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Well with this lord : there was not full a month
Leon. Pr’ythee, no more: cease! thou know'st,
Were I but twenty-one,
By his command
O, my brother!
1 Old copies : at; as, is the MS. emendation of Lord F. Egerton's folio, 1623
To greet a man not worth her pains, much less
Good, my lord,
Where the warlike Smalus,
The blessed gods
Enter a Lord.
Most noble sir,
Where's Bohemia ? speak.
1 holy: in f.e.
The father of this seeming lady, and
Camillo has betray'd me,
Lay't so to his charge :
Who ? Camillo ?
O, my poor father!
You are married ?
will kiss the valleys first :
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, Remember since you ow'd no more to time Than I do now; with thought of such affections, Step forth mine advocate : at your request, My father will grant precious things as trifles. Leon. Would he do so, I'd beg your precious mis
tress, Which he counts but a trifle. Paul.
Sir, my liege,
Your eye hath too much youth in't: not a month
I thought of her,
(To FLORIZEL. Is yet unanswer'd. I will to your father: 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.
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 on one another, 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 ransomed, or one destroyed. A notable passion of wonder appeared in them; but the wisest beholder, that knew no more but seeing, 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, haply, knows more.The news, Rogero ?
2 Gent. Nothing but bonfires. The oracle is ful. filled ; the king's daughter is found : such deal of wonder is broken out within this hour, that balladmakers 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.
3 Gent. Then you have 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 wept to take leave of them, for their joy waded'in tears. There was casting up of eyes, holding up of hands, with co enance of such distraction, that they were to be known by garment, not by favour. Our king, being ready to leap out of himself for joy of his found daughter, as that joy were now become a loss, cries, “O, thy mother, thy mother !" then asks Bohemia forgiveness; then embraces his son-in-law; then again worries he his daughter with clippinga her: now he thanks the old shepherd, which stands by, like a weather-beaten conduit of many kings' reigns. I never heard of such another encounter, which lames report to follow it, and undoes description to show it.
2 Gent. What, pray you, became of Antigonus, that carried hence the child ?
3 Gent. Like an old tale still, which will have matter to rehearse, though credit be asleep, and not an ear open. He was torn to pieces with a bear: this avouches the shepherd's son, who has not only his innocence (which seems much) to justify him, but a handkerchief, and rings of his that Paulina know's.
1 Gent. What became of his bark, and his followers ?
3 Gent. Wrecked, the same instant of their master's death, and in the view of the shepherd : so that all the
- Embracing 3 weather-bitten: in f. e.
4 do :
1 Countenance. in f. e.