What wisdom stirs amongst you? Come, sir, now
I am for you again: pray you, sit by us,
And tell 's a tale.
Merry or sad shall't be?
As merry as you will.
A sad tale's best for winter: I have one
Of sprites and goblins.
Let's have that, good sir.
Come on, sit down: come on, and do your best
To fright me with your sprites; you're
powerful at it.
There was a man
Nay, come, sit down; then on.
Dwelt by a churchyard: I will tell it softly;
Yond crickets shall not hear it.
Come on, then,
And give't me in mine ear.
Enter LEONTES, with ANTIGONUS, Lords and others
Was he met there? his train? Camillo with him?
Behind the tuft of pines I met them; never
Saw I men scour so on their way: I eyed them
Even to their
How blest am I
In my just censure, in my true opinion!
Alack, for lesser knowledge! how accursed
so blest! There may be in the cup
A spider steep'd, and one may drink, depart,
And yet partake no venom,
for his knowledge
Is not infected: but if one present
The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known
he hath drunk, he cracks his gorge, his sides,
With violent hefts. I have drunk,
and seen the spider.
was his help in this, his pander:
There is a plot against my life, my crown;
All's true that is mistrusted: that
Whom I employ'd was pre-employ'd by him:
He has discover'd my design, and I
pinch'd thing; yea, a very trick
For them to play at will. How came the posterns
So easily open?
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