Something unfilial: Reafon, my fon Should chufe himself a wife; but as good reafon, But fair pofterity) fhould hold fome counfel Flo. I yield all this; But for fome other reafons, my grave Sir, Pol. Let him know't. Flo. He fhall not. Pol. Pr'ythee, let him. Flo. No; he must not. Shep. Let him, my fon; he fhall not need to grieve At knowing of thy choice. Flo. Come, come, he must not: Mark our contract. Pol. Mark your divorce, young Sir, [Difcovering himself. Whom fon I dare not call: thou art too bafe To be acknowledg'd. Thou a scepter's heir, Shorten thy life one week. And thou fresh piece Shep. O my heart! Pol. I'll have thy beauty fcratch'dwith briars,and made That thou no more fhalt fee this knack, as never Far than.] I think for far than we should read far as. We will not hold thee of our kin even fo far off as Deucalion the common ancestor of all. Tho' Tho' full of our displeasure, yet we free thee SCENE VIII. Per. Even here, undone, [Exit. I was not much afraid'; for once or twice Cam. Why, how now, father? Speak, ere thou dieft. Shep. I cannot fpeak, nor think, Nor dare to know that which I know. O Sir, [To Florizel, You have undone a man of fourfcore three, I was not much afraid; &c.] The Character is here finely fuftained. To have made her quite aitonished on the king's difcovery of himself, had not become her birth; and to have given her prefence of mind to have made this reply to the King, had not become her education. WARBURTON. * You have undone a man of fourfcore three, &c.] Thefe fentiments, which the Poet has heighten'd by a strain of ridicule that runs thro' them, admirably characterize the fpeaker; whole felfishness is feen in concealing the adventure of Perdita; and here fupported, by fhewing no regard for his fon or her, but being taken up entirely with himlelf, though fourfcore three. WARBURTON. That thought to fill his grave in quiet; yea, venture To mingle faith with him. Undone, undone! SCENE IX. Flo. Why look you fo upon me? [Exit More ftraining on, for plucking back; not following My leafh unwillingly. Cam. Gracious my Lord, You know your father's temper: at this time 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. Gam. Be advis❜d. Flo. Flo. I am; and by my fancy *; *; if my reafon Will thereto be obedient, I have reafon; If not, my fenfes, better pleas'd with madness, Cam. This is defperate, Sir. Flo. So call it; but it does fulfil my vow; With her, whom here I cannot hold on fhore; For this defign. What courfe I mean to hold Cam. O my Lord, I would your spirit were easier for advice, Flo. Hark, Perdita I'll hear you by and by. Cam. [afide.] He's irremoveable, [To Camillo, Refolv'd for flight: now were I happy, if And that unhappy King, my mafter, whom It must be remembered that fancy in this authour very aften, as in this place, means love. Flo. Now, good Camillo I am fo fraught with curious business, that You have heard of my poor fervices, o'th' love Have you deferv'd: it is my father's musick If you may please to think I love the King, I'll point you where you fhall have fuch receiving Flo. How, Camillo, May this, almost a miracle, be done? That I may call thee fomething more than man, Cam. Have you thought on A place whereto you'll go? Flo. Not any yet; * But as th' unthought-on accident is guilty Ourfelves to be the flaves of chance, and flies Cam. Then lift to me. As chance has driven me to thefe extremities, fo I commit myfelf to chance to be conducted through them. " |