I pr'ythee call 't. For this ungentle business, I did in time collect myself; and thought I will be squar'd by this. I do believe [Laying down the babe. There lie; and there thy character: there these; [Laying down a bundle. Which may, if Fortune please, both breed thee pretty, That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos'd : To be by oath enjoin'd to this. Farewell! The day frowns more and more; thou 'rt like to have Well may I get aboard! I am gone for ever. A savage clamour! This is the chase; [Exit, pursued by a bear. Enter an old Shepherd. Shepherd. I would there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting. Hark you now! Would any but these boil'd brains of nineteen and two-andtwenty hunt this weather? They have scar'd away two of my best sheep, which, I fear, the wolf will sooner find than the master; if any where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side, browsing of ivy. Good luck, an 't be thy will! what have we here? Mercy on's, a barne; a very pretty barne! A god, or a child, I wonder? A pretty one; a very pretty one. Sure, some scape: though I am not bookish, yet I can read waiting-gentlewoman in the scape. This has been some stair-work, some trunk-work, some behinddoor work; they were warmer that got this than the poor thing is here. I'll take it up for pity: yet I'll tarry till my son come; he holla'd but even now. Whoa, ho hoa! Shep. What, art so near? If thou'lt see a thing to talk on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. What ail'st thou, man? Clo. I have seen two such sights, by sea and by land; but I am not to say it is a sea, for it is now the sky; betwixt the firmament and it you cannot thrust a bodkin's point. Shep. Why, boy, how is it? Clo. I would you did but see how it chafes, how it rages, how it takes up the shore! but that's not to the point: O, the most piteous cry of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em, and not to see 'em: now the ship boring the moon with her main-mast, and anon swallowed with yest and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead. And then for the land-service : - to see how the bear tore out his shoulderbone; how he cri'd to me for help, and said his name was Antigonus, a nobleman : but to make an end of the ship: to see how the sea flap-dragon'd it: - but, first, how the poor souls roared, and the sea mock'd them; and how the poor gentleman roared, and the bear mock'd him, both roaring louder than the sea or weather. Shep. Name of mercy, when was this, boy? Clo. Now, now; I have not wink'd since I saw these sights: the men are not yet cold under water, nor the bear half-din'd on the gentleman: he's at it now. Shep. Would I had been by, to have help'd the old man! Clo. I would you had been by the ship side, to have help'd her; there your charity would have lack'd footing. Shep. Heavy matters! heavy matters! but look thee here, boy. Now bless thyself; thou met'st with things dying, I with things new born. Here's a sight for thee look thee, a bearing-cloth for a squire's child! look thee here! take up, take up, boy; open 't. So; let's see. It was told me I should be rich by the fairies: this is some changeling. Open 't; what's within, boy? Clo. You're a made old man; if the sins of your youth are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold! all gold! Shep. This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove so: up with 't, keep it close; home, home, the next way. We are lucky, boy, and to be so still requires nothing but secrecy. - Let my sheep go. Come, good boy, the next way home. Clo. Go you the next way with your findings; I'll go see if the bear be gone from the gentleman, and how much he hath eaten they are never curst but when they are hungry: if there be any of him left, I'll bury it. Shep. That's a good deed. If thou mayest discern, by that which is left of him, what he is, fetch me to th' sight of him. Clo. Marry, will I; and you shall help to put him i' th' ground. Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll do good deeds on 't. [Exeunt. ACT IV. Enter Time, as Chorus. TIME. I THAT please some, try all, both joy and ter 15 ror 19 Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error, Or what is now receiv'd: I witness to The times that brought them in: so shall I do To th' freshest things now reigning; and make stale That he shuts up himself, imagine me, I mentioned a son o' th' King's, which Florizel Be known when 'tis brought forth. A shepherd's daughter, And what to her adheres, which follows after, Is th' argument of Time. Of this allow, If ever you have spent time worse ere now; [Exit. SCENE I. Bohemia. A Room in the Palace of POLIXENES. Enter POLIXENES and CAMILLO. Pol. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no more importunate: 'tis a sickness denying thee any thing; a death to grant this. Cam. It is fifteen years since I saw my country. Though I have, for the most part, been aired abroad, I desire to lay my bones there. Besides, the penitent King, my master, hath sent for me; to whose feeling sorrows I might be some allay, or I o'erween to think so; which is another spur to my departure. Pol. As thou lov'st me, Camillo, wipe not out the rest of thy services by leaving me now: the need I have of thee, thine own goodness hath made: better not to have had thee than thus to want thee: thou, hav |