Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) romance · King's Men unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 503 words
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Should a Villain say so, (The most replenished Villain in the World) He were as much more Villain: you (my Lord) Do but mistake. You have mistook (my Lady) Polixenes for Leontes: O thou Thing, (Which I'll not call a Creature of thy place, Lest Barbarism (making me the precedent) Should a like Language use to all degrees, And mannerly distinguishment leave out, Betwixt the Prince and Beggar:) I have said she's an adulteress, I have said with whom: More; she's a Traitor, and Camillo is A Federarie with her, and one that knows What she should shame to know herself, But with her most vild Principal: that she's A Bedswaruer, even as bad as those That Vulgars' give boldest Titles; I, and privy To this their late escape. No (by my life) Privy to none of this: how will this grieve you, When you shall come to clearer knowledge, that You thus have published me? Gentle my Lord. You scarce can right me throughly, then, to say You did mistake. No: if I mistake In those Foundations which I build upon, The Centre is not big enough to bear A Schoolboys Top. Away with her, to Prison: He who shall speak for her, is a far-off guilty, But that he speaks. There's some ill Planet reigns: I must be patiented, till the Heavens look With an aspect more favourable. Good my Lords, I am not prone to weeping (as our Sex Commonly are) the want of which vain dew Perchance shall dry your pities: but I have That honourable Grief lodged here, which burns Worse than Tears drown: beseech you all (my Lords) With thoughts so qualified, as your Charities Shall best instruct you, measure me; and so The Kings will be performed. Shall I be heard? Who is't that goes with me? beseech your Highness My Women may be with me, for you see My plight requires it. Do not weep (good Fools) There is no cause: When you shall know your Mistress Has deserved Prison, then abound in Tears, As I come out; this Action I now go on, Is for my better grace. Adieu (my Lord) I never wished to see you sorry, now I trust I shall: my Women come, you have leave. Go, do our bidding: hence. Beseech your Highness call the Queen again. Be certain what you do (Sir) lest your justice Prove violence, in the which three great ones suffer, Yourself, your Queen, your Son. For her (my Lord) I dare my life lay down, and will do't (Sir) Please you t' accept it, that the Queen is spotless I' th' eyes of Heaven, and to you (I mean In this, which you accuse her.) If it prove she's otherwise, I'll keep my Stables where I lodge my Wife, I'll go in couples with her: Then when I feel, and see her, no farther trust her: For every inch of Woman in the World, I, every dram of Woman's flesh is false, If she be.
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Should a Villaine ſay ſo, (The moſt repleniſh'd Villaine in the World) He were as much more Villaine: you (my Lord) Doe but miſtake. You haue miſtooke (my Lady) Polixenes for Leontes: O thou Thing, (Which Ile not call a Creature of thy place, Leaſt Barbariſme (making me the precedent) Should a like Language vſe to all degrees, And mannerly diſtinguiſhment leaue out, Betwixt the Prince and Begger:) I haue ſaid Shee's an Adultreſſe, I haue ſaid with whom: More; ſhee's a Traytor, and Camillo is A Federarie with her, and one that knowes What ſhe ſhould ſhame to know her ſelfe, But with her moſt vild Principall: that ſhee's A Bed-ſwaruer, euen as bad as thoſe That Vulgars giue bold'ſt Titles; I, and priuy To this their late eſcape. No (by my life) Priuy to none of this: how will this grieue you, When you ſhall come to clearer knowledge, that You thus haue publiſh'd me? Gentle my Lord. You ſcarce can right me throughly, then, to ſay You did miſtake. No: if I miſtake In thoſe Foundations which I build vpon, The Centre is not bigge enough to beare A Schoole-Boyes Top. Away with her, to Priſon: He who ſhall ſpeake for her, is a farre-off guiltie, But that he ſpeakes. There's ſome ill Planet raignes: I muſt be patient, till the Heauens looke With an aſpect more fauorable. Good my Lords, I am not prone to weeping (as our Sex Commonly are) the want of which vaine dew Perchance ſhall dry your pitties: but I haue That honorable Griefe lodg'd here, which burnes Worſe then Teares drowne: beſeech you all (my Lords) With thoughts ſo qualified, as your Charities Shall beſt inſtruct you, meaſure me; and ſo The Kings will be perform'd. Shall I be heard? Who is't that goes with me? beſeech your Highnes My Women may be with me, for you ſee My plight requires it. Doe not weepe (good Fooles) There is no cauſe: When you ſhall know your Miſtris Ha's deſeru'd Priſon, then abound in Teares, As I come out; this Action I now goe on, Is for my better grace. Adieu (my Lord) I neuer wiſh'd to ſee you ſorry, now I truſt I ſhall: my Women come, you haue leaue. Goe, doe our bidding: hence. Beſeech your Highneſſe call the Queene againe. Be certaine what you do (Sir) leaſt your Iuſtice Proue violence, in the which three great ones ſuffer, Your Selfe, your Queene, your Sonne. For her (my Lord) I dare my life lay downe, and will do't (Sir) Pleaſe you t' accept it, that the Queene is ſpotleſſe I' th' eyes of Heauen, and to you (I meane In this, which you accuſe her.) If it proue Shee's otherwiſe, Ile keepe my Stables where I lodge my Wife, Ile goe in couples with her: Then when I feele, and ſee her, no farther truſt her: For euery ynch of Woman in the World, I, euery dram of Womans fleſh is falſe, If ſhe be.