The flower-de-lis being one! O, these I lack, To ftrow him o'er and o'er. Fla. What? like a corfe? Pol. She dances featly. Shep. So the does any thing; though I report it, That should be filent: if young Doricles Do light upon her, fhe fhall bring him that Per. No, like a bank, for love to lie and play on; Which he not dreams of. Not like a corfe: or if,-not to be buried, But quick, and in mine arms. Come, take your Methinks, I play as I have feen them do Flo. What you do, Still betters what is done. When you speak, fweet, Crowns what you are doing in the prefent deeds, Per. O Doricles, Your praifes are too large: but that your youth, Fla. I think you have As little fkill to fear, as I have purpose Enter a Servant. Ser. O master, if you did but hear the pedler at the door, you would never dance again after a tabor and pipe; no, the bag-pipe could not move you: he fings feveral tunes, fafter 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 fet down, or a very pleafant thing indeed, and fung lamentably. Ser. He hath fongs, for man, or woman, of all fizes; no milliner can fo fit his cuftomers with gloves: he has the prettieft love-fongs for maids; fo without bawdry, which is ftrange; with fuch delicate burdens of dit-do's and fadings: jump her and thump her; and where fome stretch-mouth'd rafcal would, as it were, mean mifchief, and break a foul gap into the matter, he makes the maid to anfwer, Whoop, da me no harm, good man; puts him off, flights him, with Whoop, do me no barm, goed man. Pol. This is a brave fellow. Cla. Believe me, thou talkeft of an admirableconceited fellow. Has he any unbraided 4 wares? Ser. He hath ribbons of all the colours i' the rain To put you to't. But, come; our dance, I pray: bow; points, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia Your hand, my Perdita: fo turtles pair, That never mean to part. Per. I'll fwear for 'em. can learnedly handle, though they come to him by the grofs; inkles, caddiffes 5, cambricks, lawns: why, he fings them over, 'as they were gods or goddeffes: you would think, a fmock were a fhe Pol. This is the prettiest low-born lafs, that ever Ran on the green-fward: nothing she does, or feems,angel; he fo chants to the fleeve-hand, and the But fmacks of fomething greater than herself; Cam. He tells her fomething, That makes her blood look out: Good footh, fhe is Clo. Come on, strike up. Der. Mopfa must be your mistress: marry, garlick, To mend her kiffing with. Mop. Now, in good time! [manners. Cla. Not a word, a word; we ftand upon our Here a Dance of Shepherds and Shepherdeles. Fair fwain is this, which dances with your daughter? He looks like footh 3: He fays, he loves my daughter; As 'twere, my daughter's eyes: and, to be plain, work about the fquare on 't 6. Clo. Prythee, bring him in; and let him approach finging. Per. Forewarn him, that he ufe no fcurrilous words in his tunes. Clo. You have of thefe pedlers, that have more in 'em than you'd think, fifter. Per. Ay, good brother, or go about to think. Lawn, as white as driven fnow; For I That is, reafon. i. e. a confiderable tract of pafturage. 3 i. e. truth. 4 i. e. undamaged. Mr. Steevens conjectures caddis to mean ferret. The work about the fquare on't probably fignifies the work or embroidery about the bofom part of a fhift, which might then have been of a fquare form, or might have a fquare tucker. 6 Thele poking-flicks were heated in the fire, and made ufe of to adjust the plaits of ruffs. Cl Clo. If I were not in love with Mopfa, thou fhould't take no money of me; but being enthrall'd as I am, it will also be the bondage of certain rib-to bons and gloves. Mop. I was promis'd them against the feaft; but they come not too late now. Dor. He hath promis'd you more than that, or there be liars. Mop. He hath paid you all he promis'd you:. may be, he has paid you more; which will fhame you to give him again. Clo. Is there no manners left among maids? will they wear their plackets, where they fhould bear their faces? Is there not milking-time, when you are going to bed, or kill-hole, to whiftle off these secrets; but you must be tittle-tattling before all our guefts? 'Tis well they are whispering: Clamour I your tongues, and not a word more. Mop. I have done. Come, you promis'd me a tawdry lace, and a pair of fweet gloves 2. Clo. Have I not told thee, how I was cozen'd by the way, and loft all my money? Aut. And, indeed, fir, there are cozeners abroad; therefore it behoves men to be wary. Mop. Let's have fome merry ones. Aut. Why, this is a paffing merry one; and goes the tune of, Two maids wooing a man: there's fcarce a maid weftward, but the fings it; 'tis in request, I can tell you. Mop. We can both fing it; if thou'lt bear a part, thou shalt hear; 'tis in three parts. Dor. We had the tune on't a month ago. A. Get you bence, for I must go; D. Whither M. O, whither? Whither? A. Neither. D. What, neither? A. Neither. Then, whither go'ft? say, whitber? Cla. We'll have this fong out anon by ourselves: Clo. Fear not thou, man, thou shalt lofe nothing My father and the gentlemen are in fad 4 talk, and here. we'll not trouble them: come, bring away thy Aut. I hope fo, fir; for I have about me many pack after me. Wenches, I'll buy for you both; parcels of charge. -Pedler, let's have the first choice.-Follow me, Clo. What haft here? ballads? Mop Pray now, buy fome: I love a ballad in print, a'-life 3; for then we are fure they are true. Aut. Here's one, to a very doleful tune, How an ufurer's wife was brought to bed with twenty money-bags at a burden; and how the long'd to eat adders' heads, and toads carbonado`d. Mop. Is it true, think you? Aut. Very true; and but a month old. Dor. Blets me from marrying a usurer! Aut. Here's the midwife's name to 't, one miftrefs Taleporter; and five or fix honeft wives' that were prefent: Why should I carry lies abroad? Mop. Pray you now, buy it. Clo. Come on, lay it by: And let's firft fee more herds, three neat-herds, three fwine-Lerds, that Ballads; we'll buy the other things anon. have made themselves all men of hair; they call Aut. Here's another ballad, Of a fish, that ap-themfelves, faltiers and they have a dance, which pear'd upon the coaft, on Wednesday the fourfcore the wenches fay is a gallimaufry of gambols, becaufe of April, forty thoufand fathom above water, and they are not in't; but they themselves are o'the Yung this ballad against the hard hearts of maids : mind, (if it be not too rough for fome, that know it was thought, she was a woman, and was turn'd little but bowling) it will pleate plentifully. into a cold fish, for fhe would not exchange flesh Shep. Away! we'll none on 't; here has been too with one that lov'd her: The ballad is very piti-much homely foolery already :-I know, fir, we ful, and as true. Dor. Is it true too, think you? weary you. Pol. You weary thofe that refresh us: Pray, let's Aut. Five juftices' hands at it; and witneffes, fee these four threes of herdsmen. more than my pack will hold. Clo. Lay it by too: Another. Ser. One three of them, by their own report, fir, hath danc'd before the king; and not the werft Aut. This is a merry ballad; but a very pretty of the three, but jumps twelve foot and a half by the fquare. one. When bells are at the height, in order to cease them, the repetition of the ftrokes becomes much quicker than before; this is called clamouring them. Sweet, or perfumed gloves, were very fashionable in the age of Elizabeth, and long afterwards. Tawdry laces were worn about the ladies heeds, necks, and waits. 3 i. c. at lite. 4 i. e. ferious. 5 i. e bring out, or produce. of hair, are hairy men, or fatyrs. A dance of fatyrs was no unufual entertainment in thofe times. Shep. Step. Leave your prating; fince these good men are pleas'd, let them come in; but quickly now. Ser. Why, they ftay at door, fir. Here a dance of twelve Satyrs. Pol. [Afide.] O, father, you'll know more of that hereafter. Is it not too far gone?-'Tis time to part them.- Thepherd ? Your heart is full of fomething, that doth take Fis. Old fir, I know, She prizes not fuch trifles as these are : The gifts, the looks from me, are pack'd, and lock'd, How prettily the young fwain feems to wash The hand, was fair before !-I have put you out : But, to your proteftation; let me hear What you profefs. Fi. Do, and be witnefs to't. Pol. And this my neighbour too? Fla. And he, and more Shep. Let him, my fon; he shall not need to grieve Flo. Come, come, he muft not :- Pol. Mark your divorce, young fir, Than he, and men; the earth, the heavens, and all: [Defcovering himself. That, were I crown'd the most imperial monarch, Whom fon I dare not call; thou art too baie Thereof molt worthy; were I the fairest youth To be acknowledg'd: Thou a fcepter's heir, That ever made eye iwerve; had force, and know-That thus affect'ft afheep-hook!--Thou old traytor, ledge, [them, I am forry, that, by hanging thee, I can but More than was ever man's,-I would not prize Shorten thy life one week.-And thou, fresh piece Without her love: for her, employ them all; Of excellent witchcraft; who, of force, must know Commend them, and condemn them, to her fervice, The royal fool thou cop'ft with ; Or to their own perdition. Pol. Fairly offer'd. Cam. This thews a found affection. Shep. But my daughter, Say you the like to him? Per. I cannot speak So well, nothing fo well; no, nor mean better: Shep. Take hands, a bargain; Shep. O, my heart! [made Pal. I'll have thy beauty fcratch'd with briars,and And, friends unknown, you thall bear, witnefs to't: From the dead blow of it.-And you, enchant I give my daughter to him, and will make Her portion equal his. F.. O, that must be I the virtue of your daughter: one being dead, Step. Come, your hand; ment, Worthy enough a herdiman; yea, him too, [Exit Per. Per. Even here undone ! I was not much afeard: for once, or twice, To this my fair belov'd: Therefore, I pray you, I told you, what would come of this: 'Befeech you, Being now awake, I'll queen it no inch farther, But milk my ewes, and weep. Cam. Why, how now, father? Speak, ere thou diest. Shep. I cannot speak, nor think, Nor dare to know that which I know.-O, fir, [To Florizel. To mingle faith with him.-Undone undone ! Flo. Why look you so upon me? [Exit, I am but forry, not afeard; delay'd, Cam. Gracious my lord, You know your father's temper: at this time Flo. I not purpose it. I think, Camillo. Cam. Even he, my lord. A veffel rides faft by, but not prepar'd For this defign. What courfe I mean to hold, Cam. O my lord, I would your fpirit were easier for advice, Flo. Hark, Perdita.- [To Camille. Cam. [Afide.] He's irremoveable, Flo. Now, good Camillo, I am fo fraught with curious bufinefs, that Cam. Sir, I think, You have heard of my poor fervices, i' the love Flo. Very nobly Have you deferv'd: it is my father's musick, If you may pleafe to think I love the king; I'll point you where you fhall have fuch re- Per. How often have I told you, 'twould be thus? As fhall become your highnefs; where you may How often faid, my dignity would lait But 'till 'twere known? Flo. It cannot fail, but by The violation of my faith; And then Let nature cruh the fides o' the earth together, Cam. Be advis'd. Enjoy your miftrefs; from the whom, I fee, There's no disjunction to be made, but by (As heavens forefend!) your ruin: Marry her; And (with my best endeavours in your abfence) Your difcontenting father I'll strive to qualify, :-And bring him up to liking. Flo. I am; and by my fancy 2: if my reafon Cam. This is defperate, fir. Flo. So call it: but it does fulfil my vow; This follows, if you will not change your purpose, I This part of the priest's office was not left off till the reign of Edward VI. 2 i. c. love. And word. [They talk afde. And there prefent yourself, and your fair princefs, That you may know you fhall not want,--one (For fo, I fee, fhe muft be) 'fore Leontes; She fhall be habited, as it becomes The partner of your bed. Methinks, I fee Flo. Worthy Camillo, What colour for my vifitation fhall I Cam. Sent by the king your father Fio. I am bound to you: There is fome fap in this. Cam. A courfe more promifing To unpath'd waters, undream'd fhores; most certain, Whofe freth complexion and whose heart together Per. One of thefe is true: 1 think, affliction may fubdue the cheek, But not take in 2 the mind. Cam. Yea, fay you fo? [years, There shall not, at your father's houfe, thefe feyen Enter Autolycus. Aut. Ha, ha! what a fool honefty is! and trust, his fworn brother, a very fimple gentleman! I have fold all my trumpery; not a counterfeit stone, not a ribbon, glais, pomander 3, brooch, table|book, ballad, knife, tape, glove, fhoe-tye, bracelet, horn-ring, to keep my pack from fafting: they throng who fhould buy firft; as if my trinkets had been hallowed, and brought a benediction to the buyer: by which means, I faw whofe purse was beft in picture; and, what I saw, to my good ufe, I remember'd. My clown (who wants but fomething to be a reasonable man) grew fo in love with the wenches' fong, that he would not ftir his pettitoes, 'till he had both tune and words; which fo drew the rest of the herd to me, that all their [other fenfes stuck in cars: you might have pinch'd a placket 4, it was fenfelefs; 'twas nothing, to geld a codpiece of a purfe; I would have filed keys off, that hung in chains: no hearing, no feeling, but my fir's fong, and admiring the nothing of it. So that, in this time of lethargy, I pick'd and cut most of their fettival purfes: and had not the old man come in with a whoo-bub against his daughter and the king's fon, and scar'd my choughs from the chaff, I had not left a purfe alive in the whole army. [Camillo, Florizel and Perdita, come forward. Cam. Nay, but my letters by this means being So foon as you arrive, fhall clear that doubt. [there Flo. And thofe that you'll procure from king Cam. Shall fatisfy your father, Per. Happy be you! All, that you speak, shews fair. Cam. Who have we here? [Leontes, [Seeing Autolycus. We'll make an inftrument of this; omit Nothing, may give us aid. Aut. If they have over-heard me now,——why hanging. L-Fde. Cam. How now, good fellow? Why thakeft thou for Fear not, man; here's no harm intended to thee. Aut. I am a poor fellow, fir. Cam. Why, be fo ftill; here's nobody will fal that from thee: Yet, for the outfide of thy poverty, we must make an exchange: therefore, difcate thee inftantly, (thou muft think, there's neceflity in't) and change garments with this gendeman: Though the pennyworth, on his fide, be the worft, yet hold thee, there's fome 5 boot. Ast. I am a poor fellow, fir:--I know ye well enough. LAME. Cam. Nay, pr'ythee, difpatch: 'the gentleman is half flead already. of it. Aut. Are you in earneft, fir -I smell the trick Flo. Difpatch, I pr'ythee. Aut. Indeed, I have had earneft: but I cannot with confcience take it. Cam. Unbuckle, unbuckle. 2 i. e. The council-days, in our author's time, were called, in common fpeech, the fittings. fubdue or overcome. 3 A pomander was a little b1 made of perfomes, and worn in the poker, or about the neck, to prevent infection in times of pl gu 4 Placket is properly the opening in a woman's petticoat, 5 i, e. fome profit, fomething over and above. A a 2 Fortunate |