And never to my red-look'd anger be Emil. Most worthy Madam, Your honour and your goodness is fo evident, Acquaint the Queen of your moft noble offer, But durft not tempt a minifter of honour, Paul. Tell her, Emilia, I'll use that tongue I have; if wit flow from't, 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 prisoner to the womb, and is Paul. Do not you fear; upon mine honour, I [Exeunt. SCENE SCENE changes to the Palace. Enter Leontes, Antigonus, Lords and other Attendants. Leo. TOR night, nor day, no reft;it is but weakness NOR To bear the matter thus ; meer weakness, if Atten. My Lord. Enter an Attendant. Leo. How do's the boy? Atten. He took good reft to night; 'tis hop'd, His fickness is discharg'd. Leo. To fee his nobleness! Conceiving the difhonour of his mother, Laugh at me; make their pastime at my forrow; Enter Paulina, with a Child. Lord. You must not enter. Paul. Nay rather, good my lords, be fecond to me: Fear you his tyrannous paffion more, alas, Than the Queen's life? a gracious innocent foul, Ant. That's enough. Atten. [within] Madam, he hath not slept to night; commanded, None fhould come at him. Paul. Not fo hot, good Sir; I come to bring him fleep. 'Tis fuch as you, Do come with words, as medicinal, as true; Leo. What noise there, ho? Paul. No noife, my Lord, but needful conference, About fome goffips for your Highness. Leo. How? Away with that audacious lady.—Antigonus, I charg'd thee, that she should not come about me; Ant. I told her fo, my Lord, On your displeasure's peril and on mine, Leo. What? can'ft not rule her? Paul. From all dishonesty he can; in this, Ant. Lo-you now, you hear, When the will take the rein, I let her run, Paul. Good my Liege, I come Your Your most obedient counsellor: yet that dares Leo. Good Queen ? Paul. Good Queen, my Lord, And would by combat make her good, fo were I Leo. Force her hence. Paul. Let him, that makes but trifles of his eyes, Leo. Out! [Laying down the Child. A mankind witch! hence with her, out o' door : Paul. Not fo I am as ignorant in That, as you In fo intit❜ling me; and no less honeft, Than you are mad; which is enough, I'll warrant, Leo. Traitors! Will you not push her out? give her the bastard. Paul. For ever Unvenerable be thy hands, if thou Take'ft up the Princess, by that forced baseness Which he has put upon't! Leo. He dreads his wife. Paul. So, I would, you did : then 'twere past all doubt, You'd call your children yours. Leo. A neft of traytors! Ant. I am none, by this good light. Paul. Nor I; nor any. M 3 But But one, that's here; and that's himself. For he Leo. A callat Of boundless tongue, who late hath beat her husband, Hence with it, and together with the dam, Paul. It is yours ; Arid, might we lay th old proverb to your charge, The trick of's frown, his forehead, nay, the valley, The ordering of the mind too, 'mongst all colours Leo. A grofs hag! And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd, That wilt not ftay her tongue. Ant. Hang all the husbands, That cannot do that feat, you'll leave yourself Leo. Once more, take her hence. Paul. A moft unworthy and unnatural lord Can do no more. Leo. I'll ha' thee burnt. Paul. I care not; It is an heretick that makes the fire, Not the which burns in't. I'll not call you tyrant, But |