Chapter 4 third act

The first Sicilian seaport Enter Cleomenes and Dewin. The climate of Cleomenes is so pleasant, the air is so clear, the soil of the island is so rich, and the majesty of the temples exceeds all admiration. What impressed me the most about Di Wen was the sacred robes and the reverent look of the solemn priests wearing the robes.Ah, that ritual!How grand, solemn and sacred is the etiquette at the time of offering sacrifices! But the strangest thing about Cleomenes is that the oracle's proclamation and that deafening sound, like the thunderbolt of the gods, terrified me. DEWIN So rare, so pleasing, and so swift our journey is; If its end Can prove the Queen's innocence May it be so!Then it was a worthwhile trip.

The great Apollo of Cleomenis turned all things to the best!These edicts slandering Hermione for no reason make me sad. Di Wen's cruel trial this time will make a clear one.After the oracle, sealed by the holy priest of Apollo, was pronounced, something unexpected was bound to be announced to all.Go, change horses!Hope all is well! (same below) Second Sicily.court Enter Leontes, ministers, and courtiers. This court of Leontes Is so unfortunate that it grieves me; The daughter of the royal family we have to judge, My royal wife who has always been favored.We will try our best to avoid tyranny this time, because we have followed the legal procedure and conducted it openly, and we can always see whether we are guilty or not.Bring the prisoner up.

The court official has an order to invite the queen to appear in court.quiet! Enter Hermione, escorted by the guard, followed by Paulina and the ladies of the court. Leontes read the indictment. JUDGER (reading) Hermione, queen of Leontes, the wise king of Sicily!You committed adultery with Polixenes, the king of Bohemia, and then conspired with Camillo to kill the lord; when the conspiracy was revealed, you betrayed your loyalty to the king, secretly assisted the traitor, and escaped overnight: the laws of all countries are unforgivable .We are now accusing you of the crime of treason and immorality.

Hermione What I want to say, needless to say, is contrary to what I am accused of, and I am the only one who can prove it to me, so even if I plead not guilty, it is of little use; my sincerity has been regarded as false, so Even telling the truth will not convince you.But if the gods of heaven are watching men's deeds, I believe that the purity of innocence will shame the false slander, and the tyranny will tremble at the forbearance.Your Majesty, how chaste and faithful my past life was, you know well, though you would not think of it; my present misfortune is unprecedented.As a concubine, I accompany the supreme throne, the daughter of a great king, and the mother of a promising prince, but now I am a prisoner of the rank and file, talking about life and reputation, and begging for your mercy! listen.Life seems to me not worth living, when I have weighed all its sorrows; but honour, which I hand down to my posterity, is the only thing I care about.Your Majesty, I beg you to ask your conscience, before Polixenes came here, how did you favor me, and whether that kind of favor was proper; after he came, what did I have with him that is not allowed by etiquette? Dated so much that you lost your favor and got to where you are today.If, in my actions or in my will, I have been a little out of courtesy, you who hear me, do not forgive me, and those closest to me may be ashamed on my grave. scold me.

Leontes I have always heard that if a person does something shameless, he will inevitably deny it with double shame. Your Majesty Hermione, what you say is true; but it cannot be applied to me. Leontes That's because you won't admit it. Hermione. Of course I cannot admit that I have been wronged by others for what I have no part in.You say I've had an affair with Polixenes, and I confess that I adore him as he deserves, with the friendship that befits my position; and that adoration you commanded me. .If I should not be courteous to him, I think it would not only be against your will, but also be disrespectful to your friend who was so dear to you when you were a boy.As for the conspirators, even if I had been prearranged to try it, I wouldn't know what it was like.All that I know, Camillo is a just and good man; why he should leave your court, That's as utterly unknown even to the gods as I am.

Leontes, you know his departure, and you know what you will do after they go. My lord, Hermione, I do not understand what you say; I can only now give my life as a sacrifice to your whimsical nightmare. Leontes My dream is entirely your work!You and Polixenes had a bastard, is that also my dream?You and your party are shameless things, completely unreliable, the more you deny it, the more sincere and guilty you appear.Your little thing has no father to claim it, and she has been lost. She has no crime at all, and the crime is on you. Now you should be punished by justice, and the most merciful sentence cannot be less than death.

Do not frighten me, my lord, Hermione; the ghost with which you frighten me is just what I want.For me, life is not something precious.The ultimate happiness of my life, your favor, is irretrievably lost; for I feel it is gone from me, but do not know how.My second beloved, the fruit I bore for the first time, has been quarantined and is not allowed to see me, as if I were a person suffering from a serious disease.My third comforter was born with bad luck, and was snatched from my breast with her innocent milk still in her innocent mouth, and was killed alive.Myself, declared a whore; the puerperal privileges which women of all ranks are entitled to, rejected me with violent hatred; Drive me here, to be ravaged by the wind and the sun.May I ask your Majesty, what happiness do I have in life, why should I be afraid of death?Please do it.But listen: don't get me wrong, I don't want life, it's not worth a straw in my eyes; but I'm going to clean my name.If you convict me based on groundless guesses, all evidence can be disregarded, and only your jealousy decides, then I tell you that this is not law, this is tyranny.My lords, I trust myself to the oracle of Apollo, and may he be my judge!

First sir, your request is perfectly justified.In the name of Apollo, fetch his oracle. (Exit several court officials.) Hermione The emperor of Russia is my father; alas!If he lives here to see his daughter judged; if he sees me so wretched, And not with vengeance, but with pity! Re-enter the Judge with Cleomenes and Di Wen. Judges Cleomenes and Dewin, ye will swear by the sword of justice that ye indeed came to Delphi, and brought this sealed oracle from the hand of the priest of Apollo; Dare to open the sacred seal and read the secrets in it privately? Cleomenis, Dewin We can swear all this.

Leontes opened the seal and read it. Judge (read) Hermione is pure and innocent; Polixenes is virtuous; Camillo is faithful; Leontes is suspicious tyrant; the innocent babe is his own; if it is lost it cannot be found again, king Will be extinct. All ministers praise God Apollo! Hermione, thank the gods! Leontes, did you read correctly? The courtier read it right, my lord; read it just as it was written. The oracle of Leontes is totally unreliable.The trial continues.This is fake. Enter a Servant. Servant Your Majesty, Your Majesty! What's up Leontes? Servant, Your Majesty!I really don't want to report to you that the little highness has already gone because he is worried about the fate of the empress!

What about Leontes!went! The servant died. Leontes Apollo is angry; all the gods of the heavens condemn my tyranny. (Hermi Winnie faints) What's the matter? Mistress Paulina can't bear the news; look she's dead. Leontes helped her out.She just got too much stimulation in her heart; she will wake up.I trusted my own suspicions too easily.Please take good care of her and bring her back to life. (Exit Paulina and the maids help Hermione) Forgive me, Apollo, for blaspheming your oracle so much!I will make peace with Polixenes, and beg my queen to forgive me, and recall good Camillo, a good man, faithful and benevolent.Bewildered by jealousy, and thinking only of bloodshed and vengeance, I chose Camillo, and ordered him to poison my friend Polixenes; though I threatened him with capital punishment, and encouraged him with great rewards , but Camillo's kindness at last delayed my fiery orders, which otherwise would have been done.He was so gracious and noble-hearted, that he informed my honored guest of my wicked scheme, sacrificed his considerable possessions here, and risked everything, making honor his only possession.How much light he shone because of my rust!His kindness made it all the more despicable of my actions.

Re-enter Paulina. Paulina is bad!Alas, quickly untie my belt, or my heart will burst with it! What is the matter, my lady? Paulina Hunjun, what torture do you have prepared for me?Grinding wheels?A dismembered torture rack?fire?peeling?Roast or fry?Every word I say offends you. Do you have any old or new instruments of torture for me to try?Your tyranny, coupled with your jealousy, is more childish than children's imagination, and a nine-year-old girl will not turn to such childish and boring thoughts; alas!If you think about what you've done, you must be mad, all mad; for all your follies before have been but trifles.You murdered Polixenes, that is nothing; it only shows that you are a capricious, treacherous fool.It's nothing that you let Camillo kill a king, and stigmatize him forever; there are greater crimes than these.Before you throw your daughter to the bulls and sheep, die or live a lowly man, even the devil, before he does such a thing, tears well from his angry eyes.Nor do I directly blame you for the death of the little prince; for though he was so young, his heart was so noble that it broke his heart to see his virtuous mother so insulted by his rough and foolish father.No, that's not what I'm going to blame you for; but one last thing, my lords!When I say it, let everyone weep!The queen, the queen, the sweetest, most lovable creature is dead, and no retribution has yet come upon her murderer! Chen Jia has such a thing! Paulina I say she's dead; I can swear; and if neither my words nor my oaths will convince you, then see for yourselves.If you can make her lips bleed, her eyes shine, her body emit warmth, and her throat let out breath, then I will bow down and worship you as gods.But you tyrant!You need not regret these things, for they are too heavy for all your sorrows to change; despair is your only end.Asking a thousand knees to kneel on a barren mountain for ten thousand years, being naked, deprived of food, and suffering forever from the winter blizzard, will not move the gods in the sky to forgive you. Leontes Go on, go on.You can't say too much; I deserve the worst scolding of all. FIRST MESSENGER Silence; in any case, it is not right for you to speak so freely. Paulina I'm sorry; I'll regret it as soon as I realize my mistake.well!In my womanly temper, I speak too much; His noble heart is wounded.It is useless to grieve over things that are past and can't be done.Don't be sorry for what I say; give me what I deserve, because I shouldn't remind you of things you ought to forget.My good lord, Your Majesty, forgive a foolish woman!Because of my respect and love for my mother.Look, I'm going to say something stupid again!I will speak no more of her, nor of your children; neither will I speak of my poor husband, who has disappeared; bear with me, and I will say no more. Leontes You're right in what you say; I can hear all the truth, and you don't have to pity me.Please come with me to see the dead body of my queen and son; they shall be buried together in one grave, and the cause of their death shall be engraved on the tombstone, and my shame shall never fade away.Once a day I'll visit the church where their bones lie, and spend my time there with my tears; I'll swear to do so every day until I die.Take me to cry at them. (same below.) Game 3 Bohemia.coastal wilderness Antigonus enters with the baby and a sailor. Antigonus Then do you really believe that where our ship lands is the wilds of Bohemia? Sailor Yes, my lord; I'm afraid We're going ashore, and it's very dark, and I'm afraid a gale will blow.It seems to me that the sky is angry and a little bit unhappy with what we're doing. Antigonus May God's will be done!You go aboard, and take care of your boat; I'll be here in a moment. Hurry up, sailor, and don't go too far; the weather is likely to change, and this is a place famous for wild beasts. Antigonus, go; I'll come right away. Sailor I wish I could get away sooner. (Down.) Come Antigonus, poor boy.I've heard people say that the spirits of the dead appear, but I can't believe it; if it's true, it must have been your mother who appeared to me last night, and dreams are never so clear.I saw a person approaching me, with her head now on one side, now on the other; never had I seen such a stately aspect on a sad face.She came into my cabin like a saint in a pure white gown, bowed three times to me, and tried to say a few words with great difficulty; her eyes were like a pair of fountains.After weeping bitterly, she spoke these words: Good Antigonus, fate has turned against your conscience, and made you the one who deserted my poor child; She was left in a far-off place, Bohemia is that place, go there, and let her weep by herself.As the child is considered lost forever, I ask you to name her Perdita.You did this cruel thing on my husband's orders, and you will never see your wife Paulina again.After saying this, he screamed a few times and disappeared.I was terribly frightened, and immediately made up my mind, thinking that this was a real thing, not a dream in sleep.Dreams are not trustworthy; but this time I must follow orders carefully.I believe that Hermione has been put to death, and that she is indeed the child of Polixenes, and therefore Apollo bids me to put her here, dead or alive, always in her own father's land.May you be safe, baby! (Puts the boy down.) Lie down; here's a note for you; these things, (puts down a package) If you're lucky, my dear, they'll keep you alive.It's raining.poor thing!Because of your mother's fault, being abandoned in the wilderness, I don't know what will happen!I can't weep, but my heart's blood's running; wretched me to have to do this to swear!do not!The weather is getting worse and worse, and you will probably hear a hypnotic song that is too rough.I have never seen a daytime sky so dark.Where is the frightening noise coming from!I hope I get on board safely!A beast has been driven here; I shall not live this time! (Chased by a bear.) Enter the Shepherd. Shepherd I hope there is no other age between sixteen and twenty-three, or let youth sleep in sleep all this time; Raise children, insult elders at will, steal things, fight.listen!Who would hunt in this weather but hot young men between the ages of sixteen and twenty-three?They have scared off my two best sheep; and I am afraid the wolves will find them before their masters do.Most of them are eating ivy by the sea.Good luck bless me!Hey, what's here? (Picks up the child) Oh, a child, a very respectable child!I don't know if it's a man or a woman?What a boy; what a lovely boy.It must be an affair; I haven't read much, but I have read jokes about how the maids of rich families make affairs: the ladder is put away, the box is packed, and the couple slips through the back door. The parents are so happy to sleep in the warm quilt, but the poor child is left here to suffer from the cold.I'll do a good thing and pick him up; but I'll wait till my son comes.He is already calling me.Hello!Hello! Enter the clown. Hello clown! Shepherd Hey, are you here?If you want to see something you'll have to tell people when you die, come here.Oh boy, why are you sad? Clown I have seen two terrible things at sea and on shore!But I can't talk about the sea, because now it is completely indistinguishable which part is the sky and which part is the sea. Shepherd What, boy, what is it? Clown I want you to see how angry and angry the storm is, how it washes up on the shore!But that was irrelevant gossip.well!The miserable cries of those wretches!Sometimes you can see them, sometimes you can't see them; and now the ship's mainmast is on the moon, and in an instant she's rolling and sinking in the foam, just as you drop a cork in a vat.Then there was what happened on the shore.See how the bear tore off his shoulder-blades, how he cries to me for help, and says his name is Antigonus, and he is a nobleman.But first we'll finish with the boat; see how the sea swallows it up; but first we'll tell how the wretches cried out, how the sea made fun of them; how the poor lord cried how the bear made fun of him; their shouts were louder than the waves and the wind. O shepherd!When did this happen, boy? Clown Now, now; I haven't blinked an eye since I saw that.The people under the water hadn't quite cooled off; the bear hadn't eaten half of the lord yet, and he was still eating. If the shepherd had seen me, I would have rescued that man. Clown I'd like you to be beside the boat, to save the boat; your kindness must not stand firm. What a miserable shepherd!How miserable!Look here, boy.Bless yourself!You see people dying, but I see things that are just born.This looks delicious enough!You see, there is a child of a rich family wrapped in a baby clothes!Look here; take it up, take it up, boy; untie it.let's see.People told me that the gods would bless me to get rich; this must be a child left by the gods.Untie it, what's in it, boy? You're a rich old man, clown; and if God spares your youthful sins, you're in good hands!gold!Totally gold! Shepherd This is fairy gold, boy, it's all right; take it and hide it.Take a shortcut and go home, go home!We've had good luck, boy; and if we're going to keep it, we've got to keep it secret.My sheep let it go.Come, my boy, take the shortest way home. Clown, take what you found and take a shortcut and go back.I'll go and see if the bear has left the lord first, and how he's been eating; the beast only loses his temper when he's hungry.If he had any flesh and blood left, I'd bury him. Shepherd That's a good thing.If you can tell what he was like from anything left of him, call me and let me see. Clown All right; you can help me get him down. Shepherd Today's a lucky day, boy; let's do something good. (same below.)