These your unusual weeds to each part of you

4.4.21799Does give a life -- no shepherdess, but Flora

4.4.31800Peering in April's front. This your sheep-shearing

4.4.41801Is as a meeting of the petty gods,

4.4.51802And you the queen on't.

And you the queen on't. Sir, my gracious lord,

4.4.61804To chide at your extremes it not becomes me.

4.4.71805Oh pardon that I name them! Your high self,

4.4.81806The gracious mark o'th'land, you have obscured

4.4.91807With a swain's wearing, and me, poor lowly maid,

4.4.101808Most goddess-like pranked up! But that our feasts

4.4.111809In every mess have folly and the feeders

4.4.121810Digest it with a custom, I should blush

4.4.131811To see you so attired, swoon I think,

4.4.141812To show myself a glass.

To show myself a glass. I bless the time

4.4.151814When my good falcon made her flight across

4.4.161815Thy father's ground.

Thy father's ground. Now Jove afford you cause!

4.4.171817To me the difference forges dread; your greatness

4.4.181818Hath not been used to fear. Even now I tremble

4.4.191819To think your father by some accident

4.4.201820Should pass this way, as you did. Oh, the Fates!

4.4.211821How would he look to see his work, so noble,

4.4.221822Vilely bound up? What would he say? Or how

4.4.231823Should I, in these my borrowed flaunts, behold

4.4.241824The sternness of his presence?

The sternness of his presence? Apprehend

4.4.251826Nothing but jollity. The gods themselves,

4.4.261827Humbling their deities to love, have taken

4.4.271828The shapes of beasts upon them. Jupiter

4.4.281829Became a bull and bellowed; the green Neptune

4.4.291830A ram and bleated; and the fire-robed god

4.4.301831Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain,

4.4.311832As I seem now. Their transformations

4.4.321833Were never for a piece of beauty rarer,

4.4.331834Nor in a way so chaste, since my desires

4.4.341835Run not before mine honor, nor my lusts

4.4.351836Burn hotter than my faith.

Burn hotter than my faith. O but sir,

4.4.361838Your resolution cannot hold when 'tis

4.4.371839Opposed, as it must be, by th' power of the king.

4.4.381840One of these two must be necessities

4.4.391841Which then will speak that you must change this purpose,

4.4.401842Or I my life.

Or I my life. Thou dearest Perdita,

4.4.411844With these forced thoughts I prithee darken not

4.4.421845The mirth o'th'feast, or I'll be thine, my fair,

4.4.431846Or not my father's. For I cannot be

4.4.441847Mine own nor anything to any if

4.4.451848I be not thine. To this I am most constant,

4.4.461849Though destiny say no. Be merry, gentle,

4.4.471850Strangle such thoughts as these with anything

4.4.481851That you behold the while. Your guests are coming.

4.4.491852Lift up your countenance as it were the day

4.4.501853Of celebration of that nuptial which

4.4.511854We two have sworn shall come.

We two have sworn shall come. O Lady Fortune,

4.4.521856Stand you auspicious!

Stand you auspicious! See, your guests approach.

4.4.531858Address yourself to entertain them sprightly,

4.4.541859And let's be red with mirth.

And let's be red with mirth. Fie, daughter, when my old wife lived, upon

4.4.551861This day she was both pantler, butler, cook,

4.4.561862Both dame and servant: welcomed all; served all;

4.4.571863Would sing her song, and dance her turn; now here

4.4.581864At upper end o'th table; now, i'th middle;

4.4.591865On his shoulder, and his; her face o' fire

4.4.601866With labor, and the thing she took to quench it

4.4.611867She would to each one sip. You are retired

4.4.621868As if you were a feasted one and not

4.4.631869The hostess of the meeting. Pray you, bid

4.4.641870These unknown friends to's welcome, for it is

4.4.651871A way to make us better friends, more known.

4.4.661872Come, quench your blushes and present yourself

4.4.671873That which you are, mistress o'th' feast. Come on,

4.4.681874And bid us welcome to your sheep-shearing,

4.4.691875As your good flock shall prosper.

As your good flock shall prosper. [To Polixenes] Sir, welcome.

4.4.701877It is my father's will I should take on me

4.4.711878The hostess-ship o'th'day;

[To Camillo] You're welcome, sir.

4.4.721879Give me those flowers there, Dorcas. Reverend sirs,

4.4.731880For you, there's rosemary and rue; these keep

4.4.741881Seeming and savor all the winter long.

4.4.751882Grace and remembrance be to you both

4.4.761883And welcome to our shearing.

And welcome to our shearing. Shepherdess,

4.4.771885A fair one are you. Well you fit our ages

4.4.781886With flowers of winter.

With flowers of winter. Sir, the year growing ancient,

4.4.791888Not yet on summer's death nor on the birth

4.4.801889Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o'th' season

4.4.811890Are our carnations and streaked gillyvors,

4.4.821891Which some call nature's bastards. Of that kind

4.4.831892Our rustic garden's barren, and I care not

4.4.841893To get slips of them.

To get slips of them. Wherefore, gentle maiden,

4.4.851895Do you neglect them?

Do you neglect them? For I have heard it said

4.4.861897There is an art which in their piedness shares

4.4.871898With great creating nature.

With great creating nature. Say there be,

4.4.881900Yet nature is made better by no mean

4.4.891901But nature makes that mean. So over that art

4.4.901902Which you say adds to nature is an art

4.4.911903That nature makes; you see, sweet maid, we marry

4.4.921904A gentler scion to the wildest stock,

4.4.931905And make conceive a bark of baser kind

4.4.941906By bud of nobler race. This is an art

4.4.951907Which does mend nature; change it rather, but

4.4.961908The art itself is nature.

The art itself is nature. So it is.

Then make your garden rich in gillyvors,

4.4.981911And do not call them bastards.

And do not call them bastards. I'll not put

4.4.991913The dibble in earth to set one slip of them,

4.4.1001914No more than, were I painted, I would wish

4.4.1011915This youth should say 'twere well, and only therefore

4.4.1021916Desire to breed by me. Here's flowers for you:

4.4.1031917Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram,

4.4.1041918The marigold that goes to bed with' sun,

4.4.1051919And with him rises, weeping. These are flowers

4.4.1061920Of middle summer, and I think they are given

4.4.1071921To men of middle age. You're very welcome.

I should leave grazing were I of your flock,

4.4.1091923And only live by gazing.

And only live by gazing. Out, alas!

4.4.1101925You'd be so lean that blasts of January

4.4.1111926Would blow you through and through.

[To Florizel] Now, my fair'st friend,

4.4.1121927I would I had some flowers o'th'spring that might

4.4.1131928Become your time of day; [To the sheperdesses] and yours, and yours,

4.4.1141929That wear upon your virgin branches yet

4.4.1151930Your maidenheads growing -- O Proserpina,

4.4.1161931For the flowers now that frighted, thou let'st fall

4.4.1171932From Dis's wagon! Daffodils,

4.4.1181933That come before the swallow dares, and take

4.4.1191934The winds of March with beauty; violets dim,

4.4.1201935But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes

4.4.1211936Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses

4.4.1221937That die unmarried ere they can behold

4.4.1231938Bright Phoebus in his strength, a malady

4.4.1241939Most incident to maids; bold oxlips, and

4.4.1251940The crown imperial; lillies of all kinds,

4.4.1261941The flower-de-luce being one. Oh, these I lack

4.4.1271942To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend,

4.4.1281943To strew him o'er and o'er.

To strew him o'er and o'er. What? like a corpse?

No, like a bank for love to lie and play on,

4.4.1301946Not like a corpse; or if, not to be buried,

4.4.1311947But quick, and in mine arms. Come, take your flowers.

4.4.1321948Methinks I play as I have seen them do

4.4.1331949In Whitson pastorals. Sure this robe of mine

4.4.1341950Does change my disposition.

Does change my disposition. What you do

4.4.1351952Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet,

4.4.1361953I'd have you do it ever; when you sing,

4.4.1371954I'd have you buy and sell so; so give alms,

4.4.1381955Pray so, and for the ordering your affairs,

4.4.1391956To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you

4.4.1401957A wave o'th sea that you might ever do

4.4.1411958Nothing but that; move still, still so,

4.4.1421959And own no other function. Each your doing,

4.4.1431960So singular in each particular,

4.4.1441961Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds,

4.4.1451962That all your acts are queen's.

That all your acts are queen's. O Doricles,

4.4.1461964Your praises are too large, but that your youth

4.4.1471965And the true blood which peeps fairly through't

4.4.1481966Do plainly give you out an unstained shepherd,

4.4.1491967With wisdom I might fear, my Doricles,

4.4.1501968You wooed me the false way.

You wooed me the false way. I think you have

4.4.1511970As little skill to fear as I have purpose

4.4.1521971To put you to't. But come, our dance I pray.

4.4.1531972Your hand, my Perdita -- so turtles pair

4.4.1541973That never mean to part.

That never mean to part. I'll swear for 'em.

[To Camillo This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever

4.4.1561976Ran on the greensward. Nothing she does or seems

4.4.1571977But smacks of something greater than herself,

4.4.1581978Too noble for this place.

Too noble for this place. He tells her something

4.4.1591980That makes her blood look on't. Good sooth, she is

4.4.1601981The queen of curds and cream.

[To musicians] Come on! Strike up!

Mopsa must be your mistress? Marry, garlic 1984to mend her kissing with!

Now, in good time!

Not a word, a word; we stand upon our manners. 1987Come, strike up!

Pray, good shepherd, what fair swain is this

4.4.1661991Which dances with your daughter?

They call him Doricles and boasts himself

4.4.1681993To have a worthy feeding. But I have it

4.4.1691994Upon his own report, and I believe it;

4.4.1701995He looks like sooth. He says he loves my daughter.

4.4.1711996I think so too; for never gazed the moon

4.4.1721997Upon the water as he'll stand and read

4.4.1731998As 'twere my daughter's eyes; And to be plain,

4.4.1741999I think there is not half a kiss to choose

4.4.1752000Who loves another best.

Who loves another best. She dances featly.

So she does anything, though I report it

4.4.1772003That should be silent. If young Doricles

4.4.1782004Do light upon her, she shall bring him that

4.4.1792005Which he not dreams of.

O Master, if you did but hear the peddler at the 2007door, you would never dance again after a tabor and 2008pipe; no, the bagpipe could not move you. He sings 2009several tunes, faster than you'll tell money. He utters 2010them as he had eaten ballads, and all men's ears grew to 2011his tunes.

He could never come better; he shall come in. 2013I love a ballad but even too well, if it be doleful matter 2014merrily set down, or a very pleasant thing indeed and 2015sung lamentably.

He hath songs for man or woman of all sizes. 2017No milliner can so fit his customers with gloves. He has 2018the prettiest love songs for maids, so without bawdry 2019, which is strange, with such delicate burdens of 2020dildos and fadings, "Jump her and thump her." And where 2021some stretch-mouthed rascal would, as it were, mean 2022mischief and break a foul gap into the matter, he 2023makes the maid to answer, "Whoop, do me no harm, good 2024man"; put's him off, slights him with "Whoop, do me no 2025harm, good man."

This is a brave fellow.

Believe me, thou talkst of an admirable 2028conceited fellow. Has he any unbraided wares?

He hath ribbons of all the colors i'th 2030rainbow; points, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can 2031learnedly handle, though they come to him by th' gross; 2032inkles, caddises, cambrics, lawn; why he sings 2033'em over as they were gods or goddesses. You would 2034think a smock were a she-angel, he so chants to 2035the sleeve-hand and the work about the square on't.

Prithee bring him in, and let him approach 2037singing.

Forewarn him that he use no scurrilous words 2039in's tunes.

You have of these peddlers that have more in 2041them than you'd think, sister.

Ay, good brother, or go about to think.

If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou shouldst 2057take no money of me, but being enthralled as I am, it will 2058also be the bondage of certain ribbons and gloves.

I was promised them against the feast, but they 2060come not too late now.

He hath promised you more than that, or there 2062be liars.

He hath paid you all he promised you. Maybe 2064he has paid you more, which will shame you to give him 2065again.

Is there no manners left among maids? Will they 2067wear their plackets where they should bear their faces? 2068Is there not milking-time, when you are going to bed, 2069or kiln-hole, to whistle of these secrets, but you must 2070be tittle-tattling before all our guests? 'Tis well they are 2071whispering. Clamor your tongues and not a word more.

I have done. Come, you promised me a 2073tawdry-lace and a pair of sweet gloves.

Have I not told thee how I was cozened by the 2075way and lost all my money?

And, indeed sir, there are cozeners abroad. 2077Therefore, it behooves men to be wary.

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

I hope so, sir, for I have about me many parcels 2080of charge.

What hast here? Ballads?

Pray now, buy some. I love a ballet in print, a-life, 2083for then we are sure they are true.

Here's one to a very doleful tune, how a 2085usurer's wife was brought to bed of twenty money bags at 2086a burden, and how she longed to eat adder's heads and 2087toads carbonadoed.

Is it true, think you?

Very true, and but a month old.

Bless me from marrying a usurer!

Here's the midwife's name to't, one Mistress 2092Taleporter, and five or six honest wives that were present. 2093Why should I carry lies abroad?

Pray you now, buy it.

Come on, lay it by, and let's first see more 2096ballads. We'll buy the other things anon.

Here's another ballad of a fish that appeared 2098upon the coast on Wednesday the fourscore of April forty 2099thousand fathom above water, and sung this ballad against 2100the hard hearts of maids. It was thought she was a 2101woman and was turned into a cold fish, for she would not 2102exchange flesh with one that loved her. The ballad is very 2103pitiful and as true.

Is it true too, think you?

Five justices' hands at it, and witnesses more 2106than my pack will hold.

Lay it by, too. Another.

This is a merry ballad, but a very pretty one.

Let's have some merry ones.

Why, this is a passing merry one, and goes to the 2111tune of "Two Maids Wooing a Man". There's scarce a maid 2112westward but she sings it;'tis in request I can tell you.

We can both sing it. If thou'lt bear a part thou 2114shalt hear; 'tis in three parts.

We had the tune on't a month ago.

I can bear my part. You must know 'tis my 2117occupation. Have at it with you.

We'll have this song out anon by ourselves. My 2135father and the gentlemen are in sad talk, and we'll not trouble 2136them. Come, bring away thy pack after me. Wenches, I'll 2137buy for you both. Peddler, let's have the first choice. Follow 2138me, girls.

And you shall pay well for 'em.

[To Shepherd] Master, there is three carters, three 2146shepherds, three neatherds, three swineherds that have made 2147themselves all men of hair. They call themselves saltiers, 2148and they have a dance which the wenches say is a 2149galimaufry of gambols because they are not in't; but 2150they themselves are o'th' mind, if it be not too rough 2151for some that know little but bowling, it will please 2152plentifully.

Away! We'll none on't. Here has been too 2154much homely foolery already. I know, sir, we 2155weary you.

You weary those that refresh us. Pray, let's see 2157these four threes of herdsmen.

One three of them, by their own report, sir, 2159hath danced before the king; and not the worst of the 2160three but jumps twelve foot and a half by th'square.

Leave your prating. Since these good men are 2162pleased, let them come in, but quickly now.

Why, they stay at door, sir.

[To the Old Shepherd] O father, you'll know more of that hereafter.

4.4.2582166[To Camillo] Is it not too far gone? 'Tis time to part them.

4.4.2592167He's simple and tells much.[To Florizel] How now, fair shepherd?

4.4.2602168Your heart is full of something that does take

4.4.2612169Your mind from feasting. Sooth, when I was young

4.4.2622170And handed love, as you do, I was wont

4.4.2632171To load my she with knacks. I would have ransacked

4.4.2642172The peddler's silken treasury and have poured it

4.4.2652173To her acceptance. You have let him go

4.4.2662174And nothing marted with him. If your lass

4.4.2672175Interpretation should abuse and call this

4.4.2682176Your lack of love or bounty, you were straited

4.4.2692177For a reply, at least, if you make a care

4.4.2702178Of happy holding her.

Of happy holding her. Old sir, I know

4.4.2712180She prizes not such trifles as these are

4.4.2722181The gifts she looks from me are packed and locked

4.4.2732182Up in my heart, which I have given already,

4.4.2742183But not delivered. [To Perdita] Oh hear me breathe my life

4.4.2752184Before this ancient sir, who, it should seem,

4.4.2762185Hath sometime loved. I take thy hand, this hand,

4.4.2772186As soft as dove's down, and as white as it,

4.4.2782187Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fanned snow that's bolted

4.4.2792188By th' northern blasts twice o'er --

By th' northern blasts twice o'er -- What follows this?

4.4.2802190[To Camillo] How prettily th'young swain seems to wash

4.4.2812191The hand was fair before! [To Florizel] I have put you out.

4.4.2822192But to your protestation. Let me hear

4.4.2832193What you profess.

What you profess. Do, and be witness to't.

And this my neighbor too?

And this my neighbor too? And he, and more

4.4.2852197Than he and men -- the earth, the heavens, and all --

4.4.2862198That were I crowned the most imperial monarch,

4.4.2872199Thereof most worthy, were I the fairest youth

4.4.2882200That ever made eye swerve, had force and knowledge

4.4.2892201More than was ever man's, I would not prize them

4.4.2902202Without her love; for her, employ them all,

4.4.2912203Commend them and condemn them to her service

4.4.2922204Or to their own perdition.

Or to their own perdition. Fairly offered.

This shows a sound affection.

This shows a sound affection. But, my daughter,

4.4.2942208Say you the like to him?

Say you the like to him? I cannot speak

4.4.2952210So well, nothing so well, no, nor mean better.

4.4.2962211By th'pattern of mine own thoughts I cut out

4.4.2972212The purity of his.

The purity of his. Take hands, a bargain --

2214And friends unknown, you shall bear witness to't;

4.4.2982215I give my daughter to him and will make

4.4.2992216Her portion equal his.

Her portion equal his. Oh, that must be

4.4.3002218I'th'virtue of your daughter. One being dead,

4.4.3012219I shall have more than you can dream of yet,

4.4.3022220Enough then for your wonder. But come on,

4.4.3032221Contract us 'fore these witnesses.

Contract us 'fore these witnesses. Come, your hand --

4.4.3042223And daughter, yours.

And daughter, yours. Soft, swain, awhile, beseech you.

4.4.3052225Have you a father?

Have you a father? I have, but what of him?

Knows he of this?

Knows he of this? He neither does nor shall.

Methinks a father

4.4.3082230Is at the nuptial of his son a guest

4.4.3092231That best becomes the table. Pray you once more,

4.4.3102232Is not your father grown incapable

4.4.3112233Of reasonable affairs? Is he not stupid

4.4.3122234With age and altering rheums? Can he speak? Hear?

4.4.3132235Know man from man? Dispute his owne estate?

4.4.3142236Lies he not bed-rid, and again does nothing

4.4.3152237But what he did being childish?

But what he did being childish? No, good sir.

4.4.3162239He has his health and ampler strength indeed

4.4.3172240Than most have of his age.

Than most have of his age. By my white beard,

4.4.3182242You offer him, if this be so, a wrong

4.4.3192243Something unfilial. Reason, my son,

4.4.3202244Should choose himself a wife, but as good reason

4.4.3212245The father, all whose joy is nothing else

4.4.3222246But fair posterity, should hold some counsel

4.4.3232247In such a business.

In such a business. I yield all this;

4.4.3242249But for some other reasons, my grave sir,

4.4.3252250Which 'tis not fit you know, I not acquaint

4.4.3262251My father of this business.

My father of this business. Let him know't.

He shall not.

He shall not. Prithee let him.

He shall not. Prithee let him. No, he must not.

Let him, my son; he shall not need to grieve

4.4.3292257At knowing of thy choice.

At knowing of thy choice. Come, come, he must not.

4.4.3302259Mark our contract.

Mark our contract. [Removing disguise] Mark your divorce, young sir,

4.4.3312261Whom son I dare not call. Thou art too base

4.4.3322262To be acknowledged. Thou a scepter's heir

4.4.3332263That thus affects a sheep-hook? Thou, old traitor,

4.4.3342264I am sorry that by hanging thee I can

4.4.3352265But shorten thy life one week. And thou, fresh piece

4.4.3362266Of excellent witchcraft, whom of force must know

4.4.3372267The royal fool thou cop'st with --

The royal fool thou cop'st with -- Oh, my heart!

I'll have thy beauty scratched with briers and made

4.4.3392270More homely than thy state.[To Florizel] For thee, fond boy,

4.4.3402271If I may ever know thou dost but sigh,

4.4.3412272That thou no more shalt never see this knack, as never

4.4.3422273I mean thou shalt, we'll bar thee from succession,

4.4.3432274Not hold thee of our blood, no, not our kin,

4.4.3442275Far than Deucalion off. Mark thou my words.

4.4.3452276Follow us to the court. [To Old Shepherd] Thou, churl, for this time,

4.4.3462277Though full of our displeasure, yet we free thee

4.4.3472278From the dead blow of it. [To Perdita] And you, enchantment,

4.4.3482279Worthy enough a herdsman -- yea, him too

4.4.3492280That makes himself but for our honor therein

4.4.3502281Unworthy thee -- if ever henceforth thou

4.4.3512282These rural latches to his entrance open,

4.4.3522283Or hoop his body more with thy embraces,

4.4.3532284I will devise a death as cruel for thee

4.4.3542285As thou art tender to't.

As thou art tender to't. Even here undone!

4.4.3552287I was not much afeared, for once or twice

4.4.3562288I was about to speak and tell him plainly,

4.4.3572289The selfsame sun that shines upon his court

4.4.3582290Hides not his visage from our cottage, but

4.4.3592291Looks on alike. [To Florizel] Wilt please you, sir, be gone?

4.4.3602292I told you what would come of this. Beseech you,

4.4.3612293Of your own state take care. This dream of mine,

4.4.3622294Being now awake, I'll queen it no inch farther,

4.4.3632295But milk my ewes and weep.

But milk my ewes and weep. Why, how now, father?

4.4.3642297Speak ere thou diest.

Speak ere thou diest. I cannot speak, nor think,

4.4.3652299Nor dare to know that which I know.[To Florizel] O sir,

4.4.3662300You have undone a man of fourscore-three,

4.4.3672301That thought to fill his grave in quiet, yea,

4.4.3682302To die upon the bed my father died,

4.4.3692303To lie close by his honest bones; but now

4.4.3702304Some hangman must put on my shroud and lay me

4.4.3712305Where no priest shovels in dust.[To Perdita] O, cursèd wretch,

4.4.3722306That knew'st this was the prince and wouldst adventure

4.4.3732307To mingle faith with him! Undone, undone!

4.4.3742308If I might die within this hour, I have lived

4.4.3752309To die when I desire.

To die when I desire. [To Camillo] Why look you so upon me?

4.4.3762311I am but sorry, not afeared; delayed,

4.4.3772312But nothing altered. What I was, I am,

4.4.3782313More straining on for plucking back, not following

4.4.3792314My leash unwillingly.

My leash unwillingly. Gracious, my lord,

4.4.3802316You know your father's temper; at this time

4.4.3812317He will allow no speech, which I do guess

4.4.3822318You do not purpose to him, and as hardly

4.4.3832319Will he endure your sight as yet, I fear.

4.4.3842320Then, till the fury of his highness settle,

4.4.3852321Come not before him.

Come not before him. I not purpose it.

4.4.3862323I think, Camillo?

I think, Camillo? [removing disguise] Even he, my lord.

How often have I told you 'twould be thus?

4.4.3882326How often said my dignity would last

4.4.3892327But till 'twere known?

But till 'twere known? It cannot fail but by

4.4.3902329The violation of my faith, and then

4.4.3912330Let nature crush the sides o'th earth together

4.4.3922331And mar the seeds within. Lift up thy looks.

4.4.3932332From my succession wipe me, father! I

4.4.3942333Am heir to my affection.

Am heir to my affection. Be advised.

I am, and by my fancy; if my reason

4.4.3962336Will thereto be obedient, I have reason.

4.4.3972337If not, my senses, better pleased with madness,

4.4.3982338Do bid it welcome.

Do bid it welcome. This is desperate, sir.

So call it, but it does fulfill my vow.

4.4.4002341I needs must think it honesty. Camillo,

4.4.4012342Not for Bohemia, nor the pomp that may

4.4.4022343Be thereat gleaned, for all the sun sees or

4.4.4032344The close earth wombs or the profound seas hides

4.4.4042345In unknown fathoms, will I break my oath

4.4.4052346To this my fair beloved. Therefore, I pray you,

4.4.4062347As you have ever been my father's honored friend,

4.4.4072348When he shall miss me, as in faith I mean not

4.4.4082349To see him anymore, cast your good counsels

4.4.4092350Upon his passion. Let myself and Fortune

4.4.4102351Tug for the time to come. This you may know

4.4.4112352And so deliver: I am put to sea

4.4.4122353With her who here I cannot hold on shore,

4.4.4132354And most opportune to her need, I have

4.4.4142355A vessel rides fast by, but not prepared

4.4.4152356For this design. What course I mean to hold

4.4.4162357Shall nothing benefit your knowledge nor

4.4.4172358Concern me the reporting.

Concern me the reporting. O my lord,

4.4.4182360I would your spirit were easier for advice

4.4.4192361Or stronger for your need.

Or stronger for your need. Hark, Perdita --

4.4.4202363[To Camillo] I'll hear you by and by.

[To Camillo] I'll hear you by and by. He's irremoveable,

4.4.4212365Resolved for flight. Now were I happy if

4.4.4222366His going I could frame to serve my turn,

4.4.4232367Save him from danger, do him love and honor,

4.4.4242368Purchase the sight again of dear Sicilia,

4.4.4252369And that unhappy king, my master, whom

4.4.4262370I so much thirst to see.

I so much thirst to see. [Florizel steps forward] Now, good Camillo,

4.4.4272372I am so fraught with curious business that

4.4.4282373I leave out ceremony.

I leave out ceremony. Sir, I think

4.4.4292375You have heard of my poor services i'th'love

4.4.4302376That I have borne your father?

That I have borne your father? Very nobly

4.4.4312378Have you deserved. It is my father's music

4.4.4322379To speak your deeds, not little of his care

4.4.4332380To have them recompensed as thought on.

To have them recompensed as thought on. Well, my lord,

4.4.4342382If you may please to think I love the king

4.4.4352383And through him, what's nearest to him, which is

4.4.4362384Your gracious self, embrace but my direction,

4.4.4372385If your more ponderous and settled project

4.4.4382386May suffer alteration. On mine honor,

4.4.4392387I'll point you where you shall have such receiving

4.4.4402388As shall become your highness, where you may

4.4.4412389Enjoy your mistress, from the whom I see

4.4.4422390There's no disjunction to be made but by --

4.4.4432391As heavens forfend -- your ruin. Marry her,

4.4.4442392And, with my best endeavors in your absence,

4.4.4452393Your discontenting father strive to qualify

4.4.4462394And bring him up to liking.

And bring him up to liking. How, Camillo,

4.4.4472396May this, almost a miracle, be done,

4.4.4482397That I may call thee something more than man,

4.4.4492398And after that trust to thee?

And after that trust to thee? Have you thought on

4.4.4502400A place whereto you'll go?

A place whereto you'll go? Not any yet.

4.4.4512402But as th'unthought-on accident is guilty

4.4.4522403To what we wildly do, so we profess

4.4.4532404Ourselves to be the slaves of chance and flies

4.4.4542405Of every wind that blows.

Of every wind that blows. Then list to me!

4.4.4552407This follows, if you will not change your purpose

4.4.4562408But undergo this flight; make for Sicilia

4.4.4572409And there present yourself and your fair princess,

4.4.4582410For so I see she must be 'fore Leontes

4.4.4592411She shall be habited as it becomes

4.4.4602412The partner of your bed. Methinks I see

4.4.4612413Leontes opening his free arms and weeping

4.4.4622414His welcomes forth; asks thee there, "Son, forgiveness"

4.4.4632415As 'twere i'th' father's person; kisses the hands

4.4.4642416Of your fresh princess; o'er and o'er divides him

4.4.4652417'Twixt his unkindness and his kindness. Th'one

4.4.4662418He chides to hell and bids the other grow

4.4.4672419Faster than thought or time.

Faster than thought or time. Worthy Camillo,

4.4.4682421What color for my visitation shall I

4.4.4692422Hold up before him?

Hold up before him? Sent by the king your father

4.4.4702424To greet him, and to give him comforts. Sir,

4.4.4712425The manner of your bearing towards him, with

4.4.4722426What you, as from your father, shall deliver --

4.4.4732427Things known betwixt us three -- I'll write you down,

4.4.4742428The which shall point you forth at every sitting

4.4.4752429What you must say, that he shall not perceive

4.4.4762430But that you have your father's bosom there

4.4.4772431And speak his very heart.

And speak his very heart. I am bound to you.

4.4.4782433There is some sap in this.

There is some sap in this. A course more promising

4.4.4792435Than a wild dedication of yourselves

4.4.4802436To unpathed waters, undreamed shores; most certain

4.4.4812437To miseries enough; no hope to help you,

4.4.4822438But as you shake off one to take another;

4.4.4832439Nothing so certain as your anchors, who

4.4.4842440Do their best office if they can but stay you

4.4.4852441Where you'll be loath to be. Besides, you know

4.4.4862442Prosperity's the very bond of love,

4.4.4872443Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together

4.4.4882444Affliction alters.

Affliction alters. One of these is true:

4.4.4892446I think affliction may subdue the cheek

4.4.4902447But not take in the mind.

But not take in the mind. Yea? Say you so?

4.4.4912449There shall not at your father's house these seven years

4.4.4922450Be born another such.

Be born another such. My good Camillo,

4.4.4932452She's as forward of her breeding as

4.4.4942453She is i'th'rear our birth.

She is i'th'rear our birth. I cannot say 'tis pity

4.4.4952455She lacks instructions, for she seems a mistress

4.4.4962456To most that teach.

To most that teach. Your pardon, sir. For this,

4.4.4972458I'll blush you thanks.

I'll blush you thanks. My prettiest Perdita!

4.4.4982460But, Oh, the thorns we stand upon! Camillo,

4.4.4992461Preserver of my father -- now of me --

4.4.5002462The medicine of our house, how shall we do?

4.4.5012463We are not furnished like Bohemia's son

4.4.5022464Nor shall appear in Sicilia.

Nor shall appear in Sicilia. My lord,

4.4.5032466Fear none of this. I think you know my fortunes

4.4.5042467Do all lie there. It shall be so my care

4.4.5052468To have you royally appointed, as if

4.4.5062469The scene you play were mine. For instance, sir,

4.4.5072470That you may know you shall not want, one word --

Ha, ha! What a fool honesty is! And trust, his 2473sworn brother, a very simple gentleman. I have sold 2474all my trumpery. Not a counterfeit stone, not a ribbon, 2475glass, pomander, brooch, table-book, ballad, knife, 2476tape, glove, shoe-tie, bracelet, horn-ring, to keep 2477my pack from fasting. They throng who should buy first, 2478as if my trinkets had been hallowed and brought a 2479benediction to the buyer, by which means I saw whose 2480purse was best in picture, and what I saw, to my good 2481use I remembered. My clown, who wants but 2482something to be a reasonable man, grew so in love with the 2483wenches' song that he would not stir his pettitoes 2484till he had both tune and words, which so drew the rest 2485of the herd to me that all their other senses stuck in 2486ears. You might have pinched a placket, it was 2487senseless;'twas nothing to geld a codpiece of a purse. I 2488would have filed keys off that hung in chains. No 2489hearing, no feeling, but my sir's song, and admiring the 2490nothing of it. So that in this time of lethargy, I picked 2491and cut most of their festival purses and had not the 2492old man come in with a hubbub against his 2493daughter and the king's son, and scared my choughs from 2494the chaff, I had not left a purse alive in the whole 2495army.

[To Florizel and Perdita] Nay, but my letters, by this means being there

4.4.5102497So soon as you arrive, shall clear that doubt.

And those that you'll procure from King Leontes?

Shall satisfy your father.

Shall satisfy your father. Happy be you!

4.4.5132501All that you speak shows fair.

All that you speak shows fair. [Noticing Autolycus] Who have we here?

4.4.5142503We'll make an instrument of this; omit

4.4.5152504Nothing may give us aide.

[Aside If they have overheard me now -- why, hanging!

How now, good fellow! 2507Why shak'st thou so? Fear not, man; 2508Here's no harm intended to thee.

I am a poor fellow, sir.

Why, be so still! Here's nobody will steal that 2511from thee. Yet for the outside of thy poverty, we must 2512make an exchange. Therefore, discase thee instantly -- thou 2513must think there's a necessity in't -- and change garments 2514with this gentleman. Though the penny-worth on his 2515side be the worst, yet hold thee, there's some boot. [Gives him money]

I am a poor fellow, sir; [Aside] I know ye well

2517enough.

Nay, prithee, dispatch -- the gentleman is half 2519flayed already.

Are you in earnest, sir? [Aside] I smell the trick on't.

Dispatch, I prithee.

Indeed, I have had earnest, but I cannot with 2523conscience take it.

Unbuckle, unbuckle.

4.4.5272525Fortunate mistress -- let my prophecy

4.4.5282526Come home to ye! -- you must retire yourself

4.4.5292527Into some covert. Take your sweetheart's hat

4.4.5302528And pluck it o'er your brows, muffle your face,

4.4.5312529Dismantle you, and -- as you can -- disliken

4.4.5322530The truth of your own seeming that you may,

4.4.5332531For I do fear eyes over, to shipboard

4.4.5342532Get undescried.

Get undescried. I see the play so lies

4.4.5352534That I must bear a part.

That I must bear a part. No remedy.

4.4.5362536 [To Florizel]Have you done there?

[To Florizel]Have you done there? Should I now meet my father,

4.4.5372538He would not call me son.

He would not call me son. Nay, you shall have no hat. [Giving hat to Perdita]

4.4.5382540Come, lady, come. Farewell, my friend.

Come, lady, come. Farewell, my friend. Adieu, sir.

O Perdita! What have we twain forgot?

4.4.5402543Pray you a word.

Pray you a word. What I do next shall be to tell the king

4.4.5412545Of this escape and whither they are bound;

4.4.5422546Wherein my hope is I shall so prevail

4.4.5432547To force him after, in whose company

4.4.5442548I shall review Sicilia, for whose sight

4.4.5452549I have a woman's longing.

I have a woman's longing. Fortune speed us!

4.4.5462551Thus we set on, Camillo, to th' seaside.

The swifter speed the better.

I understand the business; I hear it. To have an 2554open ear, a quick eye, and a nimble hand is necessary for 2555a cutpurse; a good nose is requisite also to smell out 2556work for th' other senses. I see this is the time that the 2557unjust man doth thrive. What an exchange had this been 2558without boot? What a boot is here with this exchange! 2559Sure the gods do this year connive at us, and we may 2560do anything extempore. The prince himself is about 2561a piece of iniquity, stealing away from his father with 2562his clog at his heels. If I thought it were a piece of 2563honesty to acquaint the king withal, I would not do't. I 2564hold it the more knavery to conceal it, and therein am 2565I constant to my profession.

4.4.548.22567Aside, aside -- here is more matter for a hot brain; every 2568lane's end, every shop, church, session, hanging, yields 2569a careful man work.

See, see! What a man you are now! There is no 2571other way but to tell the king she's a changeling, and 2572none of your flesh and blood.

Nay, but hear me --

Nay, but hear me!

Go to, then.

She being none of your flesh and blood, your 2577flesh and blood has not offended the king, and so your 2578flesh and blood is not to be punished by him. Show those 2579things you found about her, those secret things, all but 2580what she has with her. This being done, let the law go 2581whistle, I warrant you.

I will tell the king all, every word, yea, and his 2583son's pranks too, who -- I may say -- is no honest man, 2584neither to his father nor to me, to go about to make me 2585the king's brother-in-law.

Indeed, brother-in-law was the farthest off you 2587could have been to him, and then your blood had been 2588the dearer by I know how much an ounce.

[Aside] Very wisely, puppies!

Well! Let us to the king. There is that in this 2591fardel will make him scratch his beard.

[Aside] I know not what impediment this complaint

2593may be to the flight of my master.

Pray heartily he be at palace.

[Aside] Though I am not naturally honest, I am so 2596sometimes by chance. Let me pocket up my peddler's 2597excrement.

4.4.560.2[To the Clown and Shepherd] How now, rustics! Whither are you bound?

To th'palace, an it like your worship.

Your affairs there? What? With whom? The 2600condition of that fardel? The place of your dwelling? 2601Your names? Your ages? Of what having, breeding, and 2602anything that is fitting to be known, discover!

We are but plain fellows, sir.

A lie! You are rough and hairy! Let me have 2605no lying; it becomes none but tradesmen, and they 2606often give us soldiers the lie, but we pay them for it 2607with stamped coin, not stabbing steel; therefore, they 2608do not give us the lie.

Your worship had like to have given us one if 2610you had not taken yourself with the manner.

Are you a courtier, an't like you, sir?

Whether it like me or no, I am a courtier. See'st 2613thou not the air of the court in these enfoldings? Hath 2614not my gait in it the measure of the court? Receives not 2615thy nose court odor from me? Reflect I not on thy 2616baseness court-contempt? Think'st thou for that I 2617insinuate to toze from thee thy business, I am 2618therefore no courtier? I am courtier cap-á-pie, and one that 2619will either push on or pluck back thy business there, 2620whereupon I command thee to open thy affair.

My business, sir, is to the king.

What advocate hast thou to him?

I know not, an't like you.

"Advocate"'s the court word for a pheasant. Say 2625you have none.

None, sir. I have no pheasant, cock, nor hen.

How blessed are we that are not simple men! 2628Yet nature might have made me as these are. 2629Therefore I will not disdain.

This cannot be but a great courtier.

His garments are rich, but he wears them not 2632handsomely.

He seems to be the more noble in being 2634fantastical. A great man, I'll warrant. I know by the picking 2635on's teeth.

The fardel there? What's i'th'fardel? 2637Wherefore that box?

Sir, there lies such secrets in this fardel and 2639box which none must know but the king, and which he 2640shall know within this hour, if I may come to th'speech 2641of him.

Age, thou hast lost thy labor.

Why, sir?

The king is not at the palace; he is gone aboard 2645a new ship to purge melancholy and air himself; for 2646if thou be'st capable of things serious, thou must know 2647the king is full of grief.

So, 'tis said, sir, about his son that should 2649have married a shepherd's daughter.

If that shepherd be not in handfast, let him 2651fly. The curses he shall have, the tortures he shall feel, 2652will break the back of man, the heart of monster.

Think you so, sir?

Not he alone shall suffer what wit can make 2655heavy and vengeance bitter; but those that are germane 2656to him, though removed fifty times, shall all come under 2657the hangman, which, though it be great pity, yet it is 2658necessary. An old sheep-whistling rogue, a 2659ram-tender, to offer to have his daughter come into grace! Some 2660say he shall be stoned, but that death is too soft for him, 2661say I. Draw our throne into a sheepcote? All deaths 2662are too few, the sharpest too easy.

Has the old man e'er a son, sir, do you hear, 2664an't like you, sir?

He has a son, who shall be flayed alive; then 2666'nointed over with honey, set on the head of a wasp's 2667nest; then stand till he be three quarters and a dram dead, 2668then recovered again with aquavitae or some other hot 2669infusion; then, raw as he is, and in the hottest day 2670prognostication proclaims, shall he be set against a brick wall, 2671the sun looking with a southward eye upon him, 2672where he is to behold him with flies blown to death. 2673But what talk we of these traitorly-rascals, whose 2674miseries are to be smiled at, their offenses being so capital? 2675Tell me -- for you seem to be honest plain men -- what you 2676have to the king; being something gently considered, I'll 2677bring you where he is aboard, tender your persons to his 2678presence, whisper him in your behalfs; and if it be in 2679man besides the king to effect your suits, here is man 2680shall do it.

[To the Shepherd] He seems to be of great authority. Close with 2682him, give him gold, and though authority be a 2683stubborn bear, yet he is oft led by the nose with gold. 2684Show the inside of your purse to the outside of his 2685hand, and no more ado. Remember "stoned", and "flayed alive."

An't please you, sir, to undertake the business 2688for us, here is that gold I have. I'll make it as much 2689more and leave this young man in pawn till I bring it 2690you.

After I have done what I promised?

Ay, sir.

Well, give me the moiety. [To the Clown] Are you a party in 2694this business?

In some sort, sir, but though my case be a 2696pitiful one, I hope I shall not be flayed out of it.

Oh, that's the case of the shepherd's son! 2698Hang him, he'll be made an example.

Comfort, good comfort! [To the shepherd] We must to the king 2700and show our strange sights. He must know 'tis none of 2701your daughter, nor my sister. We are gone else. Sir, I 2702will give you as much as this old man does when the 2703business is performed, and remain, as he says, your pawn 2704till it be brought you.

I will trust you. Walk before toward the 2706seaside. Go on the right hand. I will but look upon the 2707hedge and follow you.

We are blessed in this man, as I may say, even 2709blessed.

Let's before, as he bids us; he was provided to 2711do us good.

If I had a mind to be honest, I see Fortune would 2713not suffer me. She drops booties in my mouth. I am 2714courted now with a double occasion; gold and a means 2715to do the prince my master good, which who knows 2716how that may turn back to my advancement? I will 2717bring these two moles, these blind ones, aboard him. If 2718he think it fit to shore them again, and that the 2719complaint they have to the king concerns him nothing, let 2720him call me rogue for being so far officious, for I am 2721proof against that title and what shame else belongs 2722to't. To him will I present them. There may be matter in 2723it.