Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bel. As your Highnesse knowes: Their Nurse Euriphile
Bel. (Whom for the Theft I wedded) stole these Children
Bel. Vpon my Banishment: I moou'd her too't,
Bel. Hauing receyu'd the punishment before
Bel. For that which I did then. Beaten for Loyaltie,
Bel. Excited me to Treason. Their deere losse,
Bel. The more of you 'twas felt, the more it shap'd
Bel. Vnto my end of stealing them. But gracious Sir,
Bel. Heere are your Sonnes againe, and I must loose
Bel. Two of the sweet'st Companions in the World.
Bel. The benediction of these couering Heauens
Bel. Fall on their heads like dew, for they are worthie
Bel. To in‑lay Heauen with Starres.
Cym. Cym.
Cym. Thou weep'st, and speak'st:
Cym. The Seruice that you three haue done, is mre
Cym. Vnlike, then this thou tell'st. I lost my Children,
Cym. If these be they, I know not how to wish
Cym. A payre of worthier Sonnes.
Bel. Bel.