My cabin where I lay: thrice bow'd before me ; There weep, and leave it crying; and, for the Is counted lost for ever, Perdita, I prithee, call 't: for this ungentle business, I did in time collect myself; and thought [Laying down the Child. There lie; and there thy character: there these; [Laying down a bundle. Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee pretty, To be by oath enjoin'd to this.-Farewell! The day frowns more and more :-thou 'rt like to have The heavens so dim by day. A savage clamour! Well may I get aboard!-This is the chase: I am gone for ever. [Exit, pursued by a Bear. Enter an old Shepherd. Shep. I would there were no age between ten and three-andtwenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but wenches, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting.-Hark you now!-Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen and two-and-twenty hunt this weather? They have scared away two of my best sheep; which, I fear, the wolf will sooner find than the master; if anywhere I have them, 'tis by the sea-side, browsing of ivy.3 Good-luck, an 't be thy will! what have we here? [Taking up the Child.] Mercy on 's, a bairn; a very pretty bairn! A boy 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. I'll take it up for pity: yet I'll tarry till my son come; he hollaed but even now. Whoa, ho hoa! Clo. [Within.] Hilloa, loa! Shep. What, art so near? If thou 'lt see a thing to talk on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. What ailest thou, man? Enter Clown. 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 shoulder-bone; how he cried 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-dragoned it :-but, first, how the poor souls roared, and the sea mocked them ;—and how the poor gentleman roared, and the bear mocked him, both roaring louder than the sea or weather. Shep. Name of mercy, when was this, boy? Clo. Now, now; I have not winked since I saw these sights: the men are not yet cold under water, nor the bear half dined on the gentleman; he's at it now. Shep. Would I had been by, to have helped the old man! Clo. I would you had been by the ship side, to have helped her; there your charity would have lacked footing. Shep. Heavy matters! heavy matters! but look thee here, boy. Now bless thyself: thou mettest 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 it, 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 the sight of him. Clo. Marry, will I; and you shall help to put him i' the ground. Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll do good deeds on 't. [Exeunt. E Aut. Softly, dear sir [Picks his pocket]; good sir, softly; you ha' done me a charitable office. ACT IV. -Act IV. Sc. 2. Enter Time, as Chorus. Time. I-that please some, try all; both joy and terror Of good and bad; that make and unfold error Now take upon me, in the name of Time, Now seems to it. Your patience this allowing, In fair Bohemia; and remember well, I mentioned a son o' the king's, which Florizel Be known when 'tis brought forth :-a shepherd's daughter, Is the 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 anything; 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 lovest 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, having made me businesses which none without thee can sufficiently manage, must either stay to execute them |