<SPEECH 1><ACT 3><SCENE 1><33%>
<CLEOMENES>	<33%>
	The climate's delicate, the air most sweet,
	Fertile the isle, the temple much surpassing
	The common praise it bears.
</CLEOMENES>

<SPEECH 2><ACT 3><SCENE 1><33%>
<CLEOMENES>	<33%>
	But of all, the burst
	And the ear-deafening voice o' the oracle,
	Kin to Jove's thunder, so surpris'd my sense,
	That I was nothing.
</CLEOMENES>

<SPEECH 3><ACT 3><SCENE 1><33%>
<CLEOMENES>	<34%>
	Great Apollo
	Turn all to the best! These proclamations,
	So forcing faults upon Hermione,
	I little like.
</CLEOMENES>

<SPEECH 4><ACT 3><SCENE 2><38%>
<CLEOMENES>	<38%>
	All this we swear.
</CLEOMENES>

<SPEECH 5><ACT 5><SCENE 1><81%>
<CLEOMENES>	<81%>
	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.
</CLEOMENES>

<SPEECH 6><ACT 5><SCENE 1><81%>
<CLEOMENES>	<82%>
	Not at all, good lady:
	You might have spoken a thousand things that would
	Have done the time more benefit, and grac'd
	Your kindness better.
</CLEOMENES>

<SPEECH 7><ACT 5><SCENE 1><83%>
<CLEOMENES>	<83%>
	You tempt him over much.
</CLEOMENES>

<SPEECH 8><ACT 5><SCENE 1><83%>
<CLEOMENES>	<84%>
	Good madam,—
</CLEOMENES>

