The Winter’s Tale. Act 3, Scene 2. Paulina
This speech is used in our interview with Patrena Murray.
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229. I say she’s dead; I’ll swear’t. If word nor oath
230. Prevail not, go and see: if you can bring
231. Tincture or lustre in her lip, her eye,
232. Heat outwardly or breath within, I’ll serve you
233. As I would do the gods. But, O thou tyrant!
234. Do not repent these things, for they are heavier
235. Than all thy woes can stir; therefore betake thee
236. To nothing but despair. A thousand knees
237. Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting,
238. Upon a barren mountain and still winter
239. In storm perpetual, could not move the gods
240. To look that way thou wert.