SHEPHERD.
You may say it, but not swear it.
CLOWN.
Not swear it, now I am a gentleman? Let boors and franklins say it, I’ll swear it.
SHEPHERD.
How if it be false, son?
CLOWN.
If it be ne’er so false, a true gentleman may swear it in the behalf of his friend. And I’ll swear to the prince thou art a tall fellow of thy hands and that thou wilt not be drunk; but I know thou art no tall fellow of thy hands and that thou wilt be drunk: but I’ll swear it; and I would thou wouldst be a tall fellow of thy hands.
AUTOLYCUS.
I will prove so, sir, to my power.
CLOWN.
Ay, by any means, prove a tall fellow: if I do not wonder how thou dar’st venture to be drunk, not being a tall fellow, trust me not. Hark! the kings and the princes, our kindred, are going to see the queen’s picture. Come, follow us: we’ll be thy good masters.
[Exeunt.]
SCENE III. The same. A Room in Paulina’s house.
Enter Leontes, Polixenes, Florizel, Perdita, Camillo, Paulina, Lords and Attendants.
LEONTES.
O grave and good Paulina, the great comfort
That I have had of thee!