Flo. I yield all this; But, for some other reasons, my grave sir, Shep. Let him, my son; he shall not need to Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base Shorten thy life one week.-And thou, fresh piece Shep. O, my heart! Pol. I'll have thy beauty scratched with briers, and made More homely than thy state.-For thee, fond boy,If I may ever know thou dost but sigh, That thou no more shalt never see this knack, (as never I mean thou shalt,) we'll bar thee from succession; Far than Deucalion off.-Mark thou my words; Follow us to the court.-Thou churl, for this time, Though full of our displeasure, yet we free thee That makes himself, but for our honor therein, 1 Far, in the old spelling farre, i. e. farther. The ancient comparative of fer was ferrer. Unworthy thee,-if ever, henceforth, thou As thou art tender to't. Per. [Exit. Even here undone ! I was not much afeard: for once, or twice, I was about to speak, and tell him plainly, The self-same sun, that shines upon his court, Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Looks on alike.-Will't please you, sir, be gone? [TO FLORIZEL. I told you what would come of this. 'Beseech you, Of your own state take care. This dream of mine,Being now awake, I'll queen it no inch further, But milk my ewes, and weep. Cam. Speak ere thou diest. Why, how now, father! Shep. [TO FLORIZEL. You have undone a man of fourscore three, That knew'st this was the prince, and wouldst adven ture To mingle faith with him.-Undone! undone! To die when I desire. Flo. [Exit. Why look you so upon me? I am but sorry, not afeard! delayed, What I was, I am; But nothing altered! What I 1 The old copy reads hope. 2 Before the reform of the burial service, by Edward VI., it was the custom for the priest to throw earth on the body in the form of a cross, and then sprinkle it with holy water. More straining on, for plucking back; not following My leash unwillingly. Gracious my lord, Cam. you 'twould be thus! Per. How often have I told How often said, my dignity would last But till 'twere known! Flo. It cannot fail, but by The violation of my faith; and then Let nature crush the sides o' the earth together, And mar the seeds within!-Lift up thy looks:From my succession wipe me, father! I Am heir to my affection. Cam. Be advised. Flo. I am; and by my fancy: if my reason If not, my senses, better pleased with madness, Cam. 1 Fancy here means love, as in other places already pointed out. Tug for the time to come. This you may know, With her whom here I cannot hold on shore; Cam. O, my lord, Flo. Hark, Perdita.-[Takes her aside. [TO CAMILLO. He's irremovable; I'll hear you by-and-by. And that unhappy king, my master, whom Flo. Now, good Camillo, I am so fraught with curious business, that You have heard of my poor services, i' the love Flo. [Going. Well, my lord, If you may please to think I love the king; I'll point you where you shall have such receiving 1 "Our need." The old copy reads her. The emendation is Theobald's. As shall become your highness; where you may Flo. How, Camillo, May this, almost a miracle, be done? That I may call thee something more than man, And, after that, trust to thee. Cam. A place, whereto you'll go? Flo. Have you thought on Not any yet. But as the unthought-on accident' is guilty Ourselves to be the slaves of chance, and flies Cam. Then list to me. This follows,-if you will not change your purpose, And there present yourself, and your fair princess, The partner of your bed. Methinks I see Flo. Worthy Camillo, What color for my visitation shall I Hold up before him? 1 This unthought-on accident is the unexpected discovery made by Polixenes. 2 Guilty to, though it sound harsh to our ears, was the phraseology of Shakspeare. 3 The old copy reads, "thee there son." The correction was made in the third folio. |