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A place whereto you’ll go?

FLORIZEL
Not any yet:
But as th’ unthought-on accident is guilty
To what we wildly do, so we profess
Ourselves to be the slaves of chance, and flies

Of every wind that blows.

CAMILLO
Then list to me: [535]
This follows, if you will not change your purpose,
But undergo this flight: make for Sicilia,

And there present yourself and your fair princess
(For so I see she must be) ’fore Leontes:
She shall be habited as it becomes [540]
The partner of your bed. Methinks I see

Leontes opening his free arms and weeping
His welcomes forth; asks thee there ‘Son, forgiveness!’
As ’twere i’ th’ father’s person; kisses the hands
Of your fresh princess; o’er and o’er divides him [545]

’Twixt his unkindness and his kindness; th’ one
He chides to hell, and bids the other grow
Faster than thought or time.

FLORIZEL
Worthy Camillo,
What colour for my visitation shall I

Hold up before him?

CAMILLO
Sent by the king your father [550]
To greet him and to give him comforts. Sir,
The manner of your bearing towards him, with

What you (as from your father) shall deliver,
Things known betwixt us three, I’ll write you down:
The which shall point you forth at every sitting [555]
What you must say; that he shall not perceive