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But smacks of something greater than herself;
Perfume for a lady's chamber : 'Too noble for this place.
Golden quoifs, and stomachers, Cum. He tells her something,
For my lads to give their dears; That makes her blood look out. Good sooth, she is Pins and poking-sticks of steel,
D. The queen of curds and cream.
What maids lack from head to heel: Clo. Come on, strike up!
Come, buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Dor. Mopsa must be your mistress : marry, garlic, Buy, lads, or else your lusses cry:
D. To mend her kissing with.
Come, buy, etc.
M. Mop. Now, in good time!
Clo. If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou should'st D. I Clo. Not a word, a word ; we stand upon our man- take no money of me; but being enthrall’d as I am,
A. it will also be the bondage of certain ribands and
D. 1 Come, strike up!
TE Pol. Pray, good shepherd, what they come not too late now.
60 Fair swain is this, which dances with your daughter?! Dor. Ile hath promised you more than that, or there Shep. They call him Doricles; and he boasts himself be liars.
Attro To have a worthy feeding: but I have it
Mop. He hath paid you all he promised you ; may be, Upon his own report, and I believe it; he has paid you more; which will shame you to give
SCE He looks like sooth. He says, he loves my daughter ; him again. I think so too; for never gaz'd the moon
Clo, Is there no manners left among maids? will they Upon the water, as he'll stand, and read,
wear their plackets, where they should bear their faces? As 'twere, my daughter's eyes: and, to be plain, Is there not milking-time, when you are going to bed, I think, there is not half a kiss to choose,
or kiln-hole, to whistle off these secrets; but you must Who loves another best,
be tittle-tattling before all our guests ? 'Tis well they Pol. She dances featly.
are whispering. Clamour your tongues,and not a word
Mop. I have done. Come, you promised me a tawdry
Clo. Have I not told thee, how I was cozened by the
way, and lost all my money?
Ser pipe; no, the bagpipe could not move you: he sings Clo.Fear not thou, man, thou shaltlose nothing here. three several tunes, faster than you'll tell money; he utters Ant I hope so, sir; for I have about me many par- thethem as he had caten ballads, and all men's ears grew cels of charge.
tie to his tunes. Clo. What hast here? ballads ?
gal Clo. He could never come better; he shall come in : Mop. Pray now, buy some! I love a ballad in print,a'- the I love a ballad but even too well; if it bedoletul mat-| life; for then we are sure they are true.
for ter, merrily set down, or a very pleasant thing indeed, Aut.Here's one to a very doleful tune, How a usurer's pler sung lamentably .
wife was brought to bed of twenty money-bags at a S7 Serv. He hath songs, for man, or woman, of all burden ; and now she longed to eat adders" heads, and sizes; no milliner can so fit his customers with gloves : toads carbonadoed.
Pc he has the prettiest love-songs for maids ; so without Mop. Is it true, think you ?
ther bawdry, which is strange; with such delicate burdens Aut. Very true; and but a month old.
SE of dildos and fadings : jump her and thump her; and Dor. Bless me from marrying a usurer! where some stretch-mouth'd rascal would, as it were, Aut. Here's the midwife's nanie to't, one mistress mein mischief, and break a fonl gap into the matter, Taleporter; and five or six honest wives that were he makes the maid to answer, Whoop, do me no harm, present. Why should I carry lies abroad? good man ; puts him ofl, sliglıts him, with Whoop, du Mop. 'Pray you now, buy it! me no harm, good man!
Clo. Come on, lay it hy: and let's first see more bal- RE Pol. This is a brave fellow.
lads; we'll buy the other things anon. Clo. Believe me, thou talkest of an admirable-concei- Aut. Here's another ballad, Of a fish that appeared ted fellow. Has he any unbraided wares ?
upon the coast, on Wednesday the fourscore of April, Serv.He hath ribands of all the colours i'the rainbow; forty thousand fathom above water, and sung this balpoints, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can learn- lad against the hard hearts of maids:it
was thought,she edly handle, though they come to him by the gross; was a woman, and was turned into a cold fish; for she inkles,caddisses, cambrieks,lawns: why, he sings them would not exchange Sesh with one that loved her. over,'as they weregods, or goddesses;you would think, The ballad is very pitiful, and as true. a smock were a she-angel; he so chants to the sleeve- Dor. Is it true too, think you? hand, and the work about the square on't.
Aut. Five justices' hands at it; and witnesses, more Clo. Pr'ythee, bring him in, and let him approach than my pack will hold. singing!
Clo. Layit by too. Another! Per. Forewarn him, that he nse no seurrilous words Aut. This is a merry ballad; but a very pretty one. in his tunes !
Mop. Let's have some merry ones! Clo. You have of these pedlers, that have more in Aut. Why, this is a passing merry one; and 'em than you'd think, sister.
the tune of, Two maids wooing a man: there's scarce Per. Ay, good brother, or go about to think. a maid westward, but she sings it;'tis in request, I can
Enter AutoLycus, singing.
Mop. We can both sing it; if thon'lt bear a part,
thou shalt hear: 'tis in three parts.
Dor. We had the tune on't a month ago.
Aut. I can bear my part; you must know, 'tis my
occupation: have at it with you!
As soft, as dove's down, and as white, as it;
Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fann'd spow,
That's boited by the northern blasts twice o'er.
How prettily the young swain seems to wash
The hand, was fair before!--I have put you out:-
But, to your protestation; let mehear
What you profess.
Flo. Do, and be witness to't!
A. Neither. D. What, neither? A. Neither. Pol. And this my neighbour too?
Flo. And he, and more
Than he, and men, the earth, the heavens, and all :
That, were I crown’d the most impérial monarch, Clo. We'll have this song out anon by ourselves : Thereof most worthy; were I the fairest youth, my father and the gentlemen are in sad talk, and we'll That ever made eye swerve; had force, and knowledge, not trouble them. Come,bring away thy pack after me! More than was ever man's: I would not prize them, Wenches, I'll buy for you both : pedler, let's have the Without her love: for her employ them all, first choice.-Follow me, girls!
Commend them, and condemn them, to her service, Aut. And you shall pay well for 'em. [Aside
Or to their own perdition.
Pol. Fairly offer'd.
Cam. This shows a sound affection.
Shep. But my daughter,
Say you the like to him?
Per. I cannot speak
So well, nothing so well; no, nor mean better: of the new'st, and fin'st, fin’st wear-a?
By the pattern of mine own thoughtss cut out
The purity of his.
Shep. Take hands, a bargain !.
And, friends unknown, you shall bear witcess to't:
Her portion equal his. Serv. Master, there is three carters, three shepherds, Flo. O, that must be three neat-herds, three swine-herds, that have made l’the virtue of your daughter: one being dead, themselves all men of hair ; they call themselves sal- I shall have more, than you can dream of yet; tiers, and they have adance which the wenches say is a Enough then for your wonder. But, come on, gallimaufry of gambols, because they are not in't; but Contract us 'fore these witnesses ! they themselves are o’the mind, (if it be not too rough Shep. Come, your hand; – for some, that know little but bowling,) it will please And, daughter, yours ! plentifully.
Pol. Soft, swain, awhile, ’beseech you; Shep. Away! we'll none on't; here has been too much Have you a father? humble foolery already. – I know, sir, we weary you. Flo. I have: but what of him ? Pol. You weary those that refresh us. Pray, let's see Pol. Knows he of this? these four threes of herdsmen!
Flo. He neither does, nor shall. Serv.One three of them, by their own report, sir, hath Pol. Methinks, a father danced before the king; and not the worst of the three, Is, at the nuptial of his son, a guest, but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squire. That best becomes the table. Pray you, once more ;
Shep. Leave your prating; since these good men are is not your father grown incapable
Lies he not bed-rid ? and again does nothing,
Than most have of his age.
You offer him, if this be so, a wrong And handed love, as you do, I was wont
Something unfilial. Reason, my son To load my she with knacks : [ would have ransack'd Should choose himself a wife: but as good reason, The pedler's silken treasury, and have pour'd it The father, (all whose joy is nothing else, To her acceptance; you have let him go,
But fair posterity,) should hold some counsel And nothing marted with him. If your lass
In such a business.
Flo. I yield all this ;
Which 'tis not fit you know, I not acquaint
My father of this business.
Pol. Let him know't!
Flo. He shall not.
Flo. No, he must not.
Shep. Let him, my son; he shall not need to grieve Hath sometime lor'd: I take thy hand; this hand,
At knowing of thy choice.
Mark our contract.
How often said, my dignity would last Pol. Mark your divorce, young sir,
But till 'twere known?
(Discovering himself. Flo. It cannot fail, but by Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base
The violation of my faith. And then
Flo. I am; and by my fancy : if my reason
Will thereto be obedient, I have reason;
Do bid it welcome.
Flo. So call it: butit does fulfil my vow;
Be thereat glean’d; for all the sun sees, or
When he shall miss me, (as, in faith, I mean not
Upon his passion ; let myself and fortune These rural latches to his entrance open,
Tug for the time to come! This you may know, Or hoop his body more with thy embraces,
And so deliver. I am put to sea I will devise a death as cruel for thee,
With her, whom here I cannot hold on shore; As thou art tender to't,
[Exit. And, most opportune to our need, I have Per. Even here undone!
A vessel rides fast by, but not prepar'd I was not much afeard : for once, or twice,
For this design. What course I mean to hold,
Shall nothing benefit your knowledge, nor
Cam. O, my lord,
[To Florizel. Or stronger for your need. I told you, what would come of this. 'Bescech you, Flo. Hark, Perdita.
[Takes her aside.
Resolv'd for flight. Now were I happy,
if Cam. Why, how now, father?
His going I could frame to serve my turn, Speak, ere thou diest.
Save him from danger, do him love and honour, Shep. I cannot speak, nor think,
Purchase the sight again of dear Sicilia, Nor dare to know that which I know.-0, sir, And that unhappy king, my master, whom
[To Florizel. I so much thirst to see. You have undone a man of fourscore three,
Flo. Now, good Camillo, That thought to fill his grave in quiet; yea,
I am so fraught with curious business, that To die upon the bed my father died,
I leaveout ceremony.
(Going To lie close by his honest bones : but now
Cam. Sir, I think,
[To Perdita. Flo. Very nobly
To speak your deeds : not little of his care To mingle faith with him! - Undone! undone! To have them recompens'd as thought on. If I might die within this hour, I have liv'd
Cam. Well, my lord, To die when I desire.
[Exit. If you may please to think I love the king, Flo. Whylook you so upon me?
And, through him, what is nearest to him, which is I am but sorry, not afeard; delay'd,
Your gracious self: embrace but my direction, But nothing alter'd. What I was, I am:
(If your more ponderous and settled project More straining on, for plucking back; not following May suffer alteration,) on mine honour, My leash unwillingly,
I'll point you where you shall have such receiving
As shall become your highness; where you may
As heavens forefend ! your ruin :)marry her;
And (with my best endeavours, in your absence) Then, till the fury of his highness settle,
Your discontenting father strive to qualify, Come not before him !
And bring him up to likinge Flo. I not purpose it.
Flo. How, Camillo,
May this, almost a miracle, be done?
That I may call thee something more than man,
253 Cam. Have you thought on A place, whereto you'll go?
That you may know, you shall not want--one word! Flo. Not any yet;
[They talk aside. But as the unthought-on accident is guilty
Aut. Ha, ha! what a fool honesty is! and trust, his To what we wildly do, so we profess
sworn brother, a very simple gentleman !I have sold Ourselves to be the slaves of chance, and flies all my trumpery; not a counterfeit stone, not a riband, Of every wind, that blows.
glass, pomander, brooch, table-book, ballad, knife, Cam. Then list to me;
tape, glove, shoe-tye, bracelet, horn-ring, to keep my This follows: if you will not change your purpose, pack from fasting: they throng who should buy first : But undergo this flight, make for Sicilia,
as if my trinkets had been hallowed, and brought a And there present yourself, and your fair princess, benediction to the buyer; by which means, I saw whose (For so, I see, she must be,) 'fore Leontes!
purse was best in picture; and, what I saw, to my good She shall be habited, as it becomes
use, I remembered. My clown (who wants but someThe partner of your bed. Methinks, I see
thing to be a reasonable man,) grew so in love with the Leontes, opening his free arms, and weeping wenches' song, that he would not stir his pettitoes, till His welcomes furth: asks thee, the son, forgiveness, he had both tune and words: which so drew the rest of As’twere i'the father's person, kisses the hands the herd to me, that all their other senses stuck in ears: Of your fresh princess, o'er and o’er divides him you might have pinched a placket, it was senseless; 'Twixt his unkindness and his kindness; the one 'twas nothing to geld a codpiece of a purse; I would Hechides to hell, and bids the other grow,
have filed keys off, that hung in chains: no hearing, no Faster than thought, or time.
feeling, but my sir's song, and admiring the nothing Flo. Worthy Camillo,
of it. So that, in this time of lethargy, I picked and What colour for my visitation shall I
cut most of their festival purses: and had not the old Hold up before him?
man come in with a whoobub against his daughter and Cam. Sent by the king your father,
the king's son, and scared my choughs from the chaff, To greet him, and to give him comforts. Sir, I had not left a purse alive in the whole army: The manner of your bearing towards him, with
[Camillo, Florizel, and Perdita,come forward. What you, as from your father, shall deliver, Cam. Nay, but my letters by this means being there Things known betwixt us three, I'll write you down; So soon as you arrive, shall clear that doubt. The which shall point you forth at every sitting, Flo. And those, that you'll procure from king LeWhat you say; that he shall not perceive,
ontes But that you have your father's bosom there,
Cam. Shall satisfy your father. And speak his very heart.
Per. Happy be you! Flo. I am bound to you:
All, that you speak, shows fair. There is some sap in this.
Cam. Who have we here? [Seeing Autolycus. Cam. A course more promising,
We'll make an instrument of this; omit
Nothing, may give us aid.
0,-why hanging. tain,
[-Aside. To miseries enough; no hope to help you ;
Cam' How now, good fellow? why shakest thou so? But, as you shake off one, to take another:
Fear not, man! here's no harm intended to thee. Nothing so certain, as your anchors, who
Aut. I am a poor fellow, sir. Do their best office, if they can but stay you, Cam. Why, be so still; here's nobody will steal that Where you'll be loath to be. Besides, you know, from thee. Yet, for the outside of thy poverty, we must Prosperity is the very bond of love,
make an exchange: therefore, discase thee instantly, Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together (thou must think, there's necessity in't,) and change Affliction alters.
garments with this gentleman! Though the peonyPer. One of these is true:
worth, on his side, be the worst, yet hold thee, there's I think, affliction may subdue the cheek,
some boot. But not take in the mind.
Aut. I am a poor fellow, sir:-Iknow ye well enough. Cam. Yea, say you so?
[ Aside. There shall not, at your father's house, these seven Cam. Nay, pr’ythee, dispatch: the gentleman is half
flayed already. years, Be born another such.
Aut. Are you in earnest, sir?--I smell the trick of it.Flo. My good Camillo,
[Aside. She is as forward of her breeding, as
Flo. Dispatch, I pr’ythee. I'the rear of birth.
Aut. Indeed, I have had earnest; but I cannot with Cam. I camot say, 'tis pity
conscience take it. She lacks instructions; for she seems a mistress Cam. Unbuckle, unbuckle. To most that teach.
(Flo, and Autol. exchange garments. Per. Your pardon, sir, for this
Fortunate mistress, - let my prophecy I'll blush you thanks.
Come home to you !-- you must retire yourself Flo. My prettiest Perdita !-
Into some covert, take your sweetheart's hat, But, o, the thorns we stand upon !-Camillo,-- And pluck it o'er your brows, muffle your face, Preserver of my father, now of me;
Dismantle you, and as you can,
disliken The medicin of our house !-how shall we do? The truth of your own seeming; that you may, We are not furnish'd like Bohemia's son;
(For I do fear eyes over you,) to shipboard Nor shall appear in Sicily-
Per. I see, the play so lies,
Cam. No remedy !-
Have you done there?
boru Show and o
He would not call me son.
| Clo. Your worship had like to have given us one, if C'um. Nay, you shall have
you had not taken yourself with the manner. Nohat:- Come, lady, come. - - Farewell, my friend! Shep. Are you a courtier, an’t like you, sir? Aut, Adieu, sir!
Aut. Whether it like me, or no, I am a courtier. Flo, (Perdita, what have we twain forgot? See'st thou not the air of the court in these enfoldings? Pray you, a word.
[They converse apart. hath not my gait in it, the measure of the court? reCam. What I do next, shall be, to tell the king[Aside. ceives not thy nose court-odour from me? reflect I not Orthis escape, and whither they are bound;
on thy baseness court-contempt? Think'st thou, for Wherein, my hopeis, I shall so prevail,
that I insinuate, or toze from thee thy business, I am To force him after: in whose company
therefore no courtier, I am courtier,cap-a-pè; and one I shall review Sicilia, for whose sight
that will either push on, or pluck back thy business I have a woman's longing.
there: whereupon I command thee to open thy affair. Flo. Fortune speed us !
Shep. My business, sir, is to the king,
Aut. What advocate hast thou to him?
Shep. I know not, an't like you.
Shep. Sir, there lies such secrets in this fardel, and
speech of him.
Aut. The king is not at the palace; he is gone aboard
a new ship to purge melancholy, and air himself. For,
if thou be'st capable of things serious, thou must
know, the king is full of grief.
Clo. Think you so, sir?
come under the haugman: which though it be great Clo. Indeed, brother-in-law was the farthest off you pity, yet it is necessary. An old sheep-whistling rogue, could have been to him; and then your blood had a ram-tender, to offer to have his daughter come into been the dearer, by I know how much an ounce. grace! Some say, he shall be stoned; but that death Aut. Very wisely; puppies !
[Aside. is too soft for him,say I. Draw our throne into a sheepShep. Well; let us to the king! there is that in this cote! all deaths are too few, the sharpest too easy., fardel, will make him scratch his beard.
Clo. Has the old man e'er a son, sir, do you hear, an't Aus. I know not, what impediment this complaint like you, sir? may be to the flight of my master.
Aut. He has a son, who shall be flayed alive; then, Clo. 'Pray heartily he be at palace.
'nointed over with honey, set on the head of a Aut. Though I am not naturally honest, I am so wasp's nest; then stand, till he be three quarters and sometimes by chance. - Let me poeket up my ped- a dram dead; then recovered again with aqua-vitae, ler's excrement. [ Takes off his false beard.jHow now, or some other hot infusion; then, raw as he is, and in rusties? whither are you bound?
the hottest day prognostication proclaims, shall he be Shep. To the palace, an it like your worship. set against a brick-wall, the sun looking with a southAut. Your affairs there? what? with whom? the con- ward eye upon him; where he is to behold him with dition of that fardel, the place of your dwelling, your flies blown to death. But what talk we of these traitorly names, your ages, of what having, breeding, and any rascals, whose miseries are to be smiled at their offenthing, that is fitting to be known, discover.
ces being so capital ? Tell me,(for you seem to be hoClo. We are but plain fellows, sir.
nest plain men,) what have you to the king: being Aut. A lie; you are rough and hairy. Let me have something gently considered, I'll bring you where hiç no lying; it becomes none but tradesmen, and they is aboard, tender your persons to his presence, whisoften give us soldiers the lie: but we pay them for it per him in your behalfs, and, if it be in man, with stamped coin, vot stabbing steel : therefore they sides the king, to effect your suits, here is man, shall do not give us the lie.