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The Winter's Tale (Folio 1, 1623)
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1761and yet it will no more but abide.
1765sonne, and married a Tinkers wife, within a Mile where
1768call him Autolicus.
1769Clo. Out vpon him: Prig, for my life Prig: he haunts
1770Wakes, Faires, and Beare-baitings.
1772put me into this apparrell.
1773Clo. Not a more cowardly Rogue in all Bohemia; If
1774you had but look'd bigge, and spit at him, hee'ld haue
1775runne.
1777false of heart that way, & that he knew I warrant him.
1778Clo. How do you now?
1781ly towards my Kinsmans.
1782Clo. Shall I bring thee on the way?
1787nough to purchase your Spice: Ile be with you at your
1789another, and the sheere
rs proue sheepe, let me be vnrold,
1790and my name put in the booke of Vertue.
Song. Iog-on, Iog-on, the foot-path way,
1792 And merrily hent the Stile-a:
1793 A merry heart goes all the day,
Exit.
1795Scena Quarta.
1796Enter Florizell, Perdita, Shepherd, Clowne, Polixenes, Ca-
1797millo, Mopsa, Dorcas, Seruants, Autolicus.
1799Do's giue a life: no Shepherdesse, but Flora
1801Is as a meeting of the petty Gods,
1802And you the Queene on't.
1803Perd. Sir: my gracious Lord,
1804To chide at your extreames, it not becomes me:
1805(Oh pardon, that I name them:) your high selfe
1806The gracious marke o'th' Land, you haue obscur'd
1807With a Swaines wearing: and me (poore lowly Maide)
1809In euery Messe, haue folly; and the Feeders
1815Thy Fathers ground.
1818Hath not beene vs'd to feare:) euen now I tremble
1819To thinke your Father, by some accident
1820Should passe this way, as you did: Oh the Fates,
1822Vildely bound vp? What would he say? Or how
1823Should I (in these my borrowed Flaunts) behold
1825Flo. Apprehend
1826Nothing but iollity: the Goddes themselues
1827(Humbling their Deities to loue) haue taken
1829Became a Bull, and bellow'd: the greene Neptune
1830A Ram, and bleated: and the Fire-roab'd-God
1831Golden Apollo, a poore humble Swaine,
1833Were neuer for a peece of beauty, rarer,
1835Run not before mine honor: nor my Lusts
1836Burne hotter then my Faith.
1837Perd. O but Sir,
1838Your resolution cannot hold, when 'tis
1839Oppos'd (as it must be) by th' powre of the King:
1842Or I my life.
1844With these forc'd thoughts, I prethee darken not
1845The Mirth o'th' Feast: Or Ile be thine (my Faire)
1846Or not my Fathers. For I cannot be
1847Mine owne, nor any thing to any, if
1851That you behold the while. Your guests are comming:
1852Lift vp your countenance, as it were the day
1853Of celebration of that nuptiall, which
1855Perd. O Lady Fortune,
1856Stand you auspicious.
1859And let's be red with mirth.
1860Shep. Fy (daughter) when my old wife liu'd: vpon
1861This day, she was both Pantler, Butler, Cooke,
1862Both Dame and Seruant: Welcom'd all: seru'd all,
1864At vpper end o'th Table; now, i'th middle:
1866With labour, and the thing she tooke to quench it
1867She would to each one sip. You are retyred,
1868As if you were a feasted one: and not
1870These vnknowne friends to's welcome, for it is
1871A way to make vs better Friends, more knowne.
1876Perd. Sir, welcome:
1877It is my Fathers will, I should take on mee
1879Giue me those Flowres there (Dorcas.) Reuerend Sirs,
1881Seeming, and sauour all the Winter long:
1882Grace, and Remembrance be to you both,
1883And welcome to our Shearing.
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