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Fled from his father, from his hopes, and with
Leo. Where's Bithynia ? speak.
Lord. Here in your city. I now came from him. I speak amazedly, and it becomes My marvel, and my message : to your court Whilft he was hast’ning, in the chace, it seems, Of this fair couple, meets he on the way The father of this seeming lady, and Her brother, having both their country quitted With this
Lord. Lay't so to his charge ;
Leo. Who? Camillo ?
Lord. Camillo, Sir, I spake with him; who now Has these poor men in question. Never saw I Wretches fo quake; they kneel, they kiss the earth, Forswear themselves as often as they speak. Bithynia stops his ears, and threatens them With divers deaths in death. Per. Oh, my poor
father! The heav'n fets spies upon us,
will not have Our contract celebrated.
Leo. You are marry'd ?
Flo. We are not, Sir, nor are we like to be
Leo. My Lord,
Flo. She is,
wife. Leo. That once, I see, by your good father's speed, Will come on very Nowly. I am sorry (Most sorry) you have broken from his liking; Where you were ty’d in duty; and as sorry, Your choice is not fo rich in birth as beauty, That you might well enjoy her.
. Flo. Dear, look up ; Though Fortune, visible an enemy,
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Should chase us, with my father ; power no jot
Leo. Would he do fo, I'd beg your precious mistress, Which he counts but a trifie.
Paul. Sir, my Liege, Your eye hath too much youth in 't; not a month Fore your Queen dy'd, she was more worth such gazes Than what
look on now. Leo. I thought of her, Even in these looks I made.-But your petition
[T. Florizel. Is yet unanswer'd; I will to your father ; Your honour not o’erthrown by your desires, I’m 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.
Near the court in Sicilia.
Enter Autolicus and a Gentleman. Aut. 'Beseech you, Sir, were you present at this relation ?
I Gent. I was by at the opening of the farthel, 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.
slut. I would most gladly know the issue of it.
i 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 seem'd almost, Tvith staring on one another, to tear the cases of their eyes. There was speech in their dumbness, language in their very gesture ; they look'd as they had heard of a world ransom’d, or one destroy’d; a notable pas fion of wonder appear’d in them ; but the wiseft be holder, that knew no more bát seeing, could not say if
th'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 fulfillid; 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 another Gentleman. Here comes the Lady Paulina's steward, he can deliver you more. How goes it now, Sir ? this news, which is callid 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 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 resemblence of the mother,- -the affection of noble. ness, which nature shews 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.
loft 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 seem’d, 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 favour. 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, Oh, thy mother, thy mother! then asks Bithynia forgiveness; then embraces his son-in-law; then again worries he his daughter, with clipping her. Now he thanks the old shepherd, who Itands by, “ like a weather-bcated 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 Gent. What, pray you, became of Antigonus, that carry'd hence the child ?
3 Gent. Like an old tale still, which will have matters to rehearse, tho' 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 knows,
I Gent. What became of his bark and his followers ?
3 Gent. Wreck'd 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, oh, the noble combat, that 'twixt joy and sorrow was fought in Paulina! She had one eye declin’d for the loss of her husband, another elevated that the oracle was fulfill’d. She lifted the Princess from the earth, and so lacks her in embracing, as if she would pin her to her heart, that she might no more be in danger of losing.
i Gent. The dignity of this act was worth the au dience of Kings and Princes; for by such was it acted.
3 Gent. One of the prettiest touches of all, and that which gled for mine eyes, was, when at the relation of the Queen's death, with the manner how she came to it, bravely confess'd' and lamented by the King, how attentiveness wounded his daughter; till, from one fign of dolour to another, she did, with an Alas! I would fain say, bleed tears; for I am sure my heart wept blood.' Who was most marble, there changed colour ; some swooned, all forrowed ; if all the world could have seen't, the woe had been universal.
i Gent. Are they return'd to the court ?
3 Gent. No. The Princess hearing of her mother's ftatue, which is in the keeping of Paulina; a piece many years in doing, and now newly perform'd by that rare Italian master Julio Romano; who, had he himself çternity, and could put breath into his work, would be
guile Nature of her custom, so perfectly he is her ape ; he so near to Hermione hath done Hermione, that they say, one would speak to her, and stand in hope of anfwer : thither with all greediness of affection are they gone, and there they intend to sup.
2 Gent. I thought she had some great matter there in hand; for she hath privately twice or thrice a-day, ever since the death of Hermione, visited that removed house. Shall we thither, and with our company piece the rejoicing ?
i 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 unthrifty to our knowledge. Let's along.
[Exeunt. Aut. Now, had I not the dash of my former life in me, would preferment drop on my head. I brought the old man and his son aboard the Prince; told him, I heard them talk of a farthel, and I know not what ; but he at that time, overfond of the shepherd's daughter, (so he then took her to be), who began to be much fea-fick, and himself little better, extremity of weather continuing, this mystery remained undiscovered. But 'tis all one to me; for had I been the finder out of this secret, it would not have relish'd among my other discredits.
SCENE VI. Enter Shepherd and Clown. Here come those I have done good to against 'my will, and already appearing in the blossoms of their fortune.
Shep. Come, boy, I am past more children; but thy sons and daughters will be all gentlemen born.
Clo. “ You are well met, Sir. You denied to fight “ with me this other day, because I was no gentleman " born : see these cloaths ? say, you see them not, “ and think me ftill no gentleman born. You were “ best say, these robes are not gentleman born. Give
the lye; do, and try whether I am not now a “ gentleman born.
lut. I know you are now, Sir, a gentleman born.
Clo. Ay, and have been so any time these four hours.