The lands and waters 'twixt your throne and his Leon. O, my brother, (Good gentleman!) the wrongs I have done thee, stir Afresh within me; and these thy offices, So rarely kind, are as interpreters Of my behind-hand slackness!-Welcome hither, As is the spring to the earth. And hath he too Expos'd this paragon to the fearful usage (At least, ungentle,) of the dreadful Neptune, To greet a man, not worth her pains; much less The adventure of her person? Flo. She came from Libya. Leon. Good my lord, Where the warlike Smalus, That noble honour'd lord, is fear'd, and lov'd? Flo. Most royal sir, from thence; from him, whose daughter His tears proclaim'd his, parting with her: thence (A prosperous south-wind friendly,) we have cross'd, To execute the charge my father gave me, For visiting your highness: My best train Not only my success in Libya, sir, Leon. The blessed gods For which the heavens, taking angry note, Might I a son and daughter now have look'd on, Such goodly things as you? Lord. Enter a Lord. Most noble sir, That, which I shall report, will bear no credit, Fled from his father, from his hopes, and with Leon. Where's Bohemia? speak. My marvel, and my message. To your court Her brother, having both their country quitted Flo. Camillo has betray'd me; Whose honour, and whose honesty, till now, Endur'd all weathers. Lord. Lay't so, to his charge; Who? Camillo ? He's with the king your father. Leon. Lord. Camillo, sir; I spake with him; who now Has these poor men in question t. Never saw I Wretches so quake: they kneel, they kiss the earth; Forswear themselves as often as they speak: Bohemia stops his ears, and threatens them With divers deaths in death. Per. O, my poor father! The heaven sets spies upon us, will not have Leon. You are married? Flo. We are not, sir, nor are we like to be ; * Seize, arrest. + Conversation. The stars, I see, will kiss the valleys first :- Leon. Is this the daughter of a king? Flo. When once she is my wife. My lord, She is, 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, Flo. Dear, look up: Though fortune, visible an enemy, Should chase us, with my father; power no jot Which he counts but a trifle. Paul. Sir, my liege, Your eye hath too much youth in't: not a month 'Fore your queen died, she was more worth such gazes Than what you look on now. Leon. [To Florizel. Is yet unanswer'd: I will to your father; * A quibble on the false dice so called. [Exeunt. + Descent or wealth. Enter Autolycus and a Gentleman. Aut. 'Beseech you, sir, were you present at this relation? 1 Gen. 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 Gen. 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, happily, knows more: The news, Rogero? : 2 Gen. 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 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, The thing imported. 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 Gen. 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 Gen. No. 3 Gen. 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 wept to take leave of them; for their joy waded in tears. There was casting up of eyes, holding up of hands; with countenance of such distraction, that they were to be known by garment, not by favourt. Our king, being ready to leap out of himself for joy of his found daughter; as if 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 clipping‡ her; now he thanks the old shepherd, which stands by, like a weather-bitten conduit of many kings' reigns. I never heard of such another encounter, which lames report to follow it, and undoes description to do it. 2 Gen. What, pray you, became of Antigonus, that carried hence the child? 3 Gen. Like an old tale still; which will have matter to rehearse, though credit be asleep, and * Disposition or quality. + Countenance, features. 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