To bear the matter thus; meer weakness, if The cause were not in being- -part o' th' cause, Is quite beyond mine arm; out of the blank ATTEN. My lord. LEO. How does the boy? ATTEN. He took good rest to-night; 'tishop'd, LEO. To fee his noblenefs! See how he fares. [Exit Attendant, Fy, fy, no thought of him; The very thought of my revenges that way Recoil upon me; in himself too mighty, And in his parties, his alliance let him be, Until a time may ferve. For prefent vengeance, Laugh at me; make their pastime at my forrow; SCENE V. Enter Paulina, with a child. LORD. You must not enter, PAUL. Nay rather, good my lords, be fecond to me: Fear you his tyrannous paffion more, alas, Than the queen's life? a gracious innocent foul, More free than he is jealous. ANT. That's enough. ATTEN. [within.] Madam, he hath not slept to-night: Commanded, none fhould come at him. PAUL. Not fo hot, good fir; I come to bring him fleep. 'Tis such as you, Do come with words, as medicinal, as true; LEO. What noise there, ho? PAUL. No noife, my lord, but needful conference, About fome goffips for your highness. LEO. How? Away with that audacious lady. Antigonus, I charg'd thee, that the should not come about me; I knew, fhe would. ANT. I told her fo, my lord, On your difpleafure's peril, and on mine, LEO. What? canft not rule her? PAUL. from all difhonefty he can; in this, Unless he take the course that you have done, Commit me, for committing honour, trust it, He shall not rule me. ANT. Lo you now, you hear. When she will take the rein, I let her run, But she'll not stumble. PAUL. Good my liege, I come And I beseech you, hear me, who profefs LEO. Good queen ? PAUL. Good queen, my lord. Good queen, I fay, good queen; And would by combat make her good, fo were I A man the worst about you. LEO. Force her hence, PAUL. Let him, that makes but trifles of his eyes, [Laying down the child. A mankind witch! hence with her, out o'door: A most intelligencing bawd! PAUL. Not fo; I am as ignorant in that, as you In fo intit'ling me; and no lefs honest Than you are mad; which is enough, I'll warrant, As this world goes, to país for honest. LEO. Traitors! Will you not push her out? give her the bastard. [To Antig. Thou dotard, thou art woman-tyr'd; unroofted By thy dame Partlet here. Take up the bastard, Unvenerable be thy hands, if thou Tak'ft up the princefs, by that forced baseness Which he has put upon't! LEO. He dreads his wife! PAUL. So, I would, you did: then 'twere paft all doubt, You'd call your children yours. LEO. A neft of traytors! ANT. I am none, by this good light. PAUL. Nor I; nor any But one, that's here; and that's himself. For he The facred honour of himself, his queen's, His hopeful fon's, his babe's, betrays to flander, Whose sting is sharper than the sword's; and will not LEO. A callat Of boundless tongue, who late hath beat her husband, Hence with it, and together with the dam, Commit them to the fire. PAUL. It is yours; And might we lay th' old proverb to your charge, And copy of the father; eye, pofe, lip, The trick of's frown, his forehead, nay, the valley, The pretty dimples of his chin, and cheek, his fmiles, The very mould and frame of hand, nail, finger. The ordering of the mind too, 'mong'st all colours LEO. A grofs hag! And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd, ANT. Hang all the husbands, That cannot do that feat, you'll leave yourself LEO. Once more, take her hence. PAUL. A most unworthy and unnatural lord Can do no more. LEO. I'll ha' thee burnt. PAUL. I care not; It is an heretick that makes the fire, Not the who burns in't. I'll not call you tyrant; But this most cruel ufage of your queen Not able to produce more accufation Than your own weak-hing'd fancy, fomething favours Of tyranny; and will ignoble make you, Yea, fcandalous to the world. LEO. On your allegiance, Out of the chamber with her. Were I a tyrant, PAUL. I pray you, do not push me, I'll be gone. |