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Paul. How? not women ?

Gent. Women will love her, that she is a woman
More worth than any man; men, that she is
The rarest of all women.

Leo. Go, Cleomenes;
Yourself, assisted with your honour'd friends,

'[Exit Cleomenes. Bring them to our embracement.—Still 'tis strange, He thus should steal upon us.

Paul. 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.

Leo. Pr’ythee, 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 reafon.—They are come.-

Enter Florizel, Perdita, Cleomenes, and others.
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 !—0, 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.

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Flo. Sir, 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 scepters,
And those that bear them, living.

Leo. Oh, my brother!
(Good gentleman) the wrongs I have done thee, ftir
Afresh within me; and these thy offices,
So rarely kind, are as interpreters
Of my behind-hand Nackness ! - Welcome hither,
As is the spring to the earth. And hath he too
Expos’d this paragon to the fearful usage
(At least, ungentle) of the dreadful Neptune,

man, not worth her pains ; much less The adventure of her person?

Flo. Good my lord, She came from Libya.

Leo. Where the warlike Smalus, That noble honour'd lord, is fear'd, and lov'd ? Flo. Molt royal fir, from thence ; from him, whose

daughter His tears Y proclaim'd his, parting with her : thence (A prosperous south-wind friendly, we have cross’d, To execute the charge my father gave me, For visiting your highness : My best train I have from your Sicilian shores dismiss'd;

* at friend, ]-upon friendly terms, living at friendship with another.

y proclaim'd his, parting with her :)—to be his indeed, being shed so abundantly at parting with her.

Who

Who for Bohemia bend, so signify
Not only my success in Libya, fir,
But my arrival, and my wife's, in safety
Here, where we are.

Leo. The blessed gods
Purge all infection from our air, whilst you
Do climate here! You have a holy father,
A graceful gentleman ; against whose person,
So sacred as it is, I have done sin:
For which the heavens, taking angry note,
Have left me issue-less; and your father's bless’d,
(As he from heaven merits it) with you,
Worthy his goodness. What might I have been,
Might I a fon and daughter now have look'd on,
Such goodly things as you?

Enter a Lord. Lord. Most noble sir, That, which I shall report, will bear no credit, Were not the proof so nigh. Please you, great fir, Bohemia greets you from himself, by me: Desires you to attach his son ; who has (His dignity and duty both cast off) Fled from his father, from his hopes, and with A shepherd's daughter.

Leo. Where's Bohemia ? speak.

Lord. Here in your city ; ( now came from him : I speak amazedly; and it becomes My marvel, and my message. To your court Whiles he was hast’ning, (in the chase, it seems, Of this fair couple) meets he on the way The father of this seeming lady, and Her brother, having both their country quitted With this young prince.

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Flo. Camillo has betray'd me;
Whose honour, and whose honesty, 'till now,
Endur'd all weathers.

Lord. Lay't so, to his charge ;
He's with the king your father.

Leo. Who? Camillo ?

Lord. Camillo, sir; I spake with him ; who now
Has these poor men in question. Never saw I
Wretches so quake: they kneel, they kiss the earth;
Forswear themselves as often as they speak :
Bohemia stops his ears, and threatens them .
With divers deaths in death.

Per. Oh, my poor father!
The heaven fets spies upon us, will not have
Our contract celebrated.

Leo. You are marry'd ?

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.

Leo. My lord,
Is this the daughter of a king ?

Flo. She is,
When once she is my wife.

Leo. That once, I see, by your good father's speed,
Will come on very slowly. I am sorry,
Most sorry, you have broken from his liking,
Where you were ty'd in duty: and as sorry,
Your choice is not a so rich in worth as beauty,
That you might well enjoy her.

Flo. Dear, look up :
Though fortune, visible an enemy,

? The odds for high and low's alike.)-The disparity between us is as great as the distance between earth and heaven, and the improbability of our union is no less. a so rich in worth]- so worthy in point of descent-in birth.

Should

Should chase us, with my father ; power no jot
Hath she, to change our loves.-'Beseech you, fir,
Remember since you ow'd no more to time
Than I do now : with thought of such affections,
Step forth mine advocate ; at your request,
My father will grant precious things, as trifles.

Leo. Would he do so, I'd beg your precious mistress,
Which he counts but a crifle.

Paul. Sir, my liege,
Your eye hath too much youth in't : not a month
'Fore your queen dy'd, she was more worth such gazes
Than what you look on now.

Leo. I thought of her,
Even in these looks I made.-But your petition

[To Florizel.
Is yet unanswer'd: I will to your facher ;
Your honour not o’erthrown by your desires,
I am friend to them, and you : upon which errand
I now go toward him; therefore follow me,
And mark what way I make : Come, good my lord.

[Exeunt.

S CE N E II.

The fame.
Enter Autolycus, and a Gentleman.

Aut. 'Beseech you, fir, were you present at this relation?

i Gent. I was by at the opening of the farthel, 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.

fince you ow'd no more to time than I do now :)—when your love was coeval with mine.

Aut. .

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