But pray you tell me, is she sole childe to'th' King?
1 His onely childe:
He had two Sonnes (if this be worth your hearing,
Marke it) the eldest of them, at three yeares old
I'th' swathing cloathes, the other from their Nursery
Were stolne, and to this houre, no ghesse in knowledge
Which way they went
2 How long is this ago?
1 Some twenty yeares
2 That a Kings Children should be so conuey'd,
So slackely guarded, and the search so slow
That could not trace them
1 Howsoere, 'tis strange,
Or that the negligence may well be laugh'd at:
Yet is it true Sir
2 I do well beleeue you
1 We must forbeare. Heere comes the Gentleman,
The Queene, and Princesse.
Exeunt.
Scena Secunda.
Enter the Queene, Posthumus, and Imogen.
Qu. No, be assur'd you shall not finde me (Daughter)
After the slander of most Step-Mothers,
Euill-ey'd vnto you. You're my Prisoner, but
Your Gaoler shall deliuer you the keyes
That locke vp your restraint. For you Posthumus,
So soone as I can win th' offended King,
I will be knowne your Aduocate: marry yet
The fire of Rage is in him, and 'twere good
You lean'd vnto his Sentence, with what patience
Your wisedome may informe you
Post. 'Please your Highnesse,
I will from hence to day
Qu. You know the perill:
Ile fetch a turne about the Garden, pittying
The pangs of barr'd Affections, though the King
Hath charg'd you should not speake together.
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