Impartial as the sun’s, revealed the All.
“Shakespeare Sonnets, VII.” Poetical Works. Ed. Arthur Symons. 1900, p. 443.
ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON, BEFORE 1892
(1809-1892)
There are three repartees in Shakespeare which always bring tears to my eyes from their simplicity.
One is in King Lear, when Lear says to Cordelia, “So young and so untender,” and Cordelia lovingly answers, “So young, my lord, and true.” And in The Winter’s Tale, when Florizel takes Perdita’s hand to lead her to the dance, and says, “So turtles pair that never mean to part,” and the little Perdita answers, giving her hand to Florizel, ”I’ll swear for ’em.” And in Cymbeline, when Imogen in tender rebuke says to her husband:
“Why did you throw your wedded lady from you?
Think that you are upon a rock; and now,
Throw me again!”
and Posthumus does not ask forgiveness, but answers, kissing her: