In thy not chiding; for she was as tender,
As infancy, and grace.—But yet, Paulina,
Hermione was not so much wrinkled ; nothing
So aged, as this seems.
Pol.

O, not by much.
Paul. So much the more our carver's excellence ;
Which lets go by some sixteen years, and makes her
As she liv'd now.
Leon.

As now she might have done,
So much to my good comfort, as it is
Now piercing to my soul. O, thus she stood,
Even with such life of majesty, (warm life,
As now it coldly stands,) when first I woo'd her!
I am asham'd: Does not the stone rebuke me,
For being more stone than it ?–0, royal piece,
There's magick in thy majesty ; which has
My evils conjur'd to remembrance ; and
From thy admiring daughter took the spirits,
Standing like stone with thee!
Per.

And give me leave;
And do not say, 'tis superstition, that
I kneel, and then implore her blessing.–Lady,
Dear queen, that ended when I but began,
Give me that hand of yours, to kiss.
Paul.

O, patience: The statue is but newly fix'd, the colour's Not dry.

Cam. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on ;
Which sixteen winters cannot blow away,
So many summers, dry: scarce any joy
Did ever so long live ; no sorrow,
But kill'd itself much sooner.
Pol.

Dear my brother,
Let him, that was the cause of this, have power
To take off so much grief from you, as he
Will piece up in himself.
Paul

Indeed, my lord,
If I had thought, the sight of my poor image

Would thus have wrought' you (for the stone is mine,)
I'd not have show'd it.
Leon.

Do not draw the curtain.
Paul. No longer shall you gaze on't ; lest your fancy
May think anon, it moves.
Leon.

Let be, let be. Would I were dead, but that, methinks, alreadyWhat was he, that did make it?-See, my lord, Would you not deem, it breath'd ? and that those veins Did verily bear blood ? Pol.

Masterly done :
The

very life seems warm upon her lip.
Leon. The fixure of her eye has motion in't',
As we are mock'd with art":
Paul.

I'll draw the curtain ;
My lord's almost so far transported, that
He'll think anon, it lives.
Leon.

O sweet Paulina,
Make me to think so twenty years together;
No settled senses of the world can match
The pleasure of that madness. Let't alone.

Paul. I am sorry, sir, I have thus far stirr'd you: but
I could afflict you further.
Leon.

Do, Paulina ;
For this affliction has a taste as sweet
As any cordial comfort.-Still, methinks,
There is an air comes from her: What fine chizzel
Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man mock me,
For I will kiss her.
Paul.

Good my lord, forbear:

2

wrought - ] i. e. worked, agitated. 3 The fixure of her eye has motion in't,] The meaning is, though the eye be fixed, (as the eye of a statue always is,) yet it seems to have motion in it: that tremulous motion, which is perceptible in the eye of a living person, how much soever one endeavour to fix it.

4 As we are mock'd with art.] As is used by our author here, as in some other places, for " as if.” With has the force of by.

The ruddiness upon her lip is wet ;
You'll mar it, if you kiss it; stain your own
With oily painting: Shall I draw the curtain ?

Leon. No, not these twenty years.
Per.

So long could I
Stand by, a looker on.
Paul.

Either forbear,
Quit presently the chapel; or resolve you
For more amazement: If you can behold it,
I'll make the statue move indeed; descend,
And take you by the hand: but then you'll think,
(Which I protest against,) I am assisted
By wicked powers.
Leon.

What you can make her do,
I am content to look on: what to speak,
I am content to hear; for 'tis as easy
To make her speak, as move.
Paul.

It is requir’d,
You do awake your faith : Then, all stand still ;
Or those, that think it is unlawful business
I am about, let them depart.
Leon.

Proceed;
No foot shall stir.
Paul.
Musick; awake her: strike.

[Musick. 'Tis time; descend ; be stone no more : approach ; Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come; I'll fill your grave up: stir; nay, come away ; Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him Dear life redeems you.—You perceive, she stirs ;

[HERMIONE comes down from the Pedestal. Start not: her actions shall be holy, as, You hear, my spell is lawful: do not shun her, Until you see her die again; for then You kill her double ; Nay, present your hand: When she was young, you woo'd her ; now, in age, , Is she become the suitor. Leon.

0, she's warm! [Embracing her.

If this be magick, let it be an art
Lawful as eating
Pol.

She embraces him.
Cam. She hangs about his neck;
If she pertain to life, let her speak too.

Pol. Ay, and make't manifest where she has liv'd,
Or, how stol'n from the dead.
Paul.

That she is living,
Were it but told you, should be hooted at
Like an old tale ; but it appears, she lives,
Though yet she speak not. Mark a little while.-
Please you to interpose, fair madam ; kneel,
And pray your mother's blessing.–Turn, good lady;
Our Perdita is found.

[Presenting PERDITA, who kneels to HERMIONE. Her.

You gods, look down,
And from your sacred vials pour your graces
Upon my daughter's head !—Tell me, mine own,
Where hast thou been preserv'd ? where liv'd ? how

found
Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear, that I, -
Knowing by Paulina, that the oracle
Gave hope thou wast in being,—have preserv'd
Myself, to see the issue.
Paul.

There's time enough for that;
Lest they desire, upon this push, to trouble
Your joys with like relation.—Go together,
You precious winners all'; your exultation
Partake to every one I, an old turtle,
Will wing me to some wither'd bough; and there
My mate, that's never to be found again,
Lament till I am lost.

5 You precious winners all;] You who by this discovery have gained what you desired, may join in festivity, in which I, who have lost what never can be recovered, can have no part.

your exultation
Partake to every one.] Partake here means participate.

519 Leon.

O peace, Paulina; Thou should'st a husband take by my consent, As I by thine, a wife: this is a match, And made between's by vows. Thou hast found mine; But how, is to be question’d: for I saw her, As I thought, dead; and have, in vain, said many A prayer upon her grave: I'll not seek far (For him, I partly know his mind,) to find thee An honourable husband : Come, Camillo, And take her by the hand: whose worth, and honesty, Is richly noted ; and here justified By us, a pair of kings.—Let's from this place.What ?—Look upon my brother:both your pardons, That e'er I put between your holy looks My ill suspicion.—This your son-in-law, And son unto the king, (whom heavens directing,) Is troth-plight to your daughter.—Good Paulina, Lead us from hence; where we may leisurely Each one demand, and answer to his part Perform'd in this wide gap of time, since first We were dissever'd: Hastily lead away. [Exeunt?

7 This play, as Dr. Warburton justly observes, is, with all its absurdities, very entertaining. The character of Autolycus is naturally conceived, and strongly represented. JOHNSON.

END OF THE THIRD VOLUME.