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The Winter's Tale

Act IV, Scene 4

The Shepherd's cottage.
 
[Enter FLORIZEL and PERDITA]
 
FLORIZEL
        ,       2    , 2      ,           T    T   .  T
      These your un|usual | weeds, to | each part of you
        T    T  .   T     ,   ,     2            ,
      Does give a life:| no shep/herdess, but | Flora
        ,    2      ,          T      T    .     T       ,
      Peering in | April's | front. This your* sheep | shearing,
          ,       ,       ,        ,       ,
      Is as | a meet|ing of | the pet|ty gods,
           ,          ,       2
      And you | the queen | on it.
 
PERDITA
                                   ,         ,         ,
                                  Sir:| my grac|ious lord,
              X       ,        ,          ,       ,
      To chide at | your ex|tremes, it | not be|comes me:
           ,         ,        ,                    ,    ,
      (Oh pard|on, that | I name | them:) Your / high self
            ,         ,      2      ,          ,         ,
      The grac|ious mark | of the land,| you have | obscured
          2     ,        ,            ,          ,       ,
      With a swain's | wearing:| and me |(poor* low|ly maid)
            ,         ,       T     T   .    T           ,
      Most god|dess-like | pranked up: but that | our feasts
          ,       ,          ,      ,          ,      2->
      In eve|ry mess,| have fol|ly and | the feed||ers
          ,         ,        ,      ,            ,
      Digest | it with | a cust|om, I | should blush
          ,         ,      ,        ,         ,
      To see | you so | attir|ed: sworn | I think,
           ,        ,        ,
      To show | myself | a glass.
 
FLORIZEL
                                     ,           ,
                                 I bless | the time
                  ,   ,         ,          ,         ,
      When my / good fal|con, made | her flight | across
            ,          ,
      Thy fath|er's ground.
 
PERDITA
                                  ,        ,          ,
                            Now Jove | afford | you cause:
          ,        ,            ,       ,            ,        2->
      To me | the dif|ference forg|es dread |(your great||ness
            ,           ,         ,      2    ,          x
      Hath not | been used | to fear).| Even now | I tremble
           ,            ,             ,   ,     ,
      To think | your fath|er, by / some ac|cident
               ,          ,        ,          ,         ,
      Should pass | this way,| as you | did: Oh | the Fates,
            ,          ,        ,          ,         x
      How would | he look,| to see | his work,| so noble,
        ,             ,          ,         ,        ,
      Vilely | bound^up?| What would | he say?| Or how
             ,        ,         ,           ,          ,
      Should I |(in these | my bor|rowed flaunts)| behold
            ,         ,         ,
      The stern|ness of | his pres|ence?
 
FLORIZEL
                                          ,      ,
                                         Ap|prehend
        ,            ,     ,         ,           ,
      Nothing | but jol|lity:| The gods | themselves
         ,               ,    ,         ,           x
      (Humbling | their de|ities | to love)| have taken
             ,           ,       ,           ,    ,
      The shapes | of beasts | upon | them. Jup|iter,
          ,        ,         ,                 ,     ,      2->
      Became | a bull,| and bel|lowed: the / green Nep||tune
         ,          ,                    ,    ,    ,
      A ram,| and bleat|ed: and the // fire-robed god
        ,        ,            ,    ,       ,
      Golden | Apol|lo, a / poor humb|le swain,
       . T   T   T            ,       ,    ,
      As I seem now.| Their trans|forma|tions,
             x      ,        ,          ,       ,
      Were never | for a | piece of | beauty,| rarer,
       ,          ,          ,            ,       ,
      Nor in | a way | so chaste:| since^my | desires
           ,        ,          ,       ,         ,
      Run^not | before | mine hon|or: nor | my lusts
        ,   ,                  ,
      Burn hot/ter than | my faith.
 
PERDITA
                                    T  T   T
                                    O but sir,
            ,    ,       ,        ,           ,
      Your res|olu|tion can|not hold,| when 'tis
          ,         ,         ,     2      x       2      ,
      Opposed |(as it | must be)| by the power | of the king:
       T   .   T    T          ,      ,      ,
      One of these two | must be | neces|sities,
              ,           ,       ,     2          ,           ,
      Which then | will speak,| that you must | change this | purpose,
         ,        ,
      Or I | my life.
 
FLORIZEL
                             ,         ,
                     Thou dearst | Perdi|ta,
      <-  ,       T      T       T          ,        ,      ,
        With || these forced thoughts,| I prith|ee dark|en not
            ,       2      ,          ,         ,          ,
      The mirth | of the feast:| Or I'll | be thine |(my fair)
          ,         ,         ,       ,       ,
      Or not | my fath|er's. For | I can|not be
            ,         ,    ,         ,     ,
      Mine^own,| nor an|ything | to an|y, if
         ,         ,          ,     2     ,     ,
      I be | not^thine.| To this | I am most | constant,
                ,   2   ,     ,        ,       ,
      Though* dest|iny say | no. Be | merry |(gentle)
        ,                 ,           ,           ,    ,
      Strangle | such thoughts | as these,| with an|ything
            ,        ,          ,             ,          ,       ->
      That you | behold | the while.| Your guests | are com||ing:
        ,     ,           ,  2           ,       2     ,
      Lift | up your | countenance,| as it | were the day
          ,    ,              ,   ,          ,
      Of ce|lebra|tion of / that nup|tial, which
       ,    2         ,             ,
      We two^have | sworn shall | come.
 
PERDITA
                                            ,       ,
                                       O | lady | Fortune,
        ,            ,
      Stand you | auspi|cious.
 
FLORIZEL
                               ,            ,          ,
                              See,| your guests | approach,
          ,           ,        ,      ,            ,        o ->
      Address | yourself | to ent|ertain | them spright||ly,
            ,         ,           ,     oo
      And let's | be red | with mirth.|
 
[Enter Shepherd, Clown, MOPSA, DORCAS, and others, with POLIXENES and CAMILLO disguised]
 
SHEPHERD
       ,     ,            2      T    T    T       ,
      Fie (daught/er) when my | old wife lived:| upon
            ,                ,    ,        ,         ,
      This day,| she was / both pant|ler, but|ler, cook,
             ,         ,         ,         ,      ,    ,
      Both^dame | and serv|ant: wel|comed all: served all,  ????
              ,          ,          ,      .    T    T    T
      Would sing | her song,| and dance | her turn: now here,
          ,      ,      2      x      ,               x
      At up|per end | of the table;| now, in | the middle:
          ,      ,             ,          ,         ,
      On his | shoulder,| and his:| her face | of fire
            ,       ,          ,           ,             x
      With lab|or, and | the thing | she took | to quench it
            ,      .   T   T   T     ,            ,
      She would | to each one sip.| You are | retired,
          ,         ,        ,       ,         ,
      As if | you were | a feast|ed one,| and not
            ,       ,         ,         ,          ,
      The host|ess of | the meet|ing: pray | you, bid
             ,   T      T     .  T    ,           2    ,
      These un|known friends to us | welcome,| for it is
         ,         ,          x        T       T    T
      A way | to make | us better | friends, more known.
       __       ,            ,          2     ,          ,
      Come,| quench your | blushes,| and present | yourself
        ,               ,     ,           2      ,           ,
      That which | you are,| mistress | of the feast.| Come^on,
           ,        ,        ,          ,      ,
      And bid | us wel|come to | your sheep-|shearing,
                  ,    ,             ,
      As your / good flock | shall pros|per.
 
PERDITA
                                             ,     ,
                                            Sir,| welcome:
       ,   2       ,          ,                ,        ,
      It is my | father's | will, I | should take | on me
           ,        ,      2     ,            ,        ,
      The host|essship | of the day:| you're wel|come sir.
        ,                x               ,         ,         ,
      Give me | those flowers | there (Dorc|as). Reve|rend sirs,
           ,              ,   ,      .   T     T     T
      For you,| there's^rose|mary,| and rue, these keep
        ,            ,      ,          ,       ,
      Seeming,| and sav|or all | the wint|er long:
       ___     ,      ,           ,            ,
      Grace,| and re|membrance | be to | you both,
           ,        ,         ,
      And wel|come to | our shear|ing.
 
POLIXENES
                                         ,       ,
                                       Shep|herdess,
       .   T   T   T            ,         ,         ,    2->
      (A fair one are | you:) well | you fit | our ag||es
              x           ,
      With flowers | of wint|er.
 
PERDITA
                                 ,          ,            ,
                                Sir,| the year growing ancient, ????
       T   T   .  T          ,          ,         ,
      Not yet on sum|mer's death,| nor on | the birth
           ,         ,                x       x        2      ,     2->
      Of tremb|ling wint|er, the / fairest flowers | of the seas||on
           ,        ,                  ,     ,      ,
      Are our | carna|tions, and / streaked gil|lyvors,
               ,          ,          ,         ,          ,
      (Which some | call nat|ure's bast|ards) of | that kind
            ,       ,          x      .  T   T   T
      Our rust|ic gard|en's barren,| and I care not
          ,      ,     2
      To get | slips of them.
 
POLIXENES
                                ,           ,        ,
                              Wherefore |(gentle | maiden)
       ,    2     ,
      Do you ne|glect them.
 
PERDITA
                                ,          ,          ,
                            For I | have heard | it said,
            ,           ,           ,          ,           ,
      There is an art, which in their piedness shares
             ,        ,       ,
      With great | creat|ing nat|ure.
 
POLIXENES
                                       ,           ,
                                      Say | there be:
           ,             ,   ,            ,   ,
      Yet nat|ure is / made bet|ter by / no mean,
           ,        ,             ,         x          ,
      But nat|ure makes | that* mean:| so over | that^art,
              ,          ,        ,        ,       ,
      (Which you | say^adds | to nat|ure) is | an art
            ,        ,          ,             ,        ,     2->
      That nat|ure makes:| You see |(sweet* maid)| we mar||ry
          ,       ,       ,         ,        ,
      A gent|ler sci|on, to | the wild|est stock,
            ,         ,         ,        ,       ,
      And make | conceive | a bark | of bas|er kind
          ,        ,        ,      ,           ,
      By bud | of nob|ler race.| This is | an art
              ,          ,          ,          ,       ,
      Which does | mend^nat|ure: change | it rath|er, but
           ,        ,        ,
      The art | itself,| is nat|ure.
 
PERDITA
                                      ,       ,
                                     So | it is.
 
POLIXENES
             ,           ,       ,        ,      ,
      Then make | your gard|en rich | in gil|lyvors,
                ,    ,           ,
      And do / not call | them bast|ards.
 
PERDITA
                                                  ,   ,
                                          I'll / not put
             x          ,      .  T   T    T         ,
      The dibble | in earth,| to set one slip | of them:
           ,           ,        ,       ,           ,
      No more | than were | I paint|ed, I | would wish
             ,             ,            ,         ,   2       ,
      This youth | should say |'twere well:| and on|ly therefore
          ,     .   T    T  T             x       ,
      Desire | to breed by me.| Here's^flowers | for you:
       ,   ,            ,     ,         ,   2
      Hot lav/ender,| mints, sav/ory,| marjoram,
           ,     ,           ,        ,          ,
      The mar|igold,| that goes | to bed | with sun
            ,         ,        ,         ,            x
      And with | him ris|es, weep|ing: these | are flowers
          ,       ,        ,        ,         2      x
      Of mid|dle sum|mer, and | I think | they are given
          ,          x      ,             ,      ,
      To men | of middle | age. You're | very | welcome.
 
CAMILLO
           ,       ,     ,              ,             ,
      I should | leave graz/ing, were | I of | your flock,
           ,      ,        ,
      And on|ly live | by gaz|ing.
 
PERDITA
                                    ,      ,
                                   Out | alas:
             ,        ,            ,         ,    x
      You'd be | so lean,| that blasts | of Jan|uary
              ,           ,             ,        T    .    T      T
      Would blow | you through | and through.|  Now (my fairst friend)
          ,        ,            x        2       ,            ,
      I would | I had | some flowers | of the spring,| that might
          ,           ,        ,          ,           ,
      Become | your time | of day:| and yours,| and yours,
             ,      ,          ,         ,       ,
      That wear | upon | your vir|gin branch|es yet
             ,      ,        x           ,     ,
      Your maid|enheads | growing: O | Proser|pina,
         2       x       ,            ,          T    T     T
      For the flowers | now, that |(frighted)| thou letst fall
            ,      ,       ,      ,    oo
      From Dis|'s wag|on: daf|fodils,|
             ,        ,          ,        ,           ,
      That come | before | the swal|low dares,| and take
            ,          ,            ,       x         ,
      The winds | of March | with beaut|y: vio|lets (dim,
            ,        ,          ,        ,        ,
      But sweet|er than | the lids | of Jun|o's eyes,
           ,    ,        ,       T    T   Tx
      Or Cyth|ere|a's breath)| pale primroses,
            ,       ,         ,          ,        ,
      That die | unmar|ried, ere | they can | behold
        ,     ,                   ,         ,    ,
      Bight Phoe/bus in | his strength |(a mal|ady
            ,     ,         ,        T   T  T        2->
      Most in|cident | to maids):| bold oxlips,|| and
            ,        ,   2    ,            ,    ,
      The crown | imper|ial: lil|ies of / all kinds,
              x     .   T    Tx   T           ,         ,
      (The flower-|de-luce being one).| O*, these | I lack
            ,          ,        ,              ,      ,
      (To make | you garl|ands of)| and my / sweet friend,
           ,          ,         ,
      To strew | him ore,| and ore.
 
FLORIZEL
                                      T     T  .   T
                                    What? Like a corse?
 
PERDITA
       T    T  .   T          ,        ,            x
      No, like a bank,| for love | to lie,| and play on:
       T    T  .   T         ,    ,    2      ,
      Not like a corse:| or if:| not to be | buried,
            ,          ,          ,             ,            x
      But quick,| and in | mine arms.| Come*, take | your flowers,
           ,         ,       ,          ,          ,
      Methinks | I play | as I | have seen | them do
           ,        ,    2      ,           ,         ,
      In Whit|sun past|orals: sure | this robe | of mine
              ,         ,     ,
      Does change | my dis|posi|tion.
 
FLORIZEL
                                              ,   ,
                                      What / you do,
               x            ,     ,           T    T      T
      Still betters | what is | done. When | you speak (sweet)
            ,         ,       ,       ,          ,
      I'd have | you do | it ev|er: when | you sing,
            ,         ,          ,         ,          ,
      I'd have | you buy,| and sell | so: so | give^alms,
        ,   ,                   ,         ,        ,
      Pray so:/ and for | the orde|ring your | affairs,
           ,          ,          ,         ,         ,        2->
      To sing | them too.| When you | do dance,| I wish || you
          ,      2     ,          ,           ,     ,
      A wave | of the sea,| that you | might ev|er do
        ,             ,      T    T      T     __
      Nothing | but that:| move still, still | so:
           ,        ,       ,          ,           x
      And own | no oth|er func|tion. Each | your doing,
            ,    ,         ,        ,    ,
      (So sing|ular,| in each | partic|ular)
         ,           ,          x               ,        ,
      Crowns what | you are | doing, in | the pres|ent deeds,
            ,           ,           ,
      That all | your acts,| are queens.
 
PERDITA
                                            ,     ,
                                         O Dor|icles,
             ,             ,    ,           ,           ,
      Your prais|es are / too large:| but that | your youth
         2      ,      ,             ,         ,             x
      And the true | blood which | peepeth | fairly | through it,
              ,         ,         T   .  T   T        ,
      Do || plainly | give you | out an unstained | shepherd,
            ,      ,            ,        ,     ,
      With wis|dom I | might* fear |(my Dor|icles)
            ,                ,    ,
      You wooed | me the / false way.
 
FLORIZEL
                                          ,           ,
                                      I think | you have
          ,        ,          ,       ,         ,       2->
      As lit|tle skill | to fear,| as I | have pur||pose
          ,          x           ,          ,         ,
      To put | you to it.| But come,| our dance | I pray,
             ,     ,      ,          ,        ,
      Your hand |(my Per|dita)| so turt|les pair
            ,       ,         ,
      That nev|er mean | to part.
 
PERDITA
                                        ,      ,
                                 I'll swear | for 'em.
 
POLIXENES
        ,    2        ,   2      T    T    T           x
      This is the | prettiest | low-born lass,| that ever
       ,    2        T     T      T     2      ,         ,
      Ran on the | green-sward: noth|ing she does,| or seems
             ,          ,          ,        ,         ,
      But smacks | of some|thing great|er than | herself,
       ,    x                  ,
      Too noble / for this | place.
 
CAMILLO
                                           ,           ,
                                    He | tells her | something
             ,           ,            x            ,          ,
      That makes | her blood | look on it:| good sooth | she is
            ,          ,           ,
      The queen | of curds | and cream.
 
CLOWN
                                         .   T     T    T
                                       Come^on: strike up.
 
DORCAS
       ,   2        ,         ,          ,       ,
      Mopsa must | be your | mistress:| marry | garlic
           ,          ,        ,
      To mend | her kiss|ing with.
 
MOPSA
                                    ,              ,
                                   Now in | good^time.
 
CLOWN
         2    ,        ,         ,       ,         ,        ->
      Not a word,| a word,| we stand | upon | our man||ners,
        ,      __     __
      Come,| strike | up.
 
[Music. Here a dance of Shepherds and Shepherdesses]
 
POLIXENES
        T    T    T                 ,    ,          ,
      Pray good shep|herd, what / fair swain | is this,
              ,       ,           ,
      Which danc|es with | your daught|er?  \\
 
SHEPHERD
             ,         ,     ,           ,          ,
      They call | him Dor|icles,| and boasts | himself
           ,        ,       ,        ,          x
      To have | a worth|y feed|ing; but | I have it
        ,         ,        ,        ,          x
      Upon | his own | report,| and I | believe it:
       .   T     T    T          ,         ,             x
      He looks like sooth:| He says | he loves | my daughter,
          ,         ,         ,       ,           ,
      I think | so too;| for nev|er gazed | the moon
        ,         ,       ,           ,           ,
      Upon | the wat|er, as | he'll stand | and read
            ,           ,          ,         ,        ,
      As 'twere | my daught|er's eyes:| and to | be plain,
          ,                 ,    ,        ,          ,
      I think | there is / not half | a kiss | to choose
            ,        ,       ,
      Who loves | anoth|er best.
 
POLIXENES
                                      ,       ,     2->
                                She danc|es feat||ly.
 
SHEPHERD
          ,          ,    ,        ,    2     ,
      So she | does an|ything,| though I re|port it
              ,         ,              ,    ,     ,
      That should | be sil|ent: if / young Dor|icles
           ,       ,          ,            ,           ,
      Do light | upon | her, she | shall bring | him that
             ,          ,
      Which he | not^dreams | of.  \\
 
SERVANT
O master: if you did but hear the pedlar 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.
 
CLOWN
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.
 
SERVANT
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: jump her, and thump her; and where some stretch-mouthed rascal, would (as it were) mean mischief, and break a foul gap into 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.
 
POLIXENES
This is a brave fellow.
 
CLOWN
Believe me, thou talkest of an admirable conceited fellow, has he any unbraided wares?
 
SERVANT
He hath ribbons of an the colors in the rainbow; points, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia, can learnedly handle, though they come to him by the gross: inkles, caddisses, cambrics, lawns: why he sings 'em over, as they were gods, or goddesses: you would think a smock were a she-angel, he so chants to the sleeve-hand, and the work about the square on it.
 
CLOWN
Prithee bring him in, and let him approach singing.
 
PERDITA
Forewarn him, that he use no scurrilous words in his tunes.
 
CLOWN
You have of these pedlars, that have more in them than you'd think (sister).
 
PERDITA
Aye, good brother, or go about to think.
 
[Enter AUTOLYCUS, singing]
 
AUTOLYCUS
        ,         ,         ,        __
      Lawn as | white as | driven | snow,
       ,         ,         ,         __
      Cyprus | black as | ere was | crow,
         ,          ,         ,        ,
      Gloves as | sweet as | damask | roses,
        ,          ,       ,         ,
      Masks for | faces | and for | noses:
       ,        ,          ,         ,
      Bugle | bracelet,| necklace | amber,
       ,         ,       ,         ,
      Perfume | for a | lady's | chamber:
        ,         ,            ,    ___
      Golden | quoifs, and | stoma|chers
       ,         ,          ,           ___
      For my | lads, to | give their | dears:
        ,          ,        ,          ___
      Pins, and | poking-|sticks | of steel.
        T    T     T           ,         ,
      What maids lack | from head | to heel:
          T   T   .  T    __          ,          ,
        Come buy of me,| come;| come^buy,| come^buy;
         T    T    .   T          ,       ,          ,
        Buy lads, or else | your las|ses cry:| Come^buy.
 
CLOWN
If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou shouldst take no money of me, but being enthralled as I am, it will also be the bondage of certain ribbons and gloves.
 
MOPSA
I was promised them against the feast, but they come not too late now.
 
DORCAS
He hath promised you more than that, or there be liars.
 
MOPSA
He hath paid you all he promised you: may be he has paid you more, which will shame you to give him again.
 
CLOWN
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: clamor your tongues, and not a word more.
 
MOPSA
I have done; Come you promised me a tawdry-lace, and a pair of sweet gloves.
 
CLOWN
Have I not told thee how I was cozened by the way, and lost all my money.
 
AUTOLYCUS
And indeed sir, there are cozeners abroad, therefore it behoves men to be wary.
 
CLOWN
Fear not thou man, thou shalt lose nothing here.
 
AUTOLYCUS
I hope so sir, for I have about me many parcels of charge.
 
CLOWN
What hast here? ballads?
 
MOPSA
Pray now buy some: I love a ballad in print, of life, for then we are sure they are true.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Here's one, to a very doleful tune, how a usurer's wife was brought to bed of twenty money-bags at a burden, and how she longed to eat adders' heads, and toads carbonadoed.
 
MOPSA
Is it true, think you?
 
AUTOLYCUS
Very true, and but a month old.
 
DORCAS
Bless me from marrying a usurer.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Here's the midwife's name to it: one Mistress Tale-porter, and five or six honest wives, that were present. Why should I carry lies abroad?
 
MOPSA
Pray you now buy it.
 
CLOWN
Come on, lay it by: and let's first see moe ballads: we'll buy the other things anon.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Here's another ballad of a fish, that appeared upon the coast, on Wednesday the four-score 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.
 
DORCAS
Is it true too, think you.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Five justices' hands at it, and witnesses more than my pack will hold.
 
CLOWN
Lay it by too; another.
 
AUTOLYCUS
This is a merry ballad, but a very pretty one.
 
MOPSA
Let's have some merry ones.
 
AUTOLYCUS
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.
 
MOPSA
We can both sing it: if thou'lt bear a part, thou shalt hear, 'tis in three parts.
 
DORCAS
We had the tune on it, a month ago.
 
AUTOLYCUS
I can bear my part, you must know 'tis my occupation: have at it with you.
 
[SONG]
 
AUTOLYCUS
       ,          ,          ,        __
      Get you | hence, for | I must | go
        ,          ,        ,        __
      Where it | fits not^|you to | know.
 
DORCAS
        ,
      Whither?|
 
MOPSA
                     ,
                 O whith|er?
 
DORCAS
                               ,       o
                             Whith|er?
 
MOPSA
       ,      ,           T    T    T
      It be|comes thy | oath full well,
        ,        ,        ,         __
      Thou to | me thy | secrets | tell.
 
DORCAS
       T  T    T     ,        ,
      Me too: let | me go | thither:
 
MOPSA
       ,          x     2       ,            ,
      Or thou | goest to the | orange,| or mill,
 
DORCAS
       ,       ,        ,          ___
      If to | either | thou dost | ill,
 
AUTOLYCUS
        ,
      Neither.
 
DORCAS
                __      ,
               What | neither?
 
AUTOLYCUS
                                 ,
                               Neither.
 
DORCAS
        ,           ,          ,       __
      Thou hast | sworn my | love to | be,
 
MOPSA
        ,           ,          ,       __
      Thou hast | sworn it | more to | me.
             ,        x            ,       o
      Then whith|er goest?| Say* whith|er?
 
CLOWN
We'll have this song out anon by ourselves: my father, and the gentlemen are in sad talk, and we'll not trouble them: Come bring away thy pack after me, Wenches, I'll buy for you both. Pedlar let's have the first choice; Follow me girls.
 
[Exit with DORCAS and MOPSA]
 
AUTOLYCUS
And you shall pay well for 'em.
 
[Follows singing]
          2     ,     2    ,         ,       2       ,
      Will you buy | any tape,| or lace | for your cape?
              ,       ,         ,   _
         My dain|ty duck,| my dear-|a?
       2    ,           ,           ,       2       ,
      Any silk,| any thread,| any toys | for your head
           2      ,      .     T       T     T   _
         Of the newst,| and finest, finest wear-|a?
        ,    2       ,        ,     2     ,
      Come to the | pedlar,| money's a | medler.
             ,      2    ,            ,   _
      That doth | utter all | men's^ware-|a.
 
[Exit]
 
SERVANT
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 a gallimaufry of gambols, because they are not in it: but they themselves are of the mind (if it be not too rough for some that know little but bowling) it will please plentifully.
 
SHEPHERD
Away: we'll none on it; here has been too much homely foolery already. I know (sir) we weary you.
 
POLIXENES
You weary those that refresh us: pray let's see these four threes of herdsmen.
 
SERVANT
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 squier.
 
SHEPHERD
Leave your prating, since these good men are pleased, let them come in: but quickly now.
 
SERVANT
Why, they stay at door sir.
 
[Exit.  Here a dance of twelve Satyrs]
 
POLIXENES
          ,         ,              x       ,        ,
      O fath|er, you'll | know more of | that here|after:
        2    ,     ,          ,            ,         ,
      Is it not | too far*| gone? 'Tis | time to | part them,
              x           ,       ,          ,            ,
      He's simple,| and tells | much. How*| now (fair*| shepherd)
             ,          ,         ,           ,           ,
      Your heart | is full | of some|thing, that | does take
             ,           ,          ,          ,         ,
      Your mind | from feast|ing. Sooth,| when I | was young,
            ,       ,        ,        ,         ,
      And hand|ed love,| as you | do, I | was wont
           ,        ,            ,            2        ,    ,
      To load | my she | with knacks:| I would have / ransacked
            ,          x       ,     ,                   x
      The ped|lar's silken | treasu|ry, and | have poured it
          ,       ,          ,          ,         ,
      To her | accep|tance: you | have let | him go,
            ,        ,       ,          ,          ,
      And noth|ing mart|ed with | him. If | your lass
         ,      ,         ,        ,          ,         2->
      Inter|preta|tion should | abuse,| and call || this
             ,         ,         ,       ,            ,      ->
      Your lack | of love,| or bount|y, you | were strait||ed
       ,     2   ,         ,       2      ,        ,
      For | a reply | at least,| if you make | a care
          ,       ,       ,
      Of hap|py hold|ing her.
 
FLORIZEL
                                  ,        ,
                             Old^sir,| I know
            ,      ,           ,             ,    ,
      She priz|es not | such^trif|les as / these are:
            ,           ,           ,          ,            ,
      The gifts | she looks | from me,| are packed | and locked
       ,           ,       ,    2         x        ,
      Up in | my heart,| which I have | given al|ready,
           ,       ,             ,        ,         ,
      But not | deliv|ered. O, hear me breathe my life  ????
          ,          ,        ,     ,                 ,
      Before | this an|cient sir,| who (it | should seem)
             ,         ,         ,          ,           ,
      Hath some|time loved:| I take | thy hand,| this^hand,
           ,          ,       ,              ,         ,
      As soft | as dove's | down, and | as white | as it,
          ,   ,        ,              ,     ,            ,
      Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fanned snow, that's bolted
        2      ,          ,            ,
      By the north|ern blasts,| twice^ore.
 
POLIXENES
                                                 ,         ,
                                           What fol|lows this?
            ,                ,     ,     ,          ,
      How pret|tily the // young swain seems | to wash
            ,          ,        ,     2      ,         ,
      The hand,| was fair | before?| I have put | you out,
       ,             ,      ,        ,         ,
      But to | your pro|testa|tion: let | me hear
            ,         ,
      What you | profess.
 
FLORIZEL
                           ,            ,         x
                          Do, and | be wit|ness to it.
 
POLIXENES
            ,         ,        ,
      And this | my neigh|bor too?
 
FLORIZEL
                                        ,         ,
                                   And he,| and more
            ,        ,          ,            x           ,
      Than he,| and men:| the earth,| the heavens,| and all;
             ,         ,            ,       ,   2   ,       2->
      That were | I crowned | the most | imper|ial mon||arch
            ,          ,        ,     2      ,        ,
      Thereof | most^worth|y: were | I the fair|est youth
             x      T   T     T           ,           ,        ->
      That ever | made eye swerve,| had force | and know||ledge
        ,              ,      ,      2       ,      ,
      More than | was ev|er man's,| I would not | prize them
           ,          ,         ,        ,          ,
      Without | her love;| for her,| employ | them all,
           ,           ,         ,      ,    2       ,
      Commend | them, and | condemn | them to her | service,
       ,   2         ,       ,
      Or to their | own per|dition.
 
POLIXENES
                                      ,       ,
                                    Fairly | offered.
 
CAMILLO
             ,         ,        ,
      This shows | a sound | affec|tion.
 
SHEPHERD
                                          ,          ,      ->
                                         But | my daught||er,
       ,       2      ,        ,
      Say | you the like | to him.
 
PERDITA
                                      ,        ,
                                   I can|not speak
           ,       ,            ,     ,                x
      So well,| (nothing | so well)| no, nor | mean^better  ??
        2     ,      2          ,     ,       ,       ,
      By the pat|tern of mine^/own thoughts,| I cut^|out
      <-        ,    ,       T
        The || puri|ty of | his.
 
SHEPHERD
                                   T    T    .    ,
                                 Take hands, a | bargain;
             ,          ,      ,                 ,         x
      And friends | unknown,| you shall | bear* wit|ness to it:
          ,         ,        ,         ,           ,
      I give | my daught|er to | him, and | will make
           ,         ,      ,
      Her por|tion, eq|ual his.
 
FLORIZEL
                                     ,          ,
                               O*, that | must be
        2     ,       ,           ,        ,      x     ,
      In the vir|tue of | your daught|er: one | being dead,
      ,                ,          ,          ,         ,
      I shall | have more | than you | can dream | of yet;
         ,       ,              ,        ,          ,
      Enough | then for | your wond|er: But | come^on,
           ,           ,           ,    2
      Contract | us 'fore | these wit|nesses.
 
SHEPHERD
                                               ,           ,
                                             Come,| your hand:
             ,         ,           ,          ,           ,
      And daught|er, yours.
 
POLIXENES
                              T    T   .  T         ,         ->
                            Soft swain awhile,| beseech || you,
        ,       2    ,     2
      Have | you a fath|er?
 
FLORIZEL
                                 ,          ,     ,
                             I have:| but what | of him?
 
POLIXENES
        ,             ,
      Knows he | of this?
 
FLORIZEL
                               ,        ,          ,
                          He neith|er does,| nor shall.
 
POLIXENES
           ,         ,
      Methinks | a fath|er,  \\
          ,        ,        ,        ,        ,
      Is at | the nup|tial of | his son,| a guest
             ,        ,           x       ,               ,
      That best | becomes | the table:| Pray you | once^more
          ,           ,       ,        ,    ,
      Is not | your fath|er grown | incap|able
           ,   2  ,        ,       2    ,      ,
      Of reas|onable | affairs?| Is he not | stupid
            ,         ,   2       ,                ,      ,
      With age,| and alt|ering rheums?| Can he / speak? Hear?
        T   T     .   T        ,          ,       ,
      Know man, from^man?| Dispute | his own | estate?
        ,            ,    ,      2    ,            ,
      Lies he | not bed-|rid? and a|gain, does | nothing
            ,        ,      2     ,
      But what | he did,| being child|ish?
 
FLORIZEL
                                            ,     ,
                                           No | good sir:
          ,           ,          ,          ,          ,
      He has | his health,| and amp|ler strength | indeed
             ,      ,    2       ,
      Than most | have of his | age.
 
POLIXENES
                                           T   T     T
                                     By | my white beard,
           ,      ,         ,        ,       ,
      You of|fer him |(if this | be so)| a wrong
        ,            ,    ,     ,          ,
      Something | unfil|ial:| reason | my son
                ,          ,        ,       2     ,      ,
      Should choose | himself | a wife,| but as good | reason
            ,       ,           ,         ,        ,
      The fath|er (all | whose^joy | is noth|ing else
            ,        ,    ,            ,           ,      2->
      But fair | poster|ity)| should hold | some coun||sel
           ,       ,
      In such | a bus|iness.
 
FLORIZEL
                             ,     T    T    T
                             I | yield all this;
       ,              ,       ,              ,    ,
      But for | some oth|er reas|ons (my / grave sir)
              ,         ,          ,       ,         ,
      Which^'tis | not fit | you know,| I not | acquaint
           ,      ,         ,
      My fath|er of | this^bus|iness.
 
POLIXENES
                                       ,            x
                                      Let | him know it.
 
FLORIZEL
        2       ,
      He shall not.
 
POLIXENES
                     ,        ,
                   Prithee | let him.
 
FLORIZEL
                                       ,             ,
                                      No, he | must not.
 
SHEPHERD
       ,            ,         ,           ,          ,
      Let him |(my son)| he shall | not need | to grieve
           ,       ,          ,
      At know|ing of | thy choice.
 
FLORIZEL
                                           ,      2      ,
                                  Come*, come,| he must not.
        ,         T   T
      Mark our | contract.
 
POLIXENES
                            T        2    ,             ,
                          Mark | your divorce |(young* sir)
            ,        ,          ,          ,           ,
      Whom son | I dare | not call:| thou art | too* base
          ,       ,           ,        ,          ,
      To be | acknow|ledge. Thou | a scep|ter's heir,
             ,        ,      .   T     T     T            x
      That thus | affectst | a sheep-hook? Thou,| old traitor,
       2    ,        ,         ,        ,       ,
      I am sor|ry, that | by hang|ing thee,| I can
              x      .     T   T    T     .    T     T     T
      But shorten | thy* life one week.| And thou, fresh piece
          ,    2      ,     ,               ,            ,
      Of ex|cellent witch|craft, who | of force | must^know
            x       ,           ,
      The royal | fool thou | copest | with.
 
SHEPHERD
                                               ,        ,
                                              Oh | my heart.
 
POLIXENES
             ,          ,         ,               ,           ,
      I'll have | thy beaut|y scratched | with briers | and made
              ,       ,          ,      .    T     T   T
      More* home|ly than | thy state.| For thee (fond boy)
         ,        ,      ,           ,          ,
      If I | may ev|er know | thou dost | but sigh,
             ,         ,           ,           ,          x
      That thou | no more | shalt see | this knack |(as never
          ,           ,            ,      ,      2     ,
      I mean | thou shalt)| we'll bar | thee from suc|cession;
       T    T    T      2      ,         ,         ,
      Not hold thee | of our blood,| no not | our kin,
       ,             ,       ,       ,              ,
      Far than | Deucal|ion off:| (mark thou | my words)
       ,        ,   2        ,             T     .    T    T
      Follow | us to the | court. Thou | churl, for this time
                ,        ,         ,         ,         ,
      (Though full | of our | displeas|ure) yet | we free || thee
          2        ,    ,      2     ,     ,        ,
      From the / dead blow | of it. And | you, en|chantment,
        ,   2     ,        ,         T   T   T
      Worthy en|ough a | herdsman:| yea him too,
             ,          ,     ,     2       ,            ,
      That makes | himself |(but for our | honor | therein)
          ,       ,         x      T    T      T
      Unworth|y thee.| If ever | henceforth, thou
              x       ,        ,        ,          ,
      These rural | latches,| to his | entrance | open,
           ,         ,      ,          ,        ,
      Or hoop | his bod|y more,| with thy | embraces,
          ,        ,        ,          ,           ,
      I will | devise | a death,| as cruel | for thee
           ,          ,       x
      As thou | art tend|er to it.
 
[Exit]
 
PERDITA
                                   2     ,        ,
                                  Even here | undone:
               ,    ,       ,           ,         ,
      I was / not much | afeard:| for once,| or twice
      ,    2    ,         ,            ,          ,
      I was a|bout to | speak, and | tell him | plainly,
       .    T   T   T            ,       ,          ,
      The selfsame sun,| that shines | upon | his court,
        ,             ,        ,         ,         ,
      Hides not^|his vis|age from | our cot|tage, but
        T    T .  T        2      ,           ,         ,
      Looks on alike.| Will it please | you (sir)| be gone?
          ,          ,            ,      2           ,    ,
      I told | you what | would come | of this: be/seech you
                 ,    ,            ,           ,          ,
      Of your / own state | take^care:| this dream | of mine
        2    ,       ,              x      ,        ,
      Being now | awake,| I'll queen it | no inch^|farther,
            ,         ,          ,
      But milk | my ewes,| and weep.
 
CAMILLO
                                          ,          ,     ->
                                     Why how | now fath||er,
        ,        2       ,
      Speak | ere thou diest.
 
SHEPHERD
                                 ,        ,           ,
                              I can|not speak,| nor think,
            ,         ,           ,         ,       ,
      Nor dare | to know,| that which | I know:| O sir,
       ,             ,       ,     .   T   T     T
      You have | undone | a man | of fourscore three,
              ,           ,          ,         ,       ,
      That thought | to fill | his grave | in qui|et: yea,
          ,      ,         ,         ,       ,
      To die | upon | the bed | my fath|er died,
       .  T    T    T        ,        ,          ,
      To lie close by | his hon|est bones;| but now
             ,        ,         ,         ,          ,       2->
      Some hang|man must | put^on | my shroud,| and lay || me
             ,      ,     ,          ,        ,      ,
      Where no | priest shovels in dust. O cursed wretch, ????
              ,           ,           ,            ,         ,       2->
      That knewst | this was | the prince,| and wouldst | adven||ture
           ,       ,           ,        ,        ,
      To ming|le faith | with him.| Undone,| undone:
         ,          ,        ,           ,     2       ,
      If I | might die | within | this hour,| I have lived
          ,         ,       ,
      To die | when I | desire.  \\
 
[Exit]
 
FLORIZEL
            ,         ,     ,
      Why look | you so | upon | me?  \\
         ,        ,       ,       ,         ,
      I am | but sor|ry, not | afeard:| delayed,
            ,       ,          ,       ,       ,
      But noth|ing alt|ered: what | I was,| I am:
              ,        ,         ,         ,         ,     3  3->
      More strain|ing on,| for pluck|ing back;| not fol||lowing
           ,        ,       ,
      My leash | unwil|lingly.
 
CAMILLO
                                ,             ,
                              Gracious | my lord,
            ,           ,        ,        ,          ,
      You know | your fath|er's temp|er: at | this time
       ,         . T   T    T            ,        ,
      He will | allow no speech:| (which I | do guess
           ,        ,         x        ,         ,
      You do | not pur|pose to him:)| and as | hardly
        ,           ,           ,         ,        ,
      Will he | endure | your sight,| as yet | I fear;
        ,               ,     ,         ,          x
      Then, till | the fu|ry of | his high|ness settle
            ,        ,
      Come not | before | him.
 
FLORIZEL
                               ,        ,        ,
                               I | not pur|pose it:
          ,      ,
      I think | Camil|lo.
 
CAMILLO
                           ,     ,        ,
                          Ev|en he,| my lord.
 
PERDITA
           ,       ,        ,            ,          ,
      How oft|en have | I told | you 'twould | be thus!
           ,       ,        ,     ,           ,
      How oft|en said | my dig|nity | would last
            ,            ,
      But till |'twere known?
 
FLORIZEL
                                  ,        ,         ,
                              It can|not fail,| but by
           ,   ,       ,        ,           ,
      The vi|ola|tion of | my faith,| and then
           ,        ,           ,       2      ,           x
      Let^nat|ure crush | the sides | of the earth | together,
           ,          ,         ,          ,         ,
      And mar | the seeds | within.| Lift^up | thy looks:
            ,       ,         ,          ,      ,
      From my | succes|sion wipe | me (fath|er) I
           ,        ,      ,
      Am heir | to my | affec|tion.
 
CAMILLO
                                     ,       ,
                                    Be | advised.
 
FLORIZEL
         ,        ,       ,       ,         x
      I am:| and by | my fan|cy, if | my reason
             ,       ,     ,   2    ,           x
      Will there|to be | obed|ient: I | have reason:
          ,         ,        x        ,            ,
      If not,| my sens|es better | pleased with | madness,
          ,        ,
      Do bid | it wel|come.
 
CAMILLO
                              ,        ,    2      ,
                            This | is des|perate (sir).
 
FLORIZEL
           ,         ,         ,        ,        ,
      So call | it: but | it does | fulfil | my vow:
          ,            ,         ,     ,    ,  2
      I needs | must think | it hon|esty.| Camillo,
       ,           ,   2   ,          ,          ,
      Not for | Bohem|ia, nor | the pomp | that may
           ,         ,           ,         ,      ,
      Be there|at gleaned,| for all | the sun | sees, or
       .    T     T     T                   ,    ,     ,
      The close earth wombs,| or the pro//found sea, hides
       .  T  T     T         ,        ,          ,
      In unknown fath|oms, will | I break | my oath
           ,         ,       ,        ,               ,   ,
      To this | my fair | belov|ed: there|fore, I / pray you,
          ,          ,      ,         ,        ,          ,
      As you | have ev|er been | my fath|er's hon|ored friend, (hex with prev)
            ,           ,     ,    2        ,             ,
      When he | shall miss | me, as (in | faith I | mean^not
          ,     ,   2      ,     ,              ,
      To see | him any | more) cast your good counsels  ????
       x          ,         ,       ,          ,
      Upon his | passion:| let my|self, and | fortune
       ,              ,         ,      ,              ,
      Tug for | the time | to come.| This you | may know,
           ,      ,      ,       ,        ,
      And so | deliv|er, I | am put | to sea
            ,           ,       ,        ,         ,
      With her,| whom here | I can|not hold | on shore:
            ,     ,      ,             ,        ,
      And most | oppor|tune to | our need,| I have
           x       T     T   T        ,         ,
      A vessel | rides fast by,| but not | prepared
            ,        ,            ,         ,         ,
      For this | design.| What course | I mean | to hold
              ,       ,    ,           ,          ,
      Shall noth|ing ben|efit | your know|ledge, nor
           ,     ,           ,
      Concern | me the | report|ing.
 
CAMILLO
                                     ,        ,
                                     O | my lord,
          ,             x           ,    ,      2    ,
      I would | your spirit | were eas|ier | for advice,
            ,       ,           ,
      Or strong|er for | your need.
 
FLORIZEL
                                     ,       ,
                                   Hark Per|dita,
             ,         ,        ,
      I'll hear | you by | and by.
 
CAMILLO
                                          x    ,  2
                                   He's irre|moveable,
           ,            ,      ,            ,      ,
      Resolved | for flight:| Now were | I hap|py if
           ,      ,           ,          ,          ,
      His go|ing, I | could frame | to serve | my turn,
        ,               ,        x        ,         ,
      Save him | from dang|er, do him | love and | honor,
        ,     2        ,       ,         ,      ,
      Purchase the | sight a|gain of | dear Si|cilia,
            ,       ,       ,         ,        ,
      And that | unhap|py king,| my mast|er, whom
         ,           ,         ,
      I so | much thirst | to see.
 
FLORIZEL
                                   ,          ,  2
                                  Now good | Camillo;
              ,    ,            ,   2    ,           ,
      I am / so fraught | with cur|ious bus|iness, that
          ,          ,    ,
      I leave | out^cer|emon|y.
 
CAMILLO
                                ,        ,
                               Sir,| I think
         2       ,      .  T   T   T     ,      2      ,
      You have heard | of my poor serv|ices,| in the love
           ,          ,            ,
      That I | have borne | your fath|er?
 
FLORIZEL
                                           ,     ,     ->
                                          Ve|ry nob||ly
        ,       2     ,      ,   2       ,         ,
      Have | you deserved:| it is my | father's | music
           ,            ,      ,   ,                 ,
      To speak | your deeds:| not lit/tle of | his care
           ,          ,       ,           ,
      To have | them rec|ompensed,| as thought on.
 
CAMILLO
                                                    ,        ,
                                                  Well (my lord)   ????
          ,           ,          ,         ,          ,
      If you | may please | to think | I love | the king,
             ,             ,         ,       ,             x
      And through | him, what | is near|est to | him, which is
             ,         ,        ,      ,    2    ,
      Your grac|ious self;| embrace | but my di|rection,
       .   T    T   T      ,           x       ,
      If your more pond|erous | and settled | project
           ,       ,    ,        ,          x
      May suf|fer alt|era|tion. On | mine honor,
             ,           ,        2        ,      ,       ,
      I'll point | you where | you shall have | such re|ceiving
           ,         ,           ,          ,          ,
      As shall | become | your high|ness, where | you may
         ,          ,           ,          ,       ,
      Enjoy | your mist|ress; from | the whom,| I see
               ,        ,        ,        ,         ,
      There's^no | disjunc|tion to | be made,| but by
             x           ,          ,      ,      ,
      (As heavens | forfend)| your ru|in: mar|ry her,
            ,         ,       ,         ,         ,        o
      And with | my best | endea|vors, in | your ab|sence,
            ,       ,        ,         ,          ,    ,
      Your dis|content|ing fath|er, strive | to qual|ify  (hex with prev)
            ,          ,       ,
      And bring | him up | to lik|ing.
 
FLORIZEL
                                        ,     ,   2
                                       How | Camillo
            ,     ,          ,    ,         ,
      May this |(almost | a mir|acle)| be done?
           ,         ,           ,          ,          ,
      That I | may call | thee some|thing more | than man,
           ,    2       ,          ,
      And aft|er that trust | to thee.
 
CAMILLO
                                        ,           ,
                                      Have you | thought on
          ,           ,           ,
      A place | whereto | you'll go?
 
FLORIZEL
                                          ,    ,
                                     Not^an|y yet:
           ,      2     ,         ,    ,          ,     2->
      But as | the unthought-|on^ac|cident | is guil||ty
           ,         ,      ,    ,           ,
      To what | we wild|ly do,| so we | profess
            ,         ,          ,           ,           ,
      Ourselves | to be | the slaves | of chance,| and flies
          ,       ,           ,
      Of eve|ry wind | that blows.
 
CAMILLO
                                         ,        ,
                                  Then list | to me:
            ,         ,      2      ,       ,           ,
      This fol|lows, if | you will not | change your | purpose
           ,     ,           ,      ,      2    , 2
      But und|ergo | this^flight,| make for Si|cilia,
            ,          ,          ,       2       ,      ,
      And there | present | yourself,| and your fair | princess,
            ,      ,          ,           ,        x
      (For so | I see | she must | be) 'fore | Leontes;  ??
            ,         ,    ,        ,       ,
      She shall | be hab|ited,| as it | becomes
            ,       ,         ,         ,        ,
      The part|ner of | your bed.| Methinks | I see
         ,      ,      2      ,      ,           ,
      Leon|tes ope|ning his free | arms, and | weeping
           ,          ,       ,      2       ,        ,
      His wel|comes forth:| asks thee the | son for|giveness,
            ,       2      ,          x      ,             ,
      As 'twere | in the fath|er's person:| kisses | the hands
        2       ,       ,         ,         ,       ,
      Of your fresh | princess;| ore and | ore di|vides him,
         ,          ,  ,           2        ,             ,
      'Twixt his | unkind/ness, and his | kindness:| the one
            ,          ,          ,         ,       ,
      He chides | to hell,| and bids | the oth|er grow
        ,              ,           ,
      Faster | than thought,| or time.
 
FLORIZEL
                                        ,       ,   2
                                      Worthy | Camillo,
            ,      ,        ,    ,         ,       2->
      What col|or for | my vis|ita|tion, shall || I
            ,         x
      Hold up | before him?
 
CAMILLO
                              ,    2        ,           ,
                            Sent by the | king your | father
           ,           ,         ,         ,          ,
      To greet | him, and | to give | him com|forts. Sir,
           ,       ,          ,         ,             ,
      The man|ner of | your bear|ing towards | him, with
            ,         ,           ,        ,         x
      What you |(as from | your fath|er) shall | deliver,
         T     T    .  T          ,            ,           ,
      Things known betwixt | us three,| I'll write | you down,
            ,             ,           ,         ,      ,       ->
      The which | shall point | you forth | at eve|ry sit||ting
        ,       2      ,          ,          ,         ,
      What | you must say:| that he | shall not | perceive,
            ,          ,           ,        ,       ,
      But that | you have | your fath|er's bos|om there,
            ,          ,      ,
      And speak | his ver|y heart.
 
FLORIZEL
                                    2     ,         ,
                                   I am bound | to you:
        ,     2        ,         ,
      There is some | sap in | this.
 
CAMILLO
                                           ,            ,   2
                                     A | cause more | promising,
                 ,   ,    ,       ,          ,
      Than a / wild ded|ica|tion of | yourselves
       .  T   T    T             ,       ,           ,       o
      To unpathed wat|ers, un/dreamed shores;| most cert|ain,
          ,     ,       ,      T   T   .   T        o
      To mis|eries | enough;| no hope to help | you,  (hex with prev)
       ,    2        T    T   T         ,     x
      But as you | shake off one,| to take | another:
        ,    2      ,         ,          ,         
      Nothing so | certain,| as your | anchors,| who
      <-  ,            ,     ,        ,         ,          ,
         Do || their best | office,| if they | can but | stay you,
               ,          ,         ,       ,           ,
      Where you'll | be loath | to be:| besides | you know,
           ,     ,         ,      ,         ,
      Prosper|ity's | the ver|y bond | of love,
              ,          ,        ,            ,          x
      Whose fresh | complex|ion, and | whose^heart | together,
          ,        ,
      Afflic|tion alt|ers.
 
PERDITA
                            ,         ,          ,
                           One | of these | is true:
          ,         ,        ,        ,          ,
      I think | afflic|tion may | subdue | the cheek,
           ,          ,         ,
      But not | take^in | the mind.
 
CAMILLO
                                    ___    T   T   T
                                    Yea?| Say you so?
               ,          ,          ,         ,       T     Tx    T
      There shall | not, at | your fath|er's house,| these seven years (hex with prev)
           ,       ,       ,
      Be born | anoth|er such.
 
FLORIZEL
                                    ,     ,   2
                               My good | Camillo,
       ,           ,         ,         ,         ,
      She is | as for|ward, of | her breed|ing, as
           ,     2      ,          ,
      She is | in the rear | our birth.  \\
 
CAMILLO
         ,       ,          ,
      I can|not say,| 'tis pit|y  ????
            ,          ,          ,          ,         ,      
      She lacks | instruc|tions, for | she seems | a mistress ????
           ,           ,
      To most | that teach.
 
PERDITA
                                  ,       ,          ,
                            Your pard|on sir,| for this,
             ,            ,
      I'll blush | you thanks.
 
FLORIZEL
                                ,   ,    2        ,
                               My pret/tiest Per|dita,
          ,          ,          ,       ,      ,  2
      But O,| the thorns | we stand | upon:| (Camillo)
          ,       ,        ,       ,        ,
      Preserv|er of | my fath|er, now | of me,
           ,   2     ,         ,           ,         ,
      The med|icine of | our house:| how shall | we do?
                ,    ,          ,       ,  2     ,
      We are / not furn|ished like | Bohe|mia's son,
            ,         ,      2   ,   ,
      Nor shall | appear | in Sicil|ia.
 
CAMILLO
                                             ,
                                        My lord,
        T    T   .   T        ,           ,         ,       2->
      Fear none of this:| I think | you know | my fort||unes
          ,     T    T     .   T         ,        ,
      Do all | lie there: it shall | be so | my care,
           ,         ,     ,       ,         x
      To have | you roy|ally | appoint|ed, as if
            ,           ,           ,          ,        ,
      The scene | you play,| were mine.| For inst|ance sir,
        ,     2        ,          ,          T    T    T
      That you may | know you | shall not^|want: one word.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Ha, ha, what a fool Honesty is? and Trust (his sworn brother) a very simple gentleman. I have sold all my trumpery: not a counterfeit stone, not a ribbon, glass, pomander, brooch, table-book, ballad, knife, tape, glove, shoe-tie, bracelet, horn-ring, to keep my pack from fasting: they throng who should buy first, as if my trinkets had been hallowed, and brought a benediction to the buyer: by which means, I saw whose purse was best in picture; and what I saw, to my good use, I remembered. My clown (who wants but something to be a reasonable man) grew so in love with the wenches' song, that he would not stir his pettitoes, till he had both tune and words, which so drew the rest of the herd to me, that all their other senses stuck in ears: you might have pinched a placket, it was senseless; 'twas nothing to geld a codpiece of a purse: I could have filed keys off that hung in chains: no hearing, no feeling, but my sir's song, and admiring the nothing of it. So that in this time of lethargy, I picked and cut most of their festival purses: and had not the old man come in with a whoo-bub against his daughter, and the king's son, and scared my choughs from the chaff, I had not left a purse alive in the whole army.
 
CAMILLO
       ,      2      ,         ,          T    Tx     T
      Nay, but my | letters | by this | means being there
           ,        ,        ,            ,            ,
      So soon | as you | arrive,| shall clear | that doubt.
 
FLORIZEL
            ,             ,          ,           ,       ,      2->
      And those | that you'll | procure | from King | Leon||tes?
 
CAMILLO
             ,     ,          ,
      Shall sat|isfy | your fath|er.
 
PERDITA
                                     ,      ,        ->
                                    Hap|py be || you:
       ,        2      ,             ,
      All | that you speak,| shows^fair.
 
CAMILLO
                                               ,         ,
                                         Who^have | we here?
              ,         ,      ,         ,      ,
      We'll make | an inst|rument | of this:| omit
        ,             ,        ,
      Nothing | may give | us aid.  \\
 
AUTOLYCUS
       ,     2        ,     ,         ,           ,
      If they have | over|heard me | now: why | hanging.
 
CAMILLO
           ,          ,
      How now |(good fel|low)  \\
             ,           ,     T   T    T    oo
      Why shakst | thou so?| Fear not (man)|
         ,          ,      ,            ,    oo
      Here's no | harm in|tended | to thee.|
 
AUTOLYCUS
I am a poor fellow, sir.
 
CAMILLO
Why, be so still: here's nobody will steal that from thee: yet for the outside of thy poverty, we must make an exchange: therefore discase thee instantly (thou must think there's a necessity in it) and change garments with this gentleman: though the pennyworth (on his side) be the worst, yet hold thee, there's some boot.
 
AUTOLYCUS
I am a poor fellow, sir. (I know ye well enough.)
 
CAMILLO
Nay prithee dispatch: the gentleman is half flayed already.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Are you in earnest, sir? (I smell the trick on it.)
 
FLORIZEL
Dispatch, I prithee.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Indeed, I have had earnest, but I cannot with conscience take it.
 
CAMILLO
           x          x
      Unbuckle,| unbuckle.  \\
       ,          ,          ,         ,     ,
      Fortu|nate mist|ress (let | my proph|ecy
             ,        ,         ,        ,          ,
      Come home | to ye)| you must | retire | yourself
       2     ,     ,         ,           T     T     T
      Into some | covert;| take your | sweetheart's hat
            ,         ,           ,      ,              ,
      And pluck | it ore | your brows,| muffle | your face,
           ,      ,     ,     2       ,        ,
      Dismant|le you,| and (as you | can) dis|liken
            ,                ,    ,         ,         ,
      The truth | of your / own seem|ing, that | you may
           ,        ,          ,            ,   ,
      (For I | do fear | eyes^ov|er) to / shipboard
           ,      ,
      Get un|descried.
 
PERDITA
                         ,          ,         ,
                      I see | the play | so lies,
           ,          ,        ,
      That I | must bear | a part.
 
CAMILLO
                                      ,    ,
                                  No rem|edy:
        ,          ,        2
      Have you | done there?
 
FLORIZEL
                                      ,         ,         ,
                             Should | I now | meet my | father,
           ,           ,        ,
      He would | not call | me son. \\
 
CAMILLO
       ,                 ,     T  T
      Nay, you | shall have | no hat:
      <-  T     ,        ,          ,           ,
        Come | lady,|| come: Fare|well (my | friend).
 
AUTOLYCUS
          ,         oo
      A|dieu, sir.|
 
FLORIZEL
      ,      ,       ,              ,         ,
      O Per|dita:| what have | we twain | forgot?
        ,            ,
      Pray you | a word.  \\
 
CAMILLO
           ,        ,           ,        ,          ,
      What I | do next,| shall be | to tell | the king
           ,       ,           ,        ,          ,
      Of this | escape,| and whith|er they | are bound;
            ,        ,        ,          ,        ,
      Wherein,| my hope | is, I | shall so | prevail,
           ,          ,       ,           ,    ,
      To force | him aft|er: in | whose comp|any
          ,         ,       ,   2          ,     ,
      I shall | review | Sicil|ia; for / whose sight,
          ,       ,         ,
      I have | a wom|an's long|ing.
 
FLORIZEL
                                    ,            x
                                   For|tune speed us:
            ,        ,     ,           2       ,    ,
      Thus we | set on | (Camil|lo)| to the / sea-side.
 
CAMILLO
            ,        ,          ,
      The swift|er speed,| the bet|ter.  \\
 
[Exeunt FLORIZEL, PERDITA, and CAMILLO]
 
AUTOLYCUS
I understand the business, I hear it: to have an open ear, a quick eye, and a nimble hand, is necessary for a cut-purse; a good nose is requisite also, to smell out work for the other senses. I see this is the time that the unjust man doth thrive. What an exchange had this been, without boot? What a boot is here, with this exchange? Sure the gods do this year connive at us, and we may do anything extempore. The prince himself is about a piece of iniquity (stealing away from his father, with his clog at his heels): if I thought it were a piece of honesty to acquaint the king withal, I would not do it: I hold it the more knavery, to conceal it; and therein am I constant to my profession. Aside, aside, here is more matter for a hot brain: every lane's end, every shop, church, session, hanging, yields a careful man work.
 
[Enter Clown and Shepherd]
 
CLOWN
See, see: what a man you are now? There is no other way, but to tell the king she's a changeling, and none of your flesh and blood.
 
SHEPHERD
Nay, but hear me.
 
CLOWN
Nay; but hear me.
 
SHEPHERD
Go to then.
 
CLOWN
She being none of your flesh and blood, your flesh and blood has not offended the king, and so your flesh and blood is not to be punished by him. Show those things you found about her (those secret things, all but what she has with her): this being done, let the law go whistle: I warrant you.
 
SHEPHERD
I will tell the king all, every word, yea, and his son's pranks too; who, I may say, is no honest man, neither to his father, nor to me, to go about to make me the king's brother-in-law.
 
CLOWN
Indeed brother-in-law was the farthest off you could have been to him, and then your blood had been the dearer, by I know how much an ounce.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Very wisely (puppies).
 
SHEPHERD
Well: let us to the king: there is that in this fardel, will make him scratch his beard.
 
AUTOLYCUS
I know not what impediment this complaint may be to the flight of my master.
 
CLOWN
Pray heartily he be at palace.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance: let me pocket up my pedlar's excrement. How now (rustics) whither are you bound?
 
SHEPHERD
To the palace (and it like your worship).
 
AUTOLYCUS
Your affairs there? what? with whom? the condition of that fardel? the place of your dwelling? your names? your ages? of what having? breeding, and any thing that is fitting to be known, discover?
 
CLOWN
We are but plain fellows, sir.
 
AUTOLYCUS
A lie; you are rough, and hairy: Let me have no lying; it becomes none but tradesmen, and they often give us (soldiers) the lie, but we pay them for it with stamped coin, not stabbing steel, therefore they do not give us the lie.
 
CLOWN
Your worship had like to have given us one, if you had not taken yourself with the manner.
 
SHEPHERD
Are you a courtier, and it like you sir?
 
AUTOLYCUS
Whether it like me, or no, I am a courtier. Seest thou not the air of the court, in these enfoldings? hath not my gait in it, the measure of the court? Receives not thy nose court-odor from me? reflect I not on thy baseness court-contempt? Thinkest thou, for that I insinuate, or toaze from thee thy business, I am therefore no courtier? I am courtier cap-a-pe; and one that will either push on, or pluck back, thy business there: whereupon I command thee to open thy affair.
 
SHEPHERD
My business, sir, is to the king.
 
AUTOLYCUS
What advocate hast thou to him?
 
SHEPHERD
I know not (and it like you).
 
CLOWN
Advocate's the court-word for a pheasant: say you have none.
 
SHEPHERD
None, sir; I have no pheasant cock, nor hen.
 
AUTOLYCUS
             ,           ,         ,          ,      ,
      How blessed | are we,| that are | not simp|le men?
           ,        ,            ,              ,    ,
      Yet nat|ure might | have made | me as / these are,
        ,         ,         ,        ,
      Therefore | I will | not dis|dain.  \\
 
CLOWN
This cannot be but a great courtier.
 
SHEPHERD
His garments are rich, but he wears them not handsomely.
 
CLOWN
He seems to be the more noble, in being fantastical: A great man, I'll warrant; I know by the picking on his teeth.
 
AUTOLYCUS
The fardel there? what's in the fardel? Wherefore that box?
 
SHEPHERD
Sir, there lies such secrets in this fardel and box, which none must know but the king, and which he shall know within this hour, if I may come to the speech of him.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Age, thou hast lost thy labor.
 
SHEPHERD
Why sir?
 
AUTOLYCUS
The king is not at the palace, he is gone aboard a new ship, to purge melancholy, and air himself: for, if thou beest capable of things serious, thou must know the king is full of grief.
 
SHEPHERD
So 'tis said (sir): about his son, that should have married a shepherd's daughter.
 
AUTOLYCUS
If that shepherd be not in hand-fast, let him fly; the curses he shall have, the tortures he shall feel, will break the back of man, the heart of monster.
 
CLOWN
Think you so, sir?
 
AUTOLYCUS
Not he alone shall suffer what wit can make heavy, and vengeance bitter; but those that are germane to him (though removed fifty times) shall all come under the hangman: which, though it be great pity, yet it is necessary. An old sheep-whistling rogue, a ram-tender, to offer to have his daughter come into grace? Some say he shall be stoned: but that death is too soft for him (say I): draw our throne into a sheep-cote? all deaths are too few, the sharpest too easy.
 
CLOWN
Has the old man ere a son sir (do you hear) and it like you, sir?
 
AUTOLYCUS
He has a son: who shall be flayed alive, then 'nointed over with honey, set on the head of a wasp's nest, then stand till he be three quarters and a dram dead; then recovered again with aqua-vitae, or some other hot infusion: then, raw as he is (and in the hottest day prognostication proclaims) shall be be set against a brick-wall, (the sun looking with a southward eye upon him; where he is to behold him, with flies blown to death). But what talk we of these traitorly rascals, whose miseries are to be smiled at, their offenses being so capital? Tell me (for you seem to be honest plain men) what you have to the king: being something gently considered, I'll bring you where he is aboard, tender your persons to his presence, whisper him in your behalfs; and if it be in man, besides the king, to effect your suits, here is man shall do it.
 
CLOWN
He seems to be of great authority: close with him, give him gold; and though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft led by the nose with gold: show the inside of your purse to the outside of his hand, and no more ado. Remember stoned, and flayed alive.
 
SHEPHERD
And it please you (sir) to undertake the business for us, here is that gold I have: I'll make it as much more, and leave this young man in pawn, till I bring it you.
 
AUTOLYCUS
After I have done what I promised?
 
SHEPHERD
Aye sir.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Well, give me the moiety: Are you a party in this business?
 
CLOWN
In some sort, sir: but though my case be a pitiful one, I hope I shall not be flayed out of it.
 
AUTOLYCUS
Oh, that's the case of the shepherd's son: hang him, he'll be made an example.
 
CLOWN
Comfort, good comfort: We must to the king, and show our strange sights: he must know 'tis none of your daughter, nor my sister: we are gone else. Sir, I will give you as much as this old man does, when the business is performed, and remain (as he says) your pawn till it be brought you.
 
AUTOLYCUS
I will trust you. Walk before toward the seaside, go on the right hand, I will but look upon the hedge, and follow you.
 
CLOWN
We are blessed, in this man: as I may say, even blessed.
 
SHEPHERD
Let's before, as he bids us: he was provided to do us good.
 
AUTOLYCUS
If I had a mind to be honest, I see Fortune would not suffer me: she drops booties in my mouth. I am courted now with a double occasion: gold, and a means to do the prince my master good; which, who knows how that may turn back to my advancement? I will bring these two moles, these blind ones, aboard him. if he think it fit to shore them again, and that the complaint they have to the king, concerns him nothing, let him call me rogue, for being so far officious, for I am proof against that title, and what shame else belongs to it: To him will I present them, there may be matter in it.
 
[Exit]

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