'Tis none of mine. Leon. Have not you seen, Camillo, (But that's past doubt: you have; or your eye-glass Is thicker than a cuckold's horn;) or heard (For, to a vision so apparent, rumour Cannot be mute,) or thought (for cogitation Resides not in that man, that does not think it,) My wife is slippery? If thou wilt confess, (Or else be impudently negative, To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then say, Leon. Cam Good my lord, be cur'd Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes; For 'tis most dangerous. Leon. Cam. No, no, my lord. Say, it be; 'tis true. lie: It is; you lie, you (1) Disorders of the eye. I I say, thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee; Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil, The running of one glass.1 Cam. Who does infect her? Leon. Why he, that wears her like her medal, hanging About his neck, Bohemia: Who-if I Had servants true about me; that bare eyes Their own particular thrifts,-they would do that see Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and earth sees heaven, Which draught to me were cordial. Cam. Sir, my lord, I could do this; and that with no rash2 potion, But with a ling ring dram, that should not work Maliciously like poison: But I cannot Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress, So sovereignly being honourable. I have lov'd thee, Leon. Give scandal to the blood o' the prince my son, (1) Hour-glass. (2) Hasty. (3) Maliciously, with effects openly hurtful. Without ripe moving to't? Would I do this? I must believe you, sir; I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for't: Provided, that when he's remov'd, your highness Will take again your queen, as yours at first; Even for your son's sake; and, thereby, for sealing The injury of tongues, in courts and kingdoms Known and allied to yours. Leon. Thou dost advise me, Go then; and with a countenance as clear If from me he have wholesome beverage, Leon. This is all: Do't, and thou hast the one half of my heart; Cam. me. [Exit. Cam. O miserable lady!-But, for me, What case stand I in? I must be the poisoner Of good Polixenes: and my ground to do't Is the obedience to a master; one, Who, in rebellion with himself, will have All that are his, so too.-To do this deed, Promotion follows: If I could find example Of thousands, that had struck anointed kings, And flourish'd after, I'd not do't: but since Nor brass, nor stone, nor parchment, bears not one, Let villany itself forswear't. I must Forsake the court: to do't, or no, is certain To me a break-neck. Happy star, reign now! Here comes Bohemia. (1) i. e. Could any man so start off from propriety? Enter Polixenes. Pol. This is strange! methinks, My favour here begins to warp. Not speak?- Cam. Hail, most royal sir! Pol. What is the news i' the, court? Cam. None rare, my lord, Cam. I dare not know, my lord. and dare not Do you know, Be intelligent to me? 'Tis thereabouts; For, to yourself, what you do know, you must; And cannot say, you dare not. Good Camillo, Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror Which shows me mine chang'd too: for I must be A party in this alteration, finding Myself thus alter'd with it. Căm. There is a sickness Which puts some of us in distemper; but I cannot name the disease; and it is caught Of you that yet are well. Pol. How! caught of me? Make me not sighted like the basilisk: I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the better (2) Gentle was opposed to simple; well born. If you know aught which does behove my know ledge Thereof to be inform'd, imprison it not Cam. I may not answer. Pol. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well! I must be answer'd.-Dost thou hear, Camillo, I conjure thee, by all the parts of man, Which honour does acknowledge,-whereof the least Is not this suit of mine,-that thou declare If not, how best to bear it. Cam. Sir, I'll tell you; Which must be even as swiftly follow'd, as Pol. On, good Camillo. Cam. I am appointed Him to murder you.1 Pol. By whom, Camillo ? Cam. Pol. By the king. For what? Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he swears, As he had seen't, or been an instrument To vice2 you to't,--that you have touch'd his queen Forbiddenly. Pol. O, then my best blood turn (1) i. e. I am the person appointed, &c. |