The Winter's Tale

William Shakespeare
No Fear Act 5 Scene 3
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PAULINA

Music, awake her; strike!

PAULINA

Music, wake her!
Music
Music plays.
’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,
125Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him
Dear life redeems you. You perceive she stirs:
It’s time. Come down, and no longer be stone. Come forward. Make everyone who looks at you be amazed. Come, I’ll fill up your grave. Move, no, move away, let Death have your numbness since life is taking you from

him

That is, from Death.

him
. You see she moves.
HERMIONE comes down
Hermione comes down.
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
130You kill her double. Nay, present your hand:
When she was young you woo’d her; now in age
Is she become the suitor?
Don’t jump. Her actions are pure, and this spell is no evil enchantment. Don’t shun her, because if you do, you’ll kill her all over again. No, put your hand forward. You courted her when she was young. Now in old age does she have to court you?

LEONTES

O, she’s warm!
If this be magic, let it be an art
135Lawful as eating.

LEONTES

Oh, she’s warm! If this is magic, it should be as ordinary as eating.

POLIXENES

She embraces him.

POLIXENES

She embraces him.

CAMILLO

She hangs about his neck:
If she pertain to life let her speak too.

CAMILLO

She hugs him. If she is really alive let her speak, too.

POLIXENES

Ay, and make’t manifest where she has lived,
140Or how stolen from the dead.

POLIXENES

Yes, and tell us where she has lived, or how she’s come back to life.

PAULINA

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.
145Please you to interpose, fair madam: kneel
And pray your mother’s blessing. Turn, good lady;
Our Perdita is found.

PAULINA

If you were told she was alive, you would consider it a fable. But it seems she is alive, even though she doesn’t speak. Look for a while. (to Perdita) Please, intervene, fair madam. Kneel down and ask for your mother’s blessing. Look, good lady—our Perdita is found.