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The Complete Works of William Shakespeare - Israel Gollancz William Shakespeare [1174]

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LEONTES.

Never, Paulina; so be blest my spirit!

PAULINA.

Then, good my lords, bear witness to his oath.

CLEOMENES.

You tempt him over-much.

PAULINA.

Unless another,

As like Hermione as is her picture,

Affront his eye.

CLEOMENES.

Good madam-

PAULINA.

I have done.

Yet, if my lord will marry- if you will, sir,

No remedy but you will- give me the office

To choose you a queen. She shall not be so young

As was your former; but she shall be such

As, walk'd your first queen's ghost, it should take joy

To see her in your arms.

LEONTES.

My true Paulina,

We shall not marry till thou bid'st us.

PAULINA.

That

Shall be when your first queen's again in breath;

Never till then.

Enter a GENTLEMAN

GENTLEMAN.

One that gives out himself Prince Florizel,

Son of Polixenes, with his princess- she

The fairest I have yet beheld- desires access

To your high presence.

LEONTES.

What with him? He comes not

Like to his father's greatness. His approach,

So out of circumstance and sudden, tells us

'Tis not a visitation fram'd, but forc'd

By need and accident. What train?

GENTLEMAN.

But few,

And those but mean.

LEONTES.

His princess, say you, with him?

GENTLEMAN.

Ay; the most peerless piece of earth, I think,

That e'er the sun shone bright on.

PAULINA.

O Hermione,

As every present time doth boast itself

Above a better gone, so must thy grave

Give way to what's seen now! Sir, you yourself

Have said and writ so, but your writing now

Is colder than that theme: 'She had not been,

Nor was not to be equall'd.' Thus your verse

Flow'd with her beauty once; 'tis shrewdly ebb'd,

To say you have seen a better.

GENTLEMAN.

Pardon, madam.

The one I have almost forgot- your pardon;

The other, when she has obtain'd your eye,

Will have your tongue too. This is a creature,

Would she begin a sect, might quench the zeal

Of all professors else, make proselytes

Of who she but bid follow.

PAULINA.

How! not women?

GENTLEMAN.

Women will love her that she is a woman

More worth than any man; men, that she is

The rarest of all women.

LEONTES.

Go, Cleomenes;

Yourself, assisted with your honour'd friends,

Bring them to our embracement. Exeunt

Still, 'tis strange

He thus should steal upon us.

PAULINA.

Had our prince,

Jewel of children, seen this hour, he had pair'd

Well with this lord; there was not full a month

Between their births.

LEONTES.

Prithee no more; cease. Thou know'st

He dies to me again when talk'd of. Sure,

When I shall see this gentleman, thy speeches

Will bring me to consider that which may

Unfurnish me of reason.

Re-enter CLEOMENES, with FLORIZEL, PERDITA, and

ATTENDANTS

They are come.

Your mother was most true to wedlock, Prince;

For she did print your royal father off,

Conceiving you. Were I but twenty-one,

Your father's image is so hit in you

His very air, that I should call you brother,

As I did him, and speak of something wildly

By us perform'd before. Most dearly welcome!

And your fair princess- goddess! O, alas!

I lost a couple that 'twixt heaven and earth

Might thus have stood begetting wonder as

You, gracious couple, do. And then I lost-

All mine own folly- the society,

Amity too, of your brave father, whom,

Though bearing misery, I desire my life

Once more to look on him.

FLORIZEL.

By his command

Have I here touch'd Sicilia, and from him

Give you all greetings that a king, at friend,

Can send his brother; and, but infirmity,

Which waits upon worn times, hath something seiz'd

His wish'd ability, he had himself

The lands and waters 'twixt your throne and his

Measur'd, to look upon you; whom he loves,

He bade me say so, more than all the sceptres

And those that bear them living.

LEONTES.

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 th' earth. And hath he too

Expos'd this paragon to th' fearful usage,

At least ungentle, of the dreadful

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