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What is she, but a foul, contending rebel,
Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to bed. We three are married, but you two are sped. 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the white;
[T. LUCENTIO. And, being a winner, God give you good night!
[Exeunt PETRUCHIO and KATH. Hor. Now go thy ways; thou hast tamed a curst shrew. Luc. 'Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be tamed so.
LEONTES, King of Sicilia.
HERMIONE, Queen to Leontes.
Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; satyrs for a Dance;
Shepherds, Shepherdesses, Guards, 8c.
SCENE, sometimes in Sicilia, sometimes in Bohemia.
SCENE I. Sicilia. An Antechamber in Leontes' Palace.
Enter CAMILLO and ARCHIDAMUS. Archidamus. Ir you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bo
IF on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia.
Cam. I think, this coming summer, the king of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him.
Arch. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us, we will be justified in our loves; for, indeed,
Cam. Beseech you, Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge; we cannot wită such magnificence—in so rare-I know not
-We will give you sleepy drinks; that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us.
Cam. You pay a great deal too dear for what's given Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs
as mine honesty puts it to utterance. Cam. Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia.
were trained together in their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such an affection, which cannot choose but branch now.
Since their more mature dignities royal necessities made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, have been royally attor. heyed, with interchange of gifts, letters, loving embassies; that they have seemed to be together, though absent; shook
as over a vast; and embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds: The Heavens continue their loves!
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. 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 should desire to live.
Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire to live on crutches till he had one.
A Room of State in the Palace.
Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, HERMIONE, MAMILLIUS,
CAMILLO, and Attendants.
Stay your thanks awhile;
Sir, that's to-morrow.
Leon. We are tougher, brother,
No longer stay.
Very sooth, to-morrow.
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,