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And first-fruits of my body, from his presence,

Leon. Take ber hence; I am barr'd, like one infectious: my third comfort, Her heart is but o'ercharged; she will recover, Starr'd most unluckily, is from my breast, I have too much believ'd mine own suspicion : The innocent milk in its most innocent mouth, 'Beseech you, tenderly apply to her Haled out to murder: myself on every post Some remedies for life. — Apollo, pardon Proclair'd a strumpet; with immodest batred

[ereunt Paulina and Ladies, with Herm The child-bed privilege denied, which 'longs My great profaneness 'gainst thine oracle ! To women of all fashion :-lastly, hurried I'll reconcile me to Polixenes ; Here to this place, i'the open air, before

New woo my queen ; recall the good Camillo; I have got strength of limit. Now, my liege, Whom I proclaim a man of truth, of mercy: Tell me what blessings I have here alive, For, being transported by my jealousies That I should fear to die? Therefore, proceed. To bloody thoughts and to revenge, I chose But yet hear this; mistake me not:--No! life, Camillo for the minister, to poison I prize it not a straw:—but for mine honour, My friend Polixenes; which had been done, (Which I would free,) if I shall be condemn'd But that the good mind of Camillo tardied Upon surmises; all proofs sleeping else,

Myswift command, though I with death, and with But what your jealousies awake; I tell you, Reward, did threaten and encourage him, 'Tis rigour, and not law.-Your honours all, Not doing it, and being done; he, most humane, I do refer me to the oracle ;

And fill'd with honour, to my kingly guest Apollo be my judge.

Unclasp'd my practice ; quit his fortunes here, 1 Lord. This your request

Which you kuew great; and to the certain hazard Is altogether just : therefore, bring forth,

Of all uncertainties himself commended, And in Apollo's name, his oracle.

No richer than his honour :-How he glisters (exeunt certain Officers. Thorough my rust! and how his piety Her. The emperor of Russia was my father : Does my deeds make the blacker! O, that he were alive, and here beholding

Re-enter Paulina. His daughter's trial! that he did but see

Paul Woe the while! The flatness of my misery; yet with eyes

0, cut my lace; lest iny heart, cracking it, Of pity, not revenge !

Break too!
Re-enter Officers, with Cleomenes and Dion. 1 Lord. What fit is this, good lady?

Offi. You here shall swear upon this sword of Paul. What studied torments, tyrant, bast for That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have (justice,

(boiling? Been both at Delphos : and from thence have What wheels? racks? fires? What Haying, brought

In leads, or oils ? what old or newer torture
This seal'd-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd Must I receive; whose every word deserves
Of great Apollo's priest; and that, since then, To taste of thy most worst? Thy tyranny
You have not dar'd to break the holy seal, Together working with thy jealousies,
Nor read the secrets in't.

Fancies too weak for boys, too green and idle Cleo.:8 Dion. All this we swear.

For girls of nine!-0, think, what they have done, Leon. Break up the seals, and read.

And then run mad, indeed ; stark mad ! for all Offi. (reads.] Hermione is chaste, Polixenes Thy by-gone fooleries were but spices of it. blameless, Camillo a true subject, Leontes a jealous That thou betray'dst Polixenes, 'twas nothing; tyrant, his innocent babe truly begotten; and the That did but show thee, of a fuol, inconstant, kiny shall live without an heir, if that, which is lost, And damnable ungrateful: nor was't much, be not found.

Thou would'st have poison'd good Camillo's Lords. Now, blessed be the great Apollo !

honour, Her. Praised !

To bave him kill a king ; poor trespasses, Lcon. Hast thou read truth!

More monstrous standing by: whereof I reckon Offi. Ay, my lord; even so

The casting forth to crows thy baby daughter, As it is here set down.

To be or none, or little; though a devil Leon. There is no truth at all i'the oracle : Would have shed water out of fire, ere don't: The sessions shall proceed; this is mere falsehood. Nor is't directly laid to thee, the death Enter a Servant, hastily

Of the young prince; whose honourable thoughts Serv. My lord the king, the king !

(Thoughts high for one so tender,) cleft the heart, Leon. What is the business ?

That could conceive, a gross and foolish sire Serv. O sir, I shall be bated to report it: Blemish'd his gracious dam: this is not, no, The prince your son, with mere conceit and fear Laid to thy answer': But the last,—0, lords, Of the queeu's speed, is gone.

When I have said, cry, woe !—the queen, tho Leon. How ! gone?

queen, Serv. Is dead.

(selves The sweetest, dearest, creature's dead; and venLeon. Apollo's angry; and the heavens themDo strike at my injustice. (Hermione faints.] Not dropp'd down yet. How now there?

1 Lord. The higber powers forbid ! Paul. This news is mortal to the queen :-- Paul. I say, she's dead; I'll swear't: if word, Look down,

nor oath, And sce what death is doing.

Prevail not, go and see: if you can briug,

geance fort

ee'n,-10, fool again!

Tincture, or lustre, in her lip, her eye,

Ant. Come, poor babe :

(alead Heat outwardly, or breath within, I'll serve you I have heard, (but not believ'd,) the spirits of tho As I would do the gods. "But, O thou tyrant! May walk again': if such thing be, thy mother Do not repent these things ; for they are beavier Appear'd to me last night; for ne'er was dream Than all thy woes can stir ; therefore betake thee So like a waking. To me comes a creature, To nothing but despair. A thousand knees Sometimes her head on one side, some another; Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting, I never saw a vessel of like sorrow, Upon a barren mountain, and still winter So fill'd, and so becoming: in pure white rohes, In storm perpetual, could not move the gods Like very sanctity, she did approach To look that way thou wert.

My cabin, where I lay: thrice bow'd before me; Leon. Go on, go on :

And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes Thou canst not speak too much ; I have deserv'd Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon All tongues to talk their bitterest.

Did this break from her : Good Antigonus, 1 Lord. Say no more ;

Since fate, against thy better disposition, Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault Hath made thy person for the thrower-out I'the boldness of your speech.

Of my poor babe, according to thine oath, Paul. I am sorry for't;

[them, Pluces remote enough are in Bohemia, Al faulus I make, when I shall come to know There weep, and leave it crying; and, for the babe

do repent : alas, I have show'd too much Is counted lost for ever, Perdita, The rashness of a woman : he is touch'd

I prythee, call't: for this ungentle business, To the noble heart.— What's gone, and what's Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt see past help,

Thy wife Paulina more:—and so, with shrieks, Should be past grief: do not receive affliction She melted into air. Affrighted much, At my petition, I beseech you ; rather

I did in time collect myself; and thought Let me be punish'd, that have minded you This was so, and no slumber. Dreams are toys: Of what you should forget. Now, good my liege, Yet, for this ouce, yea, superstitiously, Sir, royal sir, forgive a foolish woman :

I will be squar'd by this. I do believe, The love I bore your queen,

Hermione bath suffer'd death; and that
I'll speak of her no more, por of your children; A.pollo would, this being indeed the issue
I'll not remember you

own lurd,

Of king Polixenes, it should here be laid,
Who is lost too: take your patience to you, Either for life, or death, upon the earth
And I'll say nothing.

Of its right father.— Blossom, speed thee well! Leon. Thou didst speak but well, [better

[laying down the Child. When most the truth ; which I receive much There lie; and there thy character: there tbese; Than to be pitied of thee. Prythee, bring me

[laying down a bundle. To the dead bodies of my queen, and son: Which may, if fortune please both breed thee, One grave shall be for both ; upon them shall

pretty, The causes of their death appear, unto

And still rest thine.-The storm begins :-Poor Our shame perpetual: Once a day I'll visit

wretch, The chapel where they lie; and tears, shed there, That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos'd Shall be my recreation : So long as

To loss, and what may follow --Weep I cannot, Nature will bear up with this exercise,

But my heart bleeds : and most accurs'd am I, So long I daily vow to use it. Come,

To be by oath enjoin'd to this. Farewell ! And lead me to these sorrows.

[ereunt. The day frowns more and more; thou art like to

A lullaby too rough: I never saw [have

The beavens so dim by day. A savage clamour ? Enter Antigonus, with the Child; and a Mariner. Well may I get aboard - This is the cbace ; Ant. Thou art perfect then, our ship hath | I am gone for ever. [exit, pursued by a bear. touch'd upon

Enter an Old Shepherd. The deserts of Bohemia ?

Shep. I would, there were no age between ten Mar. Ay, my lord; and fear,

and three and twenty; or that youth would sleep We have lauded in ill times; the skies look grimly, out the rest; for there is nothing in the between And threaten present blusters. In my conscience, but getting wenches with child, wronging the The heavens with that we have in hand are angry, ancientry, stealing, fighting.– Hark you now!And frown upon us.

[aboard; Would

any but these boiled brains of nineteen, Ant. Their sacred wills be done !-Go, get and two and twenty, hunt this weather? They Look to thy bark; I'll not be long before have scar'd away two of my best sheep; which, I I call upon thee.

fear, the wolf will sooner find, than the master : Mar. Make your best baste; and go not if any where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side, Too far i'the land ; 'tis like to be loud weather; browzing on ivy. Good luck, an't be thy will! Besides, this place is famous for the creatures what have we here? (taking up the Child. ] Mercy Of prey that keep upon't.

on's, a barne ; a very pretty barne! A boy, or & Ant. Go thou away:

child, I wonder? A pretty one; a very pretty I'll follow instantly.

one: Sure, some scape; thougb I am not bookish, Mu;. I am glad at heart

yet I can read waiting-gentlo-woman in the scripc. To be su rid of the business.

(erit. | This has been some stair-work, some trunk-worko







some behind-door-work: they were warmer that Shep. Would I had been by, to have helped got this, than the poor thing is here. I'll take the old man! it up for pity: yet I'll tarry till my, son come; Clo. I would you had been by the ship siile, he hollaed but even now. Whoa, ho hoa ! to have helped her; there your charity would Enter Clown. have lacked footing.

[aside. Clo. Hilloa, loa !

Shep. Heavy matters ! heavy matters! but Shep. What, art so near? If thou'lt see a thing look thee here, boy. Now bless thyself! thou to talk on when thou art dead and rotten, come met'st with things dying, I with things new-born. hitber. What ailest thou, man?

Here's a sight for thee; look thee, a bearing. Clo. I have seen two such sights, by sea, and cloth for a squire's child! Look thee here ! take by land :--but I am not to say, it is a sea, for it up, take up, boy; open't. So, let's see; it was is now the sky; betwixt the firmament and it, told me, I should be rich by the fairies; this is you cannot thrust a bodkin's point,

some changeling :-open't: What's within, boy? Shep. Why, boy, how is it?

Clo. You're a made old man: if the sins of Clo. I would, you did but see how it chafes, your youth are forgiven you, you're well to how it rages, how it takes up the shore ! but live. Gold! all gold ! that's not to the point: O, the most piteous cry Shep. This is fairy guld, boy, and 'twill provo of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em, and not so: up with it, keep it close; home, home, the to see 'em : now the ship boring the moon with next way. We are lucky, boy; and to be so her main-mast; and anon swallowed with yest still, requires nothing but secrecy. Let my sheep and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead. go: Come, good boy, the next way home. And then for the land service,—To see how the Clo. Go you the next way with your findings; bear tore out his shoulder-bone; how he cried to I'll go see if the bear be gone from the gentleman, me for help, and said, his name was Antigonus, and how much he hath eaten: they aro never a nobleman :- -But to make an end of the ship:- curst, but when they are hungry: if there be any to see how the sea flap-dragoned it:- but, first, of bim left, I'll bury it. how the poor souls roared, and the sea mocked Shep. That's a good deed : If thou may'st dis. them; and how the poor gentleman roared, cern by that which is left of him, what he is, and the bear mocked him, both roaring louder fetch me to the sight of him. iski irybuto than the sea, or weather.

Clo. Marry, will I; and you shall help to put Shep. 'Name of mercy, when was this, boy? him i'the ground.

Clo. Now, now; I have not winked since I Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll do saw these sights: the men are not yet cold under good deeds on't. water, nor the bear balf dined on the gentleman;

3 [exeunt. he's at it now.

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Enter Time, as Chorus.

Equal with wond'ring: What of her ensues, Time. I,—that please some, try all; both joy, I list not prophecy; but let Time's pews and terror,

Beknown, when 'tis brought forth :- a shepherd's Of good and bad ; that make, and unfold error;

daughter, Now take upon me, in the name of Time, And what to her adherés, which follows after, To use my wings. Impute it not a

Is the argument of time: Of this allow, To me, ur my swift passage, tbat I slide * If ever you have spent time worse ere now; O'er sixteen years, and leave the growth untried If never yet, that Time himself doth say, Of that wide gap; since it is in my power

He wishes carnestly, you never may. [exit. To o'erthrow law, and in one self-born hour SCENE I. THE SAME. AT THE PALACE OF POLIXENES. To plant and o'erwhelm custom :

Let me pass

Enter Pólirenes and Camillo. The same I am, ere ancient's order was,

Pol. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no more imOr what is now receiv'd: I witness to

portunate; 'tis a sickness, denying thee any tbing; The times that brought them in ; 80 shall I do a death, to grant this. To the freshest things now reigning; and make

Cam. It is tifteen years, since I saw my counstale

try: though I have, for the most part, been aired The glistering of this present, as my tale abroad, I dosire to lay my bones there. Besides, Now seems to it. Your patience this allowiug, the penitent king, my master, bath sent for me. I turn my glass; and give my scene such grow- to whose feeling sorrows I might be some allay, ing,

or I o'erween to think 80; which is another spur As you had slept between. Leontes leaving

to my departure. The effects of his fond jealousies ; so grieving, Pol. As thou lov'st me, Camillo, wipe not out That he shuts up himself; innagine me,

the rest of thy services, by leaving me vow: the Gentle spectators, that I now may be

need I have of thee, thine own goodness hath In fair Boheinia ; and remember well,

made; better not to bave had thee, than thus to I mention'd a son o'the king's, which Florizel want thee : thou, having made me businesses, I now nam: to you ; and with speed so pace which mone, without thee, can sufficiently njana c, To speak of Perdita, , now grown in grace must either stay to extcute them thyself, or tako


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away with thee the very services thou hast done: My traffic is sheets; when the kite builds, looks which if I have not enough considered, (as too to lesser linen. My father named me, Autolycus; much I cannot,) to be more thankful to thee, who, being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was shall be my study; and my profit therein, the likewise a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles: heaping friendships. Of that fatal country Sicilia, With die, and drab, I purchased this aparison ; pr’ythec speak no more : whose very naming and my revenue is the silly cheat: Gallows, and punishes me with the reinembrance of that peni- | knock, are too powerful on the highway: beating, tent, as thou call'st him, and reconciled king, my and hanging, are terrors to me; for the life to Urother ; whose loss of his most precious queen, come, I sleep out the thought of it.- A prize! : and children, are even now to be afresh lamented. prize! Say to me, when saw'st thou the prince Florizel,

Enter Clown. my son? Kings are no less unhappy, their issue Clo. Let me see :-- Every 'leven wether-tods; not being gracious, than they are in losing them, every tod yields-pound and odd shilling: fifteen when they have approved their virtues.

bundred shorn,- What comes the wool to ? Cam. Sir, it is three days since I saw the Aut. If the springe hold, the cock's mine. (aside. prince: What bis happier affairs may be, are to Clo. I cannot do't without counters.—Let me me unknown: but I have, missingly, noted, he sec; what am I to buy for our sheep-shearing is of late much retired from court, and is less feast? Three pound of sugar; five pound of curfrequent to his princely exercises, than formerly rants; rice,- What will this sister of mine do he hath appeared.

with rice? But my father hath made her misPol. I have considered so much, Camillo : and tress of the feast, and she lays it on. She hath with some care; so far, that I have eyes under made me four-and-twenty nosegays for the shearmy service, which look upon his reinovedness : ers: three-man song-men all, and very good unes; froin whom I have this intelligence: That he is but they are most of them means and bases : but seldom from the house of a most bomely shepherd; one Puritan amongst them, and he sings psalms a man, they say, that from very nothing, and be. to horn-pipes. I must have saffron, to colour the yond the imagination of his neighbours, is grown warden pies; mace,-dates,-none; that's out of into an unspeakable estate.

my note: nutmegs, seven ; a race, or two, of ginger; Cam. I have heard, sir, of such a man, who but that I may beg ;-four pound of prunes, and hath a daughter of most rare note: the report of as many of raisins o'the sun. her is extended more, than can be thought to be- Aut. O, that ever I was boru! gin from such a cottage.

[lying on the ground. Pol. That's likewise part of my intelligence.

Clo. I'the name of me, But, I fear the angle that plucks our son hither. Aut. O, help me, help me! pluck but off these Thou shalt accompany us to the place: where we rays; and then, death, death! will, not appearing what we are, have some Clo. Alack, poor soul! thou hast need of more question with the shepherd; from whose sim- rags to lay on thee, rather than have these off. plicity, I think it not uneasy to get the cause of Aut. O, sir, the loathsomeness of them offends my son's resort thither. Prythee, be my pre- me more than the stripes I bave received, which sent partner in this business, and lay aside the are mighty ones, and millions. thoughts of Sicilia.

Clo. Alas, poor man! a million of beating may Cam. I willingly obey your command.

come to a great matter. Pol. My best Camillo ! - We must disguise Aut. I am robb’d, sir, and beaten; my money ourselves.

(ereunt. and apparel ta'en from me, and these detestable ROAD NEAR THE SHEPHERD'S COT- things put upon me.

Clo. What, by a horse-man, or a foot-man? Enter Autolycus, singing.

Aut. A foot-man, sweet sir, a foot-man.

Clo. Indeed, he should be a foot-man, by the When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! tbe doxy over the dale,

garments he hath left with thee; if this bc a Why, then comes in the sweet o'the year ;

horse-man's coat, it hath scen very hot service. For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale.

Lend ine thy haud, I'll help thee: come, lend me. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With hey! the sweet birds, O, how they sing!

thy hand.

(helps him up.. Doth set my pugging tooth on edge;

Aut. O! good sir, tenderly, oh! For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.

Clo. Alas, poor soul. The lark, that tirra.lirra chants,

Aut. O, goud sir, suftly, good sir; I fear, sir, With, hey! with, hey! the thrush and the jay:Are summer songs for me and my aunts,

my shoulder-blade is out. While we lie tumbling in the hay.

Clo. How now ? canst stand? I have served prince Florizel, and, in my time, sir, sofily: you ha' done me a charitable office.

Aut. Softly, dear sir; (picks his pocket.] good wore three-pile; but now I am out of scrvice :

Clo. Dost lack any money? I have a little. But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? The pale moon shines by night :

money for thee. And when I wander here and there,

Aut. No, good sweet sir; no, I beseech you, I then do most go right

sir: I have a kinsman not past three quarters of Ir tinkers may have leave to live,

a mile hence, unto whom I was going ; I shall and bear the sow-skin budget ; Then my account I well may give

there have money, or any thing I want: Ofer And in the stocks avouch it

me no money, pray you; that kills my heart




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my life.

Clo. What manner of fellow was he that When my good falcon made ber Aight across robbed you?

Thy father's ground. Aut. A fellow, sir, that I have known to


Per. Now Jove afford you cause ! about with trol-my-dames: I knew him once a To me, the difference forges dread; your grot servant of the prince; I cannot tell, good sir, for which of his virtues it was, but he was certainly Hath not been us’d to fear. Even now I tremblo whipped out of the court.

To think, your father, by some accident, Clo. His vices, you would say; there's no Should pass this way, as you did : 0, the fates ! virtue whipped out of court: they cherish it, to How would he look, to see his work so noble, make it stay there; and yet it will no more but Vilely bound up? What would he say? Or how abide.

Should I, in these my borrow'd flaunts, brbold Aut. Vices I would say, sir, I know this man The sternness of his presence ? well: he hath been since an ape-bearer; than a Flo. Apprehend process-server, a bailiff; then he compassed a Nothing but jollity. The gods themselves, motion of the prodigal son, and married a tinker's Humbling their deities to love, have taken wife within a mile where my land and living The shapes of beasts upon them: Jupiter lies; and, having flown over many knavish pro- Became a bull, and bellow'd; the green Neptune fessions, he settled only in rogue: some call him A ram, and bleated ; and the fire-rob'd god, Autolycus.

Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain, Clo. Out upon him! Prig, for my life, prig: As I seem now: Their transformations he haunts wakes, fairs, and bear-baitings.

Were never for a piece of beauty rarer; Aut. Very true, sir; he, sir, he; that's the Nor in a way so chaste: since my desires rogue that put me into this apparel.

Run not before mine honour ; nor my lasts Clo. Not a more cowardly rogue in all Bohe- Burn hotter than my faith. mia; if you had but looked big, and spit at him, Per. O but, dear sir, he'd have run.

Your resolution cannot hold, when 'tis Aut. I must confess to you, sir, I am no fight- Oppos'd, as it must be, by the power o'the king: er: I am false of heart that way; and that he One of these two must be necessities, knew, I warrant him.

Which then will speak; that you must change Clo. How do you now?

Aut. Sweet'sir, much better than I was; I Or I can stand, and walk : I will even take my leave Flo. Thou dearest Perdita, of you, and pace softly towards my kinsman's. With these forc'd thoughts, I pr'ythee, darken nos Clo. Shall I bring thee on the way?

The mirth o'the feast: or I'll be thine, my tair, Aut. No, good-faced sir; no, sweet sir.

Or not my father's : for I cannot be Clo. Then fare thee well; I must go buy spices Mine own, nor any thing to any, if Tor our sheep-shearing.

I be not thine: To this I am most constant, Aut. Prosper you, sweet sir !-(erit Clown.] Though destiny say, no.


merry, gentle; Pour purse is not hot enough to purchase your Strangle such thoughts as these, with any thing. spice. I'll be with you at your sheep-shearing That you hehold the while. Your guests aro too: If I make not this cheat bring out another, coming : and the shearers prove sheep, let me be unrolled, Lift up your countenance; as it were the day and my name put in the book of virtue!

Of celebration of that nuptial, which
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,

We two have sworn shall come.
And merrily hent the stile-a :

Per. O lady fortune,
A merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad tires in a mile-a,


Stand you auspicious ! SCENE III. THE SAME. A SHEPHERD'S COTTAGE. Enter Shepherd, with Polirenes and Carillo, Enter Florizel and Perdita.

disguised; Clown, Mopsa, Dorcas, and others. Flo. These your unusual weeds to each part of Flo. See, your guests approach : you

Address yourself to entertain them sprightly, Do give a life: no shepherdess ; but Flora, And let's be red with mirtb. Peering in April's front. This your sheer- Shep. Fie, daughter? when my old wife livide shearing

upon Is as a meeting of the petty gods,

This day, she was both pantler, butler, cook; the queen on't.

Both dame and servant: welcom'd all; serv'd all Per. Sir, my gracious lord,

Would sing her song, and dance her turn: nov To chide at your extreines, it not becomes me;

here, O, pardon, that I name them :. your high self, At upper end o'the table, now, i'the middle , The gracious mark o'the land, you have obscur'l On his shoulder, and his: her face o'fire With a stain's wearing; and me, poor lowly maid, With labour; and the thing she took to quench it Most goddess-like prank'd up : But that our feasts She would to each one sip: you are retir'd, In every mess have folly, and the feeders

As if you were a leasted one, and not

2 Digest it with a custom, I should blush

The hostess of the meeting : pray you, bid 'To see you so attired ; sworn I think,

These unknown friends to us welcome: for it is To show myselt a glass.

A way to make us better friends, more known. Plo. I bless the time,

Come, quench your blushes; and present yourself

And you

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