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Heat outwardly, or breath within, I'll serve you I'll follow instantly.
As I would do the gods.--But, thou tyrant ! Mar. I am glad at heart
Do not repent these things; for they are heavier To be lo rid o' the business.
Than all thy woes can stir: therefore betake thee Ant. Come, poor babe :

To nothing but despair. A thousand knees, I have heard, (but not believ'd) the spirits of the
Ten thousand years together, naked, fafting, May walk again : if such thing be, thy mother
Upon a barren mountain, and still winter Appear'd to me last night: for ne'er was dream
In storm perpetual, could not mave the gods Se like a waking. To me comes a creaturc,
To look that way thou wert.

Sometimes her head on one side, some another, Leo. Go on, go on :

I never saw a velice of like sorrow, Thou canst not speak too much; I have deserva So fill’d, and so becoming : in pure white robes, All tongues to talk their bitterest.

Like very fanétity, the did approach Lord. Say no more;

My cabin where I lay ; thrice bow'd before me ; Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes l' the boldness of your speech.

Became two (pouts : the fury spent, anon Paul. I am sorry for't ;

Did this break from her : “ Good Antigonus, Alt faults I make, when I shall come to know them," Since fate, against thy better difpofition, I do repent: Alas, I have shew'd too much

“ Hath made thy person for the thrower-out The rafiness of a woman : he is touch'd [help, “ Of my poor babe, according to thine oath, To the noble heart. What's gone, and what's part“ Places remote enough are in Bohemia, Should be part grief: Do not receive affliction " There weep, and leave it crying; and, for the babe At my petition, I beseech you ; rather

“ Is counted lost for ever, Perdita, Let me be punish'd, that have minded you " I pr’ythee, call’t : for this ungentle business, Of what


Thould forget. Now, goed my liege, Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt fee Sir, royal fir, forgive a foolishi woman :

" Thy wife Paulina more:"--and so, with thrieks, The love I bore your queen,---lo, fool again ! She melted into air. Affrighted much, I'll 1peak of her no more, nor of your children ; I did in time collect myself; and thought I'll not remember you of my own Jord,

This was so, and no Number. Dreams are toys : Who is loft too : Take your own patience to you, Yet, for this once, yea, superstitiously, And I'll say nothing.

I will be squar'd hy this. I do believe, Leo. Thou didit freak but well,

Hermione hath suffer'd death ; and that When most the truth; which I receive much better Apollo would, this being indeed the issue Than to be pitied of thee. Pr'ythee, bring me Oi king Polixenes, it should here be laid, To the dead bodies of my queen, and son : Either for life, or death, upon the earth One grave shall be for both; upon them thall of its right father.--Blossom, speed thee wel!! The causes of their death appear, unto

[Laying down the child. Oar shame perpetual : Once a day, I'll visit There lie : and there thy character 3: there there ; The chapel where they lie ; and tears shed there,

[Laying down a burd!! Shall be my recreation : so long as nature Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee, pretty, Will bear up with this exercise, so long

And still rest thine.---The storm begins : -Poor I daily vow to use it. Come,

wretch, And lead me to these forrow's.

[Excunt. That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos’d

To loss, and what may follow --Weep I cannot, S CE N E III.

But my heart bleeds : and most accurs'd am I, Buhemia. A defert Country near the Sea. To be by oath enjoin’d to this. --Farewel! (haves Enter Antigonus with the Child, and a Mariner. The day frowns more and more ; thou art like to

Ant. Thou art perfect' then, our ship hath A lullaby too rough : I never saw The deserts of Bohemia ?

(touch'd upon The heavens so dim by day.--A savage clamour: Mur. Ay, my lord; and fear

Well may I get aboard !-- This is the chace; We have landed in ill time : the skies look grimly, I am gone for ever. [Exit, pursued by a bear. And threaten present blusters. In my conscience,

Enter an old Shepherd. The heavens with that we have in hand are angry, Sbep. I would, there were no age between ten And frown upon us.

[aboard ; and three and twenty; or that youth would neep Ant. Their sacred wills be done ;--Go, get out the rest : for there is nothing in the between Look to thy bark; I'll not be long, before but getting wenches with child, wronging the an. I call upon thee.

cientry, stealing, fighting.--Hark you now ! Mar. Make your best haste ; and go not Would any but these boil'd brains of nineteen, and Too far i' the land : 'tis like to be loud weather ; two and twenty, hunt this weather ? They have Besides, this place is famous for the creatures scar'd away two of my best sheep ; which, I fear, Of prey, that keep upon 't.

the wolf will sooner find, than the master : if any Ant. Go thou away :

where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side, brouzing

I Perfect here means cerkain, or well assured, as in many other passages of our Author's Plays, 2 Meaning; the writing afterwards discovered with Perdita,

of ivy. Good luck, an't be thy will! what havel Clo. Now, now ; I have not wink'a since I saw we here? [Tiking up the child.] Mercy on's, a these fights: the men are not yet cold under bune ! a very pretty barne!! A boy, or a child, water, nor the bear half-din'd on the gentleman ; I wonder? A pretty one ; a very pretty one : he's at it now. Sure some scape : though I am not bookish, yet I Shep. Would I had been by, to have help'd the can read waiting-gentlewoman in the scape. This old man. has been some itair-work, fome trunk-work, fome Clo. I would you had been by the ship side, to behind-sluor-work : they were warmer that got have help'd her ; there your charity would have this, than the poor thing is here. I'll take it up lack'd footing.

[ Afde. for pity : yet I'll carry till my son come ; he hal Shep. Heary matters! heavy matters! but look lood but even now. Whoa, ho hoa !

thee here, boy. Now bless thyself; thou mett'It Enter Cloan.

with things dying, I with things new born. Here's Cls. Hilloa, loa !

a fight for thee; took thee, a bearing-cloth 2 for a Skep. What, art fo near? If thou'lt see a thing squire's child! Look thee here ; take up, take up, to talk on when thou art dead and rotten, come boy ; open't. So, let's see ;- It was told me, I bither. What ail'lt thou, man?

should be rich' by the fairies: this is some change. Cla. I have seen two such fights, by sea, and by ling 3:--pen't : What's within, boy? Land;—but I am not to say, it is a sea, for it is now Cio. You're a made old man ; if the sins of your the sky; betwixt the firmament and it, you cannot youth are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold ! thrust a bodkin's point.

ail gold ! Sb.p. Why, boy, how is it?

Shep. This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove so: Ch. I would, you did but see how it chafes, up with it, keep it clore ; home, home, the next how it rages, how it takes up the shore! but that's way. We are lucky, boy; and to be so still res not to the point: Oh, the most piceous cry of the quires nothing but secrecy.--Let my sheep go :poor souls ! sometimes to see 'em, and not to fee Come, good boy, the next way home. 'em : now the thip boring the moon with her Clo. Go you the next way with your findings ; mun-malt; and anon swallow'd with yeft and I'll go see it the bear be gone from the gentleman, fruch, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead. And and how much he hath eaten : they are never curst, then for the land service, -To see how the bear but when they are hungry: if there be any of tre out his shoulder-bone; how he cry'd to me in left, I'll bury it. for lielp, and faid, his name was Antigonus, à Ship. That's a good deed: If thou may'st discern nobleman :--But to make an end of the ship ;- hy that which is left of him, what he is, fetch me to see how the sea fiap-siragon'd it ;-but, first, to the fight of him. how the poor souls roar'd, and the sea mock'd Clo. Marry, will I; and you shall help to put tem ;-and how the poor gentleman roar'd, and him i' the ground. the bear mock'd him, buth roaring louder than the Sbup. 'Tis a lucky day, boy ; and we'll do good fc2, or weather.

deeds on't. Soep. 'Name of mercy, when was this, boy?


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and terror,

Enter Time, as Chorus.

I turn my glass ; and give my scene such growing,

As you had Nept between. Leontes leaving THAT please some, try all; both joy, The effects of his fond jealousies; fo grieving,

That he shuts up himself; Imagine me, Of good and bad ; that make, and unfold error, Gentle spectators, that I now may be Now take upom me, in the name of Time, In fair Bohemia; and remember well, To use my wings. Impute it not a crime,

I mentioned a son oʻthe king's, which Florize! To me, or my swift pallage, that I fide I now name to you ; and with speed so pace O'er fixteen years, and leave the growth untry'd To speak of Perdita, now grown in grace Of that wide gap ; since it is in my power Equal with wond'ring : What of her ensues, To o'erthrow law, and in one seif-born hour

I lift not prophecy ; but let Time's news To plant and o'erwhelm custom: Let me pass Be known when 'tis brought forth :-a fhepherd's The same I am, ere ancient'st order was,

daughter, Or what is now receiv'd: I witness to

And what to her adheres, which follows after, The times that brought them in; so shall I do

Is the argument 4 of Time: Of this allow, To the freshest things now reigning; and make ftale If you have ever spent time worse ere now ; The glittering of this present, as my tale If never yet, that Time himself doth say, Now seems to it. Your patience this allowing, He wishes earnestly, you never may.


! i. c, child. 2 The mantle or cloth with which a child is usually covered, when carried in church to be baptized. ? Mcaning, some child left behind by the fairies, in place of one which Hey had stolen. 4. i. e. Subjeđ.



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think it not uneasy to get the cause of my fon's

resort thither. Pr’ythee, be my present partner in The Caurt of Bohemia.

this business, and lay aside the thoughts of Sicilia. Enter Polixenes and Camillo.

Cam. I willingly oney your command. - Pol. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no more im

Pol. My best Camillo ! le muft disguise ourselves.

Tani. portunate : 'tis a fickaeis, denying thee any thing; a death, to grant this.

SC F N E Carr. It is fifteen years, lince I saw my country:

I be Country though I have, for the most part, been aired abroad,

Enter Autorius jinging. I desire to lay my hones there. Bcfides, the peni

W ben daffodils begin to peer', tent king, my matter, hath lent for me : to whole feeling forrow, I might be some alliy, or 1 v'er

Wirb, buigh.' she doxy ervcnibe duleween to think fo; which is another fpur to my

!!"hy, then comes in tbe faveet o' the war ; departure.

for the red blood reigns in 3 tbe winter's pak. Pol. As thou lov'st me, Camillo, wipe not out The culite Sheet bleaching on the bello, the rest of thy fervices, hy leaving me now: the With, hey! the five birds, (), berwibeyfing'need i hale of thee, thine own goodness hath Doth jić ny pigsing tooth on idge ; made ; better not to hare had thee, than thus to For a quart of ale is a dish for w king. want thee : thou, having made me businesses,

The lark, ibai tirra-lira which mone, without thee, can sufficiently manage,

With, bey! with, hey! sbe brush and she jay:-muft either itay to execute them thyself, or take

Are fummer fongs for me and my aunt s *, away with thee the very services thou hast done :

While we lie tumbling in the bay. which if I have not enough confider'd, (as tuo much I cannot) to he more thankful to thee, thall I have serv'd prince Florize), and, in my tinie, word be my hudy: and my profit therein, the heaping three-piles ; but now am out of service : friendtips. Of that fatal country Sicilia, prithee But shall I go mourn fotbal, my dear? speak no more : whose very naming punishes mo The pale meen shines by nighi: with the remembrance of that penitent, as thou And wuten I wander bere and obert, call'At him, and reconciled king, my brother; whole I then da go inoji right. Jofs of his most precious queen, and children, are even now to be afreth lamented. Say to me, wlien

If timbers may have teave to live, faw'it thout the prince Ficizel my fớnKings are

sind beir ibe fowefkin budget ; no less u happy, their illue not being sracious;

Tlen my account I will may gier, than they are in losing them, when they have ap

And in the frocks arouch it. proved their virtues.

My traffick is sheets; when the kite builds, Cam. Sir, it is three days fuce I saw the prince : look to lefler linen. My father nanid me AutoWhat his happier aflairs may be, are to me un-lycụs; who being, as I am, litter'd under Merknown : but I have, mitlingly', noted, he is of cuy, was likewise a snapper-up of unconfiderd late much retired from cout, and is less frequent trifles : With die, and drab, I purchas'd this cato his princely exerciies, than formerly he hath parison ?; and my revenue is the silly cheat 8: appeared.

Gallows, and knock, are too powerful on the Pol. I have consider's so much, Camillo ; and high-382.y: beating, and hanging, are terrors to with some care ; so far, that I have eyes under my me; for the life to come, I feep out the thought service, which look upon his removedneis ; from of it. -A prize! a prize! whom I have this intelligence : That he is feldom

Enter Clown. from the house of a moit bomely fhepherd ; a man, Clo. Let me see :—Every 'leven wether ends ; they say, that from very nothing, and beyond the every tod yields pound and odd Thilling: fifteen imagination of his neighbours, is grown into an hundred (horn,—What comes the wool to ? unspeakable estate.

Aut. If the springe hold, the cock's mine. [-sfide. Cam. I have heard, sir, of such a man, who hath Cl. I cannot do'r without counters.--Let me see; a daughter of most rare rote : the report of her is what am I to buy for our sheep-fhearing feast: Tbree extended more, thon can be thought to begin frompound of Sugar; five pound of currarts; riii-What such a cottage.

will this filter of mine do with rice! But my father Pol. That's likewise part of my intelligence. hath made her mistress of the feast, and she lays it But, I fcar the angle - that plucks our su thither.on. She hath made me four and twent; nefe-gays Thou shalt accompany us to the place ; where we for the shearers: three-man 10 song-men all, and will, not appearing what we are, have some ques- very good ones; but they are most of them nieans !!, tion with the shepherd; from whole fimplicity, I and bases : but one puritan among them, and he

11. . occasionally. - Meaning, the fishing-rod. 3 Tlie meaning is, the spring, or red blood, reigns over the winier's pal blood. 4 A cant word for a baud. si. e. rich velvet: 6 Meaning, that he was a hawker or vender of Meet ballads, and other publications. ? Meaning, with gaming and whoring, I brought inyfelf to this reduced dress. & The cant term for picking pockets. 9 A tod is twenty-eight pwunds of nopis 19 1. c. iingers of catches in three parts. a scans are treblcs.

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fings psalms to horn-pipes. I must have Jaffron, to and, having flown over many knavith professions, colour the warden-pies ; mace-datesnone ; he settled only in a rogue: some call him Autothat's out of my note : ritmegs, seven: a race, or lycus. ivo, of ginger ;--but that I may beg ;--four pound Clo. Out upon him! Prig, for my life, prig: he. of prunes, and as many raisins d'the jun.

hatints wakes, fairs, and bear-baitings. Aui. Oh, that ever I was born!

Aut. Very true, sur'; he, fir, he; that's the rogue, [Groveling on the ground. that put me into this apparel. Cl. r the name of me,

Clo. Not a more cowardly rogue in all Bohemia; Aul. Oh, help me, help me! pluck but off these if you had but look'd big, and spit at him, he'd rays; and then, death, death!

have run. Cls. Alack, poor soul; thou hast need of more Aut. I must confess to you, fir, I am no fighter: rags to lay on thee, rather than have these off. I am false at heart that way; and that he knew, I

Aut. Or, fir, the loathsomeness of them offends warrant him. me, more than the stripes I have receiv'd; which

Clo. How do you now? are mighty ones, and millions.

Aur. Sweet fir, much better than I was; I can Cls. Alas, poor man! a million of beating may stand, and walk : I will even take my leave of you, come to a great matter.

and pace softly towards my kinsman's. Aut. I am robb’d, fir, and beaten ; my money

Clo. Shall I bring thee on thy way? and apparel ta'en from me, and these detestable Aut. No, good-fac'd fir; no, sweet fir. things put upon me.

Clo. Then fare thee well; I must go to buy spices Clo. Wha, by a horse-man, or a foot-man? for our theep-Thearing.

[Exit. it. A foot-man, sweet fir, a foot-man. Aui. Prosper you, fweet sır!

-Your piute is Clo. Indeed, he should be a foot-man, by the not hot enough to purchase your spice. I'll be, garments he hath left with thee; if this be a horse- with you at your Cheep-ihearing too: If I make man's coat, it hath seen very hot service. Lend me not this cheat bring out another, and the thearers Stay hand, I'll help thee : come, lend me thy hand. prove sheep, let me be unrolld, and my name put

[Helping bım up. into the book of virtue 5! dut. Oh! grod fir: tenderly, oh!

Jog on, jog on, the fooi-path way, Clo. Alas, poor soul.

And merrily binto the flile-a: Aut. Ogood fir, softly, good fir: I fear, sir, my

A merry


goos inoulder-blade is out.

cur jad tires in a mile-a. [Exit. Cis. How now canft stand?

SCENE 111. Aut. Sustly, dear fir ; [Picks bis pocket] good fir, fofely: you ha' done me a charitable office.

A Shpberdas Cel. Cts. Doft lack any money? I have a little money

Enter Florizel ard Perdita. fu thee.

Fl. These your unutul weeds to each part of Au. No, gruxl sweet sir, no, I beseech you, fir : Do give a life; no shepherders; but Flora, [you I have a kiniman not past three quarters of 2 mile Peering in April's front. This your sheep-hearing lierce, unto whom I was going; I shall there have Is a meeting of the petty gods, muacy, or any thing I want: Offer me no money, And you the queen on't. I pray you ; that kills my heart.

Per. Sir, my gracious lord,
Cle. What nianner of fellow was he that robb’d To chide at your extremes, it not becomes me;

Oh, pardon, that I name them : your high self, Aut. A fellow, fir, that I have known to go The gr..cious mark o' the land ?, you have obscurid abatt with trul-my-dames 2: I knew him once a Witha swain's wearing; and me, poor lowly inaid, fervant of the prince; I cannot tell, good fir, for Muit goddeis-like prank dup8 : Buc that our fearts which of his virtues it was, but he was certainly In every meis bave fully, and the feeders whipp'd out of the court.

Digest it win a custom, I should blush
Clo. His vices, you would fwy; there's no virtue To see you so attired; sworn, I think,
whipp'd out of the court: they cherith it, to make it To Thut myself a glass 9
May there ; and yet it will no more but abide 3.

Fln. I blcís the time, sut. Vices I would tay, fir. I know this man | When my guod falcoa made her Aight across well: he hath been since an ape-bearer ; then a Thy father's ground. prucers-ierver, a bailiff; then he compars'd a mo Per. Now Jove afforl you cause! uns of the proligal fon, and married a tinker's To me, the difference forges dread ; your greatners Wife within a mile where my land and living lies ;| Hath not been us'd to fear. Even now I tremble

all the day,

The game

That is, pies made of wardens, a species of large pears. 2 Trou-madame, French. oí aine-holes. 3 That is, refide but for a time. 4 That is, the puptet-show, then called motions. This term frequently occurs in our author. s Begging syphies, in the iime of our author, were in gangs and companies, that had fomething of the shew of an incorporated body. From this noble Society he wiibes he may be unrolled if he does not so and so. o That is, take hold of it. 7 The object of all men's notice and expectation. g To prank is to dre's with ostentation.

9 i. e. One rould think that in putting on this habit of a shepherd, you had sworn to put me out of coumetance ; for in this, as in a glass, you thew how much below yourself you must descend besure you een get upon a level with me,


To think, your father, by some accident, For you there's rosemary, and rue; these keep
Should pass this way, as you did : Oh, the fates! Seeming, and savour, all the winter long :
How would he look, to see his work, so noble, Grace, and remembrance', be to you both,
Vilely bound up? What would he say? Or how And welcome to our Thearing!
Should I, in these, my borrow'd faunts, behold Pol. Shepherdess,
The sternness of his presence ?

(A fair one are you) well you fit our ages Flo. Apprehend

With flowers of winter. Nothing but jollity. The gods themselves,

Per. Sir, the year growing ancient, Humbling their deities to love, have taken Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth The shapes of bealts upon them: Jupiter Oftremblingwinter--the fairelt flowers o'the season Became a bull, and bellow'd; the green Neptune Are our carnations, and streak'd gilly-flowers, A ram, and bleated ; and the fire-rob'd god, Which some call, nature's bastards : of that kind Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain,

Our rustick garden's barren; and I care not As I seem now : Their transformations

To get Nips of them.
Were never for a piece of beauty rarer ;

Pol. Wherefore, gentle maiden,
Nor in a way so chaste : since my desires Do you neglect them?
Run not before mine honour ; nor my lusts Per. For I have heard it said,
Burn hotter than my faith.

There is an art, which, in their piedness, shares Per. O but, dear fir,

With great creating nature. Your resolution cannot hold, when 'tis

Pol. Say, there be ; Oppos’d, as it must be, by the power o'the king : Yet nature is made better by no mean, One of these two must be necessities, (purpose, But nature makes that mean : so, o'er that art Which then will speak; that you must change this Which, you say, adds to nature, is an art Or I my life.

That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry Flo. Thou dearest Perdita,

A gentler cyon to the wildest stock;
With these forc'd thoughts, I pr’ythee, darken not And make conceive a bark of baser kind
The mirth o'the feast : Or I'll be thine, my fair, By bud of nobler race : This is an art
Or not my father's : for I cannot be

Which does mend nature : change it rather : but Mine own, nor any thing to any, if

The art itself is nature. I be not thine; to this I am moft conftant,

Per. So it is. Though destiny fay, no. Be merry, gentle ; Pol. Then make your garden rich in gilly-flowers, Strangle such thoughts as there, with any thing And do not call them baltards. That you behold the while. Your guests are coming; Per. I'll not put Lift up your countenance; as it were the day The dibble in earth to set one flip of them: Of celebration of that nuptial, which

No more than, were I painted, I would wish Wetwo have sworn shall come.

This youth fhould say, 'twere well ; and only Per. O lady fortune,

therefore Stand you auspicious !

Desire to breed by me.--Here's flowers for you ; Enter Shepherd,Clown, Mopsa, Dorcas,Servants; with Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram ;

Polixenes, and Camillo, disguis’d. The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, C!.. See, your guests approach :

And with him rites weeping : there are flowers Address yourself to entertain them sprightly, Of middle summer, and, I think, they are given And let's be red with mirth.

[upon To men of middle age : You are very welcome. Sbep. Fye, daughter! when my old wife livid, Cam. 1 ihould leave grazing, were l of your fluik, This day, she was both pantler, butler, cook; And only live by gazing. Both dame and servant : welcom'd all; serv'd all; Per. Out, alas! Would sing her song and dance her turn; now here, You'd be so lean, that blasts of January Ar upper end o' the cable, now, i' the middle ; Would blow you through and through. Now, my On his shoulder, and his: her face o fire

fairest friend, With labour ; and the thing, the took to quench it, I would, I had some flowers o'the spring, that might She would to each one sip : You are retir'd, Become your time of day; and yours, and yours ; As if you were a feasted one, and not

That wear upon your virgin branches yet The hostess of the meeting : Pray you, bid Your maidenleads growing :- Proserpina, These unknown friends to us welcome; for it is For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall A way to make us better friends, more known. From Dis's waggon! dallodils, Come, quench your blushes ; and present yourself That ccine before the swallow dares, and take That which you are, mistress o'the feast: Come on, The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, And bid us welcome to your sheep-thearing, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, As your good flock thall prosper.

Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroles, Per. Sir, welcome! [To Pol. and Cam. That die unmarried, ere they can behold It is my father's will, I should take on me Bright Phoebus in his ftrength, a malady The hostess hip o'the day :-You're welcome, sir! Moft incident to maids ; bold oxlips, and Give me those lowers there, Dorcas. -Reverend firs, The crown-imperial; lilies of all kinds,

1 Rue was called herb of grace. Rofeinary was anciently supposed to Itrengthen the memory, and is prescribed for that purpose in be books of ancient phylick.


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