O grave and good Paulina, the great comfort

5.3.23187That I have had of thee!

That I have had of thee! What, sovereign sir,

5.3.33189I did not well, I meant well. All my services

5.3.43190You have paid home, but that you have vouchsafed

5.3.53191With your crowned brother and these your contracted

5.3.63192Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to visit,

5.3.73193It is a surplus of your grace which never

5.3.83194My life may last to answer.

My life may last to answer. O Paulina,

5.3.93196We honor you with trouble, but we came

5.3.103197To see the statue of our queen. Your gallery

5.3.113198Have we passed through, not without much content

5.3.123199In many singularities, but we saw not

5.3.133200That which my daughter came to look upon,

5.3.143201The statue of her mother.

The statue of her mother. As she lived peerless,

5.3.153203So her dead likeness I do well believe

5.3.163204Excels whatever yet you looked upon,

5.3.173205Or hand of man hath done. Therefore I keep it

5.3.183206Lonely, apart. But here it is; prepare

5.3.193207To see the life as lively mocked as ever

5.3.203208Still sleep mocked death.

Still sleep mocked death. Behold, and say 'tis well.

5.3.213209I like your silence; it the more shows off

5.3.223210Your wonder, but yet speak. First you, my liege,

5.3.233211Comes it not something near?

Comes it not something near? Her natural posture.

5.3.243213Chide me, dear stone, that I may say indeed

5.3.253214Thou art Hermione -- or rather, thou art she

5.3.263215In thy not chiding, for she was as tender

5.3.273216As infancy and grace. But yet, Paulina,

5.3.283217Hermione was not so much wrinkled, nothing

5.3.293218So aged as this seems.

So aged as this seems. O, not by much.

So much the more our carver's excellence,

5.3.313221Which lets go by some sixteen years and makes her

5.3.323222As she lived now.

As she lived now. As now she might have done,

5.3.333224So much to my good comfort as it is

5.3.343225Now piercing to my soul. O, thus she stood,

5.3.353226Even with such life of majesty -- warm life,

5.3.363227As now it coldly stands -- when first I wooed her.

5.3.373228I am ashamed; does not the stone rebuke me

5.3.383229For being more stone than it? O royal piece!

5.3.393230There's magic in thy majesty, which has

5.3.403231My evils conjured to remembrance and

5.3.413232From thy admiring daughter took the spirits,

5.3.423233Standing like stone with thee.

Standing like stone with thee. And give me leave,

5.3.433235And do not say 'tis superstition that

5.3.443236I kneel and then implore her blessing. Lady,

5.3.453237Dear Queen, that ended when I but began,

5.3.463238Give me that hand of yours to kiss.

Give me that hand of yours to kiss. O, patience!

5.3.473240The statue is but newly fixed; the color's

5.3.483241Not dry.

Not dry. My Lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on,

5.3.493243Which sixteen winters cannot blow away,

5.3.503244So many summers dry; scarce any joy

5.3.513245Did ever so long live; no sorrow,

5.3.523246But killed itself much sooner.

But killed itself much sooner. Dear my brother,

5.3.533248Let him that was the cause of this have power

5.3.543249To take off so much grief from you as he

5.3.553250Will piece up in himself.

Will piece up in himself. Indeed, my lord,

5.3.563252If I had thought the sight of my poor image

5.3.573253Would thus have wrought you -- for the stone is mine --

5.3.583254I'd not have showed it.

I'd not have showed it. Do not draw the curtain.

No longer shall you gaze on't, lest your fancy

5.3.603257May think anon it moves.

May think anon it moves. Let be, let be!

5.3.613259Would I were dead but that me thinks already --

5.3.623260What was he that did make it? See, my lord,

5.3.633261Would you not deem it breathed? And that those veins

5.3.643262Did verily bear blood?

Did verily bear blood? Masterly done.

5.3.653264The very life seems warm upon her lip.

The fixure of her eye has motion in't,

5.3.673266As we are mocked with art.

As we are mocked with art. I'll draw the curtain.

5.3.683268My Lord's almost so far transported that

5.3.693269He'll think anon it lives.

He'll think anon it lives. O sweet Paulina,

5.3.703271Make me to think so twenty year together;

5.3.713272No settled senses of the world can match

5.3.723273The pleasure of that madness. Let't alone.

I am sorry, sir, I have thus far stirred you, but

5.3.743275I could afflict you farther.

I could afflict you farther. Do, Paulina.

5.3.753277For this affliction has a taste as sweet

5.3.763278As any cordial comfort. Still methinks

5.3.773279There is an air comes from her. What fine chisel

5.3.783280Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man mock me,

5.3.793281For I will kiss her.

For I will kiss her. Good, my lord, forbear.

5.3.803283The ruddiness upon her lip is wet;

5.3.813284You'll mar it if you kiss it, stain your own

5.3.823285With oily painting. Shall I draw the curtain?

No, not these twenty years.

No, not these twenty years. So long could I

5.3.843288Stand by, a looker-on.

Stand by, a looker-on. Either forbear,

5.3.853290Quit presently the chapel, or resolve you

5.3.863291For more amazement; if you can behold it,

5.3.873292I'll make the statue move indeed, descend

5.3.883293And take you by the hand; but then you'll think --

5.3.893294Which I protest against -- I am assisted

5.3.903295By wicked powers.

By wicked powers. What you can make her do,

5.3.913297I am content to look on; what to speak,

5.3.923298I am content to hear, for 'tis as easy

5.3.933299To make her speak as move.

To make her speak as move. It is required

5.3.943301You do awake your faith; then, all stand still.

5.3.953302Or those that think it is unlawful business

5.3.963303I am about, let them depart.

I am about, let them depart. Proceed.

5.3.973305No foot shall stir.

No foot shall stir. Music! Awake her! Strike!

5.3.983307[To Hermione] 'Tis time! Descend! Be stone no more! Approach!

5.3.993308Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come!

5.3.1003309I'll fill your grave up. Stir! Nay, come away;

5.3.1013310Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him

5.3.1023311Dear life redeems you.

[To Leontes] You perceive she stirs.

5.3.1033312Start not; her actions shall be holy as

5.3.1043313You hear my spell is lawful; [To Leontes] do not shun her

5.3.1053314Until you see her die again, for then

5.3.1063315You kill her double. Nay, present your hand.

5.3.1073316When she was young, you wooed her; now, in age,

5.3.1083317Is she become the suitor?

Is she become the suitor? O, she's warm!

5.3.1093319If this be magic, let it be an art

5.3.1103320Lawful as eating.

Lawful as eating. She embraces him.

She hangs about his neck --

5.3.1123323If she pertain to life, let her speak too.

Ay, and make it manifest where she has lived,

5.3.1143325Or how stolen from the dead?

Or how stolen from the dead? That she is living,

5.3.1153327Were it but told you, should be hooted at

5.3.1163328Like an old tale; but it appears she lives,

5.3.1173329Though yet she speak not. Mark a little while.

5.3.1183330[To Perdita] Please you to interpose, fair madam. Kneel,

5.3.1193331And pray your mother's blessing; [To Hermione] Turn, good lady;

5.3.1203332Our Perdita is found!

Our Perdita is found! You gods, look down,

5.3.1213334And from your sacred vials pour your graces

5.3.1223335Upon my daughter's head! Tell me, mine own,

5.3.1233336Where hast thou been preserved? Where lived? How found

5.3.1243337Thy father's court? For thou shalt hear that I,

5.3.1253338Knowing by Paulina that the oracle

5.3.1263339Gave hope thou wast in being, have preserved

5.3.1273340Myself to see the issue.

Myself to see the issue. There's time enough for that,

5.3.1283342Lest they desire upon this push to trouble

5.3.1293343Your joys with like relation. Go together,

5.3.1303344You precious winners all; your exultation

5.3.1313345Partake to everyone. I, an old turtle,

5.3.1323346Will wing me to some withered bough, and there

5.3.1333347My mate -- that's never to be found again --

5.3.1343348Lament, till I am lost.

Lament, till I am lost. O peace, Paulina!

5.3.1353350Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent,

5.3.1363351As I by thine a wife. This is a match,

5.3.1373352And made between's by vows. Thou hast found mine --

5.3.1383353But how is to be questioned; for I saw her,

5.3.1393354As I thought, dead, and have in vain said many

5.3.1403355A prayer upon her grave. I'll not seek far,

5.3.1413356For him I partly know his mind, to find thee

5.3.1423357An honorable husband. Come, Camillo,

5.3.1433358And take her by the hand, whose worth and honesty

5.3.1443359Is richly noted, and here justified

5.3.1453360By us, a pair of kings. Let's from this place.

5.3.1463361[To Hermione] What? Look upon my brother. Both your pardons

5.3.1473362That ere I put between your holy looks

5.3.1483363My ill suspicion. This your son-in-law,

5.3.1493364And son unto the king, whom heavens directing,

5.3.1503365Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Paulina,

5.3.1513366Lead us from hence, where we may leisurely

5.3.1523367Each one demand and answer to his part

5.3.1533368Performed in this wide gap of time since first

5.3.1543369We were dissevered. Hastily lead away.