The Same. The outer Room of a Prison. |
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Enter PAULINA and Attendants. |
Paul. The keeper of the prison, call to him; |
Let him have knowledge who I am.—[Exit an Attendant.] Good lady, |
No court in Europe is too good for thee; |
What dost thou then in prison? |
Re-enter Attendant with the Gaoler. |
Now, good sir, |
You know me, do you not? |
Gaol. For a worthy lady |
And one whom much I honour. |
Paul. Pray you then, |
Conduct me to the queen. |
Gaol. I may not, madam: to the contrary |
I have express commandment. |
Paul. Here's ado, |
To lock up honesty and honour from |
The access of gentle visitors! Is't lawful, pray you, |
To see her women? any of them? Emilia? |
Gaol. So please you, madam, |
To put apart these your attendants, I |
Shall bring Emilia forth. |
Paul. I pray now, call her. |
Withdraw yourselves. [Exeunt Attendants. |
Gaol. And, madam, |
I must be present at your conference. |
Paul. Well, be 't so, prithee. [Exit Gaoler. |
Here's such ado to make no stain a stain, |
As passes colouring. |
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Re-enter Gaoler, with EMILIA. |
Dear gentlewoman, |
How fares our gracious lady? |
Emil. As well as one so great and so forlorn |
May hold together. On her frights and griefs,— |
Which never tender lady hath borne greater,— |
She is something before her time deliver'd. |
Paul. A boy? |
Emil. A daughter; and a goodly babe, |
Lusty and like to live: the queen receives |
Much comfort in't; says, 'My poor prisoner, |
I am innocent as you.' |
Paul. I dare be sworn: |
These dangerous unsafe lunes i' the king, beshrew them! |
He must be told on 't, and he shall: the office |
Becomes a woman best; I'll take't upon me. |
If I prove honey-mouth'd, let my tongue blister, |
And never to my red-look'd anger be |
The trumpet any more. Pray you, Emilia, |
Commend my best obedience to the queen: |
If she dares trust me with her little babe, |
I'll show it to the king and undertake to be |
Her advocate to the loud'st. We do not know |
How he may soften at the sight of the child: |
The silence often of pure innocence |
Persuades when speaking fails. |
Emil. Most worthy madam, |
Your honour and your goodness is so evident |
That your free undertaking cannot miss |
A thriving issue: there is no lady living |
So meet for this great errand. Please your ladyship |
To visit the next room, I'll presently |
Acquaint the queen of your most noble offer, |
Who but to-day hammer'd of this design, |
But durst not tempt a minister of honour, |
Lest she should be denied. |
Paul. Tell her, Emilia, |
I'll use that tongue I have: if wit flow from 't |
As boldness from my bosom, let it not be doubted |
I shall do good. |
Emil. Now be you blest for it! |
I'll to the queen. Please you, come something nearer. |
Gaol. Madam, if't please the queen to send the babe, |
I know not what I shall incur to pass it, |
Having no warrant. |
Paul. You need not fear it, sir: |
The child was prisoner to the womb, and is |
By law and process of great nature thence |
Freed and enfranchis'd; not a party to |
The anger of the king, nor guilty of, |
If any be, the trespass of the queen. |
Gaol. I do believe it. |
Paul. Do not you fear: upon mine honour, I |
Will stand betwixt you and danger. [Exeunt. |
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