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queen's picture. Come, follow us: we'll be thy good masters.
[Exeunt. SCENE III. The same. A Room in PAULINA'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,
As she liv'd peerless,
Statue. I like your silence, it the more shows off Your wonder: But yet speak;—first, you, my liege. Comes it not something near?' Leon.
Her natural posture! Chide me, dear stone; that I may say,
So aged, as this seems.
0, not by much.
As now she might have done,
And give me leave;
Cam. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on;
Dear my brother,
Indeed, my lord,
Do not draw the curtain. Paul. No longer shall you gaze on't; lest your fancy May think anon, it moves.
Let be, let be. Would I were dead, but that methinks already— What was he, that did make it?-See, my lord, Would you not deem, it breath’d? and that those veins Did verily bear blood? Pol.
Leon. The fixture of her eye has motion in't,
I'll draw the curtain;
O sweet Paulina,
Paul. I am sorry, sir, I have thus far stirr'd you : but
Good my lord, forbear;
Leon. No, not these twenty years.
So long could I
What you can make her do,
I am content to hear; for 'tis as easy
It is requir'd,
Paul. Music; awake her: strike-- [Music. 'Tis time, descend; be stone no more: approach; Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come; I'll fill your grave up: stir; nay, come away; Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him Dear life redeems you.--You perceive, she stirs :
[Hermione comes down from the Pedestal. Start not: her actions shall be holy, as, You hear, my spell is lawful : do not shun her, Until you see her die again; for then You kill her double: Nay, present your hand : When she was young, you woo'd her; now, Is she become the suitor. Leon.
O, she's warm! [Embracing her.
She embraces him.
Pol. Ay, and make't manifest where she has liv'd,
That she is living, Were it but told you, should be hooted at Like an old tale; but it appears, she lives, Though yet she speak not. Mark a little while. Please you to interpose, fair madam; kneel, And pray your mother's blessing.-Turn, good lady; Our Perdita is found.
[Presenting Perdita, who kneels to Hermione. : Her.
You gods, look down, And from your sacred vials pour your graces Upon my daughter's head !--Tell me, mine own, Where hast thou been preserv'd? where liv’d? how found
Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear, that I,-
There's time enough for that ;
that's never to be found again, Lament till I am lost. Leon.
O peace, Paulina; Thou should'st 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 Àn 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 My ill suspicion.—This your son-in-law, And son unto the king, (whom heavens directing,) Is troth-plight to your daughter.-Good Paulina, Lead us from hence; where we may leisurely Each one demand, and answer to his part Perform’d in this wide gap of time, since first We were dissever'd: Hastily lead away. [Exeunt.
This play, as Dr. Warburton justly observes, is, with all its absurdities, very entertaining. The character of Autolycus is naturally conceived, and strongly represented.