Page 747 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

You did continue fault, and that you slipp’d not [85]
With any but with us.

LEONTES
Is he won yet?

HERMIONE
He’ll stay, my lord.

LEONTES
At my request he would not.
Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok’st

To better purpose.

HERMIONE
Never?

LEONTES
Never but once.

HERMIONE
What! have I twice said well? when was’t before? [90]
I prithee tell me: cram ’s with praise, and make ’s

As fat as tame things: one good deed, dying tongueless,
Slaughters a thousand, waiting upon that.
Our praises are our wages. You may ride’s
With one soft kiss a thousand furlongs ere [95]

With spur we heat an acre. But to th’ goal:
My last good deed was to entreat his stay:
What was my first? It has an elder sister,
Or I mistake you: O, would her name were Grace!

But once before I spoke to th’ purpose? when? [100]
Nay, let me have’t: I long!

LEONTES
Why, that was when
Three crabbed months had sour’d themselves to death,