standing like a statue.
I like your silence, it the more shows off
Your wonder: but yet speak; first, you, my liege.
Comes it not something near?
Leontes.Her natural posture!
Chide me, dear stone, that I may say indeed
Thou art Hermione. . . .
O, thus she stood,[[67]]
Even with such life of majesty, warm life,
As now it coldly stands, when first I woo’d her!