The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 3 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 3 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Arch._ I think there is not in the world either malice
or matter to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of
your young prince Mamillius: it is a gentleman of the greatest
promise that ever came into my note.
_Cam._ I very well agree with you in the hopes of him: 35
it is a gallant child; one that indeed physics the subject,
makes old hearts fresh: they that went on crutches ere he
was born desire yet their life to see him a man.
_Arch._ Would they else be content to die?
_Cam._ Yes; if there were no other excuse why they 40
should desire to live.
_Arch._ If the king had no son, they would desire to
live on crutches till he had one. [_Exeunt._
LINENOTES:
SCENE I. Antechamber....] Theobald. A Palace. Rowe.
[1] _Bohemia_] _Bithynia_ Hanmer (and throughout).
[5] _coming_] _comming_ F1. _common_ F2 F3 F4.
[8] _us_] _us_, Theobald, _us_; Ff.
[11] _Verily_] F3 F4. _Verely_ F1 F2.
[25] _have_] F2 F3 F4. _hath_ F1.
_royally_] _so royally_ Collier (Collier MS.).
[26] _gifts_] F1 F3 F4. _gift_ F2.
[28] _vast_] F1. _vast sea_ F2 F3 F4.
[30] _loves_] _love_ Hanmer.
[33] _Mamillius_] _Mamillus_ Rowe (ed. 2).
SCENE II. _A room of state in the same._
_Enter_ LEONTES, HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS, POLIXENES, CAMILLO,
_and_ Attendants.
_Pol._ Nine changes of the watery star hath been
The shepherd's note since we have left our throne
Without a burthen: time as long again
Would be fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks;
And yet we should, for perpetuity, 5
Go hence in debt: and therefore, like a cipher,
Yet standing in rich place, I multiply
With one 'We thank you,' many thousands moe
That go before it.
_Leon._ Stay your thanks a while;
And pay them when you part.
_Pol._ Sir, that's to-morrow. 10
I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance
Or breed upon our absence; that may blow
No sneaping winds at home, to make us say
'This is put forth too truly:' besides, I have stay'd
To tire your royalty.
_Leon._ We are tougher, brother, 15
Than you can put us to't.
_Pol._ No longer stay.
_Leon._ One seven-night longer.
_Pol._ Very sooth, to-morrow.
_Leon._ We'll part the time between's, then: and in that
I'll no gainsaying.
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