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What will this sister of mine do with rice? | wife within a mile where my land and living Iles ; But my father hath made her mistress of the feast, and, having flown over many knavish professions, and she lays it on. She hath made me four-and-he settled only in rogue: some call him Autolycus. twenty nosegays for the shearers : three-man song- Clo. Out upon hiin! Prig, for my life, prig: he men all, and very good ones; but they are most haunts wakes, fairs, and bear-batings. of them means and bases: but one Puritan Aut. Very true, sir, he sir, he; that's the rogue, amongst them, and he sings psalms to hornpipes. that put me into this apparel. I must have saffron, to colour the warden pies ;) Clo. Not a more cowardly rogue in all Bohemia ; mace, dales,-none; that's out of my note : nul- if you had but looked big, and spit at him, he'd mega, seven; a race, or two, of ginger ; but that I have run. may beg; --four pound of prunes, and as many of Au. I must confess to you, sir, I am no fighter: raisins o' the sun.
I am false of heart that way; and that he knew, I Aul. O, that ever I was born!
warrant him. (Grovelling on the ground. Clo. How do you now? Clo. I the name of me,
Aut. Sweet sir, much better than I was; I can Aul. O, help me, help me! pluck but off these stand, and walk : I will even take my leave of you, rags; and then, death, death!
and pace softly towards my kinsman's. Clo. Alack, poor soul! thou hast need of more Clo. Shall I bring thee on the way? rags to lay on thee, rather than have these off. Aut. No, good-faced sir : no, sweet sir.
Aut. Ő sir, the loathsomeness of them offends Clo. Then fare thee well; I must go buy spices me more than the stripes I have received ; which for our sheep-shearing. are mighty ones and millions.
Aut. Prosper you, sweet sir!-(Erit Clown.) Clo. Alas, poor man! a million of beating may Your purse is not hot enough to purchase your come to a great matter.
spice. I'll be with you at your sheep-shearing too : Aul. I am robbed, sir, and beaten ; my money If I make not this cheat bring out another, and the and apparel ta'en from me, and these detestable shearers prove sheep, let me be unrolled, and my things put upon me.
name put in the book of virtue! Clo. What, by a horse-man, or a foot-man?
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way, Aut. A foot-man, sweet sir, a foot-man.
And merrily hentio the stile-a : Clo. Indeed, he should be a footman, by the gar
A merry heart goes all the day, ments he hath left with thee; if this be a horse
Your sad tires in a mile-a. man's coat, it hath seen very hot service.
SCENE III. The same. A Shepherd's Cottage. me thy hand, I'll help thee: come, lend me thy
Enter FLORIZEL and PERDITA, hand.
[Helping him up. Aut. O! good sir, tenderly, oh!
Flo. These your unusual weeds to each part of Clo. Alas, poor soul!
you Aut. O, good sir, softly, good sir : I fear, sir, my Do give a life: no shepherdess, but Flora, shoulder-blade is out.
Peering in April's front. This your sheep-shearing
Is as a meeting of the petty gods,
the sir, softly: you ha' done me a charitable office. Per.
Sir, my gracious lord, Clo. Dostlack any money? I have a little money To chide at your extremes," it not becomes me; for thee.
0, pardon, that I name them: your high self, Aut. No, good sweet sir; no, I beseech you, sir ; The gracious mark12 o'the land, you have obscur'd I have a kinsman not past three quarters of a mile with a swain's wearing; and me, poor lowly maid, hence, unto whom I was going ; I shall there have Most goddesslike prank'd up; But that our feasts money, or any thing I want : Offer me no money, I In every mess have folly, and the feeders pray you ; that kills my heart,
Digest it with a custom, I should blush
To show myself a glass,"
I bless the time, about with trol-my dames :' I knew him once a When my good falcon made her flight across servant of the prince ; I cannot tell, good sir, for Thy father's ground. which of his virtues it was, but he was certainly Per.
Now Jove afford you cause ! whipped out of the court.
To me, the difference!4 forges dread; your greatCl. His vices, you would say; there's no virtue whipped out of the court : they cherish it, to make Hath not been used to fear. Even now I tremble it stay there ; and yet it will no more but abide. To think, your father, by some accident,
Auú. Vices I would say, sir. I know this man Should pass this way, as you did : 0, the fates! well: he hath been since an ape-bearer; then a How would he look, to see his work, so noble, process-server, a bailiff; then he compassed a mo- Vilely bound up ?1s What would he say? Or how tion of the prodigal son, and married a tinker's Should I, in these my horrow'd flaunts, behald
The sternness of his presence ?
10 To hent the stile is to take the stile. It comes 3 Wardens are a large sort of pear, called in French from the Saxon hentan. Poires de Garde, because, being a late hard pear, they 11 i. e. the extravagance of his conduct in disguising may be kept very long. It is said that their name is de himself in shepherd's clothes, while he pranked her rived from the Anglo Saxon wearden, to preserve. up most goddesslike. They are now called baking-pears, and are generally *12 The gracious mark of the land is the object of all coloured with cochineal instead of saffron, as of old. men's notice and expectation.
Dame Quickly, speaking of Falstaff, says :—the 13 · To show myself a glass. She probably means, king hath killed his heart,
that the prince, by the rustio habit he wears, seems as 5' Trol-my dames. The old English title of this if he had sworn to show her as in a glass how she ought same was pigeon-holes; as the arches in the board to be dressed, instead of being so goddesslike prank'd through which the balls are to be rolled resemble the up. And were it not for the licence and folly which cavities made for pigeons in a dove-house.
custom had made familiar at such feasts, as that or 6. Abide,' only sojourn, or dwell for a time. sheep-shearing, when mimetic sports were allowable, 7.
He compassed a motion,' &c. ; he obtained a pup- she should blush to see him so attired. pet-show, &c.
14 Meaning the difference between his rank and 8 Priy, another cant phrase for the order of thieves. hera. Harman in his Caveat for Cursetor, 1573, calls a horse- 15 · Vilely bound up.' This was a metaphor na. stealer 'a prigger of prancers; for to prigge in their tural enough to a writer, though not exactly suitable in language is to steale.
the mouth of Perdita.' Shakspeare has repeated it D'i.e dismissed from the society of rogues.
more than once in Romeo and Juliet.
Apprehend Seeming, and savour, * all the winter long :
Shepherdess, Became a bull, and bellow'd; the green Neptune (A fair one are you,) well you fit our ages A ram, and bleated; and the fire-rob'd god, With flowers of winter. Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain,
Sir, the year growing ancient, As I seem now: Their transformations
Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth Were never for a piece of beauty rarer;
Oftrembling winter,-the fairest flowers o'the season Nor in a way so chaste: since my desires
Are our carnations, and streak'd gilliflowers, Run not before mine honour ; nor my lusts Which some call nature's bastards : of that kind Burn hotter than my faith.
Our rustic garden's barren; and I care not Per.
O but, dear? sir, To get slips of them. Your rosolution cannot hold, when 'tis
Wherefore, gentle maiden, Oppos'd, as it must be, by the power o' the king: Do you neglect them? One of these two must be necessities,
For I have heard it said, Which then will speak; that you must change this There is an art, which, in their piedness, shares purpose,
With great creating nature. Or I my life.
Say, there be; Flo. Thou dearest Perdita,
Yet nature is made better by no mean, With these forc'd' thoughts, I pr’ythee, darken not But nature makes that mean: so, o'er that art, The mirth o' the feast : Or I'll be thine, my fair, Which, you say, adds to nature, is an art Or not my father's : for I cannot be
That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry Mine own, nor anything to any, if
A gentler scion to the wildest stock; I be not thine : to this I am most constant,
And make conceive a bark of baser kind Though destiny say, no. Be merry, gentle ; By bud of nobler race ; This is an art Strangle such ihoughts as these, with any thing Which does mend nature,-change it rather: but That behold the while. Your guests are coming : | The art itself is nature. Lift up your countenance; as it were the day
So it is. Of celebration of that nuptial, which
Pol. Then make your garden rich in gilliflowers,' We two have sworn shall come.
And do not call them bastards.
I'll not pu
The dibble in earth to set one slip of them: Enter Shepherd, with Polixenes and CAMILLO, No more than, were I painted, I would wish
disguised; Clown, MopsA, DORcas, and others. This youth should say, 'twere well : and only there Flo. See, your guests approach:
fore Address yourself to entertain them sprightly,
Desire to breed by me.--Here's flowers for you; And let's be red with mirth,
Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram; Shep. Fye, daughter ! when my old wife liv'd, upon The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, This day, she was both pantler, butler, cook ;
And with him rises weeping; these are flowers Both dame and servant: welcom'd all: serv'd all: of middle summer, and, I think, they are given Would sing her song, and dance her turn : now here, To men of middle age : You are very welcome. At upper end o' the table, now i' the middle ;
Cam. I should leave grazing, were I of your flock, On his shoulder, and his, her face o' fire
And only live by gazing. With labour; and the thing she took to quench it,
Out, alas ! She would to each one sip : You are retired,
You'd be so lean, that blasts of January As if you were a feasted one, and not
Would blow you through and througho-Now, my The hostess of the meeting : Pray you,
fairest friend, These unknown friends to us welcome : for it is I would, I had some flowers o' the spring, that might A way to make us better friends, more known. Become your time of day; and yours; and yours; Come, quench your blushes ; and present yourself That wear upon your virgin branches yet That which you are, mistress o the feast : Come on, For the Howers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fa! And bid us welcome to your sheep-shearing, As your good flock shall prosper.
From Dis's' waggon! daffodils, Per
Welcome, sir! [To Pol. That come before the swallow dares, and take It is my father's will I should take on me
The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim, The hostesship o' the day :-You're welcome, sir! But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes,
[T. CAMILLO. Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, Give me those flowers there, Dorcas.-Reverend That dio unwarried," ere they can behold
sirs. For you there's rosemary, and rue; these keep She connects the gardener's art of varying the colours
of these flowers with the art of painting the face, a fai This speech is almost literally taken from the shion very prevalent in Shakspeare's time. This is novel.
Mr. Douce's very ingenious solution of this riddle, 2 Dear is wanting in the oldest copy.
which had embarrassed Mr. Steevens. 3 i. e. far-fetched, not arising from present objects.
8 “Some caili sponsus solis, the spowse of the sunne, 4. i. e. appearance and smell. Rue, being used in ex. because it sleeps and is awakened with him.—Lupten's orcisms, was called herb of grace, and rosemary was Noluble Things, book vi. supposed to strengthen the memory, it is prescribed for 9 See Ovid's Metam. b. v.that purpose in the ancient herbals. Ophelia distributes
- ut summa veslem laxavit ab orr the same plants with the samne attributes.
Collecti flores tunicis cecidere remissis ;' 5 For again in the sense of cande.
or the whole passage as translated by Golding, and given 6 Surely there is no reference here to the impractica. in the Varioruin Shakspeare. ble pretence of producing flowers by art to rival those 10 Johuson had not sufficient imagination to compreof nature, as Sieevens supposed. The allusion is to hend this exquisite passage, he thought that the poet had the common practice of producing by art particular va. mistaken Juno for Pallas, and says, that'sweeter than rieties of colours on flowers, especially on carnations. an eyelid is an odd image! But the eyes of Juno were
7 In the folio edition it is speit Gillyvors. Gelofer or as remarkable as those of Pallas, and gilloter was the old name for the whole class of carna.
"of a beauty never yet tions, pinks, and sweetwilliains; from the French girofle.
Equalled in height of tincture.' There were also stock.gelofers, and wall-gelofers. The The beauties of Greece and other Asiatic nations tinged variegated gillitowers or carnations, being considered their cyelids of an obscure violet colour by means of as a producc of art, were properly called nature's bas some unguent, which was doubtless perfumed like those tards, and being streaked with white and red, Perdita for the hair, &c. mentioned by Athenous. considers them a proper emblem of a painted or immo. Jest woman ; and therefore declines to ineddle with them. I be deduced from the subjoined verses in the original
11 Perhaps the true explanation of this passage may Bright Phæbus in his strength, a malady
I think so too, for never gaz'd the moon Most incident to maids; bold óxlips, and
Ypon the water, as he'll stand, and read, The crown-imperial; lilies of all kinds,
As 'twere, my daughter's eyes: and, to be plain, The flower-de-luce being one! O, these I lack, I think, there is not half a kiss to choose, To make you garlands of; and, my sweet friend, Who loves another best. To strew him o'er and o'er.
She dances featly." Flo.
What? like a corse ? Shep. So she does any thing; though I report it, Per. No, like a bank, for love to lie and play on; That should be silent: if young Doricles Not like a corse : or if,—not to be buried,
Do light upon her, she shall bring him that But quick, and in mine arms. Come, iake your which he not dreams of. flowers :
Enter a Servant. Methinks, I play as I have seen them do in Whitsun' pastorals : sure, this robe of mine
Serv. O master, if you did but hear the pedler at Does change my disposition.
the door, you would never dance again after a tabor Flo.
What you do,
and pipe; no, the bagpipe could not move you: he Suill betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, he utters them as he had eaten ballads, and all men's
sings several tunes, faster than you'll tell money ; I'd have you do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms;
ears grew to his tunes. Pray so, and for the ordering your affairs,
Clo. He could never come better; he shall come To sing them too: When you do dance, I wish you matter, merrily set down, or a very pleasant thing
in: I love a ballad but even too well; if it be doleful A wave o' the
you might ever do Nothing but that; move still, still so, and own
indeed, and sung lamentably. No other function: Each your doing,
Serv. He hath songs, for man, or woman, of all So singular in each particular,
sizes; no milliner can so fit his customers with Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds,
gloves ;' he has the prettiest love-songs for maids ; That all your acts are queens.
so without bawdry, which is strange ; with such de
licate burdens of dildos and fadings;' jump her Per.
O Doricles, Your praises are too large : but that your youth,
and thump her ; and where some stretch-mouth'd And the true blood, which fairly peeps through it,'
rascal would, as it were, mean mischief, and break Do plainly give you out an unstain'd shepherd,
a soul gap into the matter, he makes the maid to With wisdom I might fear, my Doricles,
answer, Whoop, do me no horm, good man; puts You woo'd me the false way.
him off, slights him, with Whoop, do me no harm, Flo.
I think, you have
good man. 10
Pol. This is a brave fellow. As little skill to fear, as I have purpose
Clo. Believe me thou talkest of an admirable To put you to't.-But, come, our dance, I pray :
conceited fellow. Has he any unbraided wares ?11 Your hand, my Perdita : so turtles pair,
Serv. He hath ribbands of all the colours i' the That never mean to part.
rainbow; points, '? I'll swear for 'em.)
more than all the lawyers in Per.
Bohemia can learnedly handle, though they come Pol. This is the prettiest low-born lass, that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does, or seems, lawns: why, he sings them over, as they were gods
to him by the gross ; inkles, 13 caddisses, 14 cambrics, But smacks of something greater than herself; Too noble for this place.
or goddesses; you would think, a smock were a Can. He tells her something, the work about the square on't."
she-angel; he so chants to the sleeve-hand,"s and That makes her blood look out: Good sooth, she is of curds and cream.
Clo. Pr'ythee, bring him in; and let him apClo.
Come on, strike up.
proach singing. Dor. Mopsa must be your mistress: marry, garlic, words in his tunes.
Per. Forewarn him, that he use no scurrilous To mend her kissing with.
Clo. You have of these pedlers, that have more Mop.
Now, in good time! Cio. Not a word, a word; we stand upon our
in 'em than you'd think, sister.
Per. Ay, good brother, or go about to think. manners. Come, strike up.
Enter AUTOLYCUS, singing.
Cyprus, black as e'er was crow;
Gloves, as sweet as damask roses ;
Masks for faces, and for noses ; Shep. They call him Dorieles,and he boasts himself
Perfume for a lady's chamber;"?
Golden quoifs, and ston.achers,
lads to give their dears; daughter;
Pins, and poking-sticks of steel, 18 edition of Milton's Lycidas, which he subsequently What maids lack from head to heel : Onnitted, and altered the epithet unucided to forsakenn den of an old ballad or two. Fading is also another the preceding line :
Bring the rathc primrose that unwedded dlies, burden to a ballad found in Shirley's Bird in a Cage;
Colouring the pule cheek of unenjoy'd lore.? and perhaps to others. It is also the name given to an Every reader will see that the 'texture and sentiments Irish dance, probably from fædan, I whistle, as it was are derived from Shakspeare ; and it serves as a beau. danced to the pipes. tíul illustration of his meaning.
10 This was also the burden of an old ballad. I Thus Marlow in his Hero and Leander ;
11 i. e. undamaged vares, true and good. This word Through whose white skin softer than soundest sleep, has sadly perplexed the commentators, who have all With damask eyes the ruby blood doth peep.
left the reader in the dark as to the true meaning. The 2 i. e. you as little know how to fear that I am false, quotation by Steevens froin. Any Thing for a Quiet Life as, &c.
ought to have led to a right explanation : She says 3 Johnson would transfer this speech to the king, and that you sent ware which is not warrantable, braided Ritron would read swear for one' Mr. Douce has ware, and that you give not London measure. justly observed that no change is necessary. It is no 12 Points, upon which lies the quibble, were laces more than a common phrase of acquiescence, like I'll with tags. warrant you.'
13 A kind of tape. 4 i. e, we are now on our good behaviour.
14 A kind of ferret or worsted lace. 6 A valuable tract of pasturage.
15 Sleeve-hand, the cuffs, or wristband. 7 That is dez terously, nimbly,
16 The work about the bosom of it. 8 The trade of a miúiner was formerly carried on by 17 Amber, of which necklaces were made fit to per. men exclusively.
fume a lady's chamber. 9.With a hie dildo dill, and a dildo dee,' is the bur. 18 These poking-sticks are described by Stubbes in his
Come, buy of me, come ; come buy, come buy ; Aut. This is a merry ballad; but a very pretty one.
Mop. Let's have some merry ones.
Aui. Why, this is a passing merry one ; and goes Clo. If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou to the tune of, Two maids wooing a man: there's shouldst take no money of me; but being enthralla scarce a maid westward, but she sings it; 'us is as I am, it will also be the bondage of certain ri- request, I can tell you. bands and gloves.
Mop. We can both sing it; if thou’lt bear a part, Mop. I was promis'd them against the feast; but thou shalt hear; 'tis in three parts. they come not too late now.
Dor. We had the tune on't a month ago. Dor. He hath promised you more than that, or Aut. I can bear my part; you mast know, 'tu there be liars.
my occupation : have at it with you. Mop. He hath paid you all he promised you:
SONG. may be, he has paid you more ; which will shame
A. Get you hence, for I must go; you to give him again.
Where, it fits you not to know. Clo. Is there no manners left among maids ? will
D. Whither ? M. O, whither ? D. W Aither? they wear their plackets, where they should bear M. It becomes thy oath full well, their faces? Is there not milking-time, when you
Thou to me thy secrets tell : are going to bed, or kiln-hole, to whistle off these
D. Me too, let me go thither. secrets; but you must be titile-tattling before all
M. Or thou go'st to the grange, or mill: our guests ? 'Tis well, they are whispering : Cla
D. If to either, thou dost ill. mour your tongues, and not a word more.
A. Neither. D. What, neither ? A. Neither. Mop. I have done. Come, you promised me a
D. Thou hast sworn my love to be : lawdry lace, and a pair of sweet gloves.
M. Thou hast sworn it more to me : Clo. Have I not told thee, how I was cozened
Then, whither go'st ? say, whither ? by the way, and lost all my money? Aut. And, indeed, sir, there are cozeners abroad;
Clo. We'll have this song out anon by ourselves: therefore it behooves men to be wary.
My father and the gentleman are in sad ialk, and Clo. Fear not thou man, thou shalt lose nothing we'll not trouble them: Come, bring away thy pack here.
after me. Wenches, I'll buy for you both :-Peda Aut. I hope so, sir; for I have about me many ler, let's have the first choice.- Follow me, giris. parcels of charge.
Aut. And you shall pay well for 'em. (Aside Clo. What hast here? ballads?
Will you buy any tape, Mop. 'Pray now, buy some : I love a ballad in
Or lace for your cape, print, a'-life; for then we are sure they are true. My dainty duck, my dear-a ?
Aut. Here's one to a very doleful tune, How a Any silk, any thread, usurer's wife was brought to bed of twenty money, Any toys for your head, bays at a burden ; and how she longed to eat adders' of the new'st, and fin'st, fin'st wear-a? heads, and toads carbonadoed.
Come to the pedler ; Mop. Is it true, think you ?
Money's a medler, Aui. Very true; and but a month old.
That doth ulter? all men's roare-a. Dor. Bless me from marrying a usurer !
(Ereunt Clown, Aut. Dorc, and Mopss. Aut. Here's the midwife's name to't, one mistress
Enter a Servant. Taleporter; and five or six honest wives', that were present: Why should I carry lies abroad?
Serv. Master, there is three carters, three shep Mop. 'Pray you now, buy it.
herds, three neai-herds, three swine-herds, that have Clo. Come on, lay it'by : And let's first see more made themselves all men of hair;' they call thesion ballads; we'll buy the other things anon.
selves saltiers :' and they have a dance which the Aut. 'Here's another ballad, of a fish, that ap-wenches say is a gallimaufry of gambols, becanse peared upon the coast, on Wednesday the fourscore they are not in't; but they themselves are othe of April, forty thousand fathom above water, and mind, (if it be not too rough for some, that know sung this ballad against the hard hearts of maids little but bowling,) it will please plentifully.
3 it was thought, she was a woman, and was turned
Shep. Away! we'll none on't; here has been 100 into a cold fish, for she would not exchange flesh much homely foolery already :-I know, sir, we with one that loved her: The ballad is very pitiful weary you.. and as true."
Pol. You weary those that refresh us : Pray, let's Dor. Is it true, think you ?
see these four threes of herdsmen. Aut. Five justices' hands at it; and witnesses,
Serv. One three of them, by their own report, sir, more than my pack will hold.
hath danced before the king; and not the worse de Clo. Lay it by too: another.
having been in her youth much addicted to wearing fine
necklaces ; or it probably implies that they were boughs Anatomie of Abuses, Part ii :-"They be made of yron at the fair of St. Audrey, where gay toys of all sorts and steele, and some of brasse, kept as bright as silver, were sold. This fair was held in the Isle of Ely on the yea, some of silver itselfe ; and it is well, if in processe Saint's day, the 17th of October; Harpsfield, who tells of time, they grow not to be of gold. The fashion the story of the saint, describes the necklace :-Soleal whereafter ihey be made, I cannot resemble to any Angliæ nostræ mulieres torquem quendam, extenul de thing so well as to a squirt or a little squibbe, which lii subtili serica confectum, collo gestare quam Ethelreclame tle children used to squirt water out withal; and when torquem appellamus (tawdry lace) forsan in ejus quod they come to starching and setting off their ruffes, then diximus memoriam.!-Hist. Eceles. Angl. p. 56. must this instrument be heated in the fire, the better to stiffen the ruff.? Suwe informs us that about the six. by Shakspeare'; they were very much este emed, and a
4 Sweet, or perfumed gloves, are often mentioned teenth yeare of the queene (Elizabeth) began the making frequent present in the poet's time. of steele poking-sticks, and until that time all lawn. dresses used setting sticks made of wood or bone.
5 All extraordinary events were then turned into
ballads. In 1604 was entered on the Stationers' books | The kiln-hole generally means the fireplace for A strange report of a monstrous fish that appeared it drying malt; still a noted gossiping place. 2 An expression taken from bell ringing; now con. it is highly probable that Shakspeare alludes,
the form of a woman from her waist upward. To this tracted to clam. The bells are said to be clammed, 6 i. e. serious. when, after a course of rounds or changes, they are all 7 ' A sale or utterance or ware. Exactus. --Barei. pulled off at once, and give a general clash or clam, by which the preal is concluded. As this clam is succeeded sking.
8 It is most probable that they were dressed in goatby a silence, it exacuy suits the sense of the passage.- in Shakspeare's time, or even at an earlier period. A
A dance of satyrs was no unusaal entertainment Nares. 3 A tardry lace was a sort of necklace worn by coun kind, which had like to have proved fatal to some of the
very curious relation of a disguising or mummery of this try wenches; so named after St. Audrey (Ethelreda) actors in it, is related by Froissart as occurring in the who is said to have died of a swelling in her throat, court of France in 1392. which she considered as a particular judgment, for 9 Satyrs.
the three, but jumps twelve foot and a half by the Flo. I have : But what of him? squire.'
Pol. Knows he of this? Skep. Leave your prating; since these good men Flo.
He neither does, nor shall. are pleased, let them come in; but quickly now. Pol. Methinks, a father Serv. Why, they stay at door, sir." (Erit. Is, at the nuptial of his son, a guest
That best becomes the table. Pray you, once more; Re-enter Servant, with twelve Rustics habited like
Is not your father
Of reasonable affairs? is he not stupid Pol. O, father, you'll know more of that here- With age, and altering rheums? Can he speak ? after.-é
hear? Is it not too far gone ? -'Tis time to part them.- Know man from man? dispute his own estate ? He's simple, and tells much. [Aside.)-How now, Lies he not bed-rid ? and again does nothing, fair shepherd ?
But what he did being childish ? Your heart is full of something, that does take Flo.
No, good sir; Your mind from feasting. Sooth, when I was young, He has his health, and ampler strength, indeed, And handed love, as you do, I was wont
Than most have of his age. To load my she with knacks: I would have ran
By my white beard, sack'd
You offer him, if this be so, a wrong The pedler's silken treasury, and have pour'd it Something unfilial: Reason, my son To her acceptance; you have let him go,
Should choose himself a wife; but as good reason, And nothing marted with him : if your lass The father (all whose joy is nothing else Interpretation should abuse; and call this
But fair posterity) should hold some counsel
I yield all this;
But, for some other reasons, my grave sir,
Whích 'tis not fit you know, I not acquaint
My father of this business. The gifts she looks from me are pack'd and lock'd
Let him know t.
Pr’ythee, let him.
No, he must not. Hath sometime lov'd: I take thy hand; this hand, Shep. Let him, my son ; he shall not need to As soft as dove's down, and as white as it;
grieve Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fann'd snow,
At knowing of thy choice. That's bolted by the northern blasts twice o'er. Flo.
Come, come, he must not :Pol. What follows this?
Mark our contract. How prettily the young swain seems to wash Pol.
Mark your divorce, young sir, The hand, was fair before !-I have put you out :
[Discovering himself. But to your protestation; let me hear
Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base What you profess.
To be acknowledg'd: Thou a sceptre's heir, Flo.
Do, and be witness to't. That thus affect'st a sheep-hook — Thou, old traitor, Pol. And this my neighbour too?
I am sorry that, by hanging thee, I can but Flo.
And he, and more Shorten thy life one week.–And thou, fresh piece Than he, and men; the earth, the heavens, and all : of excellent witchcraft; who, of force, must know That,- were I crown’d the most imperial monarch, The royal fool thou cop'st with ;Thereof most worthy; were I the fairest youth Shep.
O, my heart! That ever made eye swerve; had force, and know- Pol. I'll have thy beauty scratch'd 'with briars, ledge,
and made More than was ever man's,
I would not prize them, More homely than thy state. For thee, fond boy, Without her love: for her employ them all ; If I may ever know, thou dost but sigh, Commend them, and condemn them, to her service, That thou no more shalt never see this knack, (as Or to their own perdition, Pol.
I mean thou shalt,) we'll bar thee from succession; Cam. This shows a sound affection.
Not hold thee of our blood, no, not our kin. Shep.
But, my daughter, Far? than Deucalion off:-Mark thou my words; Say you the like to him?
Follow us to the court.—Thou churl, for this time, I cannot speak
Though full of our displeasure, yet we free thee So well, nothing so well; no, nor mean better : From the dead blow of it.-And you, enchantBy the pattern of my own thoughts I cut out
ment, The purity of his.
Worthy enough a herdsman; yea, him too, Shep.
Take hands, a bargain ;- That makes himself, but for our honour therein,' And, friends unknown, you shall bear witness to't: Unworthy thee,-if ever, henceforth, thou I give my daughter to him, and will make
These rural latches to his entrance open,
Or hoop his body more with thy embraces,
I will devise a death as cruel for thee, l' the virtue of your daughter: one being dead, As thou art tender to't.
(Exit. I shall have more than you can dream of yet;
Even here undone! Enough then for your wonder : Bul, come on, I was not much aseard : for once, or twice, Contract us 'fore these witnesses.
I was about to speak ;' and tell him plainly, Shep.
Come, your hand ;- The selfsame sun, that shines upon his court, And, daughter, yours.
Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Pol. Soft, swain, a while, 'beseech you; Looks on alike.!"-Will't please you, sir, be gone? Have you a father?
(To FLORIZEL. I Foot rule, esquierre, Fr.
9 Warburton remarks that Perdita's character is here 2 This is an answer to something which the shepherd finely sustained. * To have made her quite astonished is supposed to have said to Polixenes during the dance. at the king's discovery of himself had not become her 3 Bought, trafficked.
birth; and to have given her presence of mind to have 4 Straitened, put to difficulties.
made this reply to the king, had not become her educa5 That is sifted.
tion.' 6 i. e. 'converse about his own affairs.'
10 To look on, or look upon, without any substantive 7 Far, in the old spelling farre, i. e. farther. The annexell, is a mode of expression which, though now ancient comparative of fer was ferrer.
unusual, appears to have been legitimate in Shakspeare's 8 The old copy reads hope