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  • Title: The Winter's Tale (Folio 1, 1623)
  • Editor: Hardin Aasand
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-367-0

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Hardin Aasand
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    The Winter's Tale (Folio 1, 1623)

    Scena Secunda.
    Enter Paulina, a Gentleman, Gaoler, Emilia.
    Paul. The Keeper of the prison, call to him:
    Let him haue knowledge who I am. Good Lady,
    No Court in Europe is too good for thee,
    What dost thou then in prison? Now good Sir,
    825You know me, do you not?
    Gao. For a worthy Lady,
    And one, who much I honour.
    Pau. Pray you then,
    Conduct me to the Queene.
    830Gao. I may not (Madam)
    To the contrary I haue expresse commandment.
    Pau. Here's a-do, to locke vp honesty & honour from
    Th' accesse of gentle visitors. Is't lawfull pray you
    To see her Women? Any of them? Emilia?
    835Gao. So please you (Madam)
    To put a-part these your attendants, I
    Shall bring Emilia forth.
    Pau. I pray now call her:
    With-draw your selues.
    840Gao. And Madam,
    I must be present at your Conference.
    Pau. Well: be't so: prethee.
    Heere's such a-doe, to make no staine, a staine,
    As passes colouring. Deare Gentlewoman,
    845How fares our gracious Lady?
    Emil. As well as one so great, and so forlorne
    May hold together: On her frights, and greefes
    (Which neuer tender Lady hath borne greater)
    She is, something before her time, deliuer'd.
    850Pau. A boy?
    Emil. A daughter, and a goodly babe,
    Lusty, and like to liue: the Queene receiues
    Much comfort in't: Sayes, my poore prisoner,
    I am innocent as you,
    855Pau. I dare be sworne:
    These dangerous, vnsafe Lunes i'th' King, beshrew them:
    He must be told on't, and he shall: the office
    Becomes a woman best. Ile take't vpon me,
    If I proue hony-mouth'd, let my tongue blister.
    860And neuer to my red-look'd Anger bee
    The Trumpet any more: pray you (Emilia)
    Commend my best obedience to the Queene,
    If she dares trust me with her little babe,
    I'le shew't the King, and vndertake to bee
    865Her Aduocate to th' lowd'st. We do not know
    How he may soften at the sight o'th' Childe:
    The silence often of pure innocence
    Perswades, when speaking failes.
    Emil. Most worthy Madam,
    870Your honor, and your goodnesse is so euident,
    That your free vndertaking cannot misse
    A thriuing yssue: there is no Lady liuing
    So meete for this great errand; please your Ladiship
    To visit the next roome, Ile presently
    875Acquaint the Queene of your most noble offer,
    Who, but to day hammered of this designe,
    But durst not tempt a minister of honour
    Least she should be deny'd.
    Paul. Tell her (Emilia)
    880Ile vse that tongue I haue: If wit flow from't
    As boldnesse from my bosome, le't not be doubted
    I shall do good,
    Emil. Now be you blest for it.
    Ile to the Queene: please you come something neerer.
    885Gao. Madam, if't please the Queene to send the babe,
    I know not what I shall incurre, to passe it,
    Hauing no warrant.
    Pau. You neede not feare it (sir)
    This Childe was prisoner to the wombe, and is
    890By Law and processe of great Nature, thence
    Free'd, and enfranchis'd, not a partie to
    The anger of the King, nor guilty of
    (If any be) the trespasse of the Queene.
    Gao. I do beleeue it.
    895Paul. Do not you feare: vpon mine honor, I
    Will stand betwixt you, and danger.