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W I N T E R S T A L E. 141 saw these sights: the men are not yet cold under water, nor the bear half dimed on the gentleman ; he's at it in ow. Shep. Would I had been by, to have help'd the old man! Clown. I would you had been by the ship side, to have help'd her; there your charity would have lack'd footing. [Aside. 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? r Clown. 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. Clown. 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 3 if there be any of him left, I'll bury it. Shep. That's a good deed: If thou may'st discern by that which is left of him, what he is, fetch me to the sight of him. Clown. 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.- s Exewitt,
Time. 1, - that please some, try all; both joy,
If never yet, that Time himself doth say, He wishes earnestly, you never may. [Exit.
S C E - N E I, The Jame. 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 sqrrows 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 ovvn 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 thyself, or take away with thee the very services thou hast done; which if I have not enough consider'd, (as too much I cannot, ) to be more thankful to thee, shall be my study; and my profit therein, the heaping friendships. Of that fatal country Sicilia, pr’ythee speak no more : whose very naming punishes me with the remembrance of that penitent, as thou call'st him, and reconciled Ring, my brother; whose loss of his most precious Queen, and children, are even now to be afresh lamented, Say to me, when saw'st thou the Priucc Florizel my son? Kings are no less unhappy, their issue not being gracious, than they are in losing them, when they have approved their virtues. Cam. Sir, it is three days, since I saw the Prince: What his happier affairs may be, are to me unknown: but I have, missingly, noted, he is of late much retired from court; and is less frequent to his princely exercices, than formerly he hath appeared. Pol. I consider'd so much, Camillo ; and with some care; so far, that I have eyes under my service, which look upon his removedness: from whom I have this intelligence; That he is seldom from the house of a most homely shepherd; a mail, they say, that from very nothing, and beyond the imagination of his neighbours, is grown into an unspeakable estate. Cam. I have heard, Sir, of such a man, who hath a daughter of most rare note: the report of her is extended more, than can be thought to begin from such a cottage. Pol. That's likewise part of my intelligence. But, I fear the angle that plucks our son thither. Thou shalt accompany us to the place: where we will, not appearing what we are, have some question with the shepherd; from whose simplicity, I think it not uneasy to get the cause of my son's resort thither. Pry'thee, be my present partner in this business, and lay aside the thoughts of Sicilia. Cam. I willingly obey your command. Pol. My best Camillo! - We must disguise ourselves. [Eaceunt.
When daffodils begin to peer, —
17 hy, then comes in the sweet o'the year;
The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, –
Doth set may pugging tooth on edge;
The lark, that tirra-lirra chants. –
Are summer songs for me and my aunts,
I have serv'd Prince Florizel, and, in my time, wore three-pile; but now I am out of service:
But shall I go mourn for that, my dear?
And when I wander here and there,
If tinkers may have leave to live,
Then my account I well may give,
My traffick is sheets; when the kite builds, look to lesser limen. My father named me, Autolycus; who, being, as I am, litter'd under Mercury, was likewise a suapper-up of unconsidered trifles; with Vol. VI. lo