Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Paul. Paul.
Paul. There is none worthy,
Paul. (Respecting her that’s gone:) besides the Gods
Paul. Will haue fulfill’d their secret purposes:
Paul. For ha’s not the Diuine Apollo said?
Paul. Is’t not the tenor of his Oracle,
Paul. That King Leontes shall not haue an Heire,
Paul. Till his lost Child be found? Which, that it shall,
Paul. Is all as monstrous to our humane reason,
Paul. As my Antigonus to breake his Graue,
Paul. And come againe to me: who, on my life,
Paul. Did perish with the Infant. 'Tis your councell,
Paul. My Lord should to the Heauens be contrary,
Paul. Oppose against their wills. Care not for Issue,
Paul. The Crowne will find an Heire. Great Alexander
Paul. Left his to th’Worthiest: so his Successor
Paul. Was like to be the best.
Leo. Leo.
Leo. Good Paulina,
Leo. Who hast the memorie of Hermione