Bring them to our embracement. Still 'tis strange, [Exeunt Cleomenes, Lords, and Gentleman. He thus should steal upon us. Had our prince Pau. Leon. Pr'ythee, no more; cease: thou know'st, Re-enter CLEOMENES, with FLORIZEL, PERDITA, aná Your mother was most true to wedlock, prince; His very air, that I should call you brother, Flo. By his command Have I here touch'd Sicilia; and from him Give you all greetings, that a king, at friend, (Which waits upon worn times) hath something seised His wish'd ability, he had himself The lands and waters 'twixt your throne and his Leon. 0, my brother, (Good gentleman!) the wrongs I have done thee, stir Afresh within me; and these thy offices, So rarely kind, are as interpreters Of my behind-hand slackness !-Welcome hither, As is the spring to the earth. And hath he too Exposed this paragon to the fearful usage (At least, ungentle) of the dreadful Neptune, To greet a man, not worth her pains, much less The adventure of her person? Flo. She came from Libya. Leon. Good my lord, Where the warlike Smalus, That noble honor'd lord, is fear'd and loved? Flo. Most royal sir, from thence; from him, whose daughter His tears proclaim'd his, parting with her: thence (A prosperous south-wind friendly) we have cross'd, To execute the charge my father gave me, For visiting your highness. My best train Not only my success in Libya, sir, But my arrival, and my wife's, in safety Purge all infection from our air, whilst you For which the Heavens, taking angry note, Have left me issueless; and your father's bless'd (As he from Heaven merits it) with you, Worthy his goodness. What might I have been, Might I a son and daughter now have look'd on, Such goodly things as you? Lord. Enter LORD. Most noble sir, That, which I shall report, will bear no credit, Were not the proof so nigh. Please you, great sir, Bohemia greets you from himself, by me: Desires you to attach 2 his son, who has (His dignity and duty both cast off) Fled from his father, from his hopes, and with A shepherd's daughter. 1A gentleman full of grace and virtue. 2 Seise. arrest. Leon. Where's Bohemia? speak. Lord. Here in the 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 honor, and whose honesty, till now, Endured all weathers. Lord. Lay't so, to his charge; Who? Camillo ? He's with the king your father. Leon. Lord. Camillo, sir; I spake with him, who now Has these poor men in question.1 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 Per. O, my poor father! The Heaven sets spies upon us, will not have Leon. You are married? Flo. We are not, sir, nor are we like to be: The stars, I see, will kiss the valleys first : 1 Conversation. The odds for high and low 's1 alike. Leon. My lord, She is, Is this the daughter of a king? Flo. When once she is my wife. Leon. 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, Flo. Dear, look up: Should chase us, with my father; power no jot 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 died, she was more worth such gazes. A quibble on the false dice so called. 2 Descent or wealth. |