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Of this make no conclusion; lest you say,
Is he won yet?
At my request, he would not.
Never, but once. Her. What? have I twice said well? when was't
before? I pr’ythee, tell me: Cram us with praise, and make us As fat as tame things: One good deed, dying
tongueless, Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages: You may ride us, With one soft kiss, a thousand furlongs, ere With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal;My last good was, to entreat his stay; What was my first? it has an elder sister, Or I mistake you: 0, 'would, her name were Grace! But once before I spoke to the purpose: When? Nay, let me have't; I long. Leon.
Why, that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to
death, Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, And clap12 thyself my love; then didst thou utter, I am yours for ever. Her.
It is grace, indeed.Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose twice:
12 At catering into any contract, or plighting of troth, this clapping of hands together set the seal. Numerous instances of allusion to the custom have been adduced by the editors, one shall suffice, from the old play of Ram Alley : Come clap hands a match. The custom is not yet disused in coinmon life.
The one for ever earn'd a royal husband;
[Giving her Hand to POLIXENES. Leon.
Too hot, too hot: [Aside. To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods. I have tremor cordis on me:my heart dances; But not for joy-not joy.—This entertainment May a free face put on; derive a liberty From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom13, And well become the agent: it may, I grant: But to be paddling palms, and pinching fingers, As now they are: and making practis'd smiles, As in a looking-glass ;—and then to sigh, as 'twere The mort o' the deer14; 0, that is entertainment My bosom likes not, nor my brows.-Mamillius, Art thou my boy? Mam.
Ay, my good lord. Leon.
I'fecks? Why, that's my bawcock15. What, hast smutch'd
thy nose?They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain, We must be neat; not neat, but cleanly, captain: And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf, Are all call'd neat.—Still virginalling16
[Observing POLIXENES and HERMIONE. Upon his palm ?-How now, you wanton calf? Art thou my calf?
from bounty, fertile bosom.' I think with Malone that & letter has been omitted, and that we should read :
-- from bounty's fertile bosom.' 14 i. e. the death of the deer. The mort was also certain notes played on the horn at the death of the deer.
is ‘Bawcock.' A burlesque word of endearment supposed to be derived from beau-coq, or boy-cock. It occurs again in Twelfth Night, and in King Henry V. and in both places is coupled with chuck or chick. It is said that bra'cock is still used in Scotland.
16 Still playing with her fingers as a girl playing, on the virginals. Virginals were stringed instruments played with keys like a spinnet, which they resembled in all respects but in shape, spinnets being nearly triangular, and virginals of an oblong square shape like a small piano-forte. Spineto and espinette are rendered in the Dictionaries by a paire of virginalles ; this was the commou term, as the organ was sometimes called a pair of organs.
Yes, if you will, my lord. Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots
that I havel, To be full18 like me: yet, they say, we are Almost as like as eggs; women say so, That will say any thing: But were they false As o'er-dyed blacks19, as wind, as waters; false As dice are to be wish’d, by one that fixes No bourn 'twixt his and mine; yet were it true To say this boy were like me.--Come, sir page, Look on me with your welkin20 eye: Sweet villain ! Most dear'st! my collop21 !--Can thy dam?-may't
be? Affection! thy intention stabs the centre22: Thou dost make possible, things not so held; Communicat'st with dreams:-(How can this be?)— With what's unreal thou coactive art, And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent23, Thou may'st cojoin with something; and thou dost (And that beyond commission, and I find it); And that to the infection of my brains, And hardening of my brows. Pol.
What means Sicilia ? Her. He something seems unsettled. Pol.
How, my lord ? What cheer ? how is't with you, best brother ?
17 Thou wantest a rough head, and the budding horns that I have. A pash in some places denoting a young, bull-calf whose horns are springing; a inad pash, a mad brained boy.
18 i. e. entirely.
20 Welkin is blue, i. e. the colour of the welkin or sky. Tooke says, a rolling eye, from the Saxon wealcan, volvere ; but the sense in which Shakspcare always uses the word is against him. 21 In King Henry VI. Part 1. we have
'God knows, thou art a collop of my flesh.' It is given as a proverbial phrase in Heywood's Epigrams, 1566.
'For I have heard saie it is a deere collup
That is cut out of th' owne flesh.' 22 Affection here means imagination. Intention is earnest consideration, eager attention. It is this vehemence of mind which affects Leontes, by making him conjure up unreal causes of disquiet; and thus, in the poet's language, 'stabs him to the centre.'
33 Credent, credible.
You look, As if you held a brow of much distraction: Are you mov'd, my lord? Leon.
No, in good earnest.-
If at home, sir,
Šo stands this squire
34 j. e. an immature pea-pod. In Twelfth Night we have:
'As a squash before it is a peascod,' &c. 25 “Will you take eggs for money ?? A proverbial phrase for will you suffer yourself to be cajoled or inposed upon ?'
26 i. e. may happiness be his portion! See Merry Wives of Windsor and Taming of the Shrew. So in Ray's Proverbs, p. 136, ed. 1737, happy man, bappy dole, or happy man by his dole:
Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's
would seek us, We are yours i' the garden; Shall's attend you there! Leon. To your own bents dispose you: you'll be
[Aside. Observing POLIXENES and HERMIONE. How she holds up the neb28, the bill to him! And arms her with the boldness of a wife To her allowing29 husband! Gone already! Inch-thick, knee-deep, o'er head and ears a fork'd one30.
[Exeunt Poz. HER. and Attendants. Go, play, boy, play ;-thy mother plays, and I Play too; but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour Will be my knell.-Go, play, boy, play. There
have been, Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; And many a man there is, even at this present, Now, while I speak this, holds his wife by the arm, That little thinks, she has been sluic'd in his absence, And his pond fish'd by his next neighbour, by Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort in't, Whiles other men have gates; and those gates open'd, As mine, against their will: Should all despair, That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Would hang themselves. Physic for't there is none; It is a bawdy planet, that will strike Where 'tis predouninant: and 'tis powerful, think it, From east, west, north, and south: Be it concluded, No barricado for a belly; know it; It will let in and out the enemy,
37 Heir apparent, next claimant. 28 i. e. mouth. 29 i. e. approving. 30 i. e, a horned one, a cuckold.