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Enter CLEOMENES and DION |
CLEOMENES. The climate's delicate, the air most sweet, |
Fertile the isle, the temple much surpassing |
The common praise it bears. |
DION. I shall report, |
For most it caught me, the celestial habits- |
Methinks I so should term them- and the reverence |
Of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice! |
How ceremonious, solemn, and unearthly, |
It was i' th' off'ring! |
CLEOMENES. But of all, the burst |
And the ear-deaf'ning voice o' th' oracle, |
Kin to Jove's thunder, so surpris'd my sense |
That I was nothing. |
DION. If th' event o' th' journey |
Prove as successful to the Queen- O, be't so!- |
As it hath been to us rare, pleasant, speedy, |
The time is worth the use on't. |
CLEOMENES. Great Apollo |
Turn all to th' best! These proclamations, |
So forcing faults upon Hermione, |
I little like. |
DION. The violent carriage of it |
Will clear or end the business. When the oracle- |
Thus by Apollo's great divine seal'd up- |
Shall the contents discover, something rare |
Even then will rush to knowledge. Go; fresh horses. |
And gracious be the issue! Exeunt |
SCENE II. |
Sicilia. A court of justice |
Enter LEONTES, LORDS, and OFFICERS |
LEONTES. This sessions, to our great grief we pronounce, |
Even pushes 'gainst our heart- the party tried, |
The daughter of a king, our wife, and one |
Of us too much belov'd. Let us be clear'd |
Of being tyrannous, since we so openly |
Proceed in justice, which shall have due course, |
Even to the guilt or the purgation. |
Produce the prisoner. |
OFFICER. It is his Highness' pleasure that the Queen |
Appear in person here in court. |
Enter HERMIONE, as to her trial, PAULINA, and LADIES |
Silence! |
LEONTES. Read the indictment. |
OFFICER. [Reads] 'Hermione, Queen to the worthy Leontes, King of |
Sicilia, thou art here accused and arraigned of high treason, in |
committing adultery with Polixenes, King of Bohemia; and |
conspiring with Camillo to take away the life of our sovereign |
lord the King, thy royal husband: the pretence whereof being by |
circumstances partly laid open, thou, Hermione, contrary to the |
faith and allegiance of true subject, didst counsel and aid them, |
for their better safety, to fly away by night.' |
HERMIONE. Since what I am to say must be but that |
Which contradicts my accusation, and |
The testimony on my part no other |
But what comes from myself, it shall scarce boot me |
To say 'Not guilty.' Mine integrity |
Being counted falsehood shall, as I express it, |
Be so receiv'd. But thus- if pow'rs divine |
Behold our human actions, as they do, |
I doubt not then but innocence shall make |
False accusation blush, and tyranny |
Tremble at patience. You, my lord, best know- |
Who least will seem to do so- my past life |
Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true, |
As I am now unhappy; which is more |
Than history can pattern, though devis'd |
And play'd to take spectators; for behold me- |
A fellow of the royal bed, which owe |
A moiety of the throne, a great king's daughter, |
The mother to a hopeful prince- here standing |
To prate and talk for life and honour fore |
Who please to come and hear. For life, I prize it |
As I weigh grief, which I would spare; for honour, |
'Tis a derivative from me to mine, |
And only that I stand for. I appeal |
To your own conscience, sir, before Polixenes |
Came to your court, how I was in your grace, |
How merited to be so; since he came, |
With what encounter so uncurrent I |
Have strain'd t' appear thus; if one jot beyond |
The bound of honour, or in act or will |
That way inclining, hard'ned be the hearts |
Of all that hear me, and my near'st of kin |
Cry fie upon my grave! |
LEONTES. I ne'er heard yet |
That any of these bolder vices wanted |
Less impudence to gainsay what they did |
Than to perform it first. |
HERMIONE. That's true enough; |
Though 'tis a saying, sir, not due to me. |
LEONTES. You will not own it. |
HERMIONE. More than mistress of |
Which comes to me in name of fault, I must not |
At all acknowledge. For Polixenes, |
With whom I am accus'd, I do confess |
I lov'd him as in honour he requir'd; |
With such a kind of love as might become |
A lady like me; with a love even such, |
So and no other, as yourself commanded; |
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