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For every inch of woman in the world, Ay, every dram of woman's flesh, is false, if she be.
Leon. Hold your peaces.
Leon. Cease: no more.
Ant. If it be so,
Leon. What! lack I credit?
1. Lord. I had rather you did lack, than I, my Lord, Upon this groumd: and more it would content me To have her honour true, than your suspicion; Be blam'd for't how you might.
Leon. Why, what need we Commune with you of this ? but rather follow Our forceful instigation ? Our prerogative Calls not your counsels; but our natural goodness Imparts this: which, - if you (or stupified, Or secming so in skill;) cannot, or will not,
Relish as truth, like us; inform yourselves,
Ant. And I wish, my Liege,
Leon. How could that be?
1. Lord. Well done, my Lord. Leon. Though I am satisfied, and need no more Than what I know, yet shall the oracle Give rest to the minds of others; such as he, Whose ignorant credulity will not Come up to the truth: So have we thought it good, From our frce person she should be confin'd; Lest that the treachery of the two, Aed hence, Be left her to perform. Come, folloiy us; We are to speak in publick; for this business Will raise us all.
Ant. [ Aside.] To laughter, as I take it, If the good truth were known.
The outer Room of a Prison.
Enter PAULINA and Attendants.
Paul. "The keeper of the prison, call to him;
[ Exit an Attendant. Let him have knowledge who I am. Good Lady! No court in Europe is too good for thee, What dost thou then in prison? - Now, good Sir,
Re-enter Attendant, with the Keeper. You know me, do you not?
Keep. For a worthy lady, And one whom much I honour.
Paul. Pray you then, Conduct me to the Queen.
Keep. I may not, Madam; to the contrary
Paul. Here's ado,
Keep. So please you, Madam, to put
Paul. I pray you now, call her. Withdraw yourselves.
[ Exeunt Attend. Keep. And, Miadam, I must be present at your conference.
Paul. Well, be it so, pr'ythee. (Exit Keeper. Here's such ado to make nu stain a siain, As passos colouring.
Re-enter Keeper, with EMILIA.
Emil. As well as one so great, and so forlorn,
Paul. A boy?
Emil. A daughter; and a goodly babe, Lusiy, and like to live: the Qucen receives Much comfort in't: says, My poor prisoner, I am innocent as you.
Paul. I dare be sworn:
Pray you, Emilia,
Emil. Most worthy Madam,
Paul. Tell her, Emilia, I'll use that tongue I have: if wit flow from it, As boldness from my bosom, let it not be doubred I shall do good.
Emil. Now be you blest for it! I'll to the Queen: Please yon, come something nearer. Keep. Madam, ift please the Queen to send the
Paul. You need not fear it, Sir:
Keep. I do believe it.
Paul. Do not you fear: upon Mine honour, I will stand 'twixt you and danger.
The same. A Room in the Palace. Enter LEONTES, ANTIGONUS, Lords, and other
Attendants. Leon. Nor night, sinr day, no rest: It is but
weakness To bear the matter thus; mere weakness, if The cause were not in being; part o'the cause, She, the adultress : for the harlot King * Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank And level of my-brain, plot-proof: but she I can hook to me: Say, that she were gone,