The Winter's Tale (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Winters Tale.
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3320Lawfull as Eating.
¶Pol. She embraces him.
¶Cam. She hangs about his necke,
3325Or how stolne from the dead?
¶Were it but told you, should be hooted at
¶Like an old Tale: but it appeares she liues,
¶Our Perdita is found.
¶Her. You Gods looke downe,
¶And from your sacred Viols poure your graces
3335Vpon my daughters head: Tell me (mine owne)
¶Thy Fathers Court? For thou shalt heare that I
¶Knowing by Paulina, that the Oracle
¶Paul. There's time enough for that,
¶Your ioyes, with like Relation. Go together
¶You precious winners all: your exultation
3345Partake to euery one: I (an old Turtle)
¶Will wing me to some wither'd bough, and there
¶My Mate (that's neuer to be found againe)
¶Lament, till I am lost.
¶Leo. O peace Paulina:
¶As I by thine a Wife. This is a Match,
¶And made betweene's by Vowes. Thou hast found mine,
¶(As I thought) dead: and haue (in vaine) said many
3355A prayer vpon her graue. Ile not seeke farre
¶(For him, I partly know his minde) to finde thee
¶An honourable husband. Come Camillo,
¶Is richly noted: and heere iustified
3360By Vs, a paire of Kings. Let's from this place.
¶What? looke vpon my Brother: both your pardons,
¶That ere I put betweene your holy lookes
¶And Sonne vnto the King, whom heauens directing
3365Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Paulina,
¶Leade vs from hence, where we may leysurely
¶Each one demand, and answere to his part
Exeunt.
