The Winter's Tale (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Winters Tale.
¶bring you where he is aboord, tender your persons to his
¶man, besides the King, to effect your Suites, here is man
2680shall doe it.
¶him, giue him Gold; and though Authoritie be a stub-
¶borne Beare, yet hee is oft led by the Nose with Gold:
2685hand, and no more adoe. Remember ston'd, and flay'd
¶aliue.
¶for vs, here is that Gold I haue: Ile make it as much
¶more, and leaue this young man in pawne, till I bring it
2690you.
¶Shep. I Sir.
¶Aut. Well, giue me the Moitie: Are you a partie in
¶tifull one, I hope I shall not be flayd out of it.
¶hang him, hee'le be made an example.
¶will giue you as much as this old man do's, when the Bu-
¶till it be brought you.
¶side, goe on the right hand, I will but looke vpon the
¶Hedge, and follow you.
¶bless'd.
2710Shep. Let's before, as he bids vs: he was prouided to
¶doe vs good.
¶courted now with a double occasion: (Gold, and a means
2715to doe the Prince my Master good; which, who knowes
¶how that may turne backe to my aduancement?) I will
¶he thinke it fit to shoare them againe, and that the Com-
¶plaint they haue to the King, concernes him nothing, let
2720him call me Rogue, for being so farre officious, for I am
¶to't: To him will I present them, there may be matter in
¶it.
Exeunt.
¶
Actus Quintus. Scena Prima.
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Enter Leontes, Cleomines, Dion, Paulina, Seruants:
¶Florizel, Perdita.
¶Cleo. Sir, you haue done enough, and haue perform'd
¶A Saint-like Sorrow: No fault could you make,
¶Which you haue not redeem'd; indeed pay'd downe
¶Doe, as the Heauens haue done; forget your euill,
¶With them, forgiue your selfe.
¶Her, and her Vertues, I cannot forget
¶Bred his hopes out of, true.
2740Paul. Too true (my Lord:)
¶If one by one, you wedded all the World,
¶Or from the All that are, tooke something good,
¶To make a perfect Woman; she you kill'd,
¶Would be vnparallell'd.
¶Sorely, to say I did: it is as bitter
¶Vpon thy Tongue, as in my Thought. Now, good now,
2750Cleo. Not at all, good Lady:
¶Haue done the time more benefit, and grac'd
2755Would haue him wed againe.
¶You pitty not the State, nor the Remembrance
2760May drop vpon his Kingdome, and deuoure
¶Incertaine lookers on. What were more holy,
¶Then to reioyce the former Queene is well?
¶What holyer, then for Royalties repayre,
¶For present comfort, and for future good,
¶With a sweet Fellow to't?
¶Paul. There is none worthy,
2770For ha's not the Diuine Apollo said?
¶Is't not the tenor of his Oracle,
¶That King Leontes shall not haue an Heire,
2775As my Antigonus to breake his Graue,
¶And come againe to me: who, on my life,
¶Did perish with the Infant. 'Tis your councell,
¶My Lord should to the Heauens be contrary,
2780The Crowne will find an Heire. Great Alexander
¶Was like to be the best.
¶Leo. Good Paulina,
¶Who hast the memorie of Hermione
2785I know in honor: O, that euer I
¶Had squar'd me to thy councell: then, euen now,
¶I might haue look'd vpon my Queenes full eyes,
¶Haue taken Treasure from her Lippes.
¶Paul. And left them
2790More rich, for what they yeelded.
¶And better vs'd, would make her Sainted Spirit
2795(Where we Offendors now appeare) Soule-vext,
¶And begin, why to me?
2800To murther her I marryed.
Paul. I
