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Pet. Now, for my life, Hortensio fears bus wi- Pet. How! She is busy, and she cannot come ! dow.

is that an answer 1 Wid. Tuen never trust me if I be afeard.

Gre Ay, and a kind one too: Pet. You are sensible, and yet you wiss my | Pray God, Sir, your wife send you not a worse. sense :

Pet. I hope, better. I mean, Hortensio is ateard of you.

Hor. Sirrah, Biondello, go, and entreal my wife Wid. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns To come to me torthwith.

Exit Bivnuello. round.

Pet. 0, ho! entreat her! Pet. Roundly replied.

Nav, then she asl needs come. Kath. Mistress, how mrab you that!

Hor. I am, afraid, Sir, Wid. Thus I conceive by him.

Do what you can, yours will not be entreated.
Pet. Conceives by me!-How likes Hortensio

Hor. My widow says, thus she conceives her tale. Now, where's my wife?
Pet Very well mended : kiss him for that, goud Bion. She says, you have some goodly jest in

Kath. He that is giddy, thinks the world turns She will not come; she bids you come to her.

Pet. Worse and worse; she will uot come! O vile,
I pray you, tell ine what you ineant by that. Intolerable, not to be endured !

Wid. Your husband, being troubled with a shrew, Sirrah, Grumio, go to your mistress;
Measures iny husband's sorrow by his woe:

Say, 'command her come to me. (Exit Grumio.
And now you know my meaning.

for. I know her answer. kuth. A very piean meaning.

Pet. What ?
Wid. Right, I mean you.

Hor. She will pot come.
Kath. And 1 an mean, indeed, respecting you. Pet. The fouler fortune mine, and there an end.
Pot. To her, Kate !
Hor. To her, widow !

Pet. A hundred marks, my Kale does put her Bap. Now, by my holidanie, here comes Katha-

rina! Hor. That's my office.

Kath. What is your will, Sir, that you send for me? Pet. Spoke like an officer:-Ha' to thee, lad. Pet. Where is your sister, and Mortensio's wite!

(Drinks to Hortensio. Kath. They sit conferring by the parlour tire. Bap. How likes Gremio these quick-witted folks ? Pet. Go, ietch them hither; if they deny to Grp. Believe ine, Sir, they butt together well.

come, šiun. Head, and butt? An hasty-witted body Swinge me them soundly forth unto their husbands. Would say, your lead and buti were head and Away, I say, and bring them hither straight. hom.

(Ezit katharinu. Vin. Ay, mistress Uride, hath that awaken'd you ? Laic. Here is a wonder, if you talk of a wonder. Bian. "Ay, but not frighted me; therefore I'll Hor. And so it is; I wonder what it bodes.. sleep again.

Pet. Marry, peace it bodes, and love, and quiet Pet. Nay, that you shall not; since you have

lite, begui,

An awful rule, and right supremacy ;
Have at you for a bitter jest or two.

And, to be short, what not, that's sweet and happy.
Bian. Am I your bird ? I mean to shift iny bush, Bap. Now fair betai tiee, good Petruchio!
And then pursue me as you draw your bow:- The wager thou bast won; and I will add
You are welconie all. (Exeunt Biunca, Katharina, Into their losses twenty thousand crowns;
and B'idor.


Pet. Nay, I will win my wager better yet;
This bird you uidi'd al, though you hit her not; And shew more sign of her obedience,
Therefore, a health to ail that shot and miss'd. Her new-built virtue and obedience.
Ira. 0, Sir, Luceptio slipp'd me like his grey.

Re-enter KATHARINA, with BLANCA, and Widow.
Which runs himself, and catches for his master. See, where she comes ; and brings your froward
Pet. A good swift i simile, but something currish.

wives Tra. 'Tis well, Sir

, that you hunted for yoursels; As prisoners to her womanly persuasion.Tis thought, your deer does hold you at a bay. Katharine, that cap of yours becomes you not; Bap. Oho, Petruchio, Tranio kits you now,

Off with that bauble, throw it under foot. Luc. I thank thee for that gird I, goud Travio.

(Katharina pulls off her Cay, and Hor. Confess, confess ; hath he not hit you here?

throu's it down. Pet. 'A has a little gall'd me, I confess;

Wid. Lord, let me never have a cause to sigh, And, as the jest did glance away from me,

Till I be brought to such a silly pass ! 'Tis ten to one it maim'd you two outright.

Bian. Fie! What a foolish duty call you this? Bap: Now, in good sadness, son Petruchio,

Luc. I would your duty were as foolish too : I think thou hast the veriest'slırew of all.

The wisdom of your duty, fair Bianca, Pet. Well, I say no : aud therefore, for assur- Hath cost me an hundred crowns since supper-tine. ance,

Bian. The more fool you, for laying on my duty. Let's each one send unto his wife ;

Pet. Katharine, I charge thee, tell these headAnd he, whose wife is most obedient

strong women To come at first when he doth send for her, What duty they do owe their lords and husbands. Shall win the wager which we will propose.

Wid. Come, come, you're mocking; we will have Hor. Content ;-What is the wager?

no telling: Lw. Twenty crowns.

Pet. Come on, I say; and first begin with her. Pet. Twenty crowns !

Wid. She shall not. I'll venture so much on my hawk, or hound,

Pet. I say, she shall ;--and first begin with lier. But twenty times so much upon my wife.

Kath. Fie, tie! Unknit that threat'ning wikind Luc. A hundred then.


And dart uot scornful glances from those eyes,
Pet. A match ; 'tis done.

To wound thy lord, thy king, thy governor:
It blots thy beauty, as frosts bite the meads ;

Confounds thy fame, as whirlwinds shake lair Luds;
Biondello, bid your mistress come to nie.

And in no sense is meet, or amiable.

[Exit. A woman moved, is like a fountain troubled,
Baz. Son, I will be your half, Bianca comes. Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, berett of beauty;
Luc. l'll have no halves; l’li bear it all myself. And, while it is so, none so dry or thirsty

Will deign to sip, or touch one drop ot it.

Thy husband thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Bion. Sir, my mistress sends you word

Thy head, thy sovereigo; one that cares for thee,
That she is busy, and she cannot come,

And for thy maintenance : commits his body
To painful labour both luy sea and land ;

To watch the night in stormis, the day in cold,
+ Witty.

Sarcasm. While thou liest warnu at home, secure and sale;

Pet. She hath prevented me. Here, siguior for she is changed as she had never been.

Hor. Content.

Hor. Who shall begin ?
Inc. That will l. Go,

Bion. I go.

llow now! Whutnews?

• Dreads.

me, Kate,

And craves no o ner tribnte at thy hands,

That seeming to be most, which we least are. But love, fair looks, and true obedience ;

Then vail your stomachs, for it is no boot; Too little payment for so great a debt.

And place your hands below your husband's fons
Such duty as the subject owes the prince,

In token of which duty, it' he please,
Even such, a woman oweth to her husband : My hand is ready, may it do him ease.
And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour, Pet. Why, there's a wench -Come on, and hiss
And, not obedient to his honest will,
What is she, but a foul contending rebel,

Luc. Well, go thy ways, old lad; for thou shalt
And graceless traitor to her loving lord l-

ha't. I am ashamed, that women are so simple

Vin. 'Tis a good hearing, when children are To offer war where they should kneel for peace;

toward. Or seek for rule, supremacy, and sway,

Luc. But a harsh hearing, when women are fro-
When they are bound to serve, love, and obey.

Why are our bodies soft, and weak, and synooth, Pet. Come, Kate, we'll to-bed :-
Unapt to toil and trouble in the world ;

We three are married, but you two are sped.
But that our soft conditions and our hearts, 'Twas I won the wager, though you hit the wbite.
Should well agree with our external parts ?

[To Lucentie, Come, come, you froward and unable worms! And, being a winner, God give you good night! My niind hath been as big as one of yours,

(Exeunt Petruchio' and Katharina. My heart as great ; my reason, haply, more,

Hor. Now go thy ways, thou hast tamed a curst To bandy word for word, and frown for frown:

shrew. But now, I see our lances are bat straws;

Luc. Tis a wonder, by your leave, she will be Our strength as weak, our weakness past cumpare,

lamed so.

(Excuri. Gentle temper.

• Abate your spirits.

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SCENE II.-T'he same. -A Room of State in the

SCENE 1.- Sicilia - An Antechamber In LEONTES'


LIUS, Canulo, and Allendants. Enter CANILLO, and ARCHIDAMUS.

Pol. Nine changes of the wat'ry star have benim
Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bo- The shepherd's note, since we have left our throue
hemia, on the like occasion whereon my services Without a burden : time as long again
are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great would be till'd up, my brother, with our thanks;
difference betwixt our Bohemia, and your Sicilia. And yet we should, for perpetuity,

Cam. I think, this coming sommer, the king of Go hence in debt: and therefore, like a cypher,
Sicilia means to pay Bohernia the visitation which Yet standing in rich place, I multiply,
he justly owes him.

With one we-thank-you, many thousands more
Arch.' Wherein our entertainment shall shame us, That go before it.
ve will be justified in our loves : for indeed, Lron. Stay your thanks a while;
Cam. 'Beseech you,

And pay them when you part.
Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my Pol. Sir, that's to-morrow.
knowledge : we cannot with such magnificence I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance,
In so rare-I know not what to say.---We will Or breed upon our absence : that muy blow
give you sleepy drinks; that your senses, unintelli. No sneaping • winds at home, to make us say,
gent of our insufficience, may, though they cannot This is put forth too truly! Besides, I have stay'd
praise us, as little accuse us.

To tire your royalty, Cam. You pay a great deal too dear, for what's Leon. We are tougher, brother, given freely.

Than you can put us to'l.
Arch. Believe me, I speak as my understanding Pol. No longer stay,
instructs me, and as muc honesty puts it to ut- Leon. Oile seven-night longer.

Pol. Very sooth, to-morrow.
Curr. Sicilia cannot shew himself over-kind to Leon. We'll part the time between 's then : and
Bohemia. They were train'd together in their child-

in that
hoods; and there rooted betwixt them then such I'll no gain-saying,
an affection, which cannot choose but branch now. Pol. Press me not, 'beseech you, 80;
Since their more mature dignities, and royal neces. There is no tongue that moves, none, pone i' the
sities, made separation of their scciety, their en-

world, counters, though not personal, have been royally So soon as yours, could win me : so it should now, attornied with interchange of gifts, letters, loving Were there necessity in your request, although embassies ; that they have seem'd to be together, Twere needful I denied it. My affairs though absent : shook hands, as over a vast *; and Do even drag me honieward: which to hinder, embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed Were, in your love, a whip to me ; my stay, winds. The heavens continue their loves !

To you a charge and trouble: to save both, Arch. I think, there is not in the world either Farewell, our brother. malice, or matter, to alter it. You have an un- Leon. Tongue-tied, our queen? Speak you. speakable confort of your young prince Mamillius ; Her. I had thought, Sir, to have held iny peace, it is a gentleman of the greatest promise, that ever

until came into my note.

You had drawn oaths from him, not to stay. You, Sir, Cam. I very well agree with you in the hopes of Charge him too coldly: tell him, you are sure, him : it is a gallant child; one that, indeed, phy. All in Bohemia's well: this satistaction sics the subject i, makes old hearts fresh : they, that the by-gone day proclaim'd; say this to him, went on cratches ere he was born, desire yet their He's beat from his best ward. life, to see him a man,

Leon. Well said, Hermione. Arch. Would they else be content to die?

Her. To tell, he longs to see his son were strong: Cam. Yes; if there were no other excuse why But let him say so then, and let him go; they should desire to live.

Bilt let him swear $0, and he shall not stay, Arch. If the king had no son, they would desire We'll thwack him hence with distaffs to live on crutches uill he had one. (Ereunt. Yet of your royal presence (70 Polirenes.) I'll ad

venture • Nobly supplied by substitution of embassies. The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia. • Wide waste of country. • Affords a cordial to the state

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the sun,

You take my lord, I'll give him my commission, Her. It is Grace, indeed.
To let him there a month, behind the gest

Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose
Pretix'd for his parting: yet, good deed +, Leontes,

I love thee not a jar I o'the clock behind

The one for ever earu'd a royal husband;
What lady she her lord.--You'll stay!

The other for some while a friend.
Pol. No, madam.

(Giving her hand to Polizenes, Her. Nay, but you will ?

Leon. Too hot, too hot:

(Aside. Pol. I may not, verily.

To mingle friendship far, is mingling bloods.
Her. Verily!

I have tremor cordis on me :- My heart dances;
You put me off with limberTM vows: but I,

But nol for joy,-not joy.-This entertainment Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with May a free face put on; derive a liberty oaths,

Prom heartiness, from bounty, fertile bosom, Should yet say, Sir, no going. Verily,

And weil become the agent: it may, I grant : You shall not go; a lady's verily is

But to be paddling palins, and pinching tingers, As polent as a lord's. Will you go yet?

As now they are ; and making practised smiles, Force me to keep you as a prisoner,

As in a looking glass;- and then to sigh, as 'illere
Not like a guest; so you shall pay your fees, The mort o' the deer 1:0, that is entertainment
When you depart, and save your thanks. How say My bosom likes not, nor my brows.-Mamillius,

Art thou my boy?
My prisoner ? Or my guest? By your dread verily, Mum. Ay, my good lord.
One of them you shall be.

Leon l' fecks
Pol. Your guest, then, madam :

Why, that's my bawcock 1. What, hast smatch'd
To be your prisoner, should import offending ;

thy nose ? Which is for me less easy to commit,

They say, it's a copy out of mine. Come, captain, Than you to punish.

We must be neat ; not neat, but cleanly, captai:
Her. Not your gaoler then,

And yel the steer, the heifer, and the call,
But your kind hostess. Comé, I'll question you Are all call'd, neat.-Still virginalling .
Of my lord's tricks, and yours, when you were boys;

[Observing Polixenes and Hermit You were pretty lordings || then.

Upon his palna -How now, you wanton calfi
Pol. We were, l'air queen,

Art thou my calf'?
Two lads, that thought there was no more behind, Cum. Yes, if you will my lord.
But such a day to-morrow as to-day,

Leon. Thou want'st a rough pash, and the shoots
And to be boy eternal.

that I havell,
Her. Was not my lord the verier wag o'the two? To be full like me,-yet, they say, we are
Pol. We were as twinn'd lambs, that did frisk i' Almost as like as eggs; women say so,

That will say any thing: but were they false
And bleat the one at the other : what we changed, As o'er-died blacks, as wind, as waters; tuise
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not

As dice are to be wish'd, by one that fixes
The doctrine of ill-doing, no, nor dream'd

No bourn [ 'twixt his and mine'; yet were it true
That any did: had we pursued that lile,

To say this boy were like me.-Come, Sir page,
And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd Look on me with your welkin eye: sweet villain!
With stronger blood, we should have answer's Most dear'st! My collop!-Can thy dam ?-May't bel

Affection ! thy intention stabs the center :
Boldly, Not guilty; the imposition clear'd,

Thou dost make possible, things not su held,
Hereditary ours.

Communicatest with dreams :-(How can this bef)
Her. By this we gather,

With what's unreal thou coactive art,
You have tripp'd since.

And fellow'st nothing: then 'tis very credenti,
Pol. O my most sacred lady,

Thou may'st co-joiu witli something; and thou dost;
Temptations have since then been born to us : for (And that beyond commission; and I find it.)
In those unfledged days was my wile a girl : And that to the intection of my brains,
Your precious self had not then cross'd the eyes And hardening of my brows.
of my young play-fellow,

Pol. What means Sicilia ?
Her. Grace to boot!

Her. He something seems unsettled.
of this make no conclusion ; lest you say,

Pol. How, my lord ?
Your queen and I are devils: yel, go on :

What cheer'? How is't with you, best brother?
The offences we have made you do, we'll answer;

Her. You look,
If you first sinn'd with us, aud that with us

As if you held a brow of much distraction :
You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd nol Are you inoved, my lord ?
With any but with us.

Leon. No, in good earnest.-
Leon. Is he won yet ?

How sovietimes nature will betray its folly,
Her. He'll stay, niy lord.

Its tenderness; and make itself a pastime
Leon. At my request, he would not,

To harder bosoms! (Aside.)--Looking on the lines
Hermione, my dearest, thou never spokest

Of my boy's face, methoughts, I did recoil
To betler purpose.

Twenty three years; and saw myself unbreech'd,
Her. Never

In my green velvet coat: my dagger nuzzled,
Leon. Never, but once.

Lest it should bite its master, and so prove,
Her. What? Have I twice said well? When was'ı As ornaments oti do, too dangerous.
before 1

How like, methought, I then was to this kernel,
I pr'ythee, tell me: cram us with praise, and make us This quash #1, this gentleman :-Mine honest trend,
As fat as tame things : one good deed, dying lungue- Will you take eggs for money og?

Mam. No, my lord, I'll fight.
Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon thal.

Leon. You will? Why, happy man be his dolefit
Our praises are our wages: you may ride us,

My brother,
With one soft kiss, a thousand furiongs, ere Are you so fond of your young prince, as we
With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal ;- Do seem to be of ours?
My last good was, to entreat his stay ;

Pol. If at home, Sir,
What was my first? It has an elder sister,

He's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter :
Or I mistake you : 0, would her name were Grace! Now my sworn friend, and then mine enemy;
But once before I spoke to the purpose : When? My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all:
Nay, let me have't; I long.

He makes a July's day short as December;
Leon. Why, that was when

And, with his varying childness, cures in me
Three crabbed months had sourd themselves to Thoughts that would thick my blood.

Ere I could make thee opeu thy white hand, • Trembling of the heart.
And clap thyself my love; then didst thou uller, The lune played at the death of the deer.
I am yours for ever.

1 Hearty fellow.

1. e. Playing with her fingers, as if on a spinet, • Gests were the names of the stages where the

!! Thou wantest a rough head, and the budung
king appointed to lie, during a royal progress. hords that I have.

ý Fliuisy. SB undary.

•• Blue.
A diminutive of lords.

* Pea-cod.

by Will you be cajoled! Selling aside original sin.

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Lro. So stands this squire

Hast cleansed my bosom! I from thee departea
Onuced with me : we two will waik, my lord, Thy penitent eform'd ; but we have been
And leave you to your graver steps.---Hermione, Deceived in thy integrity, deceived
Huw thou lovest us, shew in our brother's welcome; In that which seems so.
Let what is dear in Sicily, be cheap :

Cam. Be it forbid, my lord !
Next to thyseli, and my young rover, he's

Leon. To bide upon 'i ;-Thou art not honest ; Q: Apparent to my heart.

If thou inclmest that way, thou art a coward : Her. If you would seek 115,

Which hoxes • honesty behind, restraining We are yours i the garden: shall's attend you From course required: or else thou must be counte. there?

À servant, grafted in my serious trust, Leon. To your own bents dispose you : you'll be And therein negligent; or else a fool, found,

That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake drawy
Be you beneath the sky :-I am angling now, And takest it all for jest.
Though you perceive me not how I give line.

Cum. My gracious lord,
Go to, go to ! (A side.--Observing Polizeyes and I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful ;

In every one of these no man is free,
How she holds up the nebt, the bill to him ! But that his negligence, his folly, fear,
And arms her with the boldness of a wife

Amongst the infinite doings of the world,
To her allowing i husband ! Gone already ;

Sometime puts furth: in your affairs, my lord,
Inch-thick, knee deep ; o'er head and ears a fork'd If ever I were wilful-negligent,
one g. [Fixeunt Polizenes, Hermione, and It was my folly; it industriously

I play'd ine rool, it was my negligence,
Go, play, boy; play ; —thy mother plays, and I Not weighing well the end'; if ever fearful
Play too : but so disgraced a part, whose issue To do a thing, where I the issue doubled,
Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour Whereof the execution did cry out
Will be my knell.-Co, play, boy, play ;-there Against the non-performance, 'twas a fear
have Leen,

Which oft afects the wisest: these, my lord,
Or I am much deceived, cuckolds ere now;

Are such allow'd infirmities, that honesty
And many a man there is, even at this present, Is never free of. But, 'beseech your grace,
Now, wlule I speak this, holds his wife by the arm, Be plainer with me; let me know my trespass
That little thinks she has been sluiced in his By its own visage; if I then deny it,

'Tis none of mine.
And his pond fish'd by lus next neighbour, by Leon. Have not you seen, Camillo,
Sir Smile, his neighbour: nay, there's comfort in't, (But that's past doubt: you have; or your eye-glass
Wules other men have gales; and those gales Is thicker than cuckold's horn;) or heard,

(For, to a vision so apparent, rumour As mine, against tbeir will: should all despair, Cannot be mute,) or thought, (for cogitation That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Resides not in that man, that does not think it,) Would hang themselves. Physic for't there is My wife is slippery ? If thou wilt confess, none;

(Or else be inipudently negative, It is a bawdy planet, that will strike

To have nor eyes, nor ears, nor thought,) then say
Where'uis predominant; and 'tis powerful, think it, My wife's a hobby horse ; deserves a name
From east, west, north, and south : be it concluded, Aš rank as any tlax-wench, that puts to
No barricado for a belly; know it;

Before her troth-plight: say it, and justify it.
It will let in and out the enemy,

Cam. I would not be a stander-by, to hear
With bag and baggage ; many a thousand of us My sovereign mistress clouded so, without
Hare the disease, and feel't not.--How now, boy? My present vengeance taken : 'shrew my heart,
Mum. I ain like you, they say.

You never spoke what did become you less
Leon. Why, that's some comfort.-

Than this; which to reiterate, were sin What! Camillo there?

As deep as that, though true. l'am. Ay, my good lord.

Leon. Is whispering nothing!
Leon. Go play, Mamillius; thou’rt an honest man. Is leaning cheek to cheek? Is meeting noses ?

(Erit Jamillius. Kissing with inside lip? Stopping the career Camillo, this great Sir will yet stay longer. Of laugliter with a siglı? (A note infallible

own. You had much ado to make his anchor hold ; of breaking honesty :) horsing foot on foot ? When you cast out, it still came home.

Skulking in corners ? Wishing clocks more swift? leon. Didst note it?

Hours, minites? Noon, midnight? And all eyes Cam. He would not stay at your petitions ; made

blind His business more material.

With the piu and web , but theirs, theirs only, Leon. Didst thou perceive it?

That would unseen be wicked ? Is this nothing? They're here with me already; whispering, round. Why, then the world, and all that's in 't, is nothing; ing ll.

The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing; Sicilia is a so-forth : 'tis far gone,

Wy wife is nothing; vor nothing have these noWhen I shall gust it last.-How came't, Camillo,

things, That he did stay?

If this be nothing. Com. At the good queen's entreaty.

Cam. Good my lord, be cured Leon. At the queen's be't: good, should be per. of this diseased opinion, and betimes ; linent;

For 'tis most dangerous. lut so it is, it is not. Was this taken

Leon. Say, it be ; 'uis true. Liany understanding pate but thine?

Cam. No, no, iny lord.
Furthy conceit is soaking, will draw in

Lem. It is; you lie, you lie:
More than the common blocks :-Not noted, is't, I say, thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee ;
But of the tiner natures? By some severals, Pronounce thee a grass lout, a mindless slave;
Di head-piece extraordinary'? Lower messes **, Or else a hovering temporizer, that
Perchance, are to this business purblind : say. Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil,

(um. Business, my lord ? I think, most understand Inclining to them both; were my wife's liver
Buhemia stays here longer.

Infected as hier life, she would not live Leon. Hat

The running of one glass 1. Cam. Stays liere longer.

Cam. Who does intect her? Leon. Ay, but why?

Leon. Why he, that wears her like her medal, Cam. To satisfy your highness, and the entreaties

hanging of our most gracious mistress.

Abont his neck, Bohemia : who,-if I Leon. Satisfy

Had servants true about me; that bare eyes
The entreaties of your mistress-satisfy ?-

To see alike inine honour as their profits,
la't that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo, Their own particular thrifts,--they would do that
With all the nearest things to my heail, as well Which should ando more doing : ay, and thou,
My chainber-councils, wherein, priest-like, thou His cup-bearer-wliom I, from meaner forni

Have bench'd, and rear'd to worship; whu may'st
• Heir appa:ent, next claimant. + Mouth.
Approving. ♡ A horned one, cuckold.
To round in the ear was to tell secretiy.

• To hox is to hamstring,
** Inferiors in l'anh.
+ Disorders of the eye.

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