CAMILLO Act I Scene II Flashcards

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LEONTES: Why thats some comfort. What, Camillo there?

A

Ay my good lord.

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LEONTES: Go play Mamillius; thou’rt an honest man

Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer.

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You had much ado to make his anchor hold

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3
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LEONTES: Dist note it?

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He would not stay at your petitions: made his business more material.

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LEONTES: Dist perceive it?…

How came’t, Camillo, that he did stay?

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At the good queen’s entreaty

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LEONTES: A the queen’s be’t: ‘good’ should be pertinent
But, so it is, it is not. Was this taken by any understanding pate but thine?
Lower Messes perchance are to this business purblind? say.

A

Business my lord! I think most understand Bohemia stays here longer.

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6
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LEONTES: Ha!

A

Stays here longer

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LEONTES: Ay, but why?

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To satisfy your highness and the entreaties

Of our most gracious mistress.

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LEONTES: Satisfy! The entreaties of your mistress! Satisfy!…

We have been deceived in thy integrity, deceived in that which seems so.

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My gracious lord,
I may be negligent, foolish and fearful;
In every one of these no man is free,
But, beseech your grace,
Be plainer with me ; let me know my trespass
By its own visage: if I then deny it,
'Tis none of mine.
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LEONTES: Ha’ not you seen, Camillo, –
My wife is slippery?
Say’ and justify’t

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I would not a stander by to hear
My sovereign mistress clouded so, without
My present vengeance taken; ‘shrew my heart,
You never spoke what did become you less
Than this; which to reiterate were sin
As deep as that, though true.

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10
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LEONTES: is whispering nothing?…

if THIS be nothing.

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Good my lord, be cured
of this diseased opinion, and betimes;
For ‘tis most dangerous.

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11
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LEONTES: Say it be, tis true.

A

No, no my lord

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12
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LEONTES: it is you lie, you lie…

were my wife’s liver
INFECTED as her life, she would not live
The running of one glass.

A

Who does INFECT her?

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13
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LEONTES: Why, he that wears her like a medal , hanging
About his neck, Bohemia…

…and THOU
His CUPBEARER…

…might BESPICE a cup,
To give mine enemy a LASTING WINK
Which draught to me were cordial.

A

Sir, my lord,
I could do this, and that with no rash potion
But with lingering dram that should not work
Maliciously like poison: but I cannt
Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress,
So sovereignly being honourable.
I have loved thee,—

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14
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LEONTES: Make that thy question, and go rot!…

…. Without ripe moving to’t? Would I do this?
Could man blench so?

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I must belive you, sir:
I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for’t;
Provided that, when he’s removed, 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
Know and allied to yours.

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15
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LEONTES: Thou dost advise me
Even so as I mine own course have set down:
I’ll give no blemish to her honour, none.

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My lord,
Go then; and with a countenance as clear
As friendship wears at feasts, keep with Bohemia
And with your queen. I am his cupbearer:
If from me he have wholesome beverage,
Account me not your servant.
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16
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LEONTES: This is all:
Do’t and thou has the one half of my heart;
Do’t not, thou splits thine own.

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I’ll do’it, my lord.

17
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soliloquy #1

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O miserable lady! But, for me,
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
Of thousands that had struck anointed kings
And flourish’d after, I’ld not do’t; but since
Nor brass no stone nor parchment bears not one,
Let villainy itself forswea’t. I must
Forsake the court: to do’t or no, is certain
To me a break-neck. Happy star, reign now!
Here comes Bohemia.