Paul. That Re-enter CLEOMENES, with FLORIZEL, PERDITA, Your mother was most true to wedlock, prince; His very air, that I should call you brother, Amity too, of your brave father; whom, Flo. By his command Have 1 here touch'd Sicilia; and from him seized His wish'd ability, he had himself 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, Shall be, when your first queen's again in breath; As is the spring to the earth. And hath he too Never till then. Enter a GENTLEMAN Gent. One that gives out himself prince Florizel, Leon. What with him? He comes not Gent. But few, And those but mean. Leon. His princess, say you, with him? Exposed this paragon to the fearful usage Flo. Good, my lord, She came from Libya. Leon. Where the warlike Smalus, That noble honour'd lord, is tear'd, and loved? His tears proclaim'd his, parting with her: thence I have from your Sicilian shores dismiss'd; Gent. Ay; the most peerless piece of earth, I Who for Bohemia bend, to signify think, That e'er the sun shone bright on. Paul. O Hermione, As every present time doth boast itself Gent. Pardon, madam: The one I have almost forgot; (your pardon,) Not only my success in Libya, Sir, Leon. The blessed gods Purge all infection from our air, whilst you • Full of grace and virtue. Enter a LORD. Lord. Most noble Sir, That, which I shall report, will bear no credit, Fied from his father, from his hopes, and with Leon. Where's Bohemia? Speak? Lord. Here in the city: I now came from him: My marvel, and my message. To your court iler brother, having both their country quitted Flo. Camillo has betray'd me; Whose honour, and whose houesty, till now, Lord. Lay't.so, to his charge; Lord. Camillo, Sir; I spake with him; who now 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; 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. ness-But the changes I perceived in the king, Enter another GENTLEMAN. 2 Gent. Nothing but bonfires: the oracle is fulfill'd; 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, which is call'd 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 proots. 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 shews above her breeding,-and many other evi dences, 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 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 Leon. That once, I see, by your good father's such manner, that, it seem'd, sorrow wept to take speed, Will come on very slowly. I am sorry, 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 gazes Than what you look on now. Leon. I thought of her, Even in these looks I made.-But your petition Is yet unanswer'd: I will to your father; 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. 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, 0, 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 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 knows. 1 Gent. What became of his bark, and his fol lowers? 3 Gent. Wreck'd, the same instant of their mas ter'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 ele vated that the oracle was fulfill'd: she lifted the princess from the earth; 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. The dignity of his act was worth the audience of kings and princes; for by such was it acted. 3 Gent. One of the prettiest tonches of all, and that which angled for mine eyes, (caught the water, though not the fish,) was, when at the relation of the queen's death, with the manner how she came to it, (bravely confess'd, and lament Aut. I would most gladly know the issue of it. 1 Gent. I make a broken delivery of the busted by the king,) how attenti eness wounded his daughter till, from one sign of dolour to another, The thing imported. + Disposition or quality. * Countenance, features. Embracing. 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 swoon'd, all sorrow'd: if all the world could have seen it, the woe had been universal. 1 Gent. Are they returned to the court? 3 Gent. No: the princess hearing of her mother's statue, 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 eternity, and could put breath into his work, would beguile 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 answer: thither with all greediness and 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? 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 unthrifty to our knowledge. Let's along. [Exeunt Gentlemen. Aul. Now, had I not the dash of my former life in me, would preferment drop on my head. I brought the old taan and his son aboard the prince; told him, I heard them talk of a fardel, and I know not what but he at that time, over-fond of the shepherd's daughter, (so he then took her to be,) who began to be much sea-sick, and himself little better, extremity of weather continuing, this mystery remain'd undiscover'd. But 'tis all one to me for had I been the finder-out of this secret, it would not have relish'd amoug my other discredits. Enter SHEPHERD and CLOWN. Here comes 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. Clown. You are well met, Sir: You denied to fight with me this other day, because I was no gentleman born: See you these clothes? Say, you see them not, and think me still no gentleman born: you were best say, these robes are not gentlemen born. Give me the lie; do; and try whether I am not now a gentleman born. Aut. I know, you are now, Sir, a gentleman born. Clown. Ay, and have been so any time these four hours. Shep. And so have I, boy. Clown. So you have:-But I was a gentleman born before my father: for the king's son took me by the hand, and call'd me, brother; and then the two kings call'd my father, brother: and then the prince, my brother, and the princess, my sister, call'd my father, father; and so we wept : and there was the first gentleman-like tears that ever we shed. Shep. We may live, son, to shed many more. Clown. 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 are gentlemen. Clown. Thou wilt amend thy life? Ant. Ay, an it like your good worship. Clown. Give me thy hand: I will swear to the prince, thou art as honest a true fellow as any is in Bohemia. Shep. You may say it, but not swear it. Clown. 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? Clown. 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 hands, and that thou wilt be drunk; but I'll swear it; and I would, thou wouldst be a tall fellow of thy hands. Aut. I will prove so, Sir, to my power. + Remote. § Stout. • Most petrified with wonder. Yeomen. Clown. Ay, by any means prove a tall fellow: If I do not wonder how thou darest venture to be drunk, not being a tali fellow, trust me not. Hark! The kings and the princes, our kindred, are going to see the queen's picture. Come, follow us: we'll be thy good masters. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-The same.-A Room in PAULIAN'S House. Enter LEONTES, POLIXENES, FLORIZEL, PERDITA, CAMILLO, PAULINA, Lords and Attendants. Leon. O grave and good Paulina, the great comfort That I have had of thee! Paul. What, sovereign Sir, I did not well, I meant well all my services, tracted Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to visit, Leon. O Paulina, We honour you with trouble: but we came Paul. As she lived peerless, I like your silence, it the more shews off Leon. Her natural posture! Chide me, dear stone; that I may say, indeed, Pol. O, not by much. Paul. So much the more our carver's excellence; Which let's go by some sixteen years, and makes her As she lived now. Leon. As now she might have done, So much to my good comfort, as it is Now piercing to my soul. O, thus she stood, Even with such life of majesty, (warm life, As now it coldly stands,) when first I woo'd her! I am ashamed: does not the stone rebuke me, For being more stone than it?-O, royal piece, There's magic in thy majesty; which has My evils conjured 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, The statute is but newly fix'd, the colour's Cam. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on; But kill'd itself much sooner. Pol. Dear my brother, Leon. Let be, let be. You kill her double: nay, present your hand. Would 1 were dead, but that, methinks, already-When she was young you woo'd her; now, in age, 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 ®, Ast we are mock'd with art. Paul. I'll draw the curtain ; My lord's almost so far transported, that Leon. O sweet Paulina, Make me to think so twenty years together; Paul. I am sorry, Sir, I have thus far stirr'd you: I could afflict you further. Leon. Do, Paulina; For this affliction has a taste as sweet As any cordial comfort.-Still, methinks, [but There is an air comes from her: what fine chizzel Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man mock me, For I will kiss her. Paul. Good my lord, forbear: The ruddiness upon her lip is wet; You'll mar it, if you kiss it: stain your own Stand by, a looker on. Paul. Either forbear, Quit presently the chapel; or resolve you And take you by the hand: but then you'll think, (Which I protest against,) I am assisted By wicked powers. Leon. What you can make her do, I am content to look on: what to speak, I am content to hear; for 'tis as easy To make her speak, as move. Paul. It is required, 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; i. c. Though her eye be fixed, it seems to have Is she become the suitor. If this be magic, let it be an art Pol. She embraces him. Cam. She hangs about his neck; [Embracing her. If she pertain to life, let her speak too. Pol. Ay, and make't manifest where she has lived, Or, how stolen from the dead? Paul. That she is living, Were it but told you, should be hooted at [Presenting Perdita, who kneels to Hermione. Her. You gods, look down, And from your sacred vials pour your graces Thy father's court? For thou shalt hear, that I,- Gave hope thou wast in being,-have preserved Paul. There's time enough for that, Leon. O peace, Paulina; Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent, And made between's by vows. Thou hast found mine; But how, is to be question'd: for I saw her, By us, a pair of kings.-Let's from this place.What?-Look upon my brother:-Both your pardons, That e'er I put between your holy looks You who by this discovery have gained what you desired. ↑ Participate. SCENE 1.-An open Place. Thunder and Lightning.-Enter three WITCHES. 1 Witch. When shall we three meet again, In thunder, lightning, or a rain? 2 Witch. When the hurlyburly's done, When the battle's lost and won: 3 Witch. That will be ere set of sun. 1 Witch. Where the place? 2 Witch. Upon the heath: 3 Witch. There to meet with Macbeth. 1 Witch. I come, Graymalkin? All. Paddock calls:-Anon. Fair is foul, and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air. [Witches vanish. SCENE II-A Camp near Fores. Alorum within. Enter King DUNCAN, MALCOLM, DONALBAIN, LENOX, with Attendants, meeting a bleeding Soldier. Dun. What bloody man is that? He can report, As seemeth by his plight, of the revolt The newest state. Mal. This is the sergeant, Who, like a good and hardy soldier, fought Sold. Doubtfully it stood; As two spent swiminers, that do cling together, And choke their art. The merciless Macdonwald (Worthy to be a rebel; for, to that, The multiplying villainies of nature Carved out his passage, till he faced the slave; Dun. O, valiant cousin! Worthy gentleman! • Tumult. e. Supplied with light and heavy armed troops. Cause. Sold. As whence the sun 'gins his reflection Shipwrecking storms and direful thunders break; So from that spring, whence comfort seem'd to should he look, That seems to speak things strange. Rosse. God save the king! Dun. Whence camest thou, worthy thane? Where the Norweyan banners flout § the sky, Norway himself, with terrible numbers, Point against point rebellious, arm 'gainst arm, Dun. Great happiness! Rosse. That now |