Unworthy thee; if ever, henceforth, thou Per. Even here undone : [Exit. I was not much afraid; for once or twice Cam. Why, how now, father? Speak, ere thou diest. Shep. I cannot fpeak, nor think, Nor dare to know That which I know. O Sir, [To Florizel. You have undone a man of fourscore three, venture To mingle faith with him. Undone, undone! If I might die within this hour, I have liv'd To die when I defire. Flo. Why look you fo upon me? I am but forry, not afraid; delay'd, But nothing alter'd: what I was, I am; [Exit. More ftraining on, for plucking back; not following Cam. Gracious my Lord, You know your father's temper: at this time He He will allow no fpeech, (which I do guess, Flo. I not purpose it. I think, Camillo Cam. Even he, my Lord. Per. How often have I told you, 'twould be thus ? How often faid, my dignity would last But 'till 'twere known? Flo. It cannot fail, but by The violation of my faith, and then Let nature crush the fides o'th' earth together, Am heir to my affection. Cam. Be advis'd. Flo. I am; and by my fancy; if my reason If not, my fenfes, better pleas'd with madness, Cam. This is defperate, Sir. Flo. So call it; but it does fulfil my vow; Tug for the time to come. This you may know, With her, whom here I cannot hold on shore ; Shall Shall nothing benefit your knowledge, nor Cam. O my lord, I would your spirit were easier for advice, I'll hear you by and by. Cam. He's irremovable, Refolv'd for flight: now were I happy, if [To Cam Save him from danger, do him love and honour; And that unhappy King, my mafter, whom Flo. Now, good Camillo; I am fo fraught with curious bufinefs, that Cam. Sir, I think, You have heard of my poor fervices, i'th' love Flo. Very nobly Have you deferv'd: it is my father's mufick If you may please to think I love the King, Flo. How, Camillo, May this, almost a miracle, be done? That That I may call thee fomething more than man, And after That truft to thee? Cam. Have you thought on But as th'unthought-on accident is guilty Our felves to be the flaves of chance, and flies Cam. Then lift to me: This follows, if you will not change your purpose, And there present your felf, and your fair Princess The partner of your bed. Methinks, I fee Flo. Worthy Camillo, What colour for my vifitation shall I Hold up before him? Cam. Sent by the King your father To greet him, and to give him comforts. Sir, The manner of your Bearing towards him, with Things known betwixt us three, I'll write you down ;(15) (15) Things known betwixt us three I'll write you down, The which shall point you forth at ev'ry fitting, What you must say ;-] Every Sitting, methinks, gives but a very poor Idea. Every fitting, as I have ventur'd to correat the Text, means, ev'ry convenient Opportunity: every Juncture, when it is fit to speak of such, or such, a Point. And And fpeak his very heart. Flo. I am bound to you: There is fome fap in this. Cam. A courfe more promifing Than a wild dedication of your felves To unpath'd waters, undream'd fhores; moft certain, Whofe fresh complexion and whose heart together Per. One of these is true: I think, affliction may fubdue the cheek, Cam: Yea, fay you fo? There fhall not at your father's house, these feven years, Be born another fuch. Flo. My good Camillo, She is as forward of her Breeding, as Cam. I cannot fay, 'tis Pity She lacks instructions, for fhe seems a mistress Per. Your pardon, Sir, for this: I'll blush you thanks. Flo. My prettieft Perdita But, oh, the thorns we ftand upon! Camillo, Preferver of my father, now of me; The medicine of our Houfe! how fhall we do? We are not furnish'd like Bohemia's fon, Nor fhall appear in Sicily Cam. My lord, Fear none of this: I think, you know, my Do all lye there: it shall be so my care To have you royally appointed, as if fortunes The Scene, you play, were mine. For inftance, Sir, That |