Cleo. Not at all, good Lady : You might have spoke a thousand things, that would Have done the time more, benefit, and grac'd Your kindness better.!

Paul. You are one of those,
Would have him wed again.

Dio. If you would not so,
You pity not the state, nor the remembrance
Of his most fovereign name : consider little,
What dangers (by his Highness' fail of issue)
May drop upon his kingdom, and devour
Incertain lookers. on. What were more holy,
Than to rejoice, the former Queen is well?
What holier, than for royalty's repair,
For present comfort, and for future good,
To bless the bed of Majesty again
With a sweet fellow to't?

Paul. There is none worthy, s

1 Than to rejoice, the former Than to rejoice the former Oileen? Queen' is 'WELL ?) - The

'THIS WILL. speaker is here giving reasons What, says the speaker, ean be why the King Tould marry a more holy motive to a new again. One reason is, pity to the choice, than that it will glad the State ; another, regard to the spirit of the former Queen ? for continuance of the royal family; she was of fo excellent a dispoand the third, comfort and con- firion, that the happiness of the solation to the King's afli&ion.. King and Kingdom, to be proAll hitherto is plain, and becom- cured by it, wiil give her exing a Privy-counsellor. But now treme pleasure. The poet goes comes in, what he calls, a boly upon the general opinion, that argument for it, and that is a re- the spirits of the happy in the joicing that the farmer Queen is other world are concerned for well and at reft. To make this the condition of their surviving argument of force, we must con- friends. WARBURTON. clude that the speaker went upon This emendation is one of this opinion, that a widower can those of which many may be never heartily rejoice that his made ; it is such as we may wish former wife is at rest, till he has the authour had chofen, but

Without doubt which we cannot prove that he Skakespeare wrote,

did chuse ; the reasons for it are What were more holy, plausible, but not cogent.


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Respecting her that's gone. Besides, the Gods
will have fulfillid their secret purposes:
For has not the divine Apollo faid,
Is't not the tenour of his oracle,
That King Leontes shall not have an heir,
'Till his lost child be found? which, that it shall,
Is all as monstrous to our human reason,
As my Antigonus to break his grave,
And come again to me ; who, on my life,
Did perish with the infant. 'Tis your counsel,
My Lord should to the heav'ns be contrary,
Oppose against their wills.-Care not for issue ;

[To the King
The crown will find an heir. Great Alexander
Left his to th' worthieft; fo his successor
Was like to be the best.

Leo. Good Paulina,
Who haft the memory of Hermione,
I know, in honour : O, that ever I
Had squar'd me to thy counsel! then, even now
I might have look'd upon my Queen's full eyes,
Have taken treasure from her lips !

Paul, And left them
More rich for what they yielded.

Leo. Thou speak'st truth:
No more fuch wives, therefore no wife ; one worfe,
And better us'd, would make her sainted fpirit
Again poffess her corps; and on this stage
(Where we offend her now) appear soul-vext,


? In the old copies,

fupporting. The flight Change, would make ber sainted I have made, cures both : and, Spirit

surely, 'tis an improvement to Again possess her Corps, and on the Sentiment for the King to tbis Stage

fay, that Paulina and he offended Where we Offenders now ap- his dead Wife's Ghost with the pear) foul-vext.

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And begin, Why to me?
Paul. Had the fuch

power, She had just cause.

Leo. She had, and would incense me To murder her I married.

Paul. I should fo,
Were I the ghost that walk'd ; I'd bid you mark
Her eye, and tell me, for what dull part in't
You chose her; then I'd shriek, that even your ears
Shou'd rift to hear me, and the words that follow'd
Should be, Remember mine.

Leg. Stars, stars,
And all eyes else, dead coals. Fear thou no wife,
I'll have no wife, Paulina,

Paul. Will you swear
Never to marry, but by my free leave?

Leo. Never, Paulina ; so be bless'd my spirit !
Paul. Then, good my Lords, bear witness to his oath.
Cleo. You tempt him over-much.

Paul. Unless another,
As like Hermione as is her picture,
• Affront his eye.

Cleo. Good Madam, pray, have done.

Paul. Yet, if my Lord will marry. If you will, Sir;
No remedy, but you will ; give me the office
To chuse you a Queen; she shall not be so young
As was your former ; but she shall be such,
As, walk'd your first Queen's ghoft, it fhould take joy
To see her in your arms.

Leo. My true Paulina,
We shall not marry, 'till thou bid'ft us.

Paul. That
Shall be, when your first Queen's again in breath :
Never till then.

To affront, is to meer.


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Gent. One that gives out himself prince Florizel,
Son of Polixenes, with his Princess Mhe,
The fairest I have yet beheld, desires
Access to your high presence.

Leo. What with him ? he comes not
Like to his father's greatness; his approach,
So out of circumstance and sudden, tells us,
'Tis not a visitation fram’d, but forc'd
By need and accident. What train?

Gent. But few,
And those but mean."

Leo. His Princess, say you, with him?

Gent. Yes, the most peerless piece of earth, I think, That e'er the sun shone bright on.

Paul. Oh Hermione, As every present time doth boast itself Above a better, gone ; so must thy grave; Give way to what's feen now. Sir, you yourself? Have faid, and writ fo ; (but your writing now Is colder than that theme) she had not been, Nor was fe to be equalld; thus your verse Flow'd with her beauty once ; 'tis shrewdly ebb’d, To say, you've seen a better. Gent. Pardon, Madam; The one I have almost forgot, (your pardon) The other, when she has obtain’d your eye, Will have your tongue too. This is a creature, Would she begin a sect, might quench the zeal Of all professors else, make profelytes Of who she but bid follow.


Sir, you yourself To relates not to what precedes, Have said, and writo;-) but to what follows, that he had The reader muft obferve, that not been qualld.


Paul. How? not women?

Gent. Women will love her, that she is a woman
More worth than any man: men, that she is
The rarest of all wonnen.

· Leo. Go, Cleomines ;
Yourself, affifted with your honour'd friends,

[Exit Cleomines. Bring them to our embracement. Still 'tis strange He thus should steal upon us.

Paul. Had our Prince,
Jewel of children, seen this hour, he had pair’d
Well with this Lord; there was not full a month
Between their births.

Leo. Pr’ythee, no more; cease; thou know'ft,
He dies to me again, when talk'd of. Sure,
When I shall see this gentleman, thy speeches
Will bring me to consider that which may
Unfurnith me of reason. They are come.

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Your mother was most true to wedlock, Prince,
For she did print your royal father off,
Conceiving you.

Were I but twenty-one,
Your father's image is so hit in you,
His very air, that I should call you brother,
As I did bin, and speak of something wildly
By us perform’d before. Most dearly welcome,
As your fair Princess, goddess !--oh! alas!
I lost a couple, that 'twixt heav'n and earth
Might thus have stood begetting wonder, as
You, gracious couple, do; and then I loft
(All mine own folly !) the society,
Amity too of your brave father, whom
Tho' bearing misery I desire my

life Once more to look on.


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