The Winters Tale 114

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Polixenes:
You see, sweet maid, we marry
A gentler scion to the wildest stock,
And make conceive a bark of baser kind
By bud of nobler race: this is an art
Which does mend nature, change it rather, but
The art itself is nature.

Perdita:
So it is

Polixenes:
Then make your garden rich in gillyvors,
And do not call them bastards.

The Winter’s Tale, Act IV, Scene 4

Single Post Card from the Shakespeare Cards Collection by First Folio Cards
Dimensions: 112 mm (4 1/2 ins ) x 160 mm (6 1/4 ins )
Printed onto textured card, blank on reverse.

£1.50

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