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109,201 | A Winters Tale | 9 | 3.2.74 | HERMIONE | That it was yours. Now, for conspiracy, |
109,202 | A Winters Tale | 9 | 3.2.75 | HERMIONE | I know not how it tastes, though it be dish'd |
109,203 | A Winters Tale | 9 | 3.2.76 | HERMIONE | For me to try how: all I know of it |
109,204 | A Winters Tale | 9 | 3.2.77 | HERMIONE | Is that Camillo was an honest man, |
109,205 | A Winters Tale | 9 | 3.2.78 | HERMIONE | And why he left your court, the gods themselves, |
109,206 | A Winters Tale | 9 | 3.2.79 | HERMIONE | Wotting no more than I, are ignorant. |
109,207 | A Winters Tale | 10 | 3.2.80 | LEONTES | You knew of his departure, as you know |
109,208 | A Winters Tale | 10 | 3.2.81 | LEONTES | What you have underta'en to do in's absence. |
109,209 | A Winters Tale | 11 | 3.2.82 | HERMIONE | Sir, |
109,210 | A Winters Tale | 11 | 3.2.83 | HERMIONE | You speak a language that I understand not: |
109,211 | A Winters Tale | 11 | 3.2.84 | HERMIONE | My life stands in the level of your dreams, |
109,212 | A Winters Tale | 11 | 3.2.85 | HERMIONE | Which I'll lay down. |
109,213 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.86 | LEONTES | Your actions are my dreams, |
109,214 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.87 | LEONTES | You had a bastard by Polixenes, |
109,215 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.88 | LEONTES | And I but dream'd it. As you were past all shame,-- |
109,216 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.89 | LEONTES | Those of your fact are so--so past all truth: |
109,217 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.90 | LEONTES | Which to deny concerns more than avails, for as |
109,218 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.91 | LEONTES | Thy brat hath been cast out, like to itself, |
109,219 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.92 | LEONTES | No father owning it,--which is, indeed, |
109,220 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.93 | LEONTES | More criminal in thee than it,--so thou |
109,221 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.94 | LEONTES | Shalt feel our justice, in whose easiest passage |
109,222 | A Winters Tale | 12 | 3.2.95 | LEONTES | Look for no less than death. |
109,223 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.96 | HERMIONE | Sir, spare your threats: |
109,224 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.97 | HERMIONE | The bug which you would fright me with I seek. |
109,225 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.98 | HERMIONE | To me can life be no commodity: |
109,226 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.99 | HERMIONE | The crown and comfort of my life, your favour, |
109,227 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.100 | HERMIONE | I do give lost, for I do feel it gone, |
109,228 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.101 | HERMIONE | But know not how it went. My second joy |
109,229 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.102 | HERMIONE | And first-fruits of my body, from his presence |
109,230 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.103 | HERMIONE | I am barr'd, like one infectious. My third comfort |
109,231 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.104 | HERMIONE | Starr'd most unluckily, is from my breast, |
109,232 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.105 | HERMIONE | The innocent milk in its most innocent mouth, |
109,233 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.106 | HERMIONE | Haled out to murder: myself on every post |
109,234 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.107 | HERMIONE | Proclaimed a strumpet: with immodest hatred |
109,235 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.108 | HERMIONE | The child-bed privilege denied, which 'longs |
109,236 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.109 | HERMIONE | To women of all fashion, lastly, hurried |
109,237 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.110 | HERMIONE | Here to this place, i' the open air, before |
109,238 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.111 | HERMIONE | I have got strength of limit. Now, my liege, |
109,239 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.112 | HERMIONE | Tell me what blessings I have here alive, |
109,240 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.113 | HERMIONE | That I should fear to die? Therefore proceed. |
109,241 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.114 | HERMIONE | But yet hear this: mistake me not, no life, |
109,242 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.115 | HERMIONE | I prize it not a straw, but for mine honour, |
109,243 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.116 | HERMIONE | Which I would free, if I shall be condemn'd |
109,244 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.117 | HERMIONE | Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else |
109,245 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.118 | HERMIONE | But what your jealousies awake, I tell you |
109,246 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.119 | HERMIONE | 'Tis rigor and not law. Your honours all, |
109,247 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.120 | HERMIONE | I do refer me to the oracle: |
109,248 | A Winters Tale | 13 | 3.2.121 | HERMIONE | Apollo be my judge! |
109,249 | A Winters Tale | 14 | 3.2.122 | First Lord | This your request |
109,250 | A Winters Tale | 14 | 3.2.123 | First Lord | Is altogether just: therefore bring forth, |
109,251 | A Winters Tale | 14 | 3.2.124 | First Lord | And in Apollos name, his oracle. |
109,252 | A Winters Tale | 14 | null | First Lord | Exeunt certain Officers |
109,253 | A Winters Tale | 15 | 3.2.125 | HERMIONE | The Emperor of Russia was my father: |
109,254 | A Winters Tale | 15 | 3.2.126 | HERMIONE | O that he were alive, and here beholding |
109,255 | A Winters Tale | 15 | 3.2.127 | HERMIONE | His daughter's trial! that he did but see |
109,256 | A Winters Tale | 15 | 3.2.128 | HERMIONE | The flatness of my misery, yet with eyes |
109,257 | A Winters Tale | 15 | 3.2.129 | HERMIONE | Of pity, not revenge! |
109,258 | A Winters Tale | 15 | null | HERMIONE | Re-enter Officers, with CLEOMENES and DION |
109,259 | A Winters Tale | 16 | 3.2.130 | Officer | You here shall swear upon this sword of justice, |
109,260 | A Winters Tale | 16 | 3.2.131 | Officer | That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have |
109,261 | A Winters Tale | 16 | 3.2.132 | Officer | Been both at Delphos, and from thence have brought |
109,262 | A Winters Tale | 16 | 3.2.133 | Officer | The seal'd-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd |
109,263 | A Winters Tale | 16 | 3.2.134 | Officer | Of great Apollo's priest, and that, since then, |
109,264 | A Winters Tale | 16 | 3.2.135 | Officer | You have not dared to break the holy seal |
109,265 | A Winters Tale | 16 | 3.2.136 | Officer | Nor read the secrets in't. |
109,266 | A Winters Tale | 18 | 3.2.137 | DION | All this we swear. |
109,267 | A Winters Tale | 19 | 3.2.138 | LEONTES | Break up the seals and read. |
109,268 | A Winters Tale | 20 | 3.2.139 | Officer | [Reads] Hermione is chaste, |
109,269 | A Winters Tale | 20 | 3.2.140 | Officer | Polixenes blameless, Camillo a true subject, Leontes |
109,270 | A Winters Tale | 20 | 3.2.141 | Officer | a jealous tyrant, his innocent babe truly begotten, |
109,271 | A Winters Tale | 20 | 3.2.142 | Officer | and the king shall live without an heir, if that |
109,272 | A Winters Tale | 20 | 3.2.143 | Officer | which is lost be not found. |
109,273 | A Winters Tale | 21 | 3.2.144 | Lords | Now blessed be the great Apollo! |
109,274 | A Winters Tale | 22 | 3.2.145 | HERMIONE | Praised! |
109,275 | A Winters Tale | 23 | 3.2.146 | LEONTES | Hast thou read truth? |
109,276 | A Winters Tale | 24 | 3.2.147 | Officer | Ay, my lord, even so |
109,277 | A Winters Tale | 24 | 3.2.148 | Officer | As it is here set down. |
109,278 | A Winters Tale | 25 | 3.2.149 | LEONTES | There is no truth at all i' the oracle: |
109,279 | A Winters Tale | 25 | 3.2.150 | LEONTES | The sessions shall proceed: this is mere falsehood. |
109,280 | A Winters Tale | 25 | null | LEONTES | Enter Servant |
109,281 | A Winters Tale | 26 | 3.2.151 | Servant | My lord the king, the king! |
109,282 | A Winters Tale | 27 | 3.2.152 | LEONTES | What is the business? |
109,283 | A Winters Tale | 28 | 3.2.153 | Servant | O sir, I shall be hated to report it! |
109,284 | A Winters Tale | 28 | 3.2.154 | Servant | The prince your son, with mere conceit and fear |
109,285 | A Winters Tale | 28 | 3.2.155 | Servant | Of the queen's speed, is gone. |
109,286 | A Winters Tale | 29 | 3.2.156 | LEONTES | How! gone! |
109,287 | A Winters Tale | 30 | 3.2.157 | Servant | Is dead. |
109,288 | A Winters Tale | 31 | 3.2.158 | LEONTES | Apollo's angry, and the heavens themselves |
109,289 | A Winters Tale | 31 | 3.2.159 | LEONTES | Do strike at my injustice. |
109,290 | A Winters Tale | 31 | null | LEONTES | HERMIONE swoons |
109,291 | A Winters Tale | 31 | 3.2.160 | LEONTES | How now there! |
109,292 | A Winters Tale | 32 | 3.2.161 | PAULINA | This news is mortal to the queen: look down |
109,293 | A Winters Tale | 32 | 3.2.162 | PAULINA | And see what death is doing. |
109,294 | A Winters Tale | 33 | 3.2.163 | LEONTES | Take her hence: |
109,295 | A Winters Tale | 33 | 3.2.164 | LEONTES | Her heart is but o'ercharged, she will recover: |
109,296 | A Winters Tale | 33 | 3.2.165 | LEONTES | I have too much believed mine own suspicion: |
109,297 | A Winters Tale | 33 | 3.2.166 | LEONTES | Beseech you, tenderly apply to her |
109,298 | A Winters Tale | 33 | 3.2.167 | LEONTES | Some remedies for life. |
109,299 | A Winters Tale | 33 | null | LEONTES | Exeunt PAULINA and Ladies, with HERMIONE |
109,300 | A Winters Tale | 33 | 3.2.168 | LEONTES | Apollo, pardon |
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