Directly seasons[b 1] him his enemy,
But, orderly to end where I begun,
Our wills and fates do so contrary run
That our devices still are overthrown,
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own; 225
So think thou wilt no second husband wed,
But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead.
P. Queen. Nor earth to me give[a 1] food nor heaven light!
Sport and repose lock from me day and night!
To desperation turn my trust and hope! 230
An anchor's[a 2] cheer[b 2] in prison be my scope![a 3]
Each opposite, that blanks[b 3] the face of joy,
Meet what I would have well and it destroy!
Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife,
If once a widow, ever I be wife![a 4]235
Ham. If she should break it now![a 5]
P. King. 'Tis deeply sworn. Sweety leave me here awhile;
My spirits grow dull, and fain I would beguile
The tedious day with sleep. [Sleeps.[a 6]
P. Queen. Sleep rock thy brain;
And never come mischance between us twain! 240
[Exit.
- ↑ 221. seasons] Schmidt and Clar. Press: "matures, ripens," see i. iii. 81; but perhaps it means qualifies, tempers.
- ↑ 231. anchor's cheer] anchoret's chair. So Bishop Hall, Satires, iv. ii. 103: "Sit seaven yeares pining in an anchores cheyre. Cheer is explained—perhaps rightly—by Clar. Press and others "fare," but "scope" supports the meaning illustrated by Hall.
- ↑ 232. opposite, that blanks] contrary thing that makes pale. So Sylvester's Du Bartas, 1605: "His brow was never blankt with pallid fear."