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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.

Leon. Whilst I remember
Her, and her virtues, I cannot forget

My blemishes in them; and so still think of
The wrong I did myself: which was so much,
That heirless it bath made my kingdom; and
Destroy'd the sweet'st companion, that e'er man
Bred his hopes out of.

Paul. True, too true, my lord: If, one by one, you wedded all the world, Or, from the all that are, took something good, To make a perfect woman; she, you kill'd, Would be unparallel'd.

Leon. I think so.

Kill'd!

She I kill'd? I did so: but thou strik 'st me
Sorely, to say I did; it is as bitter
Upon my tongue, as in my thought: Now, good
Say so but seldom.
[now,

Cleo. 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.

Paul. You are one of those,

Would have him wed again.

Dion. If you would not so,

You pity not the state, nor the remembrance
Of his most sovereign dame; consider little,
What dangers, by his Highness' fail of issue,
May drop upon his kingdom, and devour
Incertain lookers-on. What were more holy,
Than to rejoice, the former queen is well?
What holier, than,-for royalty's repair,
For present comfort and for future good,-
To bless the bed of majesty again
With a sweet fellow to't ?

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Shou'd rift to hear me; and the words that
Should be, Remember mine.
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Leon. Stars, very stars,

And all eyes else dead coals 1-fear thou no vik,
I'll have no wife, Paulina.
Paul. Will you swear

Never to marry, but by my free leave ?
Leon. Never, Paulina; so be bless'd my
spirit!

Paul. Then, good my lords, bear witness to his oath.

Cleo. You tempt him over-much.
Paul. Unless another,

As like Hermione as is her picture,
Affront his eye.

Cleo. Good madam,—

Paul. I have done.

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Paul. I should so;

Were I the ghost that walk'd, I'd bid you mark
Her eye; and tell me, for what dull part in't
You chose her; then I'd shriek, that even your

ears

We shall not marry, till thon bidd'st us. Paul. That

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Paul. O Hermione,

As every present time doth boast itself
Above a better, gone; so must thy grave
Give way to what's seen now. Sir, you yourself
Have said, and writ so, (but your writing dow
Is colder than that theme,:) She had not been,
Nor was not to be equali̇d—thus your verse
Flow'd with her beauty once; 'tis shrewdly ent id,
To say, you have seen a better.

Gent. Pardon, madam :

The one I have almost forgot; (your pardən,)
The other when she has obtain'd your eye,
Will have your tongue too. This is such a cres-
ture,

Would she begin a sect, might quench the zeal of all professors else: make proselytes Of who she but bid follow.

Paul. How? not women?

Gent. Women will love her, that she is a wo

man

More worth than any man; men, that she is The rarest of all women.

Leon. Go, Cleomenes;

Yourself, assisted with your honour'd friends, Bring them to our embracement.-Still us

strange,

[Exeunt CLEOMENES, LORDS, and GIS

TLEMEN.

He thus should steal upon us.
Paul. Had our prince,

(Jewel of children,) seen this hour, he had murd Well with this lord; there was not fuli a musth Between their births.

Leon. Pr'ythee, no more: thou know'st,

• Split. + Meet. 1 I.e. Thau the corse of flermione, the subject of your writing.

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He dies to me again, when talk'd of: sure, When I shall see this gentleman, thy speeches Will bring me to consider that, which may Dufurnish me of reason.-They are come.→→ Re-enter CLEOMENES, with FLORIZEL, PERDITA, and Attendants.

Your mother was most true to wedlock, prince;
For she did print your royal father off,
Conceiving you: Were I but twenty-one,
Your father's image is so hit in you,
His very air, that I should call you brother,
As I did him; and speak of something, wildly
By us perform'd before. Most dearly welcome !
And you fair princess, goddess !-Oh! alas !
I lost a couple, that 'twixt heaven and earth
Might thus have stood, begetting wonder, as
You, gracious couple, do! and then I lost
(All mine own folly,) the society,

Amity too, of your brave father; whom,
Though bearing misery, I desire my life
Once more to look upon.

Flo. By his command

Have I here touch'd Sicilia: and from him Give you all greetings, that a king, a friend, Can send his brother and, but infirmity (Which waits upon worn times,) hath something seiz'd

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Lord. Here in the city; I now came from bim.

+ Seize, arrest.

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Leon. You are married?

Flo. We are not, Sir, nor are we like to be;
The stars, I see, will kiss the valleys first :-
The odds for high and low's alike. †
Leon. My lord,

Is this the daughter of a king?
Flo. She is,

When once she is my wife.

Leon. That once, I see, by your good father's speed,

Will come on very slowly. I am sorry,
Most sorry, you have broken from his liking,
Where you were tied in duty and as sorry,
Your choice is not so rich in worth as beauty,
That you might well enjoy her.
Flo. Dear, look up:

Though fortune, visible an enemy
Should chase us, with my father; power no jot
Hath she, to change our loves.-'Beseech you,
Sir,

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gazes

Than what you look on now.
Leon. I thought of her,

Even in these looks I made.-But your petition
[TO FLORIZEL.
your father;

Is yet unanswer'd; I
Your honour not o'erthrown by your desires,

I am a friend to them, and you: upon which

errand

I now go toward him; therefore, follow me, And mark what way I make: Come, good my lord. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The same.-Before the Palace, Enter AUTOLYCUS and a GENTLEMAN. Aut. 'Beseech you, Sir, were you present at this relation?

1 Gent. I was by at the opening of the fardel, heard the old shepherd deliver the manner how he found it whereupon, after a little amazedness, we were all commanded out of the chamber; only this, methought I heard the shepherd say, he found the child.

Aut. I would most gladly know the issue of

it.

Conversation.

A quibble on the false dice so called.

1 Descent or wealth.

1 Gent. I make a broken delivery of the business;--But the changes I perceived in the king, and Camillo, were very notes of admiration :] they seemed almost, with staring at one ano. ther, to tear the cases of their eyes; there was speech in their dumbness, language in their very gesture; they looked, as they had heard of a world ransom'd, or one destroyed: A notable passion of wonder appeared in them: but the wisest beholder, that knew no more but see-the ing, could not say, if the importance • were joy, or sorrow: but in the extremity of the one, it must needs be.

Enter another GENTLEMAN. Here comes a gentleman, that, happily, knows The news, Rogero? [more 2 Gent. Nothing but bonfires: The oracle is fulfilled; the king's daughter is found: such a deal of wonder is broken out within this hour, that ballad-makers cannot be able to express it. Enter a third GENTLEMAN. Here comes the lady Paulina's steward; he can deliver you more. How goes it now, Sir? this news, which is called true, is so like an old tale, that the verity of it is in strong suspicion: Has the king found his heir?

3 Gent. Most true; if ever truth were pregnant by circumstance: that, which you hear, you'll swear you see, there is such unity in the proofs. The mantle of queen Hermione:-her jewel about the neck of it :-the letters of Antigonus, found with it, which they know to be his character:-the majesty of the creature, in resemblance of the mother;-the affection of nobleness, which nature shows above her breeding, and many other evidences, proclaim her, with all certainty, to be the king's daughter. Did you see the meeting of the two kings?

2 Gent. No.

2 Gent. What, pray you, became of Antigonus, that carried hence the child?

and so locks her in embracing, as if she would pin her to her heart, that she might no more be in danger of losing.

1 Gent. Are they returned to the court? 3 Gent. No: the princess hearing of her mo ther's statue, which is in the keeping of Paslina, a piece many years in doing, and now newly performed by that rare Italian master, Julio Romano; who, bad he himself eternity, and could put breath into his work, would be guile nature of her custom, so perfectly be i her ape he so near to Hermione hath done Hermione, that, they say, one would speak to her, and stand in hope of answer: thither, wa all greediness of affection, are they gooe; and there they intend to sup.

2 Gent. I thought she had some great matter there in hand; for she hath privately, twe or thrice a day, ever since the death of Hermione, visited that removed + house. Shall we thither, and with our company piece the rejoicing?

1 Gent. Who would be thence, that has the benefit of access? every wink of an eye, some new grace will be born: our absence makes us anthrifty to our knowledge. Let's along. [Exeurt GENTLERIN. Aut. Now, had I not the dash of my former

3 Gent. Then have you lost a sight, which was to be seen, cannot be spoken of. There might you have beheld one joy crown another ; so, and in such manner, that, it seemed, sorrow life in me, would preferment drop on my bad. wept to take leave of them; for their joy waded I brought the old man and his son aboard the in tears. There was casting up of eyes, hold-prince; told him I heard bim talk of a fardel, ing up of hands; with countenance of such and I know not what: but he at that time, distraction, that they were to be known by over-fond of the shepherd's daughter, (so be garment, not by favour. Our king, being then took her to be,) who began to be much ready to leap ont of himself for joy of his found sea sick, and himself,) little better, extremity of daughter; as if that joy were now become a weather continuing, this mystery retbalzed loss, cries, O thy mother, thy mother then undiscovered. But 'tis all one to me: for tad asks Bohemia forgiveness; then embraces his been the finder-out of this secret, it would son-in-law; then again worries he is daughter, not have relished among my other discredits. with clipping her; now he thanks the old shepherd, which stands by, like a weatherbitten conduit of many kings' reigns. I never heard of such another encounter, which lames report to follow it, and undoes description to do it.

3 Gent. Wrecked, the same instant of their master's death; and in the view of the shepherd so that all the instruments, which aided to expose the child, were even then lost, when it was found. But O the noble combat that, 'twixt joy and sorrow, was fought in Paulina | She had one eye declined for the loss of her husband; another elevated that the oracle was fulfilled; She lifted the princess from the earth;

The thing imported. 1 Countenance, features.

1 Gent. The dignity of this act was worth the audience of kings and princes; for by such was it acted.

+ Disposition or quality. § Embracing.

3 Gent. One of the prettiest touches of all, and that which angled for mine eyes (caught the water, though not the fish,) was, when at relation of the queen's death, with the manner how she came to it, (bravely cortenet, and lamented by the king,) bow attentive sess wounded his daughter: till, from one sign of dolour to another, she did, with an ales' 1 would fain say, bleed tears; for, I am sure, my heart wept blood. Who was most marble there, • changed colour; some swooded, a sorrowed; if all the world could have seen 1, the woe had been universal.

3 Gent. Like an old tale still; which will Clo. You are well met, Sir: You denied to have matter to rehearse, though credit be fight with me this other day, because I was no asleep, and not an ear open: he was torn to gentleman born; See you these clothes! say, pieces with a bear; this avouches the shep-you see them not, and think me still no graherd's son; who has not only his innocence tleman born: you were best say, these robes (which seems much,) to justify him, but a han-are not gentleman born. Give me the lie: do; kerchief and rings of his, that Paulina knows. and try whether I am not now a gentleman 1 Gent. What became of his bark and his born. followers?

Aut. I know you are now, Sir, a gentleman born.

Clo. Ay, and have been so any time these four hours.

Enter SHEPHERD and CLOWN. Here comes those I have done good to against my will, and already appearing in the blossomIS of their fortune.

Shep. Come, boy; I am past more childres; but thy sons and daughters will be all gentle

men born.

Shep. And so have I, boy.

Clo. So you have:-but I was a gentleman born before my father: for the king's son took me by the hand, and called me, brother; and then the two kings called my father, brother: and then the prince, my brother, and the prince cess, my sister, called my father, father; and

Most patrified with wonder.

† Remote.

So we wept; and there was the first gentleman- | Which lets go by some sixteen years, and like tears that ever we shed.

makes ber
As she liv'd now.

Leon. As now she might have done,
So much to my good comfort, as it is
Now piercing to my soul. Oh! thus she stood, i
Even with such life of majesty, (warm life,
As now it coldly stands,) when first I woo'd
her!

Shep. We may live, son, to shed many more. Clo. Ay; or else 'twere hard luck, being in so preposterous estate as we are...

Aut. I humbly beseech you, Sir, to pardon me all the faults I have committed to your worship, and to give me your good report to the prince my master.

Shep. Pr'ythee, son, do; for we must be gentle, now we an gentlemen.

Clo. Thou wilt amend thy life? Aut. Ay, an it like your good worship. Clo. Give me thy hand: I will swear to the prince, thou art as honest a true fellow as any is in Bobemia.

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Shep. You may say it, but not swear it.
Clo. Not swear it, now I am a gentleman ?
Let boors and franklins say it, I'll swear it.
Shep. How if it be false, son?

Clo. If it be ne'er so false, a true gentleman may swear it, in the behalf of his friend :-And I'll swear to the prince, thou art a tall + fellow of thy hands, and that thou wilt not be drunk; but I know, thou art no tall fellow of thy bands, and that thou wilt be drunk; but I'll swear it and I would, thou would'st be a tall fellow of thy bands.

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I am asham'd: Does not the stone rebuke me, ›
For being more stone than it 1-O royal piece,
There's magic in thy majesty; which bas
My evils conjur'd to remembrance; and
From thy admiring daughter took the spirits,
Standing like stone with thee!

Per. And give me leave;

And do not say, 'tis superstition, that

I kneel, and then implore her blessing.—Lady,
Dear queen, that ended when I but began,
Give me that band of your's, to kiss.
Paul. O patience,

The statue is but newly fix'd, the colour's
Not dry.

Cam. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid

on;

Which sixteen winters cannot blow away,
So many summers, dry scarce any joy
Did ever so long live; no sorrow,
But kill'd itself much sooner.
Pol. Dear my brother,

Let him that was the cause of this, have power
To take off so much grief from you as he
Will piece up in himself.

Paul. Indeed, my lord,

If I had thought the sight of my poor image
Would thus have wrought you, (for the stone
is mine,)
I'd not have show'd it.

Leon. Do not draw the curtain.

Paul. No longer shall you gaze on't; lest
your fancy
May think anon, it moves.
Leon. Let be, let be,

Would I were dead, but that methinks al-
ready-
[lord,
What was he, that did make it?-See, my
Would you not deem, it breath'd? and that
those veins

Did verily bear blood?

Pol. Masterly done:

The very life seems warm upon her lip.

Leon. The fixure of her eye has motion in't As we are mock'd with art.

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Paul. It is requir'd

You do awake your faith: Then, all stand still;
Or those, that think it is unlawful business
I am about, let them depart.

Leon. Proceed;

No foot shall stir,

Paul. Music; awake her: strike.- [Music. 'Tis time; descend; be stone no more: approach;

Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come;
I'll fill your grave up stir; nay, come away;
Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him
Dear life redeems you.-You perceive, she stirs:
[HERMIONE comes down from the Pedestal.
Start not her actions shall be holy, as,
You hear, my spell is lawful: do not shun her,
Until you see her die again; for then
You kill her double: Nay, present your hand :
When she was young, you woo'd her; now, in

age,

Is she become the suitor.

Leon. O peace, Paulina;

Thou should'st a busband take by my conset,
As I by thine, a wife: this is a match,
And made between's by vows. Thou hast found
mine;

But how, is to be question'd: for I saw her,
As I thought, dead; and have, in vain, said many
A prayer upon her grave: I'll not seek far
(For him, I partly know his mind,) to find thee
An honourable husband :-Come, Camillo,
And take her by the hand: whose worth, and
honesty,
Is richly noted; and here justified

Pol. She embraces him.

Cam. She bangs about his neck;

By us, a pair of kings.-Let's from this place.-
What?-Look upon my brother 1-both your
pardons,
That e'er I put between your holy looks

If she pertain to life, let her speak too.

Pol. Ay, and make't manifest where she has My ill suspicion.-This your son-in-law,

And son unto the king, (whom heavens directing,)

Leon. Oh! she's warm!

If this be magic, let it be an art
Lawful as eating.

liv'd

Or, how stol'n from the dead?

[Embracing her.

Her. You gods, look down,
And from your secret vials pour your graces
Upon my daughter's head !—Tell me, mine own,
Where hast thou been preserv'd ? where liv'd!
how found

Paul. That she is living,

Were it but told you, sbould be hooted at
Like an old tale; but it appears, she lives,
Though yet she speak not. Mark a little while.
Please you to interpose, fair inadam; kneel,
And pray your mother's blessing.-Turn, good
Our Perdita is found.
[lady;
[Presenting PERDITA, who kneels to
HERMIONE.

Thy father's court for thou shalt bear, that 1,—
Knowing by Paulina, that the oracle
Gave hope thou wast in being,-bave preserv'd
Myself, to see the issue.

Paul. There's time enough for that;
Lest they desire, upon this push to trouble
Your joys with like relation.-Go together,
You precious winners • all; your exultation
Partake to every one. I, an old turtle,
Will wing me to some wither'd bough; and there
My mate, that's never to be found again,
Lament till I am lost.

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