Flo. Good my lord, She came from Libya. Leo. Where the warlike Smalus, That noble honour'd lord, is fear'd, and lov'd? Flo. Most royal sir, from thence; from him, whose daughter 190 His tears proclaim'd his, parting with her: thence Not only my success in Libya, sir, But my arrival, and my wife's, in safety Lea. The blessed gods Purge all infection from our air, whilst you For which the heavens, taking angry note, 200 210 Enter a Lord. Lord. Most noble sir, That, which I shall report, will bear no credit, Were Were not the proof so high. Please you, great sir, Bohemia greets you from himself, by me; Desires you to attach his son, who has, His dignity and duty both cast off, Fled from his father, from his hopes, and with Leo. Where's Bohemia? speak. Lord. Here in your city; I now came from him. I speak amazedly; and it becomes, My marvel, and my message. To your court Her brother, having both their country quitted Flo. Camillo has betray'd me ;; Whose honour and whose honesty, 'till now Endur'd all weathers. Lord. Lay't so to his charge; He's with the king your father. Leo. Who? Camillo ? 221 230 Lord. Camillo, sir; I spake with him; who now Has these poor men in question. Never saw I Wretches so quake: they kneel, they kiss the earth; Forswear themselves as often as they speak: Bohemia stops his ears, and threatens them With divers deaths, in death. Per. Oh, my poor father ! 240 The heaven sets spies upon us, will not have Leo. Leo. You are marry'd? Flo. We are not, sir, nor are we like to be; The stars, I see, will kiss the valleys first ; The odds for high and low's alike. Leo. My lord, Is this the daughter of a king? Flo. She is, When once she is my wife. 250 Leo. That once, I see, by your good father's speed, Will come on very slowly. I am sorry (Most sorry), you have broken from his liking, Where you were ty'd in duty and as sorry, Your choice is not so rich in worth as beauty, Flo. Dear, look up : Though Fortune, visible an enemy, 261 Should chase us, with my father; power no jot Which he counts but a trifle. Paul. Sir, my liege, Your eye hath too much youth in't: not a month 'Fore your queen dy'd, she was more worth such gazes Than what you look on now. 270 Leo. Leo. I thought of her, Even in these looks I made. But your petition [TO FLORIZEL. Is yet unanswer'd: I will to your father; I am friend to them, and you: upon which errand And mark what way I make. Come, good my lord. [Exeunt. SCENE II. The same. Enter AUTOLICUS, and a Gentleman. Aut. 'Beseech you, sir, were you present at this relation? 279 1 Gent. I was by at the opening of the farthel, heard the old shepherd deliver the manner how he found it: whereupon, after a little amazedness, we were all commanded out of the chamber. Only this, methought, I heard the shepherd say, he found the child. Aut. I would most gladly know the issue of it. 1 Gent. I make a broken delivery of the business; but the changes I perceived in the king, and Camillo, were very notes of admiration: they seem'd almost, with staring on one another, to tear the cases of their eyes. There was speech in their dumbness, language in their very gesture; they look'd, as they had heard of a world ransom'd, or one destroy'd: A notable passion passion of wonder appear'd in them: but the wisest beholder, that knew no more but seeing, could not say if the importance were joy or sorrow; but in the extremity of the one, it must needs be. Enter another Gentleman. 296 Here comes a gentleman, that, haply, knows more: The news, Rogero? 2 Gent. Nothing but bonfires. The oracle is fulfill'd; the king's daughter is found: such a deal of wonder is broken out within this hour, that balladmakers cannot be able to express it. Enter another Gentleman. 302 Here comes the lady Paulina's steward, he can deliver you more. How goes it now, sir? this news, which is call'd true, is so like an old tale, that the verity of it is in strong suspicion: Has the king found his heir ? 307 3 Gent. Most true; if ever truth were pregnant by circumstance: That which you hear, you'll swear you see, there is such unity in the proofs. The mantle of queen Hermione; her jewel about the neck of it ;the letters of Antigonus found with it, which they know to be his character ;-the majesty of the creature, in resemblance of the mother; the affection of nobleness, which nature shews above her breeding and many other evidences proclaim her with all certainty to be the king's daughter. Did you see the meeting of the two kings? - 3 318 2 Gent |