




Bohemia. A desert Country near the Sea. Enter ANTIGONUS, with the Child; and a Mariner. Ant. Thou art perfect then,' our ship hath touch'd

upon The deserts of Bohemia? Mar.

Ay, my lord; and fear We have landed in ill time: the skies look grimly, And threaten present blusters. In my conscience, The heavens with that we have in hand are angry, And frown upon us.

Ant. Their sacred wills be done!-Go, get aboard;
Look to thy bark; I'll not be long, before
I call upon thee.

Mar. Make your best haste; and go not
Too far i’ the land: 'tis like to be loud weather;
Besides, this place is famous for the creatures
Of prey, that keep upon 't.

I'll follow instantly.

I am glad at heart
To be so rid o' the business.

[Exit. Ant.

Come, poor babe: I have heard, (but not believ’d) the spirits of the dead May walk again: if such thing be, thy mother Appear'd to me last night; for ne'er was dream So like a waking. To me comes a creature, Sometimes her head on one side, some another; I never saw a vessel of like sorrow, So fill'd, and so becoming: in pure white robes, Like very sanctity, she did approach My cabin where I lay: tlprice bow'd before me; And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon Did this break from her: Good Antigonus, Since fate, against thy better disposition, Hath made thy person for the thrower-out

Go thou away;

9 Thou art perfect then,] Perfect is often used by Shakspeare for certain, well assured, or weli'informed. Fohnson.

It is so used by almost all our ancient writers. Steedens.

of my poor bave, according to thine oath,
Places remoie enough are in Bohemia,
There weep, and leave it crying; and, for the babe
Is counted lost for ever, Perdita,
I pr'ythee, call't: for this ung entle business,
Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt see
Thy wife Paulina more:-and so, with shriekse
She melted into air. Affrighted much,
I did in time collect myself; and thought
This was so, and no slumber.

Dreams are toyst
Yet, for this once, yea, superstitiously,
I will be squar'd by this. I do believe,
Hermione hath suffer'd death; and that
Apollo would, this being indeed the issue
Of king Polixenes, it should here be laid,
Either for life, or death, upon the earth
Of its right father.---Blossom, speed thee well!

[Laying down the child. There lie; and there thy character:1 there these;

[Laying down a bundle. Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee, pretty, And still rest thine. The storm begins: -Poot

wretch, That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos'd To-loss, and what may follow!

-Weep I cannot, But my

heart bleeds: and most accurs'd am I, To be by oath enjoin'd to this.-Farewel! The day frowns more and more; thou art like to have A lullaby too rough:2 I never saw The heavens so dim by day. A savage clamour?3.


get aboard! This is the chace; I am gone for ever.

[Exit, pursued by a bear.

Well may

1-thy character:) thy description; i. e. the writing afterwards discovered with Perdita. Steevens.

? A lullaby too rough:] So, in Dorastus and Faunia: “Shall thy tender mouth, instead of sweet kisses, be nipped with bitter stormes? Shalt thou have the whistling winds for thy lullaby, and the salt sea-fome, instead of sweet milke?" Malone.

A savage clamour ?] This clamour was the cry of the dogs and hunters; then seeing the bear, he cries, this is the chace, or, the animal pursued. Johnson.


Enter an old Shepherd. Shep. I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty; or that youth would sleep out the rest: for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting:-Hark you now! -Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen, and two-and-twenty, hunt this weather? They have scared away two of my best sheep; which, I fear, the wolf will sooner find, than the mas. ter: if any where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side, browzing on ivy.4 Good luck, an 't be thy will! what have we here? [raking up the child) Mercy on ’s, a barne; a very pretty barne!5 A boy, or a child, I wonder? A pretty one; a very pretty one: Sure, some scape: though I am not bookish, yet I can read waiting-gentlewoman in the scape. This has been some stair-work, some trunkwork, some behind-door-work: they were warmer that got this, than the poor thing is here. I'll take it up for pity: yet I'll tarry till my son come: he hollaed but even now. Whoa, ho hoa!

Enter Clown. Clo. Hilloa, loa!

Shep. What, art so near? if thou 'lt see a thing to talk on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. What ailest thou, man?

Cio. I have seen two such sights, by sea, and by land;but I am not to say, it is a sea, for it is now the sky; betwixt the firmament and it, you cannot thrust a bodkin's point.


- if any where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side, browzing on ivy.) This also is from the novel: "[The Shepherd] fearing either that the wolves or eagles had undone him, (for he was so poore as a sheepe was halfe his substance) wand'red downe towards the sea-cliffes, to see if perchance the sheepe was brouzing on the sea-ivy, whereon they doe greatly feed.” Malone.

- a barne; a very pretty barne!] i. e. child. So, in R. Broome's Northern Lass, 1633:

“Peace wayward barne! O cease thy moan,

“ Thy far more wayward daddy's gone.”. It is a North Country word. Barns for borns, things born; seeming to answer to the Latin nati. Steevens.

A boy, or a child,) I am told, that in some of our inland counties, a female infant, in contradistinction to a male is still termed, among the peasantry, a child. Steevens,

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