From heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom, Mam, Leon. 2 Ay, my good lord. I'fecks? Why that's my bawcock.3 What, hast smutch'd thy nose? They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain, [Observing POLIXEN ES and HERMIONE. Upon his palm ?-How now, you wanton calf? Art thou my calf? Mam. Yes, if you will, my lord. Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots that I have,5 To be full like me :-yet, they say, we are Almost as like as eggs; women say so, 2 The tune played at the death of the deer. 3 Hearty fellow. i. e. Playing with her fingers as if on a spinnet. 5 Thou wanteft a rough head, and the budding horns that I have. No bourn twixt his and mine; yet were it true `Affection! thy intention stabs the center: And fellow'st nothing: Then, 'tis very credent," And hardening of my brows. Pol. What means Sicilia ? How, my lord? Her. He something seems unsettled. Pol. What cheer? how is't with you, best brother? Her. You look, As if you held a brow of much distraction : Leon. No, in good earnest.How sometimes nature will betray its folly, Its tenderness, and make itself a pastime To harder bosoms! Looking on the lines Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil Twenty-three years; and saw myself unbreech'd, In my green velvet coat; my dagger muzzled, Lest it should bite its master, and so prove, As ornaments oft do, too dangerous. How like, methought, I then was to this kernel, 5 Boundary. 6 Blue. 7 Credible. 8 This squash, this gentleman:-Mine honest friend, Will you take eggs for money?9. Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight. Leon. You will? why, happy.man, be his dole!'- Are you so fond of your young prince, as we Pol. If at home, sir, He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter: Leon. And leave you to your graver steps.-Hermione, How thou lov'st us,, show in our brother's welcome; Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap : Next to thyself, and my young rover, he's Apparent to my heart. If would seek us, We are yours i'the garden: Shall's attend you there? Leon. To your own bents dispose you: you'll be Be found, you beneath the sky:-I am angling now, Though you perceive me not how I give line. Go to, go to! [Aside. Observing POLIXEN ES and HERMIONE How she holds up the neb,3 the bill to him! 8 Pea-cod. 9 Will you be cajoled? May his share of life be an happy one! > Heir apparent, next claimant. 3 Mouth. And arms her with the boldness of a wife To her allowing husband! Gone already; Inch-thick, knee-deep; o'er head and ears a fork'd ..one. [Exeunt POLIXEN ES, HERMIONE, and At tendants. i Go, play, boy, play;-thy mother plays, and I Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now; Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it, It will let in and out the enemy, With bag and baggage: many a thousand of us Have the disease, and feel't not.-How now, boy? Mam. I am like you, they say. Leon. What! Camillo there? 4 Approving. Why that's some comfort. 5 A horned one, a cuckold. Cam. Ay, my good lord. Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou'rt an honest man. [Exit MAMILLius. Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. Cam. You had much ado to make his anchor hold: When you cast out, it still came home. Leon. Didst note it? Cam. He would not stay at your petitions; made His business more material. Leon. Didst perceive it? They're here with me already; whispering, rounding," Sicilia is a so-forth: 'Tis far gone, When I shall gust That he did stay? Cam. it last.-How came't, Camillo, At the good queen's entreaty. Leon. At the queen's, be't: good, should be pertinent; But so it is, it is not. Was this taken By any understanding pate but thine? More than the common blocks :-Not noted, is't, Leon. Ha? Cam. Stays here longer. Leon. Ay, but why? • To round in the ear was to tell secretly. |