The Winter's Tale

Exit, pursued by a bear.

A sad tale's best for winter: I have one of sprites and goblins.

Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes so by chance.

I do feel it gone, But know not how it went

What a fool honesty is.

It is an heretic that makes the fire, Not she which burns in't.

a wild dedication of yourselves To undiscovered waters, undreamed shores.

I have drunk and seen the spider.

There's some ill planet reigns: I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favourable. Good my lords, I am not prone to weeping, as our sex Commonly are; the want of which vain dew Perchance shall dry your pities: but I have That honourable grief lodged here which burns Worse than tears drown: beseech you all, my lords, With thoughts so qualified as your charities Shall best instruct you, measure me; and so The king's will be perform'd!

What you do Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet. I'ld have you do it ever: when you sing, I'ld have you buy and sell so, so give alms, Pray so; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too: when you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that; move still, still so, And own no other function: each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deed, That all your acts are queens.

they have seem'd to be together, though absent; shook hands, as over a vast; and embrac'd as it were from the ends of opposed winds.

Here's flowers for you; hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram; The marigold.

We were, fair queen, / Two lads that thought there was no more behind / But such a day to-morrow as to-day, / And to be boy eternal.

Well may I get aboard. [He sees a bear.] This is the chase: I am gone for ever! [Exist pursued by a bear.]

Here come those I have done good to against my will,

A gross hag And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd, That wilt not stay her tongue. ANTIGONUS ~ Hang all the husbands That cannot do that feat, you'll leave yourself Hardly one subject.

O, that is entertainment My bosom likes not, nor my brows!

I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful; In every one of these no man is free...

One good deed dying tongueless slaughters a thousand waiting upon that.

He says he loves my daughter. I think so too, for never gazed the moon upon the water as he'll stand and read as 'twere my daughter's eyes; and, to be plain, I think there is not half a kiss to choose who loves another best.

CAMILLO                                              Swear his thought over By each particular star in heaven and By all their influences, you may as well Forbid the sea for to obey the moon As, or by oath remove, or counsel shake The fabric of his folly, whose foundation Is pil'd upon his faith, and will continue The standing of his body.

but I am sure ’t is safer to Avoid what’s grown than question how ’t is born.

You pay a great deal too dear for what's given freely.

Good my lord, be cured Of this diseased opinion, and betimes. For 'tis most dangerous.

To vice you to't, that you have touch'd his queen Forbiddenly.

To302 what we wildly do, so we profess Ourselves to be the slaves of chance, and flies Of every wind that blows.

I am gone for ever. [Exit, pursued by a bear,

Not so: I am as ignorant in that as you In so entitling me, and no less honest Than you are mad; which is enough, I ’ll warrant, As this world goes, to pass for honest.

He makes a July’s day short as December,