Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Leo. Your selfe (assisted with your honor’d Friends)
Leo. Bring them to our embracement. Still 'tis strange,
Leo. He thus should steale vpon vs.
Leo. Exit.
Paul. Paul.
Paul. Had our Prince
Paul. (Iewell of Children) seene this houre, he had payr’d
Paul. Well with this Lord; there was not full a moneth
Paul. Betweene their births.
Leo. Leo.
Leo. 'Prethee no more; cease: thou know’st
Leo. He dyes to me againe, when talk’d‑of: sure
Leo. When I shall see this Gentleman, thy speeches
Leo. Will bring me to consider that, which may
Leo. Vnfurnish me of Reason. They are come.
Leo. Enter Florizell, Perdita, Cleomines, and others.
Leo. Your Mother was most true to Wedlock, Prince,
Leo. For she did print your Royall Father off,
Leo. Conceiuing you. Were I but twentie one,
Leo. Your Fathers Image is so hit in you,