Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) romance · King's Men unassigned nearest T38 Death, parting and grief at court · 501 words
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Dear, look up: Though Fortune, visible an Enemy, Should chase us, with my Father; pour no jot Hath she to change our Loves. Beseech you (Sir) Remember, since you owed no more to Time Then I do now: with thought of such Affections, Stop forth mine Advocate: at your request, My Father will grant precious things, as Trifles. Would he do so. I'd beg your precious Mistress, Which he counts but a Trifle. Sir (my Liege) Your eye hath too much youth in't: not a month 'Fore your Queen died, she was more worth such gazes, Than what you look on now. I thought of her, Even in these Looks I made. But your Petition Is yet unanswered: I will to your Father: Your Honour not o'erthrown by your desires, I am friend to them, and you: Upon which Errand I now go toward him: therefore follow me, And mark what way I make: Come good my Lord. Beseech you (Sir) were you present at this Relation? I was by at the opening of the Farthell, heard the old Shepherd deliver the manner how he found it: Whereupon (after a little amazedness) we were all commanded out of the Chamber: only this (me thought) I heard the Shepherd say, he found the Child. I would most gladly know the issue of it. I make a broken delivery of the Business; but the changes I perceived in the King, and Camillo, were very Notes of admiration: they seemed almost, with staring on one another, to tear the Cases of their Eyes. There was speech in their dumbness, Language in their very gesture: they looked as they had heard of a World ransomed, or one destroyed: a notable passion of Wonder appeared in them: but the wisest beholder, that knew no more but seeing, could not say, if th' importance were joy, or Sorrow; but in the extremity of the one, it must needs be. Here comes a Gentleman, that happily knows more: The News, Rogero. Nothing but Bonfires: the Oracle is fulfilled: the King's Daughter is found: such a deal of wonder is broken out within this hour, that Ballad-makers cannot be able to express it. Here comes the Lady Paulina's Steward, he can deliver you more. How goes it now (Sir.) This News (which is called true) is so like an old Tale, that the verity of it is in strong suspicion: Has the King found his Heir? Most true, if ever Truth were pregnant by Circumstance: That which you hear, you'll swear you see, there is such unity in the proofs. The Mantle of Queen Hermiones: her jewel about the Neck of it: the Letters of Antigonus found with it, which they know to be his Character: the Majesty of the Creature, in resemblance of the Mother: the Affection of Nobleness, which Nature shows above her Breeding, and many other Evidences, proclaim her, with all certainty, to be the King's Daughter. Did you see the meeting of the two Kings?
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Deare, looke vp: Though Fortune, viſible an Enemie, Should chaſe vs, with my Father; powre no iot Hath ſhe to change our Loues. Beſeech you (Sir) Remember, ſince you ow'd no more to Time Then I doe now: with thought of ſuch Affections, Stop forth mine Aduocate: at your requeſt, My Father will graunt precious things, as Trifles. Would he doe ſo. I'ld beg your precious Miſtris, Which he counts but a Trifle. Sir (my Liege) Your eye hath too much youth in't: not a moneth 'Fore your Queene dy'd, ſhe was more worth ſuch gazes, Then what you looke on now. I thought of her, Euen in theſe Lookes I made. But your Petition Is yet vn-anſwer'd: I will to your Father: Your Honor not o're-throwne by your deſires, I am friend to them, and you: Vpon which Errand I now goe toward him: therefore follow me, And marke what way I make: Come good my Lord. Beſeech you (Sir) were you preſent at this Relation? I was by at the opening of the Farthell, heard the old Shepheard deliuer the manner how he found it: Whereupon (after a little amazedneſſe) we were all commanded out of the Chamber: onely this (me thought) I heard the Shepheard ſay, he found the Child. I would moſt gladly know the iſſue of it. I make a broken deliuerie of the Buſineſſe; but the changes I perceiued in the King, and Camillo, were very Notes of admiration: they ſeem'd almoſt, with ſtaring on one another, to teare the Caſes of their Eyes. There was ſpeech in their dumbneſſe, Language in their very geſture: they look'd as they had heard of a World anſom'd, or one deſtroyed: a notable paſſion of Wonder appeared in them: but the wiſeſt beholder, that knew no more but ſeeing, could not ſay, if th' importance were Iy, or Sorrow; but in the extremitie of the one, it muſt needs be. Here comes a Gentleman, that happily knowes more: The Newes, Rogero. Nothing but Bon-fires: the Oracle is fulfill'd: the Kings Daughter is found: ſuch a deale of wonder is broken out within this houre, that Ballad-makers cannot be able to expreſſe it. Here comes the Lady Paulina's Steward, hee can deliuer you more. How goes it now (Sir.) This Newes (which is call'd true) is ſo like an old Tale, that the veritie of it is in ſtrong ſuſpition: Ha's the King found his Heire? Moſt true, if euer Truth were pregnant by Circumſtance: That which you heare, you'le ſweare you ſee, there is ſuch vnitie in the proofes. The Mantle of Queene Hermiones: her Iewell about the Neck of it: the Letters of Antigonus found with it, which they know to be his Character: the Maieſtie of the Creature, in reſemblance of the Mother: the Affection of Nobleneſſe, which Nature ſhewes aboue her Breeding, and many other Euidences, proclayme her, with all certaintie, to be the Kings Daughter. Did you ſee the meeting of the two Kings?