SparkNotes: Complete Text of The Winter's Tale: Section 6

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Section 6:
ACT III, SCENE I Sicilia. A Street in some Town.

[Enter CLEOMENES and DION.]

CLEOMENES.:

The climate's delicate; the air most sweet;

Fertile the isle; the temple much surpassing

The common praise it bears.

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-deaf'ning voice o' the oracle,

Kin to Jove's thunder, so surprised my sense

That I was nothing.

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 th' best! These proclamations,

So forcing faults upon Hermione,

I little like.

DION.:

The violent carriage of it

Will clear or end the business: when the oracle,—

Thus by Apollo's great divine seal'd up,—

Shall the contents discover, something rare

Even then will rush to knowledge.—Go,—fresh horses;—

And gracious be the issue!

[Exeunt.]

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