CLEOMENES, DION.
All this we swear.
LEONTES.
Break up the seals and read.
OFFICER.
[Reads.] “Hermione is chaste; Polixenes blameless; Camillo a true subject; Leontes a jealous tyrant; his innocent babe truly begotten; and the king shall live without an heir, if that which is lost be not found.”
LORDS
Now blessed be the great Apollo!
HERMIONE.
Praised!
LEONTES.
Hast thou read truth?
OFFICER.
Ay, my lord, even so
As it is here set down.
LEONTES.
There is no truth at all i’ th’ oracle:
The sessions shall proceed: this is mere falsehood.
Enter a Servant hastily.
SERVANT.
My lord the king, the king!