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Bugle bracelet, necklace-amber,
Perfume for a lady's chamber :
Golden quoifs, and stomachers,
For my lads to give their dears;
Pins, and poking-sticks of steel,
What maids lack from head to heel :
Come, buy of me, come ; come buy, come

Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry:
Come, buy, &c.

Clo. If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou should'st take no money of me; but being enthralld as I am, it will also be the bondage of certain ribands and gloves.

Mop. I was promised them against the feast; but they come not too late now.

Dor. He hath promised you more than that, or there be liars.

Mop. He hath paid you all he promised you: may be, he has paid you more; which will shame you to give him again.

Clo. Is there no manners left among maids ? will they wear their plackets, where they should bear their faces ? Is there not milking-time, when you are going to bed, or kiln-hole,' to whistle off these secrets; but you must be tittle-tattling before all our guests ? 'Tis well they are whispering: Clamour your tongues, and not a word more.


kiln-hole,] Kiln-hole is the place into which coals are put under a stove, a copper, or a kiln in which lime, &c. are to be dried or burned. To watch the kiln-hole, or stoking-hole, is part of the office of female servants in farm-houses.

Clamour your tongues,] Perhaps the meaning is, Give one grand peal, and then have done. “ A good Clam(as I learn from Mr. Nichols,) in some villages is used in this sense, signifying a grand peal of all the bells at once. Malonu.


Mop. I have done. Come, you promised me a tawdry lace, and a pair of sweet gloves.

Clo. Have I not told thee, how I was cozened by the way, and lost all my money?

Aut. And, indeed, sir, there are cozeners abroad; therefore it behoves men to be wary.

Clo. Fear not thou, man, thou shalt lose nothing here.

Aut. I hope so, sir; for I have about me many parcels of charge.

Clo. What hast here? ballads?

Mop. Pray now, buy some: I love a ballad in print, a’-life; for then we are sure they are true.

Aut. Here's one to a very doleful tune, How a usurer's wife was brought to bed of twenty moneybags at a burden; and how she longed to eat adders' heads, and toads carbonadoed.

Mop. Is it true, think you?
Aut. Very true; and but a month old.
Dor. Bless me from marrying a usurer!

Aut. Here's the midwife's name to't, one mistress Taleporter; and five or six honest wives' that were present : Why should I carry lies abroad?

Mop. 'Pray you now, buy it.

Clo. Come on, lay it by: And let's first see more ballads ; we'll buy the other things anon.

Aut. Here's another ballad, Of a fish, that appeared upon the coast, on Wednesday the fourscore of April, forty thousand fathom above water, and sung this ballad against the hard hearts of maids : it was thought, she was a woman, and was turned into a cold fish, for she would not exchange flesh with one that loved her: The ballad is very pitiful, and as true.


you promised me a tawdry lace,] Tawdries were a kind of necklaces worn by country wenches.

Dor. Is it true too, think you?

Aut. Five justices' hands at it; and witnesses, more than my pack will hold.

Clo. Lay it by too: Another.
Aut. This is a merry ballad; but a very pretty


Mop. Let's have some merry ones.

Aut. Why, this is a passing merry one; and goes to the tune of Two maids wooing a man : there's scarce a maid westward, but she sings it; 'tis in request, I can tell you.

Mop. We can both sing it; if thou'lt bear a part, thou shalt hear ; 'tis in three parts.

Dor. We had the tune on't a month ago. .

Aut. I can bear my part; you must know, 'tis my occupation : have at it with you.

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A. Get you hence, for I must go;
Where, it fits not you to know.

D. Whither? M. O, whither? D. Whither?
M. It becomes thy oath full well,
Thou to me thy secrets tell :
D. Me too, let me go


M. Or thou go'st to the grange, or mill :
D. If to either, thou dost ill.

A. Neither. D. What, neither? A. Neither.
D. Thou hast sworn my love to be ;
M. Thou hast sworn it more to me :

Then, whither goʻst ? say, whither?

Clo. We'll have this song out anon by ourselves; My father and the gentlemen are in sado talk, and

sad -] For serious.

you shall

we'll not trouble them: Come, bring away thy pack after me. Wenches, I'll buy for you both :-Pedler, let's have the first choice.-Follow me, girls. Aut. And


well for 'em. [Aside. Will you buy any tape,

Or lace for your cape,
My dainty duck, my dear-a?

Any silk, any thread,

Any toys for your head,
Of the new'st, and fin'st, fin'st wear a ?
Come to the pedler ;

Money's a medler,
That doth utter? all men's ware-a,
[E.reunt Clown, AutoLycus, Dorcas,

and MopsA.

Enter a Servant Serv. Master, there is three carters, three shepherds, three neat-herds, three swine-herds, that have made themselves all men of hair ;8 they call themselves saltiers :' and they have a dance which the wenches say is a gallimaufry' of gambols, because they are not in't; but they themselves are o’ the mind, (if it be not too rough for some, that know little but bowling,) it will please plentifully.

Shep. Away! we'll none on't ; here has been too much humble foolery already :-I know, sir, we weary you.

Pol. You weary those that refresh us: Pray, let's see these four threes of herdsmen.

Serv. One three of them, by their own report, 7 That doth utter -) To utter. To vend by retail.

all men of hair ;] Men of hair, are hairy men, or satyrs. A dance of satyrs was no unusual entertainment in the middle ages.

they call themselves saltiers :] He means Satyrs. gallimaufry -) A confused heap of things together.



sir, hath danced before the king; and not the worst of the three, but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squire.

Shep. Leave your prating : since these good men are pleased, let them come in; but quickly now.

Serv. Why, they stay at door, sir. [Exit.

Re-enter Servant, with Twelve Rusticks, habited

like Satyrs. They dance, and then ereunt. Pol. O, father, you'll know more of that here

after. Is it not too far gone ?—'Tis time to part them.He's simple, and tells much. [Aside.]—How now,

fair shepherd? Your heart is full of something, that does take Your mind from feasting. Sooth, when I was

young, And handed love as you do, I was wont To load my she with knacks: I would have ran

The pedler's silken treasury, and have pour'd it
To her acceptance; you have let him go,
And nothing marted with him: If your lass
Interpretation should abuse; and call this,
Your lack of love, or bounty ; you were straited*
For a reply, at least, if you make a care
Of happy holding her.

Old sir, I know
She prizes not such trifles as these are:
The gifts, she looks from me, are pack’d and lock'd
Up in my heart; which I have given already,

- by the squire.] i. e. by the foot rule. Esquierre, Fr. 3 Pol. O, father, you'll know more of that hereafter.) This is ar answer to something which the Shepherd is supposed to have said to Polixenes during the dance.

-straited - ) i. e. put to difficulties.

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