The other, when she has obtain'd your eye, Of who fhe but bid follow. Pau. How? not women? Gent. Women will love her, that she is a woman Leo. Go, Cleomines; Your felf (affifted with your honour'd friends) Pau. Had our prince [Exit Cleo. (Jewel of children) feen this hour, he had pair'd Well with this lord; there was not full a month Between their births. Leo. Pr'ythee, no more; ceafe; thou know'ft, He dies to me again, when talk'd of: fure, When I fhall fee this gentleman, thy speeches Will bring me to confider that which may Unfurnish me of reafon. They are come. Enter Florizel, Perdita, Cleomines, and others.' His very air, that I fhould call you brother, Flo. Sir, by his command Have I here touch'd Sicilia, and from him Which waits upon worn times, hath fomething seiz'd The lands and waters 'twixt your throne and his Leo. Oh, my brother! Good gentleman, the wrongs I have done thee ftir So rarely kind, are as interpreters Of my behind-hand flackness. Welcome hither, And hath he too Expos'd this paragon to th' fearful ufage (At least, ungentle) of the dreadful Neptune, To greet a man, not worth her pains; much lefs, 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. Moft royal Sir, From thence; from him, whofe daughter His tears proclaim'd his parting with her; thence Leo. The bleffed Gods Purge all infection from our air, whilft you Hase Have left me iffue-lefs; and your father's bless'd, Enter a Lord. Lord. Moft noble Sir, That, which I fhall report, will bear no credit, Fled from his father, from his hopes, and with Leo. Where's Bohemia ? fpeak. Lord. Here in your city; I now came from him. My marvel, and my meffage: to your court Her brother, having both their country quitted Flo. Camillo has betray'd me; Whofe honour and whofe honefty 'till now Lord. Lay't fo to his charge; He's with the king your father. Leo. Who? Camillo ? Lord. Camillo, Sir, I fpake with him; who now Has thefe poor men in question. Never faw I Wretches fo quake; they kneel, they kifs the earth; Forfwear themselves, as often as they speak: Bohemia ftops his ears, and threatens them With divers deaths, in death. Per. Oh, my poor father! The heav'n fets fpies upon us, will not have Leo. You are marry'd ? Flo. Flo. We are not, Sir, nor are we like to be; The stars, I fee, will kifs the valleys first; The odds for high and low's alike. When once she is my wife. Leo. That once, I fee, by your good father's fpeed, Will come on very flowly. I am forry, (Moft forry) you have broken from his liking; Flo. Dear, look up; Though Fortune, vifible an enemy, Should chafe us, with my father ; power no jot Leo. Would he do fo, I'd bag your precious mistress, Which he counts but a trifle. Pau. Sir, my liege, Your eye hath too much youth in't; not a month 'Fore your Queen dy'd, the was more worth fuch gazes Than what you look on now. Leo. I thought of her, Even in these looks I made -But your petition [To Florizel. Is yet unanfwer'd; I will to your father; And mark what way I make: come, good my lord. [Exeunt. SCENE SCENE, near the Court in Sicilia. Enter Autolicus, and a Gentleman. Aut. BEfeech you, Sir, were you prefent at this re I Gent. I was by at the opening of the farthel, heard the old fhepherd 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 fhepherd fay, 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 feem'd almost, with staring on one another, to tear the cafes of their eyes. There was fpeech in their dumbnefs, language in their very gefture; they look'd, as they had heard of a world ranfom'd, or one deftroy'd; a notable paffion of wonder appear'd in them; but the wifeft beholder, that knew no more but feeing, could not say if th' importance were joy or forrow; but in the extremity of the one, it must needs be. Enter another Gentleman. Here comes a gentleman, that, happily, knows more: the news, Rogero? 2 Gent. Nothing but bonfires: the oracle is fulfill'd; the King's daughter is found; fuch a deal of wonder is broken out within this hour, that ballad-makers cannot be able to express it. Enter another Gentleman. 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 fo like an old tale, that the verity of it is in ftrong fufpicion; has the King found his heir t 3 Gent. Moft true, if ever truth were pregnant by circum |