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I'll not put
A gentler scion to the wildest stock ;
So it is.
Per. The dibble’ in earth to set one slip of them : No more than, were I painted, I would wish This youth should say, 'twere well; and only there
fore Desire to breed by me.--Here's flowers for you ; Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram; The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises weeping ; these are flowers Of middle summer, and, I think, they are given To men of middle age: You are very welcome. Cam. I should leave grazing, were I of your
flock, And only live by gazing. Per.
Out, alas! You'd be so lean, that blasts of January Would blow you through and through.-Now, my
fairest friend, I would, I had some flowers o'the spring, that might Become your time of day; and
yours; That wear upon your virgin branches yet Your maidenheads growing :-0 Proserpina, For the flowers now, that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets, dim,
- dibble - ] An instrument used by gardeners to make holes in the earth for the reception of young plants.
But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes,
What? like a corse?
do it ever: when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too: When you do dance, I wish you A wave o'the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that; move still, still so, and own No other function : Each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens. Per.
violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes,] I suspect that our author mistakes Juno for Pallas, who was the goddess of blue eyes. Sweeter than an eye-lid is an odd image, but perhaps he uses sweet in the general sense for delightful. Johnson.
Each your doing, &c.] That is, your manner in each act crowns the act.
Your praises are too large: but that your youth,
I think, you have
I'll swear for 'em. Pol. This is the prettiest low-born lass, that ever Ran on the green sward: nothing she does, or
seems, But smacks of something greater than herself ; Too noble for this place.
Cam. He tells her something, That makes her blood look out: Good sooth, she is The queen of curds and cream. Clo.
up. Dor. Mopsa must be your
mistress : marry, garlick, To mend her kissing with. Мор. .
Now, in good time! Clo. Not a word, a word; we stand upon our
manners. Come, strike up.
Here a dance of Shepherds and Shepherdesses.
Pol. Pray, good shepherd, what Fair swain is this, which dances with your daughter ? Shep. They call him Doricles ; and he boasts
himself To have a worthy feeding :' but I have it
we stand, &c.] That is, we are now on our behaviour. a worthy feeding :) I conceive feeding to be a, pasture,
Upon his own report, and I believe it ;
She dances featly.
Enter a Servant. Serv. O master, if you did but hear the pedler at the door, you would never dance again after a tabor and pipe; no, the bagpipe could not move you:
he sings several tunes, faster 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 set down, or a very pleasant thing indeed, and sung lamentably.
Sero. He hath songs, for man, or woman, of all sizes; no milliner can so fit his customers with gloves: he has the prettiest love songs for maids ; so without bawdry, which is strange; with such delicate burdens of dildos and fadings : 8 jump her and thump her; and where some stretch-mouth'd rascal would, as it were, mean mischief, and break a foul gap into
and a worthy feeding to be a tract of pasturage not inconsiderable, not unworthy of my daughter's fortune. JOHNSON. ? He looks like sooth :] Sooth is truth. Obsolete.
- fadings :] An Irish dance of this name is mentioned by Ben Jonson, in The Irish Masque at Court.
the matter, he makes the maid to answer, Whoop, do me no harm, good man ; puts him off, slights him, with Whoop, do me no harm, good man.
Pol. This is a brave fellow.
Clo. Believe me, thou talkest of an admirableconceited fellow. Has he any unbraided wares ?
Serv. He hath ribands of all the colours i'the . rainbow ; points, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can learnedly handle, though they come to him by the gross; inkles, caddisses,' cambricks, lawns; why, he sings them over, 'as they were gods or goddesses ; you would think, a smock were a sheangel : he so chants to the sleeve-hand, and the work about the
? Clo. Pr’ythee, bring him in ; and let him approach singing.
Per. Forewarn him, that he use no scurrilous words in his tunes.
Clo. You have of these pedlers, that have more in 'em than you'd think, sister.
Per. Ay, good brother, or go about to think.
Enter AUTOLYCUS, singing.
unbraided wares?] By unbraided wares, the Clown means, has he any thing besides laces which are braided, and are the principal commodity sold by ballad-singing pedlers.
caddisses,] Cadilis is, I believe, a narrow worsted gal. loon. I remember when very young to have heard it enumerated by a pedler among the articles of his pack. There is a very narrow slight serge of this name, now made in France. Inkle is a kind of tape also. Malone.
the sleeve-hand, and the work about the square on't.] Perhaps the sleeves and bosom part of a shift.