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circumstance: That which you hear, you'll fwear you
fee, 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

2 Gent. No.

3 Gent. Then have you loft a fight, which was to be feen, cannot be spoken of. There might you have beheld one joy crown another, so and in such manner, that it seem'd, sorrow wept to take leave of them, for their joy waded in tears. There was casting up of eyes, holding up of hands, with countenance of fuch distractia on, that they were to be known by garment, not by favour. Our King being ready to leap out of himfelf, for joy of his found daughter; as if that joy were now become a lofs, cries, oh, thy mother, thy mother! then asks Bohemia forgiveness; then embraces his sonin-law; then again worries he his daughter, with clipping her. Now he thanks the old shepherd, who Itands by, like a weather - beaten conduit of many Kings' reigns. I never heard of such another encounter, which lames report to follow it, and undoes description to do it.

2 Gent. What, pray you, became of Antigonus, that carry'd hence the child? 3 Gent. Like an old tale ftill

, which will have matters to rehearse, tho' credit be asleep, and not an ear open; he was torn to pieces with a bear; this avouches the shepherd's son, who has not only his innocence, which seems much to justifie him, but a handkerchief and rings of his, that Paulina knows.

i Gent. What became of his bark, and his followers ?

3 Gent. Wreckt the same instant of their master's death, and in the view of the shepherd; so that all the inftruments, which aided to expose the child, were even


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then loft, when it was found. But, oh, the noble combat, that 'twixt joy and forrow was fought in Paulina ! She had one eye declin'd for the loss of her husband, another elevated that the Oracle was fulfill'd. She lifted the Princess from the earth, and so locks her in embracing, as if she would pin her to her heart, that the might no more be in danger of losing.

i Gent. The dignity of this act was worth the audience of Kings and Princes; for by such was it acted.

3 Gent. One of the prettiest touches of all, and that which angled for mine eyes, (caught the water, tho' not the fish,) was, when at the relation of the Queen's death, with the manner how she came to it, bravely confess’d, and lamented by the King, how attentiveness wounded his daughter ; 'till, from one sign of dolour to another, The did, with an, alas ! I would fain fay, bleed tears ; for, I am sure, my heart wept blood. Who was most marble, there changed colour ; fome swooned, all forrowed; if all the world could have seen't, the woe had been universal.

i Gent. Are they returned to the court?

3 Gent. No. The Princess hearing of her mother's statue, which is in the keeping of Paulina, a piece many years in doing, and now newly perform á by (18) that rare Italian master, Julio Romano; who, had he himself eternity, and could put breath into his work, would beguile nature of her custom, so perfectly he is her ape :

(18) that rare Italian Master, Julio Romano ;]. All the En. comiums, put together, that have been conferr'd on this excellent Artist in Painting and Archite&ture, do not amount to the fine Praise here given him by our Author. He was bora in the Year 1492, liv'd just that Circle of years which our Shakespeare did, and dy'd Eighteen Years before the latter was born. Fine and generous, therefore, as this Tribute of Praise must be own’d, yet it was a strange Absurdity, sure, to thrust it into a Tale, the A&ion of which is suppos'd within the Peo riod of Heathenism, and whilft the Oracles of Apollo were 'consulted. This, however, was a known and wilful Anachronism; which might have lept in Obscurity, perhaps Mr. Pope will say, had I got animadverted on it,



He so near to Hermione hath done Hermione, that they say, one would speak to her, and stand in hope of answer. Thither with all greediness of affection are they gone, and there they intend to fup.

2 Gent. I thought, he had some great matter there in hand, for the hath privately twice or thrice a-day, ever since the death of Hermione, visited that removed house. Shall we thither, and with our company piece the rejoycing ?

i Gent. Who would be thence, that has the benefit of access? every wink of an eye, some new grace will be born : our absence makes us unthrifty to our knowledge. Let's along.

Aut. Now had I not the dash of my former life in me, would preferment drop on my head. I brought the old man and his son aboard the Prince ; told him, I heard them talk of a farthel, and I know not what; but he at that time, over-fond of the shepherd's daughter, (so he then took her to be) who began to be much seafick, and himself little better, extremity of weather continuing, this mystery remained undiscovered. But 'eis all one to me ; for had I been the finder out of this fe. cret, it would not have relish'd among my other discredits.

Enter Shepherd and Clarwn. Here come those I have done good to against my will, and already appearing in the blossoms of their fortune.

Shep. Come, boy, I am past more children ; but thy sons and daughters will be all gentlemen born.

Cle. You are well met, Sir; you denied to fight with me this other day, because I was no gentleman born : see you these cloaths ? say, you see them not, and think me still no gentleman born. You were best say, these robes are not gentlemen born. Give me the lie; do, and try whether I am not now a gentleman born.

Aut. I know you are now, Sir, a gentleman born.
Clo. Ay, and have been so any time these four hours.
Shep. And so have I, boy.
Clo. So you have ; but I was a gentleman born before


my father ; for the King's fon took me by the hand, and call'd me brother ; and then the two Kings call'd my father brother; and then the Prince my brother, and the Princess my sister, call'd my father, father, and so we wept; and there was the first gentleman-like tears that ever we sned.

Shep. We may live, fon, to shed many more.

Clo. Ay, or else 'twere hard luck, being in so prepofterous estate as we are.

Aut. I humbly beseech you, Sir, to pardon me all the faults I have committed to your worship, and to give me your good report to the Prince, my master.

Shep. 'Prythee, fon, do ; for we must be gentle, now we are gentlemen.

Clo. Thou wilt amend thy life?
Aut. Ay, an it like your good worship.

Clo. Give me thy hand; I will swear to the Prince, thou art as honeft a true fellow as any is in Bohemia.

Shep. You may fay it, but not swear it.

Clo. Not swear it, now I am a gentleman ? let boors and franklins say it, I'll swear it.

Shep. How if it be false, fon?

Cló. If it be ne'er so false, a true gentleman may swear it in the behalf of his friend : and I'll swear to the Prince, thou art a tall fellow of thy hands, and that thou wilt not be drunk ; but I know, thou art no tall fellow of thy hands; and that thou wilt be drunk; but I'll swear it ; and, I would, thou would'st be a tall fellow of thy hands.

Aut. I will prove so, Sir, to my power.

Clo. Ay, by any means prove a tall fellow ; if I do not wonder how thou dar'it venture to be drunk, not being a tall fellow, traft me not. Hark, the Kings and the Princes, our kindred, are going to see the Queen's picture. Come, follow us : we'll be thy good masters.




SCENE changes to Paulina's House.
Enter Leontes, Polixenes, Florizel, Perdita, Camillo,

Paulina, Lords and Attendants.
Leo. Grave and good Paulina, the great comfort

That I have had of thee!
Paul. What, sovereign Sir,
I did not well, I meant well ; all


You have paid home. But that you have vouchsaf'd,
With your crown'd brother, and these your contracted
Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to visit ;
It is a surplus of your Grace, which never
My life may last to answer.

Leo. O Paulina,
We honour you with trouble ; but we came
To see the statue of our Queen. Your gallery
Have we pass’d through, not without much content,
In many fingularities ; but we saw not
That, which my daughter came to look upon,
The statue of her mother.

Paul. As she liv'd peerless,
So her dead likeness, I do well believe,
Excels whatever yet you


Or hand of man hath done ; therefore I keep it
Lovely, apart. But here it is ; prepare
To see the life as lively mock'd, as ever
Still sleep mock'd death ; behold, and say, 'tis well!

[Paulina draws a curtain, and discovers Hermione

fanding like a flatue.
I like your silence, it the more shews off
Your wonder ; but yet speak, first you, my Liege,
Comes it not something near :

Leo. Her natural posture !
Chide me, dear stone, that I may fay, indeed,
Thou art Hermione ; or rather, thou art she,
In thy not chiding; for she was as tender
As infancy and grace. But yet, Paulina,
Hermione was not so much wrinkled, nothing
So aged as this seems.


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