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Cam. No, no, my lord.
It is; you lie, you lie :
Who does infect her? Leon. Why he, that wears her like her medal,
hanging About his neck, Bohemia : Who-if I Had servants true about me : that bare eyes To see alike mine honour as their profits, Their own particular thrifts,—they would do that Which should undo more doing: Ay, and thou, His cupbearer,—whom I from meaner form Have bench'd, and rear'd to worship; who may'st
see Plainly, as heaven sees earth, and earth sees heaven, How I am galled.-might'st bespice a cup, To give mine enemy a lasting wink; . Which draught to me were cordial. Сат.
Sir, my lord, I could do this; and that with no rash potion, But with a ling'ring dram, that should not work Maliciously like poison : But I cannot Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress, So sovereignly being honourable. I have lov'd thee,
Leon. Make't thy question, and go rot !5 Dost think, I am so muddy, so unsettled, To appoint myself in this vexation ? sully
4 — like her medal,] i. e. her portrait.
s Make't thy question, and go rot! &c.] This refers to what Camillo has just said, relative to the Queen's chastity.
The purity and whiteness of my sheets, Which to preserve, is sleep; which being spotted, Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps ? Give scandal to the blood o'the prince my son, Who, I do think is mine, and love as mine; Without ripe moving to't?-Would I do this? Could man so blench? Cam.
I must believe you, sir ; I do; and will fetch off Bohemia fort: Provided, that when he's remov’d, your highness Will take again your queen, as yours at first; Even for your son's sake ; and, thereby, for sealing The injury of tongues, in courts and kingdoms Known and allied to yours. Leon.
Thou dost adviso me, Even so as I mine own course have set down : I'll give no blemish to her honour, nonc.
Cam. My lord,
This is all:
I'll do't, my lord. Leon. I will seem friendly, as thou hast advis'd me.
[Ezit, Cam. O miserable lady! But, for ine, What case stand. I in? I must be the poisoner Of good Polixenes : and my ground to do't Is the obedience to a master; one, Who, in rebellion with himself, will have All that are his, so too. To do this deed, Promotion follows: If I could find example • Could man so blench?] To blench is to start off, ta shrink
Of thousands, that had struck anointed kings,
This is strange! methinks,
Hail, most royal sir !
None rare, my lord.
Cam. I dare not know, my lord.
and dare not
There is a sickness
How! caught of me?
I may not answer.
Sir, I'll tell you ;
On, good Camillo.
7 In whose success we are gentle,] Success here means succes. sion. Gentle is evidently opposed to simple; alluding to the distinction between the gentry and yeomanry.
8 I am appointed Him to murder you.] i. e. I am the person
Pol. By whom, Camillo?
By the king.
For what? Cam. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he
0, then my best blood turn
Swear his thought over
How should this grow? Cam. I know not: but, I am sure, 'tis safer to Avoid what's grown, than question how 'tis born. If therefore you dare trust my honesty, That lies enclosed in this trunk, which you Shall bear along impawn'd,-away to-night. Your followers I will whisper to the business; And will, by twos, and threes, at several posterns, Clear them o' the city : For myself, I'll put
9 To vice – ] i.e. to draw, persuade you; probably for advise.
whose foundation Is pild upon his faith,] This folly which is erected on the foundation of settled belief.