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Starr'd most unluckily, is from my breast, Her heart is but o'ercharg'il; she will recover.-
I'll reconcile me tu Polixenes;
Whom I proclaim a man of truth, of mercy:
prize it not a straw:-but for mine honour, Camillo for the minister, to poison
But that the good inind of Camillo tardy'd
Not cloing it, and being done: he, most humane, Apollo be my judge.
And fill'd with honour, to my kingly guest
Unclasp'd my practice; quit his fortunes here, Lord. This your request
20 Which you knew great; and to the certain hazard Is altogether just: therefore, bring forth,
Of all incertainties himself commended, And in Apollo's name, his oracle.
No richer than his honour:-How he glisters Her. The emperor of Russia was my father: Through my dark rust! and how his piety Oh, that he were alive, and here beholding Does my deeds make the blacker! His daughter's trial! that he did but see
Re-enter Paulina. The fatness? of my misery; yet with eyes
Paul. Woe the while! Of pity, not revenge!
[justice, o, cut my lace; lest my heart, cracking it, Off: You here shall swear upon the sword of Break too! That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have [brought Lord. What fit is this, good lady? [me? Been both at Delphos; and from thence have 30 Paul. What studied torments, tyrant, hast for This seal'd-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd What wheels? racks? fires? What flaying? boil. Of great Apollo's priest; and that, since then, In leads, or oils? what old, or newer torture [ing? You have not dar'd to break the holy seal, Muse I receive ; whose every word deserves Nor read the secrets in't.
To taste of thy most worst? Thy tyranny Cleo. Dion. All this we swear.
35 Together working with thy jealousies, Leo. Break up the scals, and read.
Fancies too weak for boys, too green and idle Offi. “Hermione is chaste, Polisenes blameless, For girls of nine!-(, think, what they have done, “ Camillo a true subject, Leontes a jealous tyrant, And then run mad, indeed; stark mad! for all “his innocent babe truly begotten; and the king Thy by-gone fooleries, were but spices of it. “shall live without an heir, it that, which is lost, 40 That thou betray'«ist Polixenes, 'twas nothing; “ be not found.”
That did but shew thee, of a fool, inconstant, Lords. Now blessed be the great Apollo ! And damnable ungrateful: nor was 't much, Her. Praised!
Thou wouldst have poison'dgoodCamillo's honour, Leo. Hast thou read truth?
To have him hill a king; poor trespasser, Otti
. Ay, my lord; even so as it is here set down. 45 More monstrous standing by: whereof I reckon Leo. There is po truth at all i' the oracle: The casting forth to crows thy baby daughter, The session shall proceed; this is mere falsehood. To be or none, or little; though a devil Enter. Servant.
Would have shed water out of fire, ere done't: Ser. My lord the king, the king !
Nor is 't directly laid to thee, the death Leo. What is the business?
50 of the young prince; whose honourable thoughts Ser. O sir, I shall be hated to report it: (Thoughes higli for one so tender) cleft the heart, The prince your son, with mere conceit and fear That could conceive, a gross and foolish sire Of the queen's speed', is gone.
Blemish'd his gracious dam: this is not, no, Leo. How! gone?
Laid to thy ansier:' Put the lat,---0, lords, Ser. Is dead.
155 When I have said,cry woe!--the queen, the queen, Leo. Apollo's angry; and the heavens themselves The sweetest, dearest creature's dead; and vengeDo strike at my injustice.----How now there? Not dropp'd down yet.
[ance fort [Hermione faints. Lord. The higher powers forbid ! [oath, Paul. This news is mortal to the queen:--Look Paul. I say, she's dead; I'll swear it: if word, nor And see what death is doing.
[down, 60 Prevail not, go and see: you can bring Lco. Take her hence:
1 Tincture, or lustre, in her lip, her eye, * Limit is here purt for limb. ?i, e. the lorness of my misery. Meaning, of the event of the queen's trial.
Ileat outwardly, or breath, within I'll serve you P'll follow instantly
[Erit. Than all thy woes can stir: therefore betake thee Ant. Come, poor babe:
[dead To nothing but despair. A thousand knees, 5 I have heard, (but not believ'd) the spirits of the Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting, May walk again: if such thing be, thy inother Upon a barren mountain, and still winter Appear'd to me last night; for ne'er was drean In storm perpetual, could not move the gods So like a waking. To me comes a creature, To look that way thou wert.
Sometimes her head on one side, some another ; Leo. Go on, go on:
101 never saw a vessel of like sorrow, Thou canst not speak too much; I have deserv'd So fill’d, and so becoming: in pure white robes, All tongues to talk their bitterest.
Like very sanctity, she did approach Lord. Say no more;
My cabin where I lay; thrice bow'd before me; Howe'er the basiness goes, you have made fault And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes l' the boldness of your speech.
15 Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon Paul. I am sorry fort;
Did this break from her: “Good Antigonus,All faults I make,when I shall come to know them, "Since fate, against thy better disposition, I do repent: Alas, I have shew'd too much “ Hath made thy person for the thrower-out The rashness 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 past 20" Places remote encugh are in Bohemia, Should be past 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 I have minded you " I prythee, callt: for this ungeatle business, Of what you should forget. Now, good my liege, | Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt see Sir, royal sir, forgive a foolish woman:
25 Thy wife Paulina more:"-and so, with shrieks, The love I bore your queen, --lo, fool again !-- She melted into air. Affrighted much, I'll speak of her no more, nor of your children;
I did in time collect myself; and thought I'll not remeinber you of my own lord,
This was so, and no sluinber. Dreams are toys: Who is lost too: Take your own patience to you,
Yet for this once, yea, superstitiously, And I'll say nothing.
30 I will be squar'd by this. do believe, Leon. Thou didst speak 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 Of 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 thein shall 35 Of its right father.- Blossom, speed thee well! The causes of their death appear, unto
(Laying down the child. Our shame perpetual: Once a day, I'll visit There lie: and there thy character : there these; The chapel where they lie; and tears shed there,
[Laying down a bundle. Shall be my recreation: so long as nature
Which may,iffortune please, both breedthee,pretty, Will bear up with this exercise, so long
40 And still rest :hine.--The storm begins:--Poor I daily vow to use it. Come,
wretch, And lead me to these sorrows. [Ereunt. That, for thy mother's fault, art thus exposid!
To loss, and what may follow !—llep I cannot, SCENE III.
But my heart bleeds; and most accurs d am I, Bohemia. A desert Country near the Sea. 45 To be by oath enjoin'd to this. ---Farewel! [have Enter Antigonus with the Child, und a Mariner. The day frowns more and more; thou art like to
Ant. Thou art perfect' then, our ship bath A lullaby too rough: I never saw The deserts of Bohemia?
(touch'd upon The heavens so dim by day.--A savage clamour! lur. lv, my loral; and fear
Well may I get aboard !--This is the chace; We have kinded in ill time: the skies look grimly,501 am gone for ever. [Erit, pursued by bear. And threaten present blusters. In my conscience,
Enter an old Shepherd. The learens with that we have in hand are angry, Shep. I would, there were no age between ten And frown upon us.
[aboard: and three-and-twenty; or that youth would sleep 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 55 but getting wenches with child, wronging the anI call upon thee.
scientry, stealing, fighting.-Hark you now!, Alur. Make your best haste ; and go not Would any but these buil'd brains of nineteen, and Tou fari' the land: 'ris 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 heep upon 't.
160 the wolf will sooner tind, than the master: if any Anti Go tou away:
where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side, brouzing Perfect here means certain, or well assured, as in many other passages of our Anthor's Plays. Meaning, the writing afterwards discovered with Perdita.
of ivy. Good luck, an't be thy will! what have Clo. Now, now; I have not wink'd since I saw we here? [Taking up the child.] Mercy on's, a these sights: the men are not yet cold under barne! 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 1 5 Shep. Would I had been by, to have help'd the can read waiting-gentlewoman in the scape.
This old nian! has been some stair-work, some trunk-work, some Çlo. I would you had been by the ship-side, to behind-door 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 fiach'd footing.
[ Aside. for pity: yet l'II tarry ili my son come; he hai-110 Shep. Heavy matters! heavy matters ! but look loo'd but even now. Whoa, ho hoa !
thee liere, boy. Now bless thyseif; thou mett'st Enter Clozen.
with things dying, I with things new born. Here's Clo. Hilloa, loa !
a sight for thee; look thee, a bearing-cloth’ for a Shep. What, art so 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 15 boy; open't. So, let's see ;-It was told me, I hither. What ail'st thou, man?
should be rich by the fairies: this is some changeClo. I have seen two such sights, by sea, and by ling':-open't : What's within, boy? land;—but I am not to say, it is a sea, for it is now Cío. You're a mad old man: if the sins of the sky; betwixt the firmament and it, you can- your youth are forgiven you, you're well to live. not thrust a bodkin's point.
201Gold! all gold! Shep. Why, boy, how is it?
Shep. This is fairy gold, hoy, and 'twill prove Cl. I would, you did but see how it chafes, so: up with it, keep it close; home, home, the how it rages, how it takes up the shore ! but that's next way. We are lucky, boy; and to be so still not to the point: Oh, the inost piteous cry of the requires nothing but secrecy. ---Let my sheep go: poor souls! sometimes to see 'em, and not to see 25/-Come, good boy, the next way home. 'em : now the ship boring the moon with her Clo. Go you the next way
your findings; main-mast ; and anon swallow'd with yest and I'll go see if the bear be gone from the gentleman, froth, 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: it there be any of tore out his shoulder-bone; how he cry'd to me.30him left, I'll bury it. for help, and said, his name was Antigonus, a Shep. That's a good deed: if thou may'st disnobleman :-But to make an end of the ship; cern by that which is left of him, what he is, fetch to see how the sea fap-dragon'd it: but, first, me to the sight of him. how the poor souls roar'd, and the sea mock'd Clo. Jarry, will I; and you shall help to put them;-and low the poor gentleman roard, and 35 him i' the ground. "the bear mock'd him, both roaring louder than Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll do good the sea, or weather.
deeds on't. Shep. 'Name of mercy, when was this, boy?
А ст IV.
145|| turn my glass; and give my scene such growing
As you had slept between. Leontes leaving Time. I THAT please some, try all; both joy.
The eflects of his fond jealousies; so grieving, and terror,
That he shuts up himselt; Imagine me, Of good and bad; that make, and unfold error, Gentle spectators, that I now may be Now take upon me, in the name of Time, 50 In fair Bohemia; and remember well, To use my wings. Impute it not a crime, I mentioned a son o' the king's, which Florizel To me, or my swift passage, that I slide
I now name to you ; and with speed so pace O’er sixteen 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 enşuies, To o'ertbrow law, and in one self-born hour 155 I list not prophesy; but let Time's news To plant and o'erwhelm custoin: Let me pass Be known when 'tis brought forth :--a shepherd'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 of Time: Of this allow, Tothe freshest things now reigning; andınake stale60 If you have ever spent tiine worse ere now; The glistering of this present, as my tale
If ever yet, that Time himself doth
say, Now seems to it. Your patience this allowing, He wishes earnestly, you never inay.
(Exit. 'i. e. child. * The mantle or cloth with which a child is usually covered, when carried to church to be baptized. Meaning, some child left behind by the fairies, in place of one which they had stolen. i. e. subject.
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think it not uneasy to get the cause of my son's The Court of Bohemia.
resort thither. Pr’ythee, be my present partner in
this business, and lay aside the thoughts of Sicilia. Enter Polirenes and Camillo.
Cam. I willingly obey your command. Pol. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no more 5 Pol. My best Camillo !--We must disguise our. importunate: 'tis a sickness, denying thee any selves.
[Ercunt. thing; a death, to grant this.
S CE N E II. Cum. It is fifteen years, since I saw my country:
The Country. though I have, for the most part, been aired abroad, I desire to lay my bones there. Besides, 10
Enter Autolycus singing. the penitent king, my master, bath sent for me: When daffodils legin to peer,to whose feeling sorrows I might be some allay, With, heigh! the doxy over the dale,or I o'erween to think so; which is another spur Why, then comes in the sweet o'the year; to my departure.
For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. Pol. As thou lovst me, Camillo, wipe not out 15 The white sheet bleaching on the hedge; the rest of thy services by leaving me now: the need I have of thee, thine own goodness hath
With, hey! the sweet birds, 0, how they sing!made; better not to have had thee, than thus to
Doth set my pugging tooth on edge; want thee: thou, having made me businesses,
For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. which none, without thee, can sufficiently manage, 20 The lark, that tirra-lirra chaunts, must either stay to execute them thyself, or take With, hey! with, hey! the thrush and the jay:away with thee the very services thou hast done: Are summer songs for me and my aunts,* which if I have not enough consider’d, (as too While we lie tumbling in the hay. much I cannot) to be more thankful to thee, shall I have served prince Florizel, and in my time, wore be my study; and my profit therein, the heaping 25 three-pile”; but now am out of service: friendships. Of that fatal country Sicilia, pr’ythee speak no more: whose very nanjing punishes me
But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? with the remembrance of that penitent, as thou
The pale moon shines by night:
And when I wander here and there, call'st him, and reconciled king, my brother; whose loss of his most precious queen, and children, are 30
I then do go most right. even now to be afresh lamented. Say to me, when If tinkers may have leare to live, saw'st thou the prince Florizel my son? Kings
And bear the sou-skin budget; are no less unhappy, their issue not being gra
Then my account I well may give, cious; than they are in losing them, wlien they And in the stocks arouch it. have approved their virtues.
35 My traffick is sheets; when the kite builds, Cam. Sir, it is three days since I saw the prince: look to lesser liven. My father vaned me AutoWhat his happier affairs may be, are to me un- lycus; who being, as l'am, litter'd under Mer known : but I have, missingly', noted, he is of cury, was likewise a snapper-up of unconsider'd late much retired from court; and is less frequent trities: With die, and drab, I purchas'd this ca. to his princely exercises, than formerly he hath 40 parison’; and my revenue is the silly cheat":
Gallows, and knock, are too powerful on the Pol. I have consider'd so much, Camillo; and high-way: beating, and hanging, are terrors to with some care; so far, that I have eyes under my me ; for the life to come, I sleep out the thought service, which look upon his removedness; from of it. A prize! a prize! whom I have this intelligence: That he is seldoin 45
Enter Clown. from the house of a most homely shepherd;a man, Clo. Let me see:-Every 'leven wether-tods”; they say, that from very nothing, and beyond the every tod yields pound and odd shilling: fifteen imagination of his neighbours, is grown into an bundred shorn,---What comes the wool to? unspeakable estate.
Aut. Ifthespringe hold, thecock's mine. [Aside. Cam. I have heard, sir, of such a man, who hatlı) 50 Clo. I cannot do't without counters.---Let me see; a daughter of most rare note: the report of her is what I am to buy for our sheep-shearing feast: Three extended more than can be thought to begin from poundofsugar; fire poundofcurrants; rice---What such a cottage.
will this sister of mine do with rice? But
father Pol. That's likewise part of my intelligence. hath made her mistress of the feast, and she lays it But, I fear the angle’ that plucks our son thither. 55/on. She hath made me four and twenty nose-gays Thou shalt accompany us to the place; where we for the shearers: three-mano
song-men all, and will, not appearing what we are, have some ques: very good ones; but they are most of them means'', tion with the shepherd; from whose simplicity, 1l Jand bases: but one puritan among them, and be
'I. e. occasionally. ? Meaning, the fishing-rod. "The meaning is, the spring, or red blood, reigns over the winter's pale blood. * A cant word for a bawd. Si. e. rich velvet. Meaning, that he was a hawker or vender of sheet ballads, and other publications. Meaning, with gaming and whoring, I brought myself to this reduced dress. · The cant term for picking pockets. A tod is twenty-eight pounds of wool. i. e. singers or catches in three parts. Aleuns are trebles.
was ; Ican
sings psalms to horn-pipes. I must have saffron, to and having flown over many knavish professions, colour the warden-pies': muce
he settled only in a rogue : some call him Autothat's out of my note : nutmegs, seren : a ruce or lycus. two of ginger;—but that I may beg :-four Clo. Out upon him ! Prig, for my life, prig; he pound of prunes, and as many ruisins of the sun. 5 haunts wakes, fairs, and bear-baitings. Aut. Oh, that ever I was born!
Aut. Very true, sir; he, sir, he; that's the (Groveling on the ground. rogue, that put me into this apparel. Clo. l’the name of me,
Clo. Not a more cowardly rogue in all BoheAut. Oh, help me, help me! pluck but off these
mia; if you had but looked big, and spit at him, fags; and then, death, death!
10 he'd have run. Clo. Alack, poor soul; thou hast need of more
Aut. I must confess to you, sir, I am no fighter; rags to lay on thee, rather than have these off. I amn false at heart that way; and that he knew, I Aut. Oh, sir, 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.
15| Aut. Sweet sir, much better than I Clo. Alas, poor man! a million of beating may
stand, and walk : I will even take my leave of come to a great matter.
you, and pace softly towarıls my kinsman's. Aut. I am robb’d, sir, 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 sir: no, sweet sir. things put upon me.
120 Clo. Then fare thee well; I must go to buy Clo. What, by a horse-man, or a foot-man?
spices for our sheep-shearing.
[Erit. Aut. A foot-man, sweet sir, a foot-man.
Aut. Prosper you, sweet sir !Your purse Clo. Indeed, he should be a foot-man, by the
is 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 sheep-shearing too: If I make man's coat, it hath seen very hot service.
Lend 25 not this cheat bring out another, and the shearers ine thy hand, I'll help thee; come, lend me thy
prove sheep, let ine be unrolld, and my name hand,
put into the book of virtues !
[Helping him up. Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, Aut. Oh! good sir : tenderly, oh!
And merrily hento the stile-a: Clo. Alas, poor soul.
A merry heart goes all the day, Aut. O good sir, sotily, good sir : I fear, sir, my
Your sad tires in a mile-a. (Erit. shoulder-blade is out. Clo. How now? canst stand ?
S CE N E III. Aut. Softly, dear sir ; [Picks his pocket] good 35
A Shepherd's Cot. sir, softly: you ha' done me a charitable office. Clo. Dost lack any money? I have a little mo
Enter Floricel and Perdita.
Flo. These your unusual weeds to each part of Aut. No,good sweet sir, no, I beseech you, sir : Do give a life; no shepherdess; but Flora, [you I have a kinsman pot past three quarters of a mile 40 Peering in April's front. This your sheep-shearing hence, unto whom I was going; I shall there have Is a meeting of the petty gods, money, or any thing I want: Offer ine no money, And you the queen on't. I pray you : that kills
Per. Sir, my gracious lord, Clo. What manner of fellow was he that robb’d To chide at your extremes, it not becomes me; you?
45 Oh, pardon, that I name them : your high self, Aut. A fellow, sir, that I have known to go The gracious mark o' the land', you have
obscurd about with trol-my-dames?: I knew hiin once a With a swain's wearing; and me, poorlowly maid, servant of the prince ; I cannot tell, good sir, for Most goddess-like prank'dup : But that our feasts which of his virtues it was, but he was certainly In every mess have folly, and the feeders whipped out of the court.
50 Digest it with a custom, I should blush Clo. His vices, you would say ; there's novirtue To see you so attired; sworn, I think, whipp'd out of the court: they cherish it, to make To shew myself a glass '. it stay there: and yet it will no more but abide'. Flo. I bless the time,
Aut. Vices, I would say, sir. I know this man When my good falcon made her flight across well: he hath been since an ape-bearer ; then a 55 Thy father's ground. process-server, a bailitt'; then he compass'd a mo- Per. Now Jove aiford you cause! tion of the prodigal son, and married a tinker's To me, the difference forgesdread; your greatness wife within a mile where my land and living lies;t Hath not been us’d to fear. Even now I' tremble
'That is, pies made of wardens, a species of large pears. ? Trou-madame, French. The game of nine-holes. 3 That is, reside but for a time. * That is, the puppet-show, then called motions. This term frequently occurs in our author. Begging gypsies, in the time of our author, were in gangs and companies, that had something of the shew of an incorporated body. From this noble society he wishes he may be unrolled if he does not so and so. That is, take hold of it. The object of all men's notice and expectation. • To prank is to dress with ostentation. 'i. e. One would think that in putting on this habit of a shepherd, you bad sworn to put me ont of countenance; for in this, as in a glass, you shew how much below yourself you must descend before you can get upon a level with me,
ney for thee.