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And pray your mother's blessing.-Turn, good
Our Perdita is found.
[Presenting PER., who kneels to HER.
And from your sacred vials pour your graces
Where hast thou been preserved? where lived? how found
Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear, that I,—— Knowing by Paulina, that the oracle
Gave hope thou wast in being,-have preserved Myself, to see the issue.
Paul. There's time enough for that; Lest they desire, upon this push, to trouble Your joys with like relation.-Go together, You precious winners all; your exultation Partake to every one. I, an old turtle,
Will wing me to some wither'd bough, and there My mate, that's never to be found again, Lament till I am lost.
O peace, Paulina ; Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent, As I by thine, a wife: this is a match,
And made between's by vows. Thou hast found mine;
But how, is to be question'd: for I saw her, As I thought, dead; and have, in vain, said many A prayer upon her grave: I'll not seek far (For him, I partly know his mind) to find thee An honourable husband.-Come, Camillo, And take her by the hand: whose worth, and honesty,
Is richly noted; and here justified
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
And son unto the king, (whom heavens directing,)