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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.
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. 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
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.
A. Get you hence, for I must go ;
D. Whither ? M. O, whither ? D. Whither ?
D. Me too, let me go thither.
M. Or thou go'st to the grange, or mill :
A. Neither. D. What, neither ? A. Neither.
Then, whither go'st ? say, whither ?
Clo. We'll have this song out anon by ourselves ; My father and the gentlemen are in sado talk, and 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 you shall pay well for 'em. [Aside.
Will you buy any tape,
Or lace for your cape,
Any silk, any thread,
Any toys for your head,
Come to the pedler ;
Money's a medler,
[Eceunt Clown, AUTOLYCUS, DORCAS,
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 * ; they call themselves saltiers': and they have a dance which the wenches say is
sad —] For serious. 7 That doth utter -] To utter ; to vend by retail.
all men of hair ;] Men of hair, are hairy men, satyrs. A dance of satyrs was no unusual entertainment in the
they call themselves saltiers :) He incans satyrs. VOL. III.
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 homely 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, 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.
Re-enter Servant, with twelve Rusticks, habited like
Satyrs. They dance, and then exeunt. Pol. O, father, you'll know more of that hereafter! Is it not too far gone ?—'Tis time to part them.He's simple, and tells much. (A side.]-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 ransack'd 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"
gallimaufry -] A confused heap of things together.
by the squire.] i. e. by the foot rule. Esquierre, Fr. 3 Pol. O, father, you'll know more of that hereafter.] This is an answer to something which the shepherd is supposed to have said to Polixenes during the dance.
straited – ] i. e. put to difficulties.
For a reply, at least, if you make a care
Old sir, I know
Pol. What follows this?
Do, and be witness to't.
And he, and more
Fairly offer'd. Cam. This shows a sound affection. Shep.
But, my daughter,
I cannot speak
or the fann'd snow, That's bolted, &c.] The fine sieve used by millers to separate flour from bran is called a bolting cloth.
By the pattern of mine own thoughts I cut out
Take hands, a bargain ;
0, that must be
Come, your hand;
Soft, swain, awhile, 'beseech you ;
I have: But what of him? Pol. Knows he of this?
He neither does, nor shall.
No, good sir;
By my white beard,
dispute his own estate ] Perhaps for dispute we might read compute : but dispute his estate may be the same with talk over his affairs. Johnson.