Act 1 - Scene 2
A room of state in the same.
Enter LEONTES, HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, POLIXENES, CAMILLO, and Attendants
Nine changes of the watery star hath been
The shepherd's note since we have left our throne
burthen: time as long again
Would be find up, my brother, with our thanks;
And yet we should, for perpetuity,
hence in debt: and therefore, like a cipher,
Yet standing in rich place, I multiply
With one 'We thank you' many
That go before it.
Stay your thanks a while;
And pay them when you part.
Sir, that's to-morrow.
I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance
Or breed upon our absence; that
No sneaping winds at home, to make us say
'This is put forth too truly:' besides, I have stay'd
tire your royalty.
We are tougher, brother,
Than you can put us to't.
No longer stay.
One seven-night longer.
Very sooth, to-morrow.
We'll part the time between's then; and in that
I'll no gainsaying.
Press me not, beseech you, so.
There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the world,
So soon as yours
could win me: so it should now,
Were there necessity in your request, although
'Twere needful I denied it.
Do even drag me homeward: which to hinder
Were in your love a whip to me; my stay
To you a
charge and trouble: to save both,
Farewell, our brother.
Tongue-tied, our queen?
I had thought, sir, to have held my peace until
You have drawn oaths from him not to stay. You, sir,
him too coldly. Tell him, you are sure
All in Bohemia's well; this satisfaction
The by-gone day proclaim'd: say
this to him,
He's beat from his best ward.
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