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You had only in your silent judgment try'd it,
Leo. How could that be?
Lord. Well done, my Lord.
Leo. Tho' I am fatisfy'd, and need no more *Than what I know, yet shall the oracle Give rest to th' minds of others ; such as he, Whose ignorant credulity will not Come up to th' truth. So have we thought it good From our free person she should be confin'd; Left ihat the treachery of the two, fled hence, Be left her to perform. Come, follow us, We are to speak in publick; for this business Will raise us all.
Ant. To laughter, as I take it, If the good truth were known.
[Exeunt. SCENE changes to a Prison.
Enter Paulina and a Gentleman. Pauli He keeper of the prison, call to him:
[Exit Gentkman. Let him have knowledge who I am. Good Lady, No court in Europe is too good for thee; What doft thou then in prison i now, good Sir, You know me, do you not?
Re-enter Gentleman with the Goaler..
Paul. Pray you then,
Goa. I may not, Madam,
Paul. Here's ado to lock up honesty and honour from Th’access of gentle visitors ! Ist lawful, pray you, To see her women ? any of them 3. Emilia?
Goa. So please you, Madam,
Paul. I pray you now, call her :
[Exeunt Gent. &c.
Emil. As well, as one so great and so forlorn
Paul. A boy!
Eml. A daughter, and a goodly babe, Lufty, and like to live : the Queen receives Much comfort in't. Says, my poor prisoner, I'm innocent as you..
Paul. I dare be sworn : These dangerous, unsafe lunes i'th' King! beshrew them, (10).
(10) Tbėse dang'rous unsafe Lunes i' tb? Kirg!] I have no where, but in our author, observ'd this word adopted in our tongue, to fignify, frenzy, lunacy. But it is a mode of expression with the
He must be told on't, and he shall; the office
best obedience to the Queen,
Emil. Moft worthy Madam,
Paul. Tell her, Emilia,
Emil. Now be you bleft for it!..
Goa. Madam, if'i please the Queen to send the babes
Paul. You need not fear it, Sir ;
anger of the King, nor guilty of, If any be, the trespass of the Queen, French. Il y a de la lune: (i. e. He has got the moon in his head; he is frantick.) COTGRAVE. Lune. folie. Les femmes ont des lunes dans la tele. RICHEL ET.
Goa. I do believe it.
Paul. Do not you fear; upon mine honour, I Will stand 'twixi you and danger.
[Exeunte. SCENE changes to the Palace, Enter Leontes, Antigonus, Lords and other Attendants. Leo. OR night, norday, noreft;itis but weakness
To bear the matter thus; mere weakness, if The cause were not in being; part o'th' cause, She, the adultress; for the harlot-King Is quite beyond mine arm ; out of the blank And level of my brain; plot-proof; but she I can hook to me : say, that she were gone, Given to the fore, a moiety of my
rest Might come to me again. Who's there?
Enter an Attendant.
Atten. He took good reft to-night; 'tis hop'd,
Leo. To see his nobleness!
Enter Paulina, with a Child,
Paul: Nay rather, good my Lords, be second to me: Fear you his
tyrannous paffion more, alas,
Ant. That's enough.
Paul. Not so hot, good Sir; I come to bring him weep. 'Tis such as you, That creep like shadows by him, and do figh At each his needless heavings ; such as you Nourith the cause of his awaking. I Do come with words as medicinal, as true; (Honeft, as either ;) to purge him of that humour, That presles him from sleep.
Leo. What noise there, ho?
Paul. No noise, my Lord, but needful conferences, About some goflips for your Highness,
Leo. How i
Ant. I told her so, my Lord,
Leo. What I can't not rule her ?
Paul. From all dishonefty he can ; in this,
Ant. Lo.you now, you hear,
Paul. Good my Liege, I come