302 Lord. Good my lord,--- Ant. It is for you we speak, not for ourselves: That will be damn'd for't; 'would I knew the villain, Leo. Ceafe; no more: You fmell this bufinefs with a fenfe as cold Ant. If it be fo, We need no grave to bury honefty; Leo. What? lack I credit? Lord. I had rather you did lack than I, my lord, Leo. Why, what need we Commune with you of this? but rather follow Ant. And I wish, my Liege, You You had only in your filent judgment try'd it, Leo. How could that be? Either thou art moft ignorant by age, Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight, (Which was as grofs as ever touch'd conjecture, Made up to th' deed) doth pufh on this proceeding; (For, in an act of this importance, 'twere Of stuff'd fufficiency: Now, from the oracle Leo. Tho' I am fatisfy'd, and need no more Come up to th' truth. So have we thought it good Ant. To laughter, as I take it, [Exeunt. SCENE Paul. Enter Paulina, and a Gentleman. THE keeper of the prison, call to him: [Exit Gentleman. Let him have knowledge who I am. Good lady, No court in Europe is too good for thee; What doft thou then in prifon? now, good Sir, You know me, do you not? Re-enter Gentleman, with the Goaler. Goa. For a worthy lady, And one whom much I honour. Paul. Pray you then, Conduct me to the Queen. Goa. I may not, Madam; To the contrary I have express commandment. Paul. Here's ado to lock up honefty and honour from Th' accefs of gentle vifitors! Is't lawful, pray you, To fee her women? any of them? Emilia? Goa. So please you, Madam, To put a-part thefe your attendants, I Shall bring Emilia forth. Paul. I pray you now, call her : Withdraw yourselves. Goa. And, Madam, [Exeunt Gent. &c. I must be present at your conference. Paul. Well, be it fo, pr'ythee. Enter Emilia. Here's fuch ado to make no ftain a stain, Emil. As well, as one fo great and fo forlorn May hold together; On her frights and griefs, (Which never tender lady hath borne greater,) She is fomething before her time, deliver'd. Paul. A boy? Emil. A daughter, and a goodly babe, Lufty, and like to live: the Queen receives Much comfort in't: fays, My poor prifoner, I'm innocent as you. Paul. I dare be sworn: Thefe dangerous, unfafe lunes i'th' King! befhrew them, Emil. Moft worthy Madam, Your honour and your goodness is fo evident, A thriving iffue: there is no lady living So meet for this great errand. Please your lady fhip Acquaint the Queen of your moft noble offer, But durft not tempt a minifter of honour, Left the should be deny'd. Paul. Tell her, Emilia, I'll ufe that tongue I have; if wit flow from't, As boldness from my bofom, let't not be doubted I fhall do good. VOL. III. Emil. Now be you bleft for it! I'll to the Queen: please you, come fomething nearer. Goa. Madam, if't please the Queen to fend the babe, I know not what I fhall incur, to pass it, Having no warrant. Paul. You need not fear it, Sir; The child was prifoner to the womb, and is Paul. Do not you fear; upon mine honour, I SCENE IV. Changes to the Palace. [Exeunt. Enter Leontes, Antigonus, Lords and other Attendants. Leo. No OR night, nor day, no reft; To bear the matter thus; meer weakness, if Enter an Attendant. Atten. My Lord. Leo. How do's the boy? it is but Atten. He took good reft to night; 'tis hop'd, His fickness is discharg❜d. Leo. |