waded in tears. There was casting up of eyes,
holding up of hands, with countenances of such
that they were to be known by garment,
not by favour. Our king, being ready to leap out of
joy of his found daughter, as if that
joy were now become a loss, cries 'O, thy mother,
thy mother!' then
asks Bohemia forgiveness; then
embraces his son-in-law; then again worries he his
daughter with clipping
her; now he thanks the old
shepherd, which stands by like a weather-bitten
conduit of many kings' reigns. I
never heard of such
another encounter, which lames report to follow it
and undoes description to do it.
What, pray you, became of Antigonus, that carried
hence the child?
Like an old tale still, which will have matter to
rehearse, though credit be asleep and not an ear
was torn to pieces with a bear: this
avouches the shepherd's son; who has not only his
seems much, to justify him, but a
handkerchief and rings of his that Paulina knows.
What became of his bark and his followers?
Wrecked the same instant of their master's death and
in the view of the shepherd: so that all the
which aided to expose the child were
even then lost when it was found. But O, the noble
'twixt joy and sorrow was fought in
Paulina! She had one eye declined for the loss of
her husband, another
elevated that the oracle was
fulfilled: she lifted the princess from the earth,
and so locks her in embracing,
as if she would pin
her to her heart that she might no more be in danger
The dignity of this act was worth the audience of
kings and princes; for by such was it acted.
One of the prettiest touches of all and that which
angled for mine eyes, caught the water though not
fish, was when, at the relation of the queen's
death, with the manner how she came to't bravely
and lamented by the king, how
attentiveness wounded his daughter; till, from one
sign of dolour to another,
she did, with an 'Alas,'
I would fain say, bleed tears, for I am sure my
heart wept blood. Who was most
marble there changed
colour; some swooned, all sorrowed: if all the world
could have seen 't, the woe had
Are they returned to the court?
No: the princess hearing of her mother's statue,
which is in the keeping of Paulina, a piece many
doing and now newly performed by that rare
Italian master, Julio Romano, who, had he himself
and could put breath into his work, would
beguile Nature of her custom, so perfectly he is her
ape: he so
near to Hermione hath done Hermione that
they say one would speak to her and stand in hope of
with all greediness of affection
are they gone, and there they intend to sup.
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