Page 766 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

A sad tale’s best for winter: I have one [25]
Of sprites and goblins.

HERMIONE
Let’s have that, good sir.
Come on, sit down, come on, and do your best
To fright me with your sprites: you’re powerful at it.

MAMILLIUS
There was a man −

HERMIONE
Nay, come sit down: then on.

MAMILLIUS
Dwelt be a churchyard: I will tell it softly, [30]
Yond crickets shall not hear it.

HERMIONE
Come on then,

And giv’t me in mine ear.

(Enter Leontes, with Antigonus, Lords, and others.)

LEONTES
Was he met there? his train? Camillo with him?

A LORD
Behind the tuft of pines I met them, never
Saw I men scour so on their way: I ey’d them [35]
Even to their ships.

LEONTES

How blest am I
In my just censure! in my true opinion!
Alack, for lesser knowledge! how accurs’d
In being so blest! There may be in the cup