Speeches (Lines) for Cleomenes in "The Winter's Tale"

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# Act / Scene Speech text
1 III / 1
  • The climate's delicate, the air most sweet,
    Fertile the isle, the temple muc...
  • The climate's delicate, the air most sweet,
    Fertile the isle, the temple much surpassing
    The common praise it bears.
  • Leontes. Twenty-three days
    They have been absent: 'tis good speed; foretells
    The great Apollo suddenly will have
    The truth of this appear. Prepare you, lords;
    Summon a session, that we may arraign
    Our most disloyal lady, for, as she hath
    Been publicly accused, so shall she have
    A just and open trial. While she lives
    My heart will be a burthen to me. Leave me,
    And think upon my bidding.

    Cleomenes. The climate's delicate, the air most sweet,
    Fertile the isle, the temple much surpassing
    The common praise it bears.

2 III / 1
  • But of all, the burst
    And the ear-deafening voice o' the oracle,
    Kin to...
  • But of all, the burst
    And the ear-deafening voice o' the oracle,
    Kin to Jove's thunder, so surprised my sense.
    That I was nothing.
  • Dion. I shall report,
    For most it caught me, the celestial habits,
    Methinks I so should term them, and the reverence
    Of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice!
    How ceremonious, solemn and unearthly
    It was i' the offering!

    Cleomenes. But of all, the burst
    And the ear-deafening voice o' the oracle,
    Kin to Jove's thunder, so surprised my sense.
    That I was nothing.

3 III / 1
  • Great Apollo
    Turn all to the best! These proclamations,
    So forcing fault...
  • Great Apollo
    Turn all to the best! These proclamations,
    So forcing faults upon Hermione,
    I little like.
  • Dion. If the event o' the journey
    Prove as successful to the queen,--O be't so!--
    As it hath been to us rare, pleasant, speedy,
    The time is worth the use on't.

    Cleomenes. Great Apollo
    Turn all to the best! These proclamations,
    So forcing faults upon Hermione,
    I little like.

4 III / 2
  • [with Dion] All this we swear.
  • [with Dion] All this we swear.
  • Officer. You here shall swear upon this sword of justice,
    That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have
    Been both at Delphos, and from thence have brought
    The seal'd-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd
    Of great Apollo's priest; and that, since then,
    You have not dared to break the holy seal
    Nor read the secrets in't.

    Cleomenes. [with Dion] All this we swear.

5 V / 1
  • Sir, you have done enough, and have perform'd
    A saint-like sorrow: no fault...
  • Sir, you have done enough, and have perform'd
    A saint-like sorrow: no fault could you make,
    Which you have not redeem'd; indeed, paid down
    More penitence than done trespass: at the last,
    Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil;
    With them forgive yourself.
  • Autolycus. If I had a mind to be honest, I see Fortune would
    not suffer me: she drops booties in my mouth. I am
    courted now with a double occasion, gold and a means
    to do the prince my master good; which who knows how
    that may turn back to my advancement? I will bring
    these two moles, these blind ones, aboard him: if he
    think it fit to shore them again and that the
    complaint they have to the king concerns him
    nothing, let him call me rogue for being so far
    officious; for I am proof against that title and
    what shame else belongs to't. To him will I present
    them: there may be matter in it.

    Cleomenes. Sir, you have done enough, and have perform'd
    A saint-like sorrow: no fault could you make,
    Which you have not redeem'd; indeed, paid down
    More penitence than done trespass: at the last,
    Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil;
    With them forgive yourself.

6 V / 1
  • Not at all, good lady:
    You might have spoken a thousand things that would
  • Not at all, good lady:
    You might have spoken a thousand things that would
    Have done the time more benefit and graced
    Your kindness better.
  • Leontes. I think so. Kill'd!
    She I kill'd! I did so: but thou strikest me
    Sorely, to say I did; it is as bitter
    Upon thy tongue as in my thought: now, good now,
    Say so but seldom.

    Cleomenes. Not at all, good lady:
    You might have spoken a thousand things that would
    Have done the time more benefit and graced
    Your kindness better.

7 V / 1
  • You tempt him over-much.
  • You tempt him over-much.
  • Paulina. Then, good my lords, bear witness to his oath.

    Cleomenes. You tempt him over-much.

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