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Our Perdita is found :
[Presents PERDITA. HERMIONE catches her in her Arms.
And with her found
A princely husband; whose instinct of royalty,
[PERDITA and FLORIZEL kneel.
Her. You gods, look down,
And from your sacred phials pour your graces
Leon. Hark, hark! she speaks
O, pipe, through sixteen winters dumb! then deem'd
As nature's song, tun'd to the according spheres!
Leon. O, my Hermione !-have I deserv'd That tender name?-Be witness, holy powers, If penitence may cleanse the soul from guilt, Leontes' tears have wash'd his crimes away. If thanks unfeign'd be all that you require, Most bounteous gods, for happiness like mine, Read in my heart, your mercy's not in vain!— Her. No more, my best lov'd lord:-be all that's pass'd
Buried in this enfolding, and forgiven.
Leon. Thou matchless saint!-Thou paragon of virtue!
Per. Thus let me bow, and kiss that honour'd hand.
Her. Thou, Perdita, my long-lost child, that fill'st My measure up of bliss,―tell me, mine own,
Where hast thou been preserv'd? where liv'd? how found
Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear, that I,—
Knowing by Paulina, that the oracle
Gave hope thou wast in being,-have preserv'd
Paul. There's time enough for that;
Leon. No, no, Paulina;
Live bless'd with blessing others.-My Polixenes,-
By us, a pair of kings.-And, my best queen,
And son unto the king, by Heaven's directing
Per. I am all shame,
And ignorance itself, how to put on
And yield a patch'd behaviour,
That ill becomes this presence :-I shall learn,
Unalter'd to my prince, my Florizel.
Flo. Be still my queen of May, my shepherdess; Rule in my heart; my wishes be thy subjects, And harmless as thy sheep.
Leon. Now, good Paulina,
Lead us from hence; where we may leisurely
Perform'd in this wide gap of time, since first
We were dissever'd :—
Then thank the righteous gods,
Who after tossing in a frightful storm,
Guide us to port, and cheerful beams display,
To gild the happy evening of our day.