Archidamus.
Arch.
If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia note,
on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot,
you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our
Bohemia and your Sicilia.
Cam.
I think, this coming note summer, the King of Sicilia
means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes
him.
Arch.
Wherein our entertainment shall shame us note we
will be justified in our loves; for indeed—
Cam.
Beseech you,—
Arch.
Verily note, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge:
we cannot with such magnificence—in so rare—I
know not what to say. We will give you sleepy drinks,
that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may,
though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us.
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Cam.
You pay a great deal too dear for what's given
freely.
Arch.
Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs
me and as mine honesty puts it to utterance.
Cam.
Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia.
They were trained together in their childhoods; and there
rooted betwixt them then such an affection, which cannot
choose but branch now. Since their more mature dignities
and royal necessities made separation of their society,
their encounters, though not personal, have note been royally note
attorneyed with interchange of gifts note, letters, loving embassies;
that they have seemed to be together, though absent;
shook hands, as over a vast note; and embraced, as it were, from
the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their
loves note!
Arch.
I think there is not in the world either malice
or matter to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of
your young prince Mamillius note: it is a gentleman of the greatest
promise that ever came into my note.
Cam.
I very well agree with you in the hopes of him:
it is a gallant child; one that indeed physics the subject,
makes old hearts fresh: they that went on crutches ere he
was born desire yet their life to see him a man.
Arch.
Would they else be content to die?
Cam.
Yes; if there were no other excuse why they
should desire to live.
Arch.
If the king had no son, they would desire to
live on crutches till he had one.
[Exeunt.
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note
William Aldis Wright [1863–1866], The works of William Shakespeare edited by William George Clark... and John Glover [and William Aldis Wright] (Macmillan and Co., London) [word count] [S10701].
