Act 2 - Scene 3
A room in LEONTES' palace.
Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and Servants
Nor night nor day no rest: it is but weakness
To bear the matter thus; mere weakness. If
The cause were
not in being, part o' the cause,
She the adulteress; for the harlot king
Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the
And level of my brain, plot-proof; but she
I can hook to me: say that she were gone,
Given to the fire,
a moiety of my rest
Might come to me again. Who's there?
How does the boy?
He took good rest to-night;
'Tis hoped his sickness is discharged.
To see his nobleness!
Conceiving the dishonour of his mother,
He straight declined, droop'd, took it deeply,
and fix'd the shame on't in himself,
Threw off his spirit, his appetite, his sleep,
And downright languish'd.
Leave me solely: go,
See how he fares.
Fie, fie! no thought of him:
The thought of my revenges that way
Recoil upon me: in himself too mighty,
in his parties, his alliance; let him be
Until a time may serve: for present vengeance,
Take it on her. Camillo
Laugh at me, make their pastime at my sorrow:
They should not laugh if I could reach
Shall she within my power.
Enter PAULINA, with a child
You must not enter.
Nay, rather, good my lords, be second to me:
Fear you his tyrannous passion more, alas,
Than the queen's
life? a gracious innocent soul,
More free than he is jealous.
Madam, he hath not slept tonight; commanded
None should come at him.
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