3186Leo. O graue and good Paulina, the great comfort

3187That I haue had of thee?

Cc Paul. What

3188Paul. What (Soueraigne Sir)

3189I did not well, I meant well: all my Seruices

3190You haue pay'd home. But that you haue vouchsaf'd

3191(With your Crown'd Brother, and these your contracted

3192Heires of your Kingdomes) my poore House to visit;

3193It is a surplus of your Grace, which neuer

3194My life may last to answere.

3195Leo. O Paulina,

3196We honor you with trouble: but we came

3197To see the Statue of our Queene. Your Gallerie

3198Haue we pass'd through, not without much content

3199In many singularities; but we saw not

3200That which my Daughter came to looke vpon,

3201The Statue of her Mother.

3202Paul. As she liu'd peerelesse,

3203So her dead likenesse I doe well beleeue

3204Excells what euer yet you look'd vpon,

3205Or hand of Man hath done: therefore I keepe it

3206Louely, apart. But here it is: prepare

3207To see the Life as liuely mock'd, as euer

3208Still Sleepe mock'd Death: behold, and say 'tis well.

3209I like your silence, it the more shewes-off

3210Your wonder: but yet speake, first you (my Liege)

3211Comes it not something neere?

3212Leo. Her naturall Posture.

3213Chide me (deare Stone) that I may say indeed

3214Thou art Hermione; or rather, thou art she,

3215In thy not chiding: for she was as tender

3216As Infancie, and Grace. But yet (Paulina)

3217Hermione was not so much wrinckled, nothing

3218So aged as this seemes.

3219Pol. Oh, not by much.

3220Paul. So much the more our Caruers excellence,

3221Which lets goe-by some sixteene yeeres, and makes her

3222As she liu'd now.

3223Leo. As now she might haue done,

3224So much to my good comfort, as it is

3225Now piercing to my Soule. Oh, thus she stood,

3226Euen with such Life of Maiestie (warme Life,

3227As now it coldly stands) when first I woo'd her.

3228I am asham'd: Do's not the Stone rebuke me,

3229For being more Stone then it? Oh Royall Peece:

3230There's Magick in thy Maiestie, which ha's

3231My Euils coniur'd to remembrance; and

3232From thy admiring Daughter tooke the Spirits,

3233Standing like Stone with thee.

3234Perd. And giue me leaue,

3235And doe not say 'tis Superstition, that

3236I kneele, and then implore her Blessing. Lady,

3237Deere Queene, that ended when I but began,

3238Giue me that hand of yours, to kisse.

3239Paul. O, patience:

3240The Statue is but newly fix'd; the Colour's

3241Not dry.

3242Cam. My Lord, your Sorrow was too sore lay'd-on,

3243Which sixteene Winters cannot blow away,

3244So many Summers dry: scarce any Ioy

3245Did euer so long liue; no Sorrow,

3246But kill'd it selfe much sooner.

3247Pol. Deere my Brother,

3248Let him, that was the cause of this, haue powre

3249To take-off so much griefe from you, as he

3250Will peece vp in himselfe.

3251Paul. Indeed my Lord,

3252If I had thought the sight of my poore Image

3253Would thus haue wrought you (for the Stone is mine)

3254Il'd not haue shew'd it.

3255Leo. Doe not draw the Curtaine.

3256Paul. No longer shall you gaze on't, least your Fancie

3257May thinke anon, it moues.

3258Leo. Let be, let be:

3259Would I were dead, but that me thinkes alreadie.

3260(What was he that did make it?) See (my Lord)

3261Would you not deeme it breath'd? and that those veines

3262Did verily beare blood?

3263Pol. 'Masterly done:

3264The very Life seemes warme vpon her Lippe.

3265Leo. The fixure of her Eye ha's motion in't,

3266As we are mock'd with Art.

3267Paul. Ile draw the Curtaine:

3268My Lord's almost so farre transported, that

3269Hee'le thinke anon it liues.

3270Leo. Oh sweet Paulina,

3271Make me to thinke so twentie yeeres together:

3272No setled Sences of the World can match

3273The pleasure of that madnesse. Let't alone.

3274Paul. I am sorry (Sir) I haue thus farre stir'd you: but

3275I could afflict you farther.

3276Leo. Doe Paulina:

3277For this Affliction ha's a taste as sweet

3278As any Cordiall comfort. Still me thinkes

3279There is an ayre comes from her. What fine Chizzell

3280Could euer yet cut breath? Let no man mock me,

3281For I will kisse her.

3282Paul. Good my Lord, forbeare:

3283The ruddinesse vpon her Lippe, is wet:

3284You'le marre it, if you kisse it; stayne your owne

3285With Oyly Painting: shall I draw the Curtaine.

3286Leo. No: not these twentie yeeres.

3287Perd. So long could I

3288Stand-by, a looker-on.

3289Paul. Either forbeare,

3290Quit presently the Chappell, or resolue you

3291For more amazement: if you can behold it,

3292Ile make the Statue moue indeed; descend,

3293And take you by the hand: but then you'le thinke

3294(Which I protest against) I am assisted

3295By wicked Powers.

3296Leo. What you can make her doe,

3297I am content to looke on: what to speake,

3298I am content to heare: for 'tis as easie

3299To make her speake, as moue.

3300Paul. It is requir'd

3301You doe awake your Faith: then, all stand still:

3302On: those that thinke it is vnlawfull Businesse

3303I am about, let them depart.

3304Leo. Proceed:

3305No foot shall stirre.

3306Paul. Musick; awake her: Strike:

3307'Tis time: descend: be Stone no more: approach:

3308Strike all that looke vpon with meruaile: Come:

3309Ile fill your Graue vp: stirre: nay, come away:

3310Bequeath to Death your numnesse: (for from him,

3311Deare Life redeemes you) you perceiue she stirres:

3312Start not: her Actions shall be holy, as

3313You heare my Spell is lawfull: doe not shun her,

3314Vntill you see her dye againe; for then

3315You kill her double: Nay, present your Hand:

3316When she was young, you woo'd her: now, in age,

3317Is she become the Suitor?

3318Leo. Oh, she's warme:

3319If this be Magick, let it be an Art

3320Lawfull as Eating.

3321Pol. She embraces him.

3322Cam. She hangs about his necke,

3323If she pertaine to life, let her speake too.

3324Pol. I, and make it manifest where she ha's liu'd,

3325Or how stolne from the dead?

3326Paul. That she is liuing,

3327Were it but told you, should be hooted at

3328Like an old Tale: but it appeares she liues,

3329Though yet she speake not. Marke a little while:

3330Please you to interpose (faire Madam) kneele,

3331And pray your Mothers blessing: turne good Lady,

3332Our Perdita is found.

3333Her. You Gods looke downe,

3334And from your sacred Viols poure your graces

3335Vpon my daughters head: Tell me (mine owne)

3336Where hast thou bin preseru'd? Where liu'd? How found

3337Thy Fathers Court? For thou shalt heare that I

3338Knowing by Paulina, that the Oracle

3339Gaue hope thou wast in being, haue preseru'd

3340My selfe, to see the yssue.

3341Paul. There's time enough for that,

3342Least they desire (vpon this push) to trouble

3343Your ioyes, with like Relation. Go together

3344You precious winners all: your exultation

3345Partake to euery one: I (an old Turtle)

3346Will wing me to some wither'd bough, and there

3347My Mate (that's neuer to be found againe)

3348Lament, till I am lost.

3349Leo. O peace Paulina:

3350Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent,

3351As I by thine a Wife. This is a Match,

3352And made betweene's by Vowes. Thou hast found mine,

3353But how, is to be question'd: for I saw her

3354(As I thought) dead: and haue (in vaine) said many

3355A prayer vpon her graue. Ile not seeke farre

3356(For him, I partly know his minde) to finde thee

3357An honourable husband. Come Camillo,

3358And take her by the hand: whose worth, and honesty

3359Is richly noted: and heere iustified

3360By Vs, a paire of Kings. Let's from this place.

3361What? looke vpon my Brother: both your pardons,

3362That ere I put betweene your holy lookes

3363My ill suspition: This your Son-in-law,

3364And Sonne vnto the King, whom heauens directing

3365Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Paulina,

3366Leade vs from hence, where we may leysurely

3367Each one demand, and answere to his part

3368Perform'd in this wide gap of Time, since first

3369We were disseuer'd: Hastily lead away. Exeunt.