The Winter's Tale (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Winters Tale.
¶For which, the Heauens (taking angry note)
¶(As he from Heauen merits it) with you,
¶Might I a Sonne and Daughter now haue look'd on,
¶Such goodly things as you?
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Enter a Lord.
¶That which I shall report, will beare no credit,
¶Bohemia greets you from himselfe, by me:
2945Desires you to attach his Sonne, who ha's
¶(His Dignitie, and Dutie both cast off)
¶Fled from his Father, from his Hopes, and with
¶A Shepheards Daughter.
2950Lord. Here, in your Citie: I now came from him.
¶I speake amazedly, and it becomes
¶Of this faire Couple) meetes he on the way
2955The Father of this seeming Lady, and
¶Her Brother, hauing both their Countrey quitted,
¶With this young Prince.
¶Flo. Camillo ha's betray'd me;
2960Endur'd all Weathers.
¶He's with the King your Father.
¶Leo. Who? Camillo?
¶Bohemia stops his eares, and threatens them
¶With diuers deaths, in death.
2970Perd. Oh my poore Father:
¶The Heauen sets Spyes vpon vs, will not haue
¶Our Contract celebrated.
¶Leo. You are marryed?
¶Flo. We are not (Sir) nor are we like to be:
¶The oddes for high and low's alike.
¶Leo. My Lord,
¶Is this the Daughter of a King?
¶Flo. She is,
2980When once she is my Wife.
¶Where you were ty'd in dutie: and as sorry,
2985Your Choice is not so rich in Worth, as Beautie,
¶That you might well enioy her.
¶Flo. Deare, looke vp:
¶Though Fortune, visible an Enemie,
¶Should chase vs, with my Father; powre no iot
¶Remember, since
you ow'd no more to Time
¶Then I doe now: with thought of such Affections,
¶Step forth mine Aduocate: at your request,
¶My Father will graunt precious things, as Trifles.
¶Which he counts but a Trifle.
¶Paul. Sir (my Liege)
¶Your eye hath too much youth in't: not a moneth
3000Then what you looke on now.
¶Leo. I thought of her,
¶Euen in these Lookes I made. But your Petition
¶Is yet vn-answer'd: I will to your Father:
¶Your Honor not o're-throwne by your desires,
3005I am friend to them, and you: Vpon which Errand
¶I now goe toward him: therefore follow me,
¶And marke what way I make: Come good my Lord.
¶
Exeunt.
¶
Scœna Secunda.
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Enter Autolicus, and a Gentleman.
¶Aut. Beseech you (Sir) were you present at this Re-
¶lation?
¶Gent.1. I was by at the opening of the Farthell, heard
¶the old Shepheard deliuer the manner how he found it:
¶manded out of the Chamber: onely this (me thought) I
¶heard the Shepheard say, he found the Child.
3020but the changes I perceiued in the King, and Camillo, were
¶ring on one another, to teare the Cases of their Eyes.
¶very gesture: they look'd as they had heard of a World
¶Ioy, or Sorrow; but in the extremitie of the one, it must
¶needs be.
Enter another Gentleman.
3030Here comes a Gentleman, that happily knowes more:
¶The Newes, Rogero.
¶Gent.2. Nothing but Bon-fires: the Oracle is fulfill'd:
¶the Kings Daughter is found: such a deale of wonder is
¶broken out within this houre, that Ballad-makers cannot
¶Here comes the Lady Paulina's Steward, hee can deliuer
¶you more. How goes it now (Sir.) This Newes (which
¶is call'd true) is so like an old Tale, that the veritie of it is
¶of Queene Hermiones: her Iewell about the Neck of it:
¶the Letters of Antigonus found with it, which they know
3045to be his Character: the Maiestie of the Creature, in re-
¶which Nature shewes aboue her Breeding, and many o-
¶ther Euidences, proclayme her, with all certaintie, to be
¶the Kings Daughter. Did you see the meeting of the
3050two Kings?
¶Gent.2. No.
3055it seem'd Sorrow wept to take leaue of them: for their
¶Ioy waded in teares. There was casting vp of Eyes, hol-
¶that they were to be knowne by Garment, not by Fauor.
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