1

have saffron, to color the warden 1 pies; 'mace,dates,'-none; that's out of my note: 'nutmegs, seven; a race or two of ginger,' but that I may beg;-four pound of prunes, and as many of raisins o' the sun.'

Aut. O, that ever I was born!

Clown. I' the name of me

[groveling on the ground.

Aut. O, help me, help me! pluck but off these rags; and then, death, death!

Clown. Alack, poor soul! thou hast need of more rags to lay on thee, rather than have these off.

Aut. O, sir, the loathsomeness of them offends me more than the stripes I have received, which are mighty ones, and millions.

Clown. Alas, poor man!

come to a great matter.

a million of beating may

Aut. I am robbed, sir, and beaten; my money and apparel ta'en from me, and these detestable things put upon me.

Clown. What, by a horseman, or a footman?

Aut. A footman, sweet sir, a footman.

Clown. Indeed, he should be a footman, by the garments he hath left with thee: if this be a horseman's coat, it hath seen very hot service. Lend me thy hand: I'll help thee: come, lend me thy hand. [helping him up.

Aut. O! good sir, tenderly, O!

1 Wardens are a species of large pears.

Clown. Alas, poor soul!

Aut. O, good sir; softly, good sir! I fear, sir, my shoulder-blade is out.

Clown. How now? canst stand?

Aut. Softly, dear sir; [picks his pocket.] good sir, softly you ha' done me a charitable office.

Clown. Dost lack any money? I have a little money for thee.

Aut. No, good sweet sir; no, I beseech you, sir: I have a kinsman not past three quarters of a mile hence, unto whom I was going; I shall there have money, or any thing I want. Offer me no money, I pray you; that kills my heart.

Clown. What manner of fellow was he that robbed you?

Aut. A fellow, sir, that I have known to go about with trol-my-dames: 1 I knew him once a servant of the prince: I cannot tell, good sir, for which of his virtues it was, but he was certainly whipped out of the court.

Clown. His vices, you would say; there's no virtue whipped out of the court: they cherish it, to make it stay there; and yet it will no more but abide.2

Aut. Vices I would say, sir. I know this man well he hath been since an ape-bearer; then a process-server, a bailiff; then he compassed a

:

1 Machines used in the game of trou-madame, or pigeonholes. 2 Sojourn awhile.

motion of the prodigal son, and married a tinker's wife within a mile where my land and living lies; and, having flown over many knavish professions, he settled only in rogue: some call him Autolycus.

2

Clown. Out upon him! Prig, for my life, prig: he haunts wakes, fairs, and bear-baitings.

Aut. Very true, sir; he, sir, he: that's the rogue, that put me into this apparel.

Clown. Not a more cowardly rogue in all Bohemia: if you had but looked big, and spit at him, he'd have run.

Aut. I must confess to you, sir, I am no fighter: I am false of heart that way; and that he knew, I warrant him.

Clown. How do you now?

Aut. Sweet sir, much better than I was; I can stand, and walk: I will even take my leave of you, and pace softly towards my kinsman's.

y!

Clown. Shall I bring thee on the way
Aut. No, good-faced sir; no, sweet sir.

Clown. Then fare thee well; I must go buy spices for our sheep-shearing.

Aut. Prosper you, sweet sir!—[Exit Clown.] Your purse is not hot enough to purchase your spice. I'll be with you at your sheep-shearing too. If I make not this cheat bring out another, and the shearers prove sheep, let me be unrolled, and my name put in the book of virtue!

Puppet-show.

2 A cant term for a thief.

Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
And merrily hent the stile-a :
A merry heart goes all the day,
Your sad tires in a mile-a.

[Exit.

The same.

SCENE III.

A shepherd's cottage.

Enter FLORIZEL and PERDITA.

Flo. These your unusual weeds to each part of

you

Do give a life: no shepherdess; but Flora,

Peering in April's front. This your sheep-shearing Is as a meeting of the petty gods,

And you the queen on 't.

Per.

Sir, my gracious lord,

To chide at your extremes, it not becomes me.
O, pardon, that I name them: your high self,
The gracious mark o' the land,3 you have obscured
With a swain's wearing; and me, poor lowly maid,
Most goddess-like prank'd up.
4

feasts

But that our

In every mess have folly, and the feeders
Digest it with a custom, I should blush
To see you so attired; sworn, I think,
To show myself a glass.

Take hold of.

2 The extravagance of your praises.

3 The object of all men's notice.

To prank is to dress with ostentation.

I bless the time,

Flo.

When my good falcon made her flight across
Thy father's ground.

Per.

Now Jove afford you cause!

1

To me the difference 1 forges dread: your greatness Hath not been used to fear.

Even now I tremble

To think, your father, by some accident,
Should pass this way, as you did. O, the fates!
How would he look, to see his work, so noble,
Vilely bound up? What would he say? Or how
Should I, in these my borrow'd flaunts, behold
The sternness of his presence?

Apprehend

Flo. Nothing but jollity. The gods themselves, Humbling their deities to love, have taken The shapes of beasts upon them: Jupiter Became a bull, and bellow'd; the green Neptune A ram, and bleated; and the fire-robed god, Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain, As I seem now. Their transformations Were never for a piece of beauty rarer, Nor in a way so chaste; since my desires Run not before mine honor, nor my lusts Burn hotter than my faith.

Your resolution cannot hold, when 'tis

Opposed, as it must be, by the power o' the king: One of these two must be necessities,

1 i. e. of rank.