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As was your former, but she shall be such
As, walk’d your first queen’s ghost, it should take joy [80]
To see her in your arms.

LEONTES
My true Paulina,
We shall not marry till thou bid’st us.

PAULINA
That
Shall be when your first queen’s again in breath:
Never till then.

Enter a Servant.

SERVANT
One that gives out himself Prince Florizel, [85]

Son of Polixenes, with his princess (she
The fairest I have yet beheld) desires access
To your high presence.

LEONTES
What with him? he comes not

Like to his father’s greatness: his approach
(So out of circumstance, and sudden) tells us [90]
’Tis not a visitation fram’d, but forc’d
By need and accident. What train?

SERVANT
But few,

And those but mean.

LEONTES
His princess, say you, with him?

SERVANT
Ay, the most peerless piece of earth, I think,