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- 1 Enter Leontes, Polixenes, Florizel, Perdita, Camillo, Paulina, Lords
- 2 and Attendants.
- 3 LEONTES.
- 4 O grave and good Paulina, the great comfort
- 5 That I have had of thee!
- 6 PAULINA.
- 7 What, sovereign sir,
- 8 I did not well, I meant well. All my services
- 9 You have paid home: but that you have vouchsaf’d,
- 10 With your crown’d brother and these your contracted
- 11 Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to visit,
- 12 It is a surplus of your grace which never
- 13 My life may last to answer.
- 14 LEONTES.
- 15 O Paulina,
- 16 We honour you with trouble. But we came
- 17 To see the statue of our queen: your gallery
- 18 Have we pass’d through, not without much content
- 19 In many singularities; but we saw not
- 20 That which my daughter came to look upon,
- 21 The statue of her mother.
- 22 PAULINA.
- 23 As she liv’d peerless,
- 24 So her dead likeness, I do well believe,
- 25 Excels whatever yet you look’d upon
- 26 Or hand of man hath done; therefore I keep it
- 27 Lonely, apart. But here it is: prepare
- 28 To see the life as lively mock’d as ever
- 29 Still sleep mock’d death. Behold, and say ’tis well.
- 30 Paulina undraws a curtain, and discovers Hermione standing as a
- 31 statue.
- 32 I like your silence, it the more shows off
- 33 Your wonder: but yet speak. First you, my liege.
- 34 Comes it not something near?
- 35 LEONTES.
- 36 Her natural posture!
- 37 Chide me, dear stone, that I may say indeed
- 38 Thou art Hermione; or rather, thou art she
- 39 In thy not chiding; for she was as tender
- 40 As infancy and grace. But yet, Paulina,
- 41 Hermione was not so much wrinkled, nothing
- 42 So aged as this seems.
- 43 POLIXENES.
- 44 O, not by much!
- 45 PAULINA.
- 46 So much the more our carver’s excellence,
- 47 Which lets go by some sixteen years and makes her
- 48 As she liv’d now.
- 49 LEONTES.
- 50 As now she might have done,
- 51 So much to my good comfort as it is
- 52 Now piercing to my soul. O, thus she stood,
- 53 Even with such life of majesty, warm life,
- 54 As now it coldly stands, when first I woo’d her!
- 55 I am asham’d: does not the stone rebuke me
- 56 For being more stone than it? O royal piece,
- 57 There’s magic in thy majesty, which has
- 58 My evils conjur’d to remembrance and
- 59 From thy admiring daughter took the spirits,
- 60 Standing like stone with thee.
- 61 PERDITA.
- 62 And give me leave,
- 63 And do not say ’tis superstition, that
- 64 I kneel, and then implore her blessing. Lady,
- 65 Dear queen, that ended when I but began,
- 66 Give me that hand of yours to kiss.
- 67 PAULINA.
- 68 O, patience!
- 69 The statue is but newly fix’d, the colour’s
- 70 Not dry.
- 71 CAMILLO.
- 72 My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on,
- 73 Which sixteen winters cannot blow away,
- 74 So many summers dry. Scarce any joy
- 75 Did ever so long live; no sorrow
- 76 But kill’d itself much sooner.
- 77 POLIXENES.
- 78 Dear my brother,
- 79 Let him that was the cause of this have power
- 80 To take off so much grief from you as he
- 81 Will piece up in himself.
- 82 PAULINA.
- 83 Indeed, my lord,
- 84 If I had thought the sight of my poor image
- 85 Would thus have wrought you—for the stone is mine—
- 86 I’d not have show’d it.
- 87 LEONTES.
- 88 Do not draw the curtain.
- 89 PAULINA.
- 90 No longer shall you gaze on’t, lest your fancy
- 91 May think anon it moves.
- 92 LEONTES.
- 93 Let be, let be.
- 94 Would I were dead, but that methinks already—
- 95 What was he that did make it? See, my lord,
- 96 Would you not deem it breath’d? And that those veins
- 97 Did verily bear blood?
- 98 POLIXENES.
- 99 Masterly done:
- 100 The very life seems warm upon her lip.
- 101 LEONTES.
- 102 The fixture of her eye has motion in ’t,
- 103 As we are mock’d with art.
- 104 PAULINA.
- 105 I’ll draw the curtain:
- 106 My lord’s almost so far transported that
- 107 He’ll think anon it lives.
- 108 LEONTES.
- 109 O sweet Paulina,
- 110 Make me to think so twenty years together!
- 111 No settled senses of the world can match
- 112 The pleasure of that madness. Let ’t alone.
- 113 PAULINA.
- 114 I am sorry, sir, I have thus far stirr’d you: but
- 115 I could afflict you further.
- 116 LEONTES.
- 117 Do, Paulina;
- 118 For this affliction has a taste as sweet
- 119 As any cordial comfort. Still methinks
- 120 There is an air comes from her. What fine chisel
- 121 Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man mock me,
- 122 For I will kiss her!
- 123 PAULINA.
- 124 Good my lord, forbear:
- 125 The ruddiness upon her lip is wet;
- 126 You’ll mar it if you kiss it, stain your own
- 127 With oily painting. Shall I draw the curtain?
- 128 LEONTES.
- 129 No, not these twenty years.
- 130 PERDITA.
- 131 So long could I
- 132 Stand by, a looker on.
- 133 PAULINA.
- 134 Either forbear,
- 135 Quit presently the chapel, or resolve you
- 136 For more amazement. If you can behold it,
- 137 I’ll make the statue move indeed, descend,
- 138 And take you by the hand. But then you’ll think
- 139 (Which I protest against) I am assisted
- 140 By wicked powers.
- 141 LEONTES.
- 142 What you can make her do
- 143 I am content to look on: what to speak,
- 144 I am content to hear; for ’tis as easy
- 145 To make her speak as move.
- 146 PAULINA.
- 147 It is requir’d
- 148 You do awake your faith. Then all stand still;
- 149 Or those that think it is unlawful business
- 150 I am about, let them depart.
- 151 LEONTES.
- 152 Proceed:
- 153 No foot shall stir.
- 154 PAULINA.
- 155 Music, awake her: strike! [_Music._]
- 156 ’Tis time; descend; be stone no more; approach;
- 157 Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come;
- 158 I’ll fill your grave up: stir; nay, come away.
- 159 Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him
- 160 Dear life redeems you. You perceive she stirs.
- 161 Hermione comes down from the pedestal.
- 162 Start not; her actions shall be holy as
- 163 You hear my spell is lawful. Do not shun her
- 164 Until you see her die again; for then
- 165 You kill her double. Nay, present your hand:
- 166 When she was young you woo’d her; now in age
- 167 Is she become the suitor?
- 168 LEONTES.
- 169 [_Embracing her._] O, she’s warm!
- 170 If this be magic, let it be an art
- 171 Lawful as eating.
- 172 POLIXENES.
- 173 She embraces him.
- 174 CAMILLO.
- 175 She hangs about his neck.
- 176 If she pertain to life, let her speak too.
- 177 POLIXENES.
- 178 Ay, and make it manifest where she has liv’d,
- 179 Or how stol’n from the dead.
- 180 PAULINA.
- 181 That she is living,
- 182 Were it but told you, should be hooted at
- 183 Like an old tale; but it appears she lives,
- 184 Though yet she speak not. Mark a little while.
- 185 Please you to interpose, fair madam. Kneel
- 186 And pray your mother’s blessing. Turn, good lady,
- 187 Our Perdita is found.
- 188 [_Presenting Perdita who kneels to Hermione._]
- 189 HERMIONE.
- 190 You gods, look down,
- 191 And from your sacred vials pour your graces
- 192 Upon my daughter’s head! Tell me, mine own,
- 193 Where hast thou been preserv’d? where liv’d? how found
- 194 Thy father’s court? for thou shalt hear that I,
- 195 Knowing by Paulina that the oracle
- 196 Gave hope thou wast in being, have preserv’d
- 197 Myself to see the issue.
- 198 PAULINA.
- 199 There’s time enough for that;
- 200 Lest they desire upon this push to trouble
- 201 Your joys with like relation. Go together,
- 202 You precious winners all; your exultation
- 203 Partake to everyone. I, an old turtle,
- 204 Will wing me to some wither’d bough, and there
- 205 My mate, that’s never to be found again,
- 206 Lament till I am lost.
- 207 LEONTES.
- 208 O peace, Paulina!
- 209 Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent,
- 210 As I by thine a wife: this is a match,
- 211 And made between ’s by vows. Thou hast found mine;
- 212 But how, is to be question’d; for I saw her,
- 213 As I thought, dead; and have in vain said many
- 214 A prayer upon her grave. I’ll not seek far—
- 215 For him, I partly know his mind—to find thee
- 216 An honourable husband. Come, Camillo,
- 217 And take her by the hand, whose worth and honesty
- 218 Is richly noted, and here justified
- 219 By us, a pair of kings. Let’s from this place.
- 220 What! look upon my brother: both your pardons,
- 221 That e’er I put between your holy looks
- 222 My ill suspicion. This your son-in-law,
- 223 And son unto the king, whom heavens directing,
- 224 Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Paulina,
- 225 Lead us from hence; where we may leisurely
- 226 Each one demand, and answer to his part
- 227 Perform’d in this wide gap of time, since first
- 228 We were dissever’d. Hastily lead away!
- 229 [_Exeunt._]