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Leon. You are liars all.

The great Appollo suddenly will have 1 Lord. 'Beseech your highness, give us The truth of this appear. Prepare your lords; better credit :

Summon a session, that we may arraign We have always truly serv'd you; and beseech Our most disloyal lady: for, as she hath So to esteem of us : And on our knees we beg, Been publicly accus’d, so shall she have (As recompense of our dear services,

A just and open trial. While she lives; Past, and to come,) that you do change this My heart will be a burden to me. Leave me; purpose;

And think upon my bidding. [Ereunt. Which, being so horrible, so bloody, must Lead on to some foul issue ; We all kneel.

ACT III. . Leon. I am a feather for each wind that SCENE I. The same. A street in some Town. blows:

Enter CLEOMENES and Dion. Shall I live on, to see this bastard kneel

Cleo, The climate's delicate; the air most And call me father? Better burn it now,

sweet ; Than curse it then. But, be it; let it live: Fertile the isle; the temple much surpassing It shall not neither.-You, Sir, come you The common praise it bears. hither;

[TO ANTIGONUS. Dion. I shall report, You, that have been so tenderly officious

For most it caught me, the celestial habits, With lady Margery, your midwife, there,

(Methinks, I so should term them,) and the To save this bastard's life :--for 'tis a bastard,

reverence So sure as this beard's grey,—what will you of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice ! adventure

How ceremonious, solemn, and unearthly To save this brat's life?

It was i'the offering ! Ant. Any thing, my lord,

Cleo. But, of all, the burst That my ability may undergo,

And the ear defeaning voice o'the oracle, And nobleness impose : at least thus much;

Kin to Jove's thunder, 90 surpris'd my sense, I'll pawn the little blood which I have left,

That I was nothing. To save the innocent: any thing possible.

Dion. If the event o'the journey, Leon. It shall be possible; Swear by this Prove as successful to the queen,-0, be't so! sword*

As it hath been to us, rare, pleasant, speedy, Thou wilt perform my bidding.

The time is worth the use on't.* Ant. I will, my lord. Leon. Mark, and perform it; (seest thou:) Turn all to the beast? These proclamations,

Cleo. Great Appollo, for the fail

So forcing faults upon Hermione, Of any point in't shall not only be

I little like. Death to thyself, but to thy lewd-tongu'd wife; Whom, for this time, we pardon. We enjoin will clear or end the business : When the

Dion. The violent carriage of it foracle, thee,

(Thus by Appollo's great divine seal'd up,) As thou art liegeman to us, that thou carry

Shall the contents discover, someting rare, This female bastard hence; and that thou bear Event then will rush to knowledge. -Go, it

fresh horses ; To some remote and desert place, quite out

And gracious be the issue ! [Ereunt. Of our dominions; and that there thou leave it, Without more mercy, to its own protection, SCENE II.-The same.-- A court of Justice And favour of the climate. As by strange for- LEONTES, LORDS, and OFFICERS, appear proep tune

perly seated, It came to us, I do in justice charge thee,

Leon. This sessions (to our great grief, we On thy soul's peril, and thy body's torture, That thou commend it strangely to some place, t

pronounce,) Were chance may nurse, or end it: Take it Even pushes 'gainst our heart: The party tried,

The daughter of a king ; our wife; and one up. Ant. I swear to do this, though a present of being tyrannous, since we so openly

Of us too much belov'd.-Let us be clear'd death Had been more merciful.-Come on, poor babe: Proceed in justice'; which shall have due Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and

course, ravens,

Event to the guilt, or the purgation.

[say, To be thy nurses ! Wolves, and bears, they

Produce the prisoner. Casting their savageness aside, have done

Offi. It is his highness' pleasure, that the Like offices of pity.--Sir, be prosperous (ing,

queen In more than this deed doth require! and bless." Appear in person here in court.—Silence ! Against this cruelty, fight on thy side,

HERMIONE is brought in, guarded : PAULINA Poor thing, condemnd to loss!

and LADIES, attending.

Leon. Read the indictment. (Eril, with the Child. Leon. No, I'll not rear

Offi. Hermione, queen to the worthy Leontes, Another's issue.

king of Silicia, thou art here accused and ar1 Alten. Please your highness, posts,

raigned of high treason, in committing adultery From those you sent to the oracle, are come

with Polixenes, king of Bohemia ; and conspirAn hour since; Cleomenes and Dion,

ing with Camillo to take away the life of our Being well arrivd from Delphos, are both sovereign lord the king, thy royal husband; the Hasting to the court.

[landed pretencef whereof being by circumstances partly 1 Lord. So please you, Sir, their speed

laid open, thou, Hermione, contrary to the faith Hath been beyond account.

and allegiance of a true subject, didst counsel Leon. Twenty-three days

[tels, and aid them, for their better safety, to fly away They have been absent : "T'is good speed; fore. | by night.

* It was anciently a practice lo swear by the cross at *1.e. Our journey has recompensed us the time ve La Gommit in some nlace a stranter

he hilt of a sword.

spent in it.

t Scheme laid.

Her. Since what I am to say, must be but, For as
Which contradicts my accusation; and (that Thy brat hath been cast out, like to itsell,
The testimony on my part, no other

No father owning it, (which is, indeed, But what comes from myself; it shall scarce More criminal in thee, than it) so thou boot me

Shalt feel our justice; in whose easiest passage, To say, Not guilty: mine integrity, [it, Look for no less than death. Being counted falsehood,* shall, as I express Her. Sir, spare your threats; Be so receiv'd. But thus,-If powers divine The bug, which you would fright me with, I Behold our human actions, (as they do,) To me can life be no commodity: seek. I doubt not then, but innocence shall make The crown and comfort of my life, your favour, False accusation blush, and tyranny

I do give lost; for I do feel it gone, Tremble at patience.--You, my lord, best know, But know not how it went: My second joy, (Who least will seem to do so,) my past life And first fruits of my body, from his presence, Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true, I am barr'd like one infectious: My third comAs I am now unhappy; which is more

fort, Than history can pattern, though devis'd, Starr'd most unluckily,* is from my breast And play'd, to take spectators: For behold The innocent milk' in its most innocent mouth, A fellow of the royal bed, which owet (me,– Haled out to murder : Myself on every post A moiety of the throne, a great king's daugh. Proclaim'd a strumpet : With immodest hater,


tred, The mother to a hopeful prince,-here stand- | The child-bed privilege denied, which 'longs To prate and talk for life, and honour, 'fore To women of all fashion :-Lastly, hurried Who please to come and hear. For life, I prize Here to this place, i'the open air, before ! it

(honour, I have got strength of limit.t-Now, my liege, As I weigh grief, which I would spare: for Tell me what blessings I have here alive, "Tis a derivative from me to mine

That I should fear to die? Therefore, proceed. And only that I stand for. I appeal

But yet hear this; mistake me not; -No! To your own conscience, Sir, before Polixenes

life, Came to your court, how I was in your grace, I prize it not a straw :-but for mine honour. How merited to be so; since he came,

(Which I would free,) if I shall be condemnd With what encounter so uncurrent I (yond Upon surmises; all proofs sleeping else, Have strain'd, to appear thus : if one joť be. But what your jealousies awake; I tell you, The bound of honour; or, in act, or will, 'Tis rigour and not law.-Your honours all, That way inclining; harden'd be the hearts I do refer me to the oracle; Of all that hear me, and my nearest of kin Appollo be my judge. Cry, Fie upon my grave!

i Lord. This your request Leon. I ne'er heard yet,

Is altogether just : therefore bring forth, That any of these bolder vices wanted

And in Apollo's name, his oracle. Less impudence to gainsay what they did,

{Exeunt certain OFFICERS. Than to perform it first.

Her. The emperor of Russia was my father: Her. That's true enough;

O, that he were alive, and here beholding Though 'tis a saying not due to me.

His daughter's trial! that he did but see Leon. You will not own it.

The flatness of my misery; yet with eyes Her. More than mistress of,

[not Of pity, not revenge ! Which comes to me in name of fault, I must

Re-enter OFFICERS, with CLEOMENES and At all acknowledge. For Polixenes,

Dion. (With whom I am accus'd) I do confess, I lov'd him, as in honour he requir'd;

Offi. You here shall swear upon this sworil With such a kind of love, as might become

of justice, A lady like me; with a love, even such,

That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have So, and no other, as yourself commanded:

Been both at Delphos; and from thence have Which not to have done, I think, had been in

brought Both disobedience and ingratitude, [me

This seal'd-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd To you, and toward your friend; whose love of great Apollo's priest; and that, since then, had spoke,


You have not dar'd to break the holy seal, Even since it could speak, from an infant, free- Nor read the secrets in't. That it was yours. Now, for conspiracy,

Cleo. Dion. All this we swear. I know not how it tastes; though it be dish'd

Leon. Break up the seals, and read. For me to try how: all I know of it,


. (Reads.) Hermione is chaste, Polisenes Is, that Camillo was an honest man; [selves, blameless, Camillo a true subject, Leontes a jeaAnd why he left your court, the gods them- | lous tyrant, his innocent babe truly begotten ; Wotting no more than 1, are ignorant.

and the king shall live wilhout an heir, if that, Leon. You knew of his departure, as you which is lost, be not found. know

Lords. Now blessed be the great Apollo! What you have underta'en to do in his absence.

Her. Praised! Her. Sir,

Leon. Hast thou read truth? You speak a language that I understand pot: Offi. Ay, my lord; even so My life stands in the levelf of your dreams,

As it is here set down. Which I'll lay down.

Leon. There is no truth at all i'the oracle: Leon. Your actions are my dreams;

The sessions shall proceed; this is mere falseYou had a bastard by Polixenes, [shame,

hood. And I but dream'd it:-As you were past all

Enter a SERVANT, hastily. (Those of your facts are so,) so past all truth :

Serv. My lord the king, the king ! Which to deny, concerns more than avails:

* Ill-starred; born under an inauspicious planet. Owo, possese.

fr.e. The degree of strength which it is customary the reacli.

to acquire before tvomen are suffered to go abroad after

* Trachery:

Leon. What is the business ?

That could conceive, a gross and foolish sire Serv. O Sir, I shall be hated to report it: Blemish'd his gracious dam: this is not, no, The prince your son, with mere conceit and Laid to thy answer: But the last --1, lords. of the queen's speed," is gone. [fear When I have said, cry, woc !-the queen, the Leon. How! gone?

queen, Serv. Is dead.

The sweetest, dearest creature's dead; and Leon. Apollo's angry; and the heaven's

vengeance for't.

Not dropp'd down yet.
Do strike at my injustice [HERMIONE faints.] 1 Lord. The higher powers forbid !
How now there ?

Paul. I say, she's dead; I'll swear't: if word, Paul. This news is mortal to the queen :

nor oath, Look down

Prevail not, go and see: if you can bring And see what death is doing.

Tincture, or lustre, in her lip, her eye, [you Leon. Take her hence :

ver:- Heat outwardly, or breathe within, i'll serve Her heart is but o'ercharg'd ; she will reco- As I would do the gods.—But thou tyrant ! I have too much believ'd mine own suspicion: Do not repent these things; for they are hea'Beseech you, tenderly apply to her


(thee Some remedies for life.- Apollo, pardon

Than all the woes can stir: therefore betake (Exeunt i'aulina and Ladies, with Herm. To nothing bu: dispair. A thousand knees My great profaneness 'gainst thine oracle! - Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting, I'll reconcile me to Polixenes:

Upon a barren mountain, and still winter New woo my queen; recall the good Camillo; In storm perpetual, could not move the gods Whom I proclaim a man of truth, of mercy: To look that way thou wert. For, being transported by my jealousies

Leon. Go on, go on : To bloody thoughts and to revenge, I chose Thou canst not speak too much; I have deserv'd Camillo for the minister, to poison

All tongues to talk their bitterest. My friend Polixenes: which had been done,

1 Lord. Say no more ;

[fault But that the good mind of Camillo tardied Howe'er the business goes, you have made My swift command, though I with death, and l’the boldness of your speech. with

Paul. I am sorry for'i;

(them Reward, did threaten and encourage him,

All faults I make, when I shall come to know Not doing it, and being done: he, most hu. I do repent: Alas, I have show'd too much mane,

The rashness of a woman: he is touch'd And fill'd with honour, to my kingly guest

To the noble heart.-What's gone, and what's Unclasp'd my practice; quit his fortunes here, past help, Which you knew great ; and to the certain Should be past grief: Do not receive affliction hazard

At my petition, I beseech you; rather Of all incertainties himself commended.t Let me be punish'd, that have minded you No richer than his honour:- How he glisters of what you should forget. Now good my Thorough my rust! and how his piety

liege, Does my deeds make the blacker:

Sir, royai Sir, forgive a foolish woman :

The lovel bore your queen,-lo, fool again !... Re-enter PAULINA.

I'll speak of her no more, nor of your children; Paul. Woe the while!

I'll not remember you of my own lord, O, cut my lace; lest my heart, cracking it,

Who is lost too: Take your patience to you, Break too!

And I'll say nothing. 1 Lord. What fit is this, good lady?

Leon. Thou didst speak but well, [better Puul. What studied torments, tyrant, hast When most the truth; which I receive much for me?

(boiling, Than to be pitied of thee. Pr'ythee, bring me What wheels ? racks ? fires ? What Haying? To the dead bodies of my queen, and son : In leads, or oils? what old, or newer torture

One grave shall be for both ; upon them shall Must I receive ; whose every word deserves The causes of their death appear, unto To taste of thy most worst? Thy tyranny

Our shame perpetual : Once a day I'll visit Together working with thy jealousies, The chapel where they lie; and tears, shed Fancies too weak for boys, too green and idle Shall be my recreation : So long as (there, For girls of nine!-0, think, what they have Nature will bear up with this exercise, done,

So long I daily vow to use it. Come, And then run mad, indeed; stark mad! for all And lead me to these sorrows. [Excunt. Thy by-gone fooleries were but spices of it. SCENE III-Bohemia.-A desert Country That thou betray'dst Polixenes, 'twas nothing;

near the Sea. That did but show thee, of a fool, inconstant, And damnable ungratful : nor was't much,

Enter ANTIGONUS, with the child; and a

MARINÁR. Thou would'st have poison'd good Camillo's honour,

Ant. Thou art perfect* then, our ship bath To have him kill a king, poor trespasses,

touch'd upon More monstrous standing by: whereof I reckon The desert of Bohemia ? The casting forth to crows thy baby daughter, we have

landed in ill time: the skies look

Mar. Ay, my lord ; and fear (grimly, To be or none, or little ; though a devil Would have shed water out of tire,t ere don't: And threaten present blusters. In my con. Nor is't directly laid to thee, the death

science, of the young prince ; whose honourable The heavens with that we have in band are thoughts (heart | And frown upon us.

[angry, (Thoughts high for one so tender,) cleft the

Ant. Their sacred will's be done!-Go, get * of the event of the Queen's trial.


Committed. 11. e. A devil would bave sbed tears of pity, ero be

* Well-assures Tould have perpetrated such so ection.


Look to thy bark; I'll not be long, before ivy. Good luck, an't be thy will! what have I call upon thee.

we here? [ Taking up the Child.] Mercy on's, a Mar. Make your best haste : and go not barne ;* a very pretty barne! A boy,or a child,t Too far i'the land : 'tislike to be loud weather; I wonder? A pretty, one; a very pretty one : Besides, this place is famous for the creatures Sure, some scape: though I am not bookish, of prey that keep upon't.

yet I can read waiting-gentlewoman in the Ant Go thou away :

scape. This has been some stair-work: some I'll follow instantly.

trunk-work, some behind-door-work : they Mar. I am glad at heart

were warmer that got this, than the poor bing To be so rid o'the business.

[Exit. 'is here. I'll take it up for pity; yet I'll tarry Ant. Come, poor babe :-

till my son come; he hallaed but even now I have heard, (but not believ'd,) the spirits of Whoa, ho hoa,! the dead

Enter Clown.
May walk again : if such thing be, thy mother
Appear'd to me last night; for ne'er was dream Clo. Hilloa, loa,
So like a waking. To me comes a creature,

Shep. What, art so near? If thou'lt see a Sometimes her head on one side, some another; thing to talk on when thou art dead androtten, I never saw a vessel of like sorrow,

com hither. What ailest thou, man? So fill'd, and so becoming: in pure white robes, Clo. I have seen two such sights, by sea, and Like very sanctity, she did approach

by land ;-but I am not to say, it is the sea, for My cabin where I lay: thrice bow'd before me; it is now the sky; betwist the firmament and And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes it, you cannot thrust a bodkin's point. Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon Shep. Why. boy, how is it ? Did this break from her; Good Antigonus,

Clo. I would, you did but see how it chases, Since fate, against thy better disposition,

how it rages, how it takes up the shore! but Hath made thy person for the thrower-out

that's not to the point: 0, the most piteous cry Of my poor babe, according to thine oath, of obe poor souls! sometimes to see 'em, and Places remote enough are in Bohemia,

no: to see 'em: now the ship boring the moon There weep, and leare it crying ; and for the babe with her main-mast; and anon swallowed with Is counted lost for ever, Perdita,

yest and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a I pr’ythee, cal't ; for this ungentle business, hogshead. And then for the land service,-To Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt see see how the bear tore out his shoulder-bone; Thy wife Paulina more :--and so, with shrieks, how he cried to me for help, and said, his name Sbe melted into air. Affrighted much,

was Antigonus, a nobleman :—But to make an I did in time collect myself; and thought

end of the ship :-to see how the sea fapThis was so, and no slumber. Dreains are toys: ragonedf it :--but, first, how the poor souls Yet, for this once, yea, superstitiously,

roared, and the sea mocked them :--and how I will be squar'd by this. I do believe, the poor gentleman roared, and the bear Hermione hath suffer'd death ; and that

mocked him, both roaring louder than the sea, Apollo would, this being indeed the issue

or weather. of king Polixenes, it should here be laid, Shep. 'Name of mercy, when was this, boy! Either for life, or death, upon the earth

Clo. Now, now; I have not winked since ! Of its right father.-Blossom, speed thee well! saw these sights: the men are not yet cold

[Laying down the Child. under water, nor the bear half dined on the There lie; and there thy character:* there gentleman; he's at it now. these ; (Laying down a Bundle.

Shep. Would I had been by, to have helped Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee, the old man ! pretty,

C'lo I would you had been by the ship side, And still rest thine.- -The storm begins :

to have helped her: there your charity would Poor wretch have lacked footing.

[ Aside. That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos'd

Shep. Heavy matters ! heavy matters! but To loss, and what may iollow!-Weep I can

look thee here, boy. Now bless thyself; thou not,

met'st with things dying, I with things new But my heart bleeds: and most accurs’d am I, bearing-clothý for a squire's child! Look thee

born. Here's a sight for thee; look thee, a To be by oath enjoin'd to this.—Farewell ! The day frowns more and more ; thou art like here ; take up, take up, boy; open't. So, let's to have

see; it was told me, I should be rich by the A lullaby too rough: I never saw [mour?

fairies : this is some changeling :11-open't : The heavens so dim by day. A savage cla

What's within boy? Well may I get abroad !This is the chase;

Clo. You're a made old man ; if the sins of I am gone forever. (Exit, pursued by a Bear your youth are forgiven you, you're well to

live. Gold! all gold! Enter an old SHEPHERD.

Shep This is fairy gold, boy and 'twill prove

so: up with it, keep it close; home, home, the Shep. I would, there were no are between nexts way. We are lucky, boy; and to be so ten and three-and-twenty, or that youth would still, requires nothing but secrecy.-Let my sleep out the rest; for there is nothin, in the sheep go :-Come, good boy, the next way between but getting wenches with child, home. wronging the ancientry' stealing, fighting.. Glo. Go you the next way with your findings; Hark you now!...Would any but these boiled I'll go see if the bear be gone from the gentlebrains of nineteen, and two-and-twenty, hunt man, and how much he hath eaten; they are this weather? They have scared away two of my best sheep : which, I fear, the wolf will * Child. | Female infant. Swallowed. sooner find, than the master: if any where I

0 The mantle in which a child was carried to be bap. bave them, 'tis by the sea side, browzing on Il Some child left bebind by the fairies, in the room of The writing afterwards discovered with Perdita.

de which they had stolen.


never curst, * but when they are hungry: if services thou last done: which, if I have not there be any of him left, I'll bury it.

enough considered, (as too much I cannot,) to Shep. That's a good deed: If thou may'st be more thankful to thee, shall be my study; discern hy that which is left of him, what he is, and my profit therein, the heaping friendships.* fetch me to the sight of him.

Of that fatal country Sicilia, pr’ythee speak no Clo. Marry, will I ; and you shall help to put more: whose very naming punishes me with the him i'the ground.

remembrance of that penitent, as thou call'st Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll do him, and reconciled king, my brother; whose good deeds on't.

(Exeunt. loss of his most precious queen, and children, ACT IV.

are even now to be afresh lamented. Say to

me, when saw'st thou the prince Florizel my Enter TIME, as Chorus.

son? Kings are no less unhappy, their issue not Time. 1,-that please some, try all; both being gracious, than they are in losing them, joy, and terror,

when they have approved their virtues. Ofgood and bad; that make, and unfold error,- Cam. Sir, it is three days, since I saw the Now take upon me, in the name of Time, prince: What his happier affairs may be, are To use my wings. Impute it not a crime, to me unknown: but I have, missingly, noted, To me, or my swift passage, that I slide, he is of late much retired from court; and is O'er sixteen years, and leave the growth un- less frequent to his princely exercises, than tried

formerly he hath appeared. Of what wide gap;t since it is in my power

Pol. I have considered so much, Camillo; To o'erthrow law, and in one self-born hour and with some care; so far, that I have eyes To plant and o'erwhelm custom: Let me pass under my service, which look upon his removThe same I am, ere ancient'st order was, edness: from whom I have this intelligence; Or what is now received: I witness to

That he is seldom from the house of a most The times that brought them in; so shall I do homely shepherd; a man, they say, that from To the freshest things now reigning; and make very nothing, and beyond the imagination of stale

his neighbours, is grown into an unspeakable The glistering of this present, as my tale estate. Now seems to it. Your patience this allowing, Cam. I have heard, Sir, of such a man, who I turn my glass; and give my scene such grow. hath a daughter of most rare note: the report ing,

of her is extended more, than can be thought As you had slept between. Leontes leaving to begin from such a cottage. The effects of his fond jealousies; so grieving,

Pol. That's likewise part of my intelligence. That he shuts up himself; imagine me, But, I fear the angle that plucks our son Gentle spectators, that I now may be

thither. Thou shalt accompany us to the place: In fair Bohemia; and remember well

where we will, not appearing what we are, I mentioned a son o'the king's, which Florizel have some questionf with the shepherd; from I now name to you; and with speed so pace whose simplicity, I think it not uneasy, to get To speak of Perdita, now grown in grace the cause of my son's resort thither. Pr’ythee, Equal with wond'ring : What of her ensues, be my present partner in this business, and lay I list not prophecy; but let Time's news aside the thoughts of Sicilia. Be known, when 'tis brought forth :-a shep- Cam. I willingly obey your command. herd's daughter,

Pol. My best Camillo ! -We must disguise And what to her adheres, which follows after, ourselves.

(Exeunt. Is the arguments of time: Of this allowall

SCENE II.-The same.- .-A Road near the If ever you have spent time worse ere now; If never yet, that Time himself doth say,

Shepherd's Cottage. He wishes earnestly, you never may. (Exit.

Enter AUTOLYCUS, singing. SCENE 1.-The same. A Room in the Pa- When daffodils begin to peer,lace of POLIXENES.

With, heigh! the doxy over the dale,

Why, then comes in the sweet o'the

year ;

For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale.g Pol. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no more The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, importunate: 'tis a sickness, denying thee any With, hey! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! thing; a death, to grant this.

Doth set my pugging|| tooth on edge; Cam. It is fifteen years, since I saw my coun- For a quurt of ale is a dish for a king. try: though I have, for the most part, been | The lark, tirra-lirra chants,aired abroad, I desire to lay my bones there. Wilh, hey! with, hey! the thrush and the jay; Besides, the penitent king, my master, hath Are summer songs for me and my aunts, 1] sent for me: to whose feeling sorrows I might While we lie tumbling in the hay. be some allay, or I o'erweens to think so; which is another spur to my departure.

I have served prince Florizel, and, in my time, Pol. As thou lovest me, Camillo, wipe not

wore three-pile;** but now I am out of service: out the rest of thy services, by leaving me now:

But shall I go mourn for that, my dear.? the need I have of thee, thine own goodness

The pale moon shines by night : hath made; better not to have had thee, than

And when I wander here and there, thus to want thee; thou, having made me

I then do most go right. businesses, which none, without thee, can sufficiently manage, must either stay to execute

If tinkers may have leave to live, them thyself, or take away with thee the very And bear the sow-skin budget ;

* Mischievous. t1.e. Leave uncxamined the progress of tbe interme- * Friendly offices. † Observed at intervals. Talk. ciate time which filled up the gap in Perdita's story. 1.. The spring blood reigns over the parts lately Imagine for me. Subject: ll Approve under the dominion of winter. Think too highly.

** Rich velrett 1 Thicgish, " Doxies:

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