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Did this break from her. Good Antigonus,
There weep, and leave it crying; and, for the babe
I pr'ythee, callit; for this ungentle business,
-The storm begins :-Poor
wretch, That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos'd To loss, and what may follow!-Weep I cannot, But my heart bleeds: and most accurs'd am I, To be by oath enjoin'd to this.-Farewell! The day frowns more and more; thou art like to have
A lullaby too rough: I never saw
Ithe sky; betwixt the firmament and it, you cannot
Shep. Why, boy, how is it?
Clo. I would, you did but see how it chafes, how
Shep. 'Name of mercy, when was this, boy?
Clo. Now, now; I have not winked since I saw these sights: the men are not yet cold under water, nor the bear half dined on the gentleman; he's at it now.
Shep. Would I had been by, to have helped the old man!
Clo. I would you had been by the ship-side, to have helped her; there your charity would have [Aside. lacked footing.
Shep. Heavy matters! heavy matters! but look thee here, boy. Now bless thyself; thou met'st with things dying, I with things new born. Here's a sight for thee; look thee, a bearing-cloth for a squire's child! Look thee here; take up, take up, boy; open't. So, let's see; It was told me, I
The heavens so dim by day.-A savage clamour?-should be rich by the fairies: this is some changeWell may I get aboard!
I am gone for ever.
-This is the chace;
Enter an old Shepherd.
ling:-open't: What's within, boy?
Clo. You're a made old man; if the sins of your youth are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold! all gold!
Shep. This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove so: Shep. I would, there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty; or that youth would sleep up with it, keep it close; home, home, the next" out the rest: for there is nothing in the between way. We are lucky, boy; and to be so still rebut getting wenches with child, wronging the an- quires nothing but secrecy.-Let my sheep go:cientry, stealing, fighting.-Hark you now!-Come, good boy, the next way home. Clo. Go you the next way with your findings; Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen, and two-and-twenty, hunt this weather? They have I'll go see if the bear be gone from the gentleman, scared away two of my best sheep; which, I fear, and how much he hath eaten they are never curst, the wolf will sooner find, than the master: if any but when they are hungry: if there be any of him where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side, browzing left, I'll bury it.
on ivy. Good luck, an't be thy will! what have we
Clo. Marry, will I; and you shall help to put
Shep. That's a good deed: If thou may'st dishere? [Taking up the child.] Mercy on's, a cern by that which is left of him, what he is, fetch barne; a very pretty barne! A boy, or a child,3 Ime to the sight of him. wonder? A pretty one; a very pretty one: Sure, am not bookish, yet I can him i'the ground. some scape: though read waiting-gentlewoman in the scape. This has been some stair-work, some trunk-work, some be-deeds on't. hind-door-work: they were warmer that got this, than the poor thing is here. I'll take it up for pity: yet I'll tarry till my son come; he hollacd but even now. Whoa, ho hoa!
Clo. Hilloa, loa!
Shep. What, art so near? If thou'lt see a thing to talk on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. What ailest thou, man?
Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll do good [Exeunt.
Enter Time, as Chorus.
Time. I,-that please some, try all; both joy, and terror,
Of good and bad; that make, and unfold error,Clo. I have seen two such sights, by sea, and by Now take upon me, in the name of Time, land; but I am not to say, it is a sea, for it is now To use my wings. Impute it not a crime, To me, or my swift passage, that I slide
(1) The writing afterward discovered with Per-O'er sixteen years, and leave the growth untried dita. (6) Some child left behind by the fairies, in the
(2) Child. (3) Female infant. (4) Swallowed.
Of that wide gap; since it is in my power
I mention❜d a son o' the king's, which Florizel
And what to her adheres, which follows after,
Cam. It is fifteen years, since I saw my country; though I have, for the most part, been aired abroad,
with some care; so far, that I have eyes under my service, which look upon his removedness: from whom I have this intelligence; That he is seldom from the house of a most homely shepherd; a man, they say, that from very nothing, and beyond the imagination of his neighbours, is grown into an unspeakable estate.
Cam. I have heard, sir, of such a man, who hath a daughter of most rare note: the report of her is extended more, than can be thought to begin from such a cottage.
Pol. That's likewise part of my intelligence.
With, heigh! the doxy over the dale,-
Doth set my pugging tooth on edge;
The lark, that tirra-lirra chaunts,-
With, hey! with, hey! the thrush and the jay :
While we lie tumbling in the hay.
I desire to lay my bones there. Besides, the peni-Are summer-songs for me and my aunts,11
have served prince Florizel, and, in my time, wore three-pile;12 but now I am out of service:
But shall I go mourn for that, my dear ?
If tinkers may have leave to live,
And bear the sow-skin budget;
Pol. As thou lovest me, Camillo, wipe not out the rest of thy services, by leaving me now: the need I have of thee, thine own goodness hath made; better not to have had thee, than thus to want thee: thou, having made me businesses, which none without thee can sufficiently manage, must either stay to execute them thyself, or take away with thee the very services thou hast done: which if I have not enough considered, (as too much I cannot,) to be more thankful to thee, shall be my My traffic is sheets; when the kite builds, look to study; and my profit therein, the heaping friend- lesser linen. My father named me, Autolycus; ships. Of that fatal country, Sicilia, pr'ythee speak who, being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was no more: whose very naming punishes me with the likewise a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles: With remembrance of that penitent, as thou call'st him, die, and drah, I purchased this caparison; and my and reconciled king, my brother; whose loss of his revenue is the silly cheat:13 Gallows, and knock, most precious queen, and children, are even now are too powerful on the highway: beating, and to be afresh lamented. Say to me, when saw'st hanging, are terrors to me; for the life to come, I thou the prince Florizel my son? Kings are no less sleep out the thought of it.-A prize! a prize ' unhappy, their issue not being gracious, than they are in losing them, when they have approved their virtues.
Clo. Let me see :-Every 'leven wether-tods;14 Cam. Sir, it is three days since I saw the prince: every tod yields-pound and odd shilling: fifteen What his happier affairs may be, are to me un-hundred shorn,-What comes the wool to? known: but I have, missingly, noted," he is of late much retired from court; and is less frequent to his princely exercises, than formerly he hathi appeared. Pol. I have considered so much, Camillo; and
(1) i. e. Leave unexamined the progress of the intermediate time which filled up the gap in Perdita's story.
(2) Imagine for me. (3) Subject. (4) Approve.
Aut. If the springe hold, the cock's mine. [Aside.
(9) i. e. The spring blood reigns over the parts
(15) Circular pieces of base metal, anciently used by the illiterate, to adjust their reckonings.
that's the rogue,
Aut. I must confess to you, sir, I am no fighter: am false of heart that way; and that he knew, I warrant him.
see; what I am to buy for our sheep-shearing feast? Aut. Very true, sir; he, sir, he;
Aut. O, that ever I was born!
[Grovelling on the ground.
Clo. I' the name of me,Aut. O, help me, help me! pluck but off these rags; and then, death, death!
Clo. Alack, poor soul! thou hast need of more rags to lay on thee, rather than have these off.
Aut. O, sir, the loathsomeness of them offends me more than the stripes I have received; which are mighty ones and millions.
Clo. Alas, poor man!
come to a great matter.
million of beating may
Aut. I am robbed, sir, and beaten; my money
Clo. How do you now?
Aut. Sweet sir, much better than I was; I can
Aut. Prosper you, sweet sir!-[Exit Clown.]
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
and apparel ta'en from me, and these detestable SCENE III.-The same. A shepherd's cottage.
things put upon me.
Clo. What, by a horse-man, or a foot-man?
Enter Florizel and Perdita.
Flo. These your unusual weeds to each part of you
Clo. Indeed, he should be a foot-man, by the garments he has left with thee; if this be a horseman's coat, it hath seen very hot service. Lend me Sir, my gracious lord, not becomes me; thy hand, I'll help thee: come, lend me thy hand. [Helping him up. To chide at your extremes," O, pardon, that I name them: your high self,
Aut. O good sir, tenderly, oh!
Aut. O, good sir, softly, good sir: I fear, sir, The gracious mark1o o' the land, you have obscur'd my shoulder-blade
Clo. How now! canst stand?
Aut. Softly, dear sir: [Picks his pocket.] good sir, softly: you ha' done me a charitable office. Clo. Dost lack any money? I have a little money for thee.
Aut. No, good sweet sir; no, I beseech you, sir: I have a kinsman not past three-quarters of a mile hence, unto whom I was going; I shall there have money, or any thing I want: Offer me no money, I pray you; that kills my heart.
Clo. What manner of fellow was he that robbed you?
Aut. A fellow, sir, that I have known to go about with trol-my-dames: I knew him once a servant of the prince; I cannot tell, good sir, for which of his virtues it was, but he was certainly whipped out of the court.
With a swain's wearing; and me, poor lowly maid,
Apprehend Clo. His vices, you would say; there's no virtue whipped out of the court: they cherish it, to make Nothing but jollity. The gods themselves, it stay there; and yet it will no more but abide. Humbling their deities to love, have taken Aut. Vices I would say, sir. I know this man The shapes of beasts upon them: Jupiter well: he hath been since an ape-bearer; then a Became a bull, and bellow'd; the green Neptune process-server, a bailiff; then he compassed a mo- A ram, and bleated; and the fire-rob'd god, tion of the prodigal son, and married a tinker's Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain, wife within a mile where my land and living lies; As I seem now: Their transformations and, having flown over many knavish professions, Were never for a piece of beauty rarer; he settled only in rogue: some call him Autolycus. Nor in a way so chaste: since my desires Burn hotter than my faith. Clo. Out upon him! Prig," for my life, prig: he Run not before mine honour; nor my lusts haunts wakes, fairs, and bear-baitings.
(1) Singers of catches in three parts.
(3) A species of pears.
(5) Sojourn. (6) Puppet-show. (9) Excesses. (8) Take hold of. The machine used in the game of pigeon-(10) Object of all men's notice. (11) Dressed with ostentation. (12) i. e. Of station. 20
Say, there be;
Desire to breed by me.-Here's flowers for you!
O lady fortune, The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun,
Enter Shepherd, with Polixenes, and Camillo, dis-
Shep. Fie, daughter! when my old wife liv'd,
This day, she was both pantler, butler, cook;
would I had some flowers o'the spring, that might
With labour; and the thing she took to quench it, From Dis's wagon! daffodils,
She would to each one sip: You are retir'd,
Welcome, sir! [To Pol.
For you there's rosemary, and rue; these keep
(A fair one are you,) well you fit our ages With flowers of winter.
Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth
Are our carnations, and streak'd gillyflowers,
That come before the swallow dares, and take
Methinks, I play as I have seen them do
Sir, the year growing ancient,-I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms;
Do you neglect them?
Wherefore, gentle maiden,
For I have heard it said, There is an art, which, in their piedness, shares With great creating nature.
Serv. O master, if you did but hear the pedler at the door, you would never dance again after a tabor and pipe: no, the bagpipe could not move you: he sings several tunes, faster than you'll tell money; he utters them as he had eaten ballads, and all men's ears grew to his tunes.
Clo. He could never come better: he shall come in: I love a ballad but even too well: if it be doleful matter, merrily set down, or a very pleasant thing indeed, and sung lamentably.
Serv. He hath songs, for man or woman, of all sizes: no milliner can so fit his customers with gloves: he has the prettiest love-songs for maids; so without bawdry, which is strange; with such delicate burdens of dildos and fadings; jump her and thump her; and where some stretch-mouth'd rascal would, as it were, mean mischief, and break a foul gap into the matter, he makes the maid to answer, Whoop, do me no harm, good man; puts him off, slights him, with Whoop, do me no-harm, good man.
Pol. This is a brave fellow.
Clo. Believe me, thou talkest of an admirable conceited fellow. Has he any unbraided wares?"
Serv. He hath ribands of all the colours i'the rainbow; points, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can learnedly handle, though they come to him by the gross; inkles, caddises," cambrics, lawns: why, he sings them over, as they were gods or goddesses; you would think a smock were a she-angel; he so chants to the sleeve-hand, and the work about the square on't."
Clo. Pr'ythee, bring him in; and let him approach singing.
Per. Forewarn him, that he use no scurrilous words in his tunes.
Clo. You have of these pedlers, that have more in 'em than you'd think, sister.
Per. Ay, good brother, or go about to think.
Lawn, as white as driven snow;
Come, buy of me, come; come buy, come buy;
Clo. If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou should'st take no money of me; but being enthrall'd as I am, it will also be the bondage of certain ribands and gloves.
Mop. I was promis'd them against the feast; but they come not too late now.
Dor. He hath promised you more than that, or there be liars.
Mop. He hath paid you all he promised you: may be he has paid you more; which will shame you to give him again.
Clo. Is there no manners left among maids? will they wear their plackets, where they should bear their faces? Is there not milking-time, when you are going to-bed, or kiln-hole," to whistle off these secrets; but you must be titile-tattling before all our guests? 'Tis well they are whispering: Clamour your tongues, 12 and not a word more.
Mop. I have done. Come, you promised me a tawdry lace, 13 and a pair of sweet gloves.
Clo. Have I not told thee, how I was cozened by the way, and lost all my money?
Aut. And, indeed, sir, there are cozeners abroad; therefore it behoves men to be wary.
Clo. Fear not thou, man, thou shalt lose nothing here.
Aut. I hope so, sir; for I have about me many parcels of change.
Clo. What hast here? ballads?
Mop. Pray now buy some: I love a ballad in print, a'-life; for then we are sure they are true.
Aut. Here's one to a very doleful tune, How a usurer's wife was brought to-bed of twenty moneybags at a burden; and how she longed to eat adders' heads, and toads carbonadoed.
(10) Amber, of which necklaces were made fit to perfume a lady's chamber.
(11) Fire-place for drying malt; still a noted gossiping-place.
(12) Ring a dumb peal.
(13) A lace to wear about the head or waist.