things dying, I with things new born. Here's a fight for thee; look thee, a bearing-cloth for a fquire's child! look thee here; take up, take up, boy, open't; fo, let's fee: it was told me I should be rich by the fairies. This is fome changling; open't,; what's within, boy? Clo. You're a mad old man; if the fins of your youth are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold, all gold. Shep. This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove fo. Up with it, keep it clofe: home, home, the next way. We are lucky, boy, and to be so still requires nothing but fecrefie. Let my fheep go: come, good boy, the next way home. Clo. Go you the next way with your findings, I'll go fee if the bear be gone from the gentleman, and how much he hath eaten they are never curft, but when they are hungry: if there be any of him left, I'll bury it. Shep. That's a good deed. If thou may'ft difcern by that which is left of him, what he is, fetch me to th' fight of him. Clo. Marry will I, and you fhall help to put him i'th' ground. Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy, and we'll do good deeds on't. [Exeunt. ACT ACT IV. SCENE I I Enter Time. The Chorus. TIME. That please fome, try all, both joy and terror Of good and bad, that make and unfold error; Now take upon me,in the name of Time, Toufe my wings. Impute it not a crime To me, or my (wift paffage, that I flide O'er fixteen years, and leave the growth untry'd Of that wide gap; fince it is in my power To o'erthrow law, and in one felf-born hour To plant and o'er-whelm cuftom. Let me pafs The fame I am, ere ancient'ft order was, Or what is now receiv'd. I witness to The times that brought them in, fo fhall I do To th' fresheft things now reigning, and make ftale The gliftering of this prefent, as my tale Now feems to it: your patience this allowing, I turn my glafs, and give my fcene fuch growing As you had flept between. Leontes leaving Th' effects of his fond jealoufies fo grieving That he fhuts up himfelf; imagine me, Gentle fpectators, that I now may be In fair Bohemia, and remember well, I mention here a fon o'th' King's, whom Florizel Be known when 'tis brought forth. A. shepherd's daughter, And what to her adheres, which follows after,. If ever you have spent time worse ere now: [Exit Pol. Pray thee, good Camillo, be no more impor Pol. I tunate; 'tis a fickness denying thee any thing, a death to grant this. Cam. It is fifteen years fince I faw my country; though I have for the most part been aired abroad, I defire to lay my bones there. Befides, the penitent. King, my mafter, hath fent for me, to whofe feeling forrows I might be fome allay, or I o'erween to think. fo, which is another fpur to my departure. Pel. As thou lov't me, Camillo, wipe not out the reft of thy fervices by leaving me now; the need L have of thee, thine own goodness hath made: better not to have had thee, than thus to want thee. Thou having made me bufineffes, which none, without thee, can fufficiently manage, muft either ftay to execute them thy felf, or take away with thee the very fervi ces thou haft done; which if I have not enough confidered, as too much I cannot, to be more thankful to thee fhall be my study, and my profit therein, the heaping friendships. Of that fatal country Sicilia, pr'ythee fpeak no more, whofe very naming punishes me with the remembrance of that penitent, as thou call'ft him, and reconciled King my brother, whose lofs of his moft precious Queen and children are even now to be afresh lamented. Say to me, when faw'st thou 4thou the prince Florizel my fon? Kings are no less unhappy, their iffue not being gracious, than they are in lofing them, when they have approved thei virtues. Cam. Sir, it is three days fince I faw the prince; what his happier affairs may be, are to me unknown: but I have (miffingly) noted, he is of late much retired from court, and is lefs frequent to his princely exercifes than formerly he hath appear'd. Pol. I have confider'd fo much, Camille, and with fome care fo far, that I have eyes under my fervice, which look upon his removedness; from whom I have this intelligence, that he is feldom from the house of a moft homely fhepherd; a man, they fay, that from very nothing, and beyond the imagination of his neighbours, is grown into an unfpeakable estate. Čam. I have heard, Sir, of fuch a man, who hath a daughter of moft rare note; the report of her is extended more than can be thought to begin from fuch a cottage. Pol. That's likewife part of my intelligence; but, I fear, the angle that plucks our fon thither. Thou fhalt accompany us to the place, where we will (not appearing what we are) have fome queftion with the fhepherd; from whofe fimplicity, I think it not uneafie to get the cause of my fon's refort thither. Pr'ythee be my prefent partner in this bufinefs, and lay afide the thoughts of Sicilia. Cam. I willingly obey your command. Pol. My beft Camillo, we muft difguife our felves SCENE E III Enter Autolicus finging. When daffadils begin to peere With heigh the doxy over the dale, [Exeunty Why Why then comes in the fweet o'th' year : For a quart of ale is a dish for a King. With hey, with hey the thrush and the jay: I have ferved prince Florizel, and in my time wore three pile, but now I am out of fervice. But fhall I go mourn for that, my dear? If tinkers may have leave to live, My traffick is fheets; when the kite builds, look to leffer linnen. My father nam'd me Autolicus, who being, as I am, litter'd under Mercury, was likewise a fnapper-up of unconfider'd trifles: with die and drab, I purchas'd this caparifon, and my revenue is the filly cheat. Gallows and knock are too powerful on the high-way, beating and hanging are terrors to me: for the life to come, I fleep out the thought of it. A prize! a prize! Enter Clown. Clo. Let me fee, every eleven weather tods, every tod yields pound and odd fhilling, fifteen hundred fhorn, what comes the wooll to? Aut. If the fprindge hold, the cock's mine. [Afide. Clo. I cannot do't without compters. Let me fee, what am I to buy for our fheep-fhearing feaft? three pound of fuggar, five pound of currants, rice what |