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Scene 2.
THE WINTER'S TALE.

Leon. Would he do so, I'd beg your pre- claim her with all certainty to be the king's
Which he counts but a trifle. [cious mistress, daughter. Did you see the meeting of the
Paul.
Sir, my liege, 2 Gent. No.

[two kings? Your eye hath too much youth in't : not a 3 Gent. Then you have lost a sight, which month

(such gazes was to be seen, cannot be spoken of. There 'Fore your queen died, she was more worth might you have beheld one joy crown another, Than what you look on now.

so, and in such manner, that, it seemed, sorLeon.

I thought of her, row wept to take leave of them ; for their joy Even in these looks I made. — [To Florizel.] waded in tears. There was casting up of eyes, But your petition

holding up of hands, with countenances of Is yet unanswerd. I will to your father : such distraction, that they were to be known Your honour not o'erthrown by your desires, by garment, not by favour. Our king, being I am friend to them and you: upon which ready to leap out of himself for joy of his errand

found daughter, as if that joy were now I now go toward him ; therefore, follow me, become a loss, cries, “O, thy mother, thy And mark what way I make : come, good my mother!" then asks Bohemia forgiveness ; lord.

(Excunt. then embraces his son-in-law; then again SCENE II.--Sicilia. Before the Palace.

worries he his daughter with clipping her;

now he thanks the old shepherd, which stands Enter Autolycus and a Gentleman. by, like a weather-bitten conduit of many Aut. Beseech you, sir, were you present at kings' reigns. I never heard of such another this relation ?

encounter, which lames report to follow it, i Gent. I was by at the opening of the and undoes description to do it. fardel, heard the old shepherd deliver the 2 Gent. What, pray you, became of Anmanner how he found it : whereupon, after a tigonus, that carried hence the child ? little amazedness, we were all commanded out Gent. Like an old tale still, which will of the chamber; only this, methought I heard have matter to rehearse, though credit be the shepherd say he found the child. [it. asleep, and not an ear open.

He was torn to Aut. I would most gladly know the issue of pieces with a bear: this avouches the shep

I Gent. I make a broken delivery of the herd's son ; who has not only his innocence business ;-but the changes I perceived in the (which seems much) to justify him, but a king and Camillo were very notes of admira- handkerchief and rings of his, that Paulina tion : they seemed almost, with staring on one knows. another, to tear the cases of their eyes; there I Gent. What became of his bark, and his was speech in their dumbness, language in followers ? their very gesture : they looked as they had 3 Gent. Wrecked, the same instant of their heard of a world ransomed, or one destroyed : master's death, and in the view of the shepa notable passion of wonder appeared in them; herd : so that all the instruments, which aided but the wisest beholder, that knew no more to expose the child, were even then lost, when but seeing, could not say if the importance it was found. But, O, the noble combat, that, were joy or sorrow,-but in the extremity of 'twixt joy and sorrow, was fought in Paulina ! the one, it must needs be. (Enter Rogero.] She had one eye declined for the loss of her Here comes a gentleman, that happily knows husband, another elevated that the oracle was more. The news, Rogero !

fulfilled : she lifted the princess from the 2 Gent. Nothing but bonfires : the oracle earth, and so locks her in embracing, as if she is fulfilled ; the king's daughter is found : would pin her to her heart, that she might no such a deal of wonder is broken out within more be in danger of losing. this hour, that ballad-makers cannot be able I Gent. The dignity of this act was worth to express it. (Enter a third Gentleman.) the audience of kings and princes, for by such Here comes the lady Paulina's steward : he was it acted. can deliver you more.--How goes it now, sir? 3 Gent. One of the prettiest touches of all, this news, which is called true, is so like an and that which angled for mine eyes, (caught old tale, that the verity of it is in strong sus- the water, though not the fish,) was, when at picion : has the king found his heir ? the relation of the queen's death, with the

3 Gent. Most true, if ever truth were preg- manner how she came to it, (bravely confessed nant by circumstance: that which you hear and lamented by the king,) how aitentiveness you'll swear you see, there is such unity in the wounded his daughter; till, from one sign of proofs. The mantle of queen Hermione ; her dolour to another, she did, with an "alas," jewe about the neck of it; the letters of An- I would fain say, bleed tears ; for I am sure tigonus, found with it, which they know to be my heart wept blood. Who was most marble his character; the majesty of the creature, in there changed colour; some swooned, all sorresemblance of the mother; the affection of rowed : if all the world could have seen it, nobleness, which nature shows above her the woe had been universal. breeding i and many other evidences,-pro-l I Gent. Are they returned to the court?

3 Gent. No: the princess hearing of her Shep. We may live, son, to shed many mother's statue, which is in the keeping of more. Paulina,-a piece many years in doing, arri Clo. Ay; or else 'twere hard luck, being in now newly performed by that rare Italian so preposterous estate as we are. master, Julio Romano, who, had he himself Aut. I humbly beseech you, sir, to pardon eternity, and could put breath into his work, me as the faults I have committed to your would beguile nature of her custom, so per- worship, and to give me your good report to fectly he is her ape : he so near to Hermione the prince my master. hath done Hermione, that, they say, one Shep. Pr'ythee, son, do; for we must be would speak to her, and stand in hope of gentle, now we are gentlemen. answer :-thither, with all greediness of affec- Clo. Thou wilt amend thy life? tion, are they gone ; and there they intend to Aut. Ay, an it like your good worship. sup.

Clo. Give me your hand : I will swear to 2 Gent. I thought she had some great the prince, thou art as honest a true fellow as matter there in hand ; for she hath privately any is in Bohemia. twice or thrice a day, ever since the death of Shep. You may say it, but not swear it. Hermione, visited that removed house. Shall Clo. Not swear it, now I am a gentleman ? we thither, and with our company piece the Let boors and franklins say it. I'll swear it. rejoicing ?

Shep. How if it be false, son ? 'I Gent. Who would be thence, that has the Clo. If it be ne'er so false, a true gentleman benefit of access? every wink of an eye, some may swear it in the behalf of his friend :--and new grace will be born : our absence makes I'll swear to the prince, thou art a tall fellow it unthrifty to our knowledge. Let's along. of thy hands, and that thou wilt not be drunk;

[Exeunt Gentlemen. but I know thou art no tall fellow of thy hands, Aut. Now, had I not the dash of my former and that thou wilt be drunk: but I'll swear it; life in me, would preferment drop on my head. and I would thou wouldst be a tall fellow of I brought the old man and his son aboard the thy hands. prince; told him I heard them talk of a fardel, Aut. will prove so, sir, to my power. and I know not what: but he at that time, Clo. Ay, by any means prove a tall fellow : over-fond of the shepherd's daughter, (so he if I do not wonder how thou darest venture to then took her to be,) who began to be much be drunk, not being a tall fellow, trust me sea-sick, and himself little better, extremity of not.-Hark! the kings and the princes, our weather continuing. this mystery remained kindred, are going to see the queen's picture. undiscovered. But 'tis all one to me; for had Come, follow us : we'll be thy good masters. I been the finder out of this secret, it would

[Exeunt. not have relished among my other discredits.

SCENE III.- Sicilia. In Paulina's House. [Enter Shepherd and Clown.] Here come those I have done good to against my will, Enter Leontes, Polixenes, Florizel, Perdita, and already appearing in the blossoms of their Camillo, Paulina, Lords, and Attendants. fortune.

Levn. O grave and good Paulina, the great Shep. Come, boy ; I am past more children, That I have had of thee!

[comfort but thy sons and daughters will be all gentle- Paul.

What, sovereign sir, men born.

I did not well, I meant well. All my services Clo. You are well met, sir. You denied to You have paid home: but that you have fight with me this other day, because I was vouchsafd

[contracted no gentleman born. See you these clothes ? With your crown'd brother, and these your say, you see them not, and think me still no Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to gentleman born : you were best say, these visit, robes are not gentleman born: give me the lie, It is a surplus of your grace, which never do; and try whether I am not now gentleman My life may last to answer. born.

Leon.

O Paulina, Aut. I know you are now, sir, a gentleman We honour you with trouble : but we came born.

To see the statue our queen : your gallery Clo. Ay, and have been so any time these Have we pass'd through, not without much four hours.

content Shep. And so have I, boy.

In many singularities ; but we saw not Clo. So you have :--but I was a gentleman That which my daughter came to look upon, born before my father ; for the king's son The statue of her mother. took me by the hand, and called me, brother ; Paul.

As she liv'd peerless, and then the two kings called my father. So her dead likeness, I do well believe, brother; and then the prince, my brother, Excels whatever yet you look'd upon, [it and the princess, my sister, called my father, Or hand of man hath done ; therefore I keep father; and so we wept ; and there was the Lonely, apart.

But here it is : prepare first gentleman-like tears that ever we shed. To see the life as lively mock'd, as ever

Scene 3.

THE WINTER'S TALE.

Sill sleep mock'd death : behold! and say, Paul.

I'll draw the curtain ; 'tis well. (Paulina draws back a cur- My lord's almost so far transported, that

tain, and discovers a statue. He'll think anon it lives. I like your silence,- it the more shows off Leon.

O sweet Paulina, Your wonder : but yet speak ;--first, you, my Make me to think so twenty years together! Comes it not something near? [liege. No settled senses of the world can match Leon.

Her natural posture ! The pleasure of that madness. Let't alone. Chide me, dear stone, that I may say, indeed, Paul. I am sorry, sir, I have thus far stirr'd Thou art Hermione ; or rather, thou art she, I could afflict you further.

[you ; but In thy not chiding, for she was as tender Leon.

Do, Paulina ;
As infancy and grace.----But yet, Paulina, For this affliction has a taste as sweet
Hermione was not so much wrinkled; nothing As any cordial comfort.-Still, methinks,
So aged, as this seems.

There is an air comes from her: what fine
Pol.
O, not by much.

chisel
Paul. So much the more our carver's excel- Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man
lence ;

For I will kiss her.

(mock me, Which lets go by some sixteen years, and Paul.

Good my lord, forbear :
As she lived now.

makes her The ruddiness upon her lip is wet;
Leon. And now she might have done, You'll mar it, if you kiss it ; stain your own ,
So much to my good comfort, as it is With oily painting. Shall I draw the curtain ?
Now piercing to my soul. O, thus she stood, Leon. No, not these twenty years.
Even with such life of majesty, (warm life, Per.

So long could I As now it coldly stands,) when first I woo'd Stand by, a looker on. her!

Paul.

Either forbear, I am asham'd : does not the stone rebuke me Quit presently the chapel, or resolve you For being more stone than it ?-0, royal piece! For more amazement. If you can behold it, There's magic in thy majesty ; which has I'll make the statue move indeed ; descend, My evils conjur'd to remembrance ; and And take you by the hand: but then you'll From thy admiring daughter took the spirits, think Standing like stone with thee!

(Which I protest against) I am assisted Per.

And give me leave; By wicked powers. And do not say 'tis superstition, that

Leon.

What you can make her do,
I kneel, and then implore her blessing.--Lady, I am content to look on : what to speak,
Dear queen, that ended when I but began, I am content to hear; for 'tis as easy
Give me that hand of yours to kiss.

To make her speak, as move.
Paul.
O, patience! Paul.

It is requir'd The statue is bui newly fix'd, the colour's You do awake your faith. Then, all stand Not dry.

[laid on,

still ;
Com. My lord, your sorrow was too sore Or those that think it is unlawful business
Which sixteen winters cannot blow away, I am about, let them depart.
So many summers dry : scarce any joy

Leon.

Proceed : Did ever so long live ; no sorrow,

No foot shall stir. But kill'd itself much sooner.

Paul. Music, awake her; strike !--[Music. Pai.

Dear my brother, 'Tis time ; descend; be stone no more ; apLet him that was the cause of this have power proach; To take off so much grief from you, as he Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come : Will picce up in himself.

I'll fill your grave up : stir; nay, come away ; Paul.

Indeed, my lord, Bequeath to death your numbness, for from if I had thought the sight of my poor image

him

(stirs . Would thus have wrought you, (for the stone Dear life redeems you.-You perceive, she Id not have show'd it.

(is mine.) [Hermione comes down from the pedestul. Leon.

Do not draw the curtain. Start not ; her actions shall be holy, as
Paul. No longer shall you gaze on't, lest You hear my speil is lawful: do not shun her,
May think anon it moves. (your fancy Until you see her die again ; for then
Leon.

Let be, let be! You kill her double. Nay, present your hand:
Would I were dead, but that, methinks, When she was young, you woo'd her; now,

already-
What was he that did make it?-See, my lord, Is she become the suitor.
Would you not deem it breath'd ? and that Leon. (Embracing her.] O, she's warm!
Did verily bear blood ?

(those veins If this be magic, let it be an art
Pol.
Masterly done :

Lawful as eating.
The very life seems warm upon her lip.

Pol.

She embraces him.
Leon. The fixture of ber cye has motion in't, Cam. She hangs about his neck :
As we are muck'd with art.

If she pertain to life, let her speak too.

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in age,

Pol. Ay, and make it manifest that she has Lament till I am lost. Or how stol'n from the dead.

(liv'd, Lcon.

O peace, Paulina ! Paul.

That she is living, Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent, Were it but told you, should be hooted at As I by thine, a wise : this is a match, Like an old tale : but it appears she lives, And made between's by vows. Thou hast Though yet she speak not. Mark a little found mine; while.

But how, is to be question'd,--for I saw her, Please you to interpose, fair madam : kneel, As I thought, dead; and have in vain said And pray your mother's blessing.–Turn, good many Our Perdita is found.

(lady: A prayer upon her grave. I'll not seek far [Presenting Perdita, who kneels to Hermione. (For him, I partly know his mind) to find Her. You gods, look down,

thee And from your sacred vials pour your graces

An honourable husband. -Come, Camillo, Upon my daughter's head !- Tell me, mine and take her by the hand, whose worth and own,

(how found is richly noted, and here justified (honesty Where hast thou been preserv'd? where liv'd? By us, a pair of kings. - Let's from this place. — Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear, that What: look upon my brother:-boih your Knowing by Paulina that the oracle (1,

pardons, Gave hope thou wast in being,-have pre- That e'er I put between your holy looks Myself to see the issue.

(serv'd My ill suspicion.—This your son-in-law, (ing.) Paul. There's time enough for that : And son unto the king, (whom heavens directLest they desire, upon this push, to trouble Is troth-plight to your daughter.--Good PauYour joys with like relation.-Go together,

lina, You precious winners all ! your exultation Lead us from hence; where we may leisurely Partake to every one. I, an old turtle, Each one demand, and answer to his part Will wing me to some wither'd bough, and Perform'd in this wide gap of time, since first there

We were dissever'd : hastily lead away. My mate, that's never to be found again,

:

(Exeunt.

KING JOHN.

DRAMATIS PERSONA.

King John.

Philip, King of France. Prince Henry, his Son.

Lewis, the Dauphin. Arthur, Son of Geffrey, late Duke of Bretagne, Archduke of Austria. and Nephew to King John.

Cardinal Pandulpho, the Pope's Legate.
William Marcshall, Earl of Pembroke.

Melun, a French Lord.
Geffrey Fitz-Peter, Earl of Essex, Chief Chatillon, Ambassador from France.
Justiciary of Engiand.

Elinor, Widow of King Henry II., and William Longsword, Earl of Salisbury.

Mother to King John. Robert Bigot, Earl of Norfolk

Constance, Mother to Arthur. Hubert de Burgh, Chamberlain to the King. Blanch, Daughter to Alphonso, king of Robert Faulconbridge, Son of Sir Robert Castile, and Viece to King John. Faulconbridge.

Lady Faulconbridge, Mother to Robert and Philip Faulconbridge, his Half-brother.

Phi ip Faulconbridge. James Gurney, Servant to Lady Faulcon- Lords, Ladies, Citizens of Angiers, Sheriff, bridge.

Heralds, Officers, Soldiers, Messengers, Peter of Pomfret, a Prophet.

and Attendants.
SCENE, ---Sometimes in England, and sometimes in France.

ACT I.

Chat. Thus, after greeting, speaks the King SCENE I. - Northampton. A Room of State The borrow'd majesty of England here.

In my behaviour, to the majesty, (of France, in the Palace.

Eli. A strange beginning ;-borrow'd maEnter King John, Queen Elinor, Pembroke,

jesty!

[embassy. Essex, Salisbury, and others, with Chatillon.

K. John. Silence, good mother ; hear the K. John. Now, say, Chatillon, what would Chat. Philip of France, in right and true beFrance with us?

Of thy deceased brother Geffrey's son, (half Arthur Plantagenet, lays most lawful claim You came not of one mother, then, it seems. To this fair island and the territories ;

Bast. Most certain of one mother, mighty ToIreland, Poictiers, Anjou, Touraine, Maine ; king,

(father : Desiring thee to lay aside the sword

That is well known ; and, as I think, one Which sways usurpingly these several titles, But, for the certain knowledge of that truth, And put the same into young Arthur's hand. I put you o'er to heaven, and to my mother :Thy nephew and right royal sovereign. [this? Of that I doubt, as all men's children may. K. John. What follows, if we disallow of Eli. Out on thee, rude man ! thou dost Chat. The proud control of fierce and shame thy mother, bloody war,

And wound her honour with this diffidence. To enforce these righ so forcibly withheld. Bast. I, madam? no, I have no reason for it; K. John. Here have we war for war, and That is my brother's plea and none of mine ; blood for blood,

[France. The which if he can prove, 'a pops me out Controlment for controlment : so answer At least from fair five hundred pound a year :

Chat. Then take my king's defiance from my Heaven guard my mother's honour, and my
The furthest limit of my embassy. (mouth, land !
K. John. Bear inine to him, and so depart K. John. A good blunt fellow.--Why, being
in peace :

younger born,
Be thou as lightning in the eyes of France ; Doth he lay claim to thine inheritance ?
For ere thou canst report I will be there, Bast. I know not why, except to get the land.
The thunder of my cannon shall be heard : But once he slander'd me with bastardy :
So, hence! Be thou the trumpet of our wrath, But wher I be as true begot, or no,
And sullen presage of your own decay.-- That still I lay upon my mother's head ;
An honourable conduct let him have :- But, that I am as well begot, my liege,
Pembroke, look to't.— Farewell, Chatillon. (Fair fall the bones that took the pains for me!)

(Exeunt Chatillon and Pembroke. Compare our faces, and be judge yourself. Eli. What now, my son! have I not ever If old Sir Robert did beget us both, said,

(cease, And were our father, and this son like him,How that ambitious Constance would not o, old Sir Robert, father, on my knee Till she had kindled France, and all the world, I give heaven thanks, I was not like to thee. Upon the right and party of her son ? (whole, K. John. Why, what a madcap hath heaven This might have been prevented, and made lent us here! With very easy arguments of love ;

Eli. He hath a trick of Coeur-de-lion's face ; Which now the manage of two kingdoms must The accent of his tongue affecteth him : With fearful bloody issue arbitrate.

Do you not read some tokens of my son K. John. Our strong possession, and our In the large composition of this man? right for us.

(than your right, K. John. Mine eye hath well examined his Eli. Your strong possession, much more parts,

(speak, Or else it must go wrong with you, and me : And finds them perfect Richard.-Sirrah, So much my conscience whispers in your ear, What doth move you to claim your brother's Which noné but heaven, and you, and I, shall land ?

[father, bear.

Bast. Because he hath a half-face, like my Enter the Sheriff of Northamptonshire, who With that half-face would he have all my land ; whispers Essex.

A half-fac'd groat five hundred pound a year ! Essex. My liege, here is the strangest con- Rob. My gracious liege, when that my father troversy,

livú, Come from the country to be judg'd by you, Your brother did employ my father much, -That e'er I heard : shall I produce the men ? Bast. Well, sir, by this you cannot get my K. John. Let them approach.

[Exit Sheriff. Your tale must be, how he employ'd my Our abbeys, and our priories, shall pay

mother.

(bassy This expedition's charge.

Rob. And once despatch'd him in an emRe-enter Sheriff, with Robert Faulconbridge To Germany, there, with the emperor, and Philip, his bastard Brother. To treat of high affairs touching that time.

What men are you? The advantage of his absence took the king, Bast. Your faithful subject 1; a gentleman And in the mean time sojourn'd at my father's; Bom in Northamptonshire, and eldest son, Where how he did prevail, I shame to speak ; As I suppose, to Robert Faulconbridge ; But truth is truth : large lengths of seas and A soldier, by the honour-giving hand

shores Of Cæur-de-lion knighted in the field. Between my father and my mother lay,

K. John. What art thou ? [bridge. (As I have heard my father speak himself,) Rob. The son and heir to that same Faulcon- When this same lusty gentleman was got. K. John. Is that the elder, and art thuu the Upon his death-bed he by will bequeath'd heir ?

THis lands to me; and took it, on liis death,

land :

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