LIBRARY OF CONGRESS. uio UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. SHAKESPEARE'S COMEDY OF THE WINTER'S TALE. Edited, with Notes, WILLIAM J. ROLFE, AM., FORMERLY HEAD MASTER OF THE HIGH SCHOOL, CAMBRIDGE, MASS. IFITH ENGRA VINGS. \ijVo.//o9 0jCf \c,. leib. _,^JJ ^^J°^"^.c^c^ NEW YORK: HARPER & BROTHERS, PUBLISHERS, FRANKLIN SQUARE. 1880. ENGLISH CLASSICS. Edited by WM. J. ROLFE, A.M. Illustrated. i6mo, Cloth, 70 cents per volume ; Paper, 50 cents per volume. Shakespeare's Othello. Shakespeare's Much Ado about Noth- " Julius Caesar. Henry V. Richard II. " Merchant of Venice. Midsummer - Night's Dream. ing. Henry VIII. " Romeo and Juliet. As You Like It. " Tempest. Twelfth Night. " Macbeth. The Winter's Tale. "• Hamlet. Goldsmith's Select Poems. Gray's Select Poems. Other volumes in preparation. Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York. ^^ Any of the above works will he sent by jnail, postage /'repaid, to any part of the United States, on receipt of the price. Copyright, 1879, by Hakper & Brothers. PREFACE. The text of this play, like that of its predecessors in the series, has been prepared by carefully collating the early and the modern editions. In doubtful cases I have preferred to adhere to the folio ; but if the reader is less conservative in his tastes, the varia lectiones in the Notes will enable him to modify the text as he pleases. In the Notes, besides giving this " variorum" information, I have aimed not only to make the poet's meaning clear, but to illustrate the language and the life of his time. I have also added such aesthetic comments as, from their brevity or their close connection with single passages, were more appropriately put there than in the Introduction. I do not assume that all the Notes will be equally interesting or help- ful to every reader; but I hope that no one will turn to them for help without finding it. Neither do I expect that every teacher will make precisely the same use of them ; but I hope that they will enable his pu- pils to do whatever he may require in the study of the play, whether his taste inclines to linguistic or to aesthetic criticism, or is broad enough — as I trust it may be — to include both. As I am unable to give pictorial illustrations of Shakespeare's Bohe- mia (except the one on page 9, to which I venture to say no other " local habitation " can be assigned), I have asked the publishers to insert a few that belong to the real Bohemia of that day. The royal palace and the cathedral at Prague were old buildings even then ; but the portal to the former (see p. 41) was designed by Scamozzi, and the royal mausoleum in the latter (p. vi) was the work of Colin of Malines, both of whom were contemporaries of the poet. Cambridge, Sept. 26, 1 879. ROYAL MAUSOLEUM IN THE CATHEDRAL AT PRAGUE. CONTENTS. PAGE Introduction to The Winter's Tale 9 I. The History of the Play 9 II. The Sources of the Plot 12 III. Critical Comments on the Play 13 THE WINTER'S TALE 39 Act 1 41 " n 59 " III 76 " IV ' 90 " V 124 Notes 145 ROYAL OKATORY IN THE CATHEDRAL AT PRAGUE (14TH CENTURY A SEAPORT IN BOHEMIA. What country, friends, is this? {T. N. i. 2. 1). INTRODUCTION TO THE WINTER'S TALE. I. THE HISTORY OF THE PLAY. 77ie Wmte?''s Tale, so far as we have any knowledge, was first printed in the folio of 1623, where it is the last of the "Comedies," occupying pages 277 to 303 inclusive. Malone found a memorandum in the Office Book of Sir Henry Herbert, the Master of the Revels, which he gives (see Var. of 182 1, vol. iii. p. 229) as follows : "For the king's players. An olde playe called Winter's Tale, formerly allowed of by Sir George Bucke, and likewyse by mee on Mr. Hemmings his worde that there was nothing profane added or reformed, thogh the allowed booke was missinge , and therefore I returned it without a fee, this 19 of August, 1623." Malone also discovered that Sir George Buck did not ob- lo THE WINTER'S TALE. tain full possession of his office as Master of the Revels un- til August, 1610;* and he therefore conjectured that The Winter's Tale "was originally licensed in the latter part of that year or the beginning of the next." This date is con- firmed by the MS. Diary of Dr. Simon Forman, since dis- covered (see our ed. of Richard II. p. 13, and cf. M. N. D. p. 10), which contains the following reference to the acting of " the Winters Talle at the glob, 161 1, the 15 of maye :" t "Obserue ther howe Lyontes the kinge of Cicillia was overcom with lelosy of his wife, with the kinge of Bohemia, his frind, that came to see him, and howe he contriued his death, and wold haue had his cup-berer to haue poisoned, \_sic\ who gaue the king of bohemia warning ther-of, & fled with him to bohemia / Remember also howe he sent to the Orakell of appollo, & the Aunswer of apollo that she was giltles, and that the king was lelouse, &c, and howe Except the child was found Again that was loste, the kinge should die with-out yssue, for the child was caried into bohemia, & ther laid in a forrest, & brought vp by a sheppard. And the kinge of bohemia his sonn maried that wentch, & howe they fled in Cicillia to Leontes, and the sheppard hauing showed the letter of the nobleman by whom Leontes sent a \sic\ was that child, and the lewelles found about her. she was knowen to be leontes daughter, and was then 16 yers old. Remember also the Rog. that cam in all tottered like coll pixel / and howe he feyned him sicke & to haue bin Robbed of all that he had, and how he cosoned the por man of all his money, and after cam to the shop sher$ with a pedlers packe, & ther cosoned them Again of all ther money. And howe he changed apparrell with the kinge of * The Stationers' Registers show, however, that he had practically the control of the office from the year 1607. t We give the passage as printed in the Transactions of the N'ezu Shak- spere Society, 1875-76, p. 416. X That is, sheep-shearing. INTRODUCTION. 1 1 bomia his sonn, and then hovve he turned Courtiar, &c / beware of trustinge feined beggars or fawninge fellouse." The following entry in the Accounts of the Revels, quoted by most of the editors, has been proved to be a forgery, like the similar entries concerning The TeiJipest (see our ed. p. 8), The Merchant of Veiiice (p. 19), and other of Shakespeare's plays : The Kings The 5th of Nouember [1611]; A play players. called y' winters nightes Tayle. The internal tests, metrical, sesthetic, and other, all tend to show that the play was one of the poet's last productions. Dowden {Shakspere Primer, p. 151), says of it: "The versi- fication is that of Shakspere's latest group of plays ; no five- measure lines are rhymed ; run-on lines and double-endings are numerous. The tone and feeling of The Winter's Talc place it in the same period with The Tempest and Cymheline ; its breezy air is surely that which blew over Warwickshire fields upon Shakspere now returned to Stratford ; its country lads and lasses, and their junketings, are those with which the poet had in a happy spirit renewed his acquaintance. This is perhaps the last complete play that Shakspere wrote." It may be noted here that Ben Jonson has a little fling at The Winter's Tale in the Induction of his Bartholomew Fair, published in 1614: "If there be never a Servant- Monster i' the fayre, who can helpe it, he sayes ; nor a nest of Antiques? He is loth to make nature afraid in his playes, like those that beget Tales, Tempests, and such like Drol- leries." The " antiques," or antics, are evidently the dancing Satyrs of iv. 4, as the "servant-monster" is the Caliban of The Tempest (see our ed. of that play, p. 8). The Winter's Tale is one of the most carefully printed plays in the folio, even the punctuation being exceptionally accurate. The style presents unusual difficulties, being more elliptical, involved,, and perplexing than that of any other 12 THE WINTER'S TALE. work of Shakespeare's. Under the circumstances, as White remarks, " it is rather surprising that the text has come down to us in so pure a state ; and the absolute incomprehensibil- ity of one or two passages may safely be attributed to the attempt, on the part of the printers, to correct that which they thought corrupt in their copy, but which was only ob- scure." II. THE SOURCES OF THE PLOT. The story of The Wi7iter's Tale is taken from Robert Greene's History of Dorastus and Fawnia, which appeared first in 1588, under the title oi Fandosto, and passed through several editions. Shakespeare follows the novel in most particulars, but varies from it in a few of some importance. For instance, in the story as told by Greene, Bellaria (Her- mione) dies upon hearing of the loss of her son ; and Pan- dosto (Leontes) falls in love with his own daughter, and is finally seized with a kind of melancholy or madness, in which he kills himself The poet appears to have changed the denouement because he was writing a comedy, not a tragedy. One of the minor incidents may possibly have been altered for another reason. In Fandosto the daughter of the king is cast adrift at sea in a rudderless boat. Collier suggests that this was changed in The Winter's Tale because in The Tem- pest the same incident had already been used in the case of Prospero and Miranda. The two plays are undoubtedly of nearly the same date, but, as Gervinus observes, this altera- tion in the story does not prove that The Teinpest was writ- ten first, but only indicates that the plan of both pieces was sketched at the same time. We need hardly add that the poet's indebtedness to the novelist, as in so many other cases of the kind, is really in- significant. "Whatever the merits of Greene's work— and it is a good tale of its sort and its time, though clumsily and pedantically told — they are altogether different in kind (we INTR OD UCTION. 1 3 will not consider the question of degree) from the merits of Shakespeare. ' In characterization of personages the tale is notably coarse and commonplace, in thought arid and barren, and in language alternately meagre and inflated; whereas there are few more remarkable creations in all lit- erature than Hermione, Perdita, Autolycus, Paulina, not to notice minor characters; and its teeming wealth of wisdom, and the daring and dainty beauty of its poetry, give the play a high place in the second rank of Shakespeare's works. Briefly, it is the old story over again : the dry stick that seems to bloom and blossom is but hidden by the leafy luxuriance and floral splendour of the plant that has been trained upon it" (White). III. CRITICAL COMMENTS ON THE PLAY. {^From Ulrici' s *'■ Shakspeare' s D7-amatic Art.^'' *'\ The general foundation and plan of the whole— the jeal- ousy of Leontes, the seclusion of the Queen and the repent- ance of her husband, the young Prince's love for the exceed- ingly beautiful shepherdess, etc. — although unusual, are nev- ertheless in accordance with reality; the characters, also, are consistently developed, without sudden changes and psychological improbabilities. Individual features, however, are all the more fantastic. We have here the full sway of accident and caprice in the concatenation of events, circum- stances, and relations ; every thing is removed from common experience. Not only is Delphos spoken of as an island and Bohemia as a maritime country (local reality, therefore, disregarded), but the reality of time also is completely set aside, inasmuch as the Delphic oracle is made to exist con- temporaneously with Russian emperors and the great paint- er Julio Romano ; in fact, the heroic age and the times of chivalry, the ancient customs of mythical religion, and ^ S/iakspeare's Dramatic Art, by Dr. Hermann Ulrici ; translated from the third German ed. by L. D. Schmitz (London, 1876), vol. ii. p. 30 fol. 14 THE WINTER'S TALE. Christianity with its institutions are brought together sans ch'hnonie. It is a matter of accident that the death of the Crown Prince is announced simultaneously with the utter- ance of the oracle, and that the condition of the Queen ap- pears like actual death. It is purely an accident that the babe is saved at the very moment that the nobleman who exposed it is torn to pieces by a bear, and that his ship, with all on board, is lost, so that no tidings could be carried back to Sicilia. It is mere accident that the young Prince of Bohemia strays into woods, and meets the shepherds with whom the Princess is living. In the end similar freaks of chance repair the results of the first accidents, bring all the dramatic personages together in Sicilia, put every thing into its proper order, and bring about a happy conclusion. As, therefore, the unreal, the fantastic, is here expressed in individual features rather than in the general fundamental relations of the play, so it is also more the interaction of ex- ternal matters of chance that governs the whole and solves the contradiction of opinions and intentions, of deeds and events ; thus, in spite of all the apparent impossibilities, that which is rational and right is ultimately brought about. It is just this sovereignty of eternal contingency, however, that gives the play the character of a tale and its title. For pure contingency — in its outward, objective form, which, as such, interrupts the order of nature, the given disposition of time and space, the causal connection of things, and comes in between like a foreign element — stands in the closest affinity to the idea of the marvellous. A tale or fairy tale, however, does not, as might be supposed, assume the won- derful merely as a form or outward dress j the wonderful is rather an essential element in it, because it is itself essen- tially based upon the mystic v\ev^ of things, which looks upon life only as the outward form of a deep, unrevealable mys- tery, to which every thing, therefore, appears an inexplicable wonder. Accordingly, that which in common life-^in our INTRODUCTION. 15 ignorance of its cause and necessity — we call chance, is made the ruling principle of the tale or fairy tale, and, in order that the principle, as such, may also be clearly and distinctly brought forward, it presents itself in strange, ar- bitrary, and fantastic shapes, in outward forms opposed to common reality. What is fairy-tale-like in character is, on this very account, a legitimate ingredient in the comic view of life, but ofily in the comic view ; a tragic fairy tale would be a poetical monstrosity.* In The Winter's Tale, however, Shakspeare has not opened up the whole region of the mar- vellous ; he has described the wonderful, not so much in its outer form as in its ideal nature and character. In fact, it exists here only in the incomprehensibility of outward con- tingency and the mysterious connection of the latter with the actions and fortunes of the dramatic characters. By thus modifying the idea Shakspeare has brought the whole nearer to the common reality of life, and enhances the effect by the greater illusion, for, in fact, a tale gains in poetic beauty when the representation of the marvellous is introduced noiselessly, as if it were the most ordinary of occurrences. Shakspeare has here again, I think, intimated by the title of his play in what sense he took up and worked upon Greene's romance. He could hardly have intended merely to dramatize a traditional tale ; the play is not called "^ Winter's Tale," but ''The Winter's Tale." The poet's in- tention here was again, as it were, to hold the mirror up to nature, to show the body of the time its pressure. In other words, he wished to show that from a certain point of view life itself appears like a strange, cheerful, and yet eerie win- ter's tale — a tale told to a circle of poetically disposed lis- teners gathered round the flickering fireside of a peaceful, happy home, on a raw winter's night, by a master in the art of story-telling, while the atmosphere of the warm, secure,- * Accordingly the alterations which Shakspeare made in Greene's novel were artistically necessary. 1 6 THE WINTER'S TALE. and joyous assembly mixes with the terrors of the advent- ures narrated, and with the cold, dismal night outside. It becomes this solely by the mysterious veil that envelops the power of chance which is spread over the whole. It is /-cheerful because through this veil we everywhere get a glim- mer of the light of a future which is leading all towards what is good, and because we everywhere feel that the dismal darkness of the present will be cleared off by a necessity which, even though equally dark, is internal. And yet a gentle shudder runs through our frame . .'. when we behold how, owing to the mysterious connection in the power of evil, mischief follows close upon the footsteps of sin, threat- ening the welfare of the whole kingdom ; and again when we behold how accident, as the avenging angel, seizes and destroys even the unwilling tools of crime, and how this complication of crimes even threatens to disturb the peace- ful, innocent happiness of the old shepherd and his family. It is self-evident that when life appears like a strange win- ter's tale, the conception cannot and should not be regarded as the plain and absolute truth. Shakspeare's intention was rather to set forward but one side, one element of the whole which is but little taken into consideration. And, in fact, this view of life contains the profound truth that life does not present itself to man only in its undimmed trans- parency and perfect clearness, like a bright, cheerful sum- mer's day, but that it is enveloped in a mysterious, irremov- able veil, and governed by a power that cannot always be recognized. Shakspeare does not forget to point to the fact that the only means a man has of protecting himself from this dark power is by strict adherence to the moral law and to the ethical order of the universe, and that, on the other hand, he inevitably falls a prey to it by wandering from the right path, by passion and want of self-control, and thus becomes a play-ball to its good or bad humours. INTRODUCTION. 17 YFroni Gervimis's ^'■Shakespeare Cotnvientariesy *'\ Shakespeare has treated Greene's narrative in the way he has usually dealt with his bad originals — he has done away with some indelicacy in the matter, and some unnatural things in the form ; he has given a better foundation to the characters and course of events ; but to impart an intrinsic value to the subject as a wdiole, to bring a double action into unity, and to give to the play the character of a regular drama by mere arrangements of matter and alteration of motive was not possible. The wildness of the fiction, the improbability and contingency of the events, the gap in the time which divides the two actions between two generations, could not be repaired by any art. Shakespeare, therefore, began upon his theme in quite an opposite direction. He increased still more the marvellous and miraculous in the given subject, he disregarded more and more the require- ments of the real and probable, and treated time, place, and circumstances with the utmost arbitrariness. He added the character of Antigonus and his death by the bear, Paulina and her second marriage in old age, the pretended death and the long forbearance and preservation of Hermione, Autoly- cus and his cunning tricks, and he increased thereby the improbable circumstances and strange incidents. He over- leaped all limits, mixing up together Russian emperors and the Delphic oracle and Julio Romano, chivalry and heathen- dom, ancient forms of religion and Whitsuntide pastorals. Greene had already taught him to pay no attention to prob- ability with regard to place, since in his narrative reference had already been made to the sea-shore in Bohemia and to the isla7id of Delphos. Added to this, there are mistakes in the style of those of Cervantes, where the theft of Sancho Panza's ass is forgotten. Prince Florizel, who (iv. 4) appears * Shakespeare Commentaries, by Dr. G. G. Gervinus, translated F. E. Bunnett : revised ed. (London, 1875), p. 802 fol. B 1 8 THE WINTER'S TALE. in shepherd's clothes^ exchanges immediately afterwards his court garments with Autolycus in the same scene; the old shepherd (iii. 3) knows at once, but whence does not appear, that the slaughtered Antigonus was an old man. Jonson and Dryden have made all this of far too much consequence, even while laughing at it. Pope has even doubted the gen- uineness of the play. The scenic effect, the excellent char- acterization of certain personages, and the beauty of the lan- guage of the play were acknowledged, but the poet was con- tinually upbraided for those very marvels which, in our opin- ion, he only intended as such. Three times in the play, and once for all in the title, he dwelt as emphatically as possible on the fictitious character of the play, which is wholly found- ed on the incredible and improbable. If we will dispute with him, it must be on the one point only — whether fictions be admissible on the stage or not. We must not criticise mistakes here and there, which, if that admissibility be al- lowed, may well have. been purposed by the poet. . . . While Shakespeare has at other times permitted in his dramas the existence of a twofold action, connected by a common idea, it was not necessary in the instance before us to sever the wasplike body of Greene's story, nor could he have entirely concentrated the two actions; he could but connect them indistinctly by a leading idea in both, although the manner in which he has outwardly connected them is a delicate and spirited piece of art, uniting, as he has done, tragedy and comedy, making the one elevate the other, and thus enriching the stage with a tragi-comic pastoral, a com- bination wholly unknown even to the good Polonius. . . . Shakespeare has written little that can compare with the fourth act of The Winter's Tale for variety, liveliness, and beauty. But the fifth act rises still higher in the magic scene of the reanimation of Hermione and the description of the recognition that precedes it. The poet has wisely placed this event behind the scenes, otherwise the play would have INTRODUCriOAr, ^^ been too full of powerful scenes. " The dignit}^ of this act," it is said, " was worth the audience of kings and princes; but the actors, too, who should play these scenes worthily, ought to be kings." The mere relation of this meeting is in itself a rare masterpiece of prose description. \Frovi Mrs. Javiesoii's " Characteristics of IVomeji.^^*] The story of Florizel and Perdita is but an episode in T/ie Winter's 7ale, and the character of Perdita is properly kept subordinate to that of her mother, Hermione; yet the picture is perfectly finished in every part; Juliet herself is not more firmly and distinctly drawn. . . . The qualities which impart to Perdita her distinct individ- uality are the beautiful combination of the pastoral with the elegant — of simplicity with elevation — of spirit with sweet- ness. The exquisite delicacy of the picture is apparent. To understand and appreciate its effective truth and nature, we should place Perdita beside some of the nymphs of Arcadia, or the Chlorises and Sylvias of the Italian pastorals, who, how- ever graceful in themselves, when opposed to Perdita seem to melt away into mere poetical abstractions; as, in Spenser, the fair but fictitious Florimel, which the subtle enchantress had moulded out of snow, "vermeil-tinctured," and informed with an airy spirit that knew " all wiles of woman's wits," fades and dissolves away when placed next to the real Flori- mel, in her warm, breathing, human loveliness. Perdita does not appear till the fourth act, and the whole of the character is developed in the course of a single scene (the fourth) with a completeness of efiect which leaves noth- ing to be required — nothing to be supplied. She is first in- troduced in the dialogue between herself and Florizel, where she compares her own lowly state to his princely rank, and expresses her fears of the issue of their unequal attachment. With all her timidity and her sense of the distance which * American ed. (Boston, 1857), pp. 173 fol. and 222 fo!. 20 THE WINTER'S TALE. separates her from her lover, she breathes not a single word which could lead us to impugn either her delicacy or her dignity. The impression of her perfect beauty and airy elegance of demeanour is conveyed in two exquisite passages : " What you do Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, I 'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I 'd have you buy and sell so, so give alms, Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs. To sing them too : when you do dance, I wish you A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function." " I take thy hand, this hand. As soft as dove's down, and as white as it. Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fann'd snow That 's bolted by the northern blasts twice o'erj' The artless manner in which her innate nobility of soul shines forth through her pastoral disguise is thus brought before us at once : " This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward ; nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place." Her natural loftiness of spirit breaks out where she is menaced and reviled by the King, as one whom his son has degraded himself by merely looking on. She bears the royal frown without quailing ; but the moment he is gone the im-' mediate recollection of herself, and of her humble state, of her hapless love, is full of beauty, tenderness, and nature : " Even here undone ! I was much afeard ; for once or twice, I was about to speak and tell him plainly, The selfsame sun that shines upon his court Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Looks on alike. Will 't please you, sir, be gone ? INTRODUCTION. 21 I told you what would come of this. Beseech you, Of your own state take care ; this dream of mine, — Being now awake, I '11 queen it no inch farther, But milk my ewes and weep." " How often have I told you 't would be thus ! How often said, my dignity would last But till 't were known !" Perdita has another characteristic, which lends to the poet- ical delicacy of the delineation a certain strength and moral elevation which is peculiarly striking. It is that sense of truth and rectitude, that upright simplicity of mind, which disdains all crooked and indirect means, which would not stoop for an instant to dissemblance, and is mingled with a noble confidence in her love and in her lover. In this spirit is her answer to Camillo, who says, courtier-like : "Besides you know Prosperity 's the very bond of love, ^¥hose fresh complexion and whose heart together Affliction alters." To which she replies : " One of these is true ; I think affliction may subdue the cheek. But not take in the mind." This love of truth, this cofiscie?itiousness, which forms so dis- tinct a feature in the character of Perdita, and mingles with its picturesque delicacy a certain firmness and dignity, is maintained consistently to the last. When the two lovers fly together from Bohemia, and take refuge in the court of Leontes, the real father of Perdita, Florizel presents himself before the King with a feigned tale, in which he has been artfully instructed by the old counsellor Camillo. During this scene, Perdita does not utter a word. In the strait in which they are placed, she cannot deny the story which Florizel relates — she will not confirm it. Her silence, in spite of all the compliments and greetings of Leontes, has a peculiar and characteristic grace; and, at the conclusion of 2 2 THE WINTER'S TALE. the scene, when they are betrayed, the truth bursts from her as if instinctively, and she exclaims, with emotion : " The heaven sets spies upon us, will not have Our contract celebrated," After this scene, Perdita says very little. The description of her grief, while listening to the relation of her mother's death, — " One of the prettiest touches of all . . . was when, at the relation of the queen's death, with the manner how she came to 't . . . how at- tentiveness wounded her daughter ; till, from one sign of dolour to another, she did, with an 'Alas,' I would fain say, bleed tears," — her deportment, too, as she stands gazing on the statue of Hermione, fixed in wonder, admiration, and sorrow, as if she too were marble, — " O royal piece ! There 's magic in thy majesty, which has From thy admiring daughter took the spirits, Standing like stone with thee," — are touches of character conveyed indirectly, and which serve to give a more finished effect to the beautiful picture. . . . The character of Hermione exhibits what is never found in the other sex, but rarely in our own, yet sometimes — dig- nity without pride, love without passion, and tenderness with- out weakness. To conceive a character in which there enters so much of the negative, required perhaps no rare and aston- ishing effort of genius, such as created a Juliet, a Miranda, or a Lady Macbeth ; but to delineate such a character in the poetical form, to develop it through the medium of action and dialogue, without the aid of description ; to preserve its tranquil, mild, and serious beauty, its unimpassioned dignity, and at the same time keep the strongest hold upon our sym- pathy and our imagination ; and out of this exterior calm produce the most profound pathos, the most vivid impression of life and internal power — it is this which renders the char- acter of Hermione one of Shakspeare's masterpieces. introduction: 23"^ Hermione is a queen, a matron, and a mother; she is good and beautiful, and royally descended. A majestic sweetness, a grand and gracious simplicity, an easy, unforced, yet digni- fied self-possession, are in all her deportment, and in every word she utters. She is one of those characters of whom it has been said proverbially that "still waters run deep," Her passions are not vehement, but in her settled mind the sources of pain or pleasure, love or resentment, are like the springs that feed the mountain lakes, impenetrable, unf^athomable, and inexhaustible. Shakspeare has conveyed (as is his custom) a part of the character of Hermione in scattered touches and through the impressions which she produces on all around her. Her surpassing beauty is alluded to in few but strong terms : "This jealousy Is for a precious creature ; as she is rare Must it be great. Praise her but for this her out-door form (Which, on my faith, deserves high speech)." " If, one by one, you wedded all the world, Or from the all that are took something good To make a perfect woman, she you kill'd Would be unparallel'd." " I might have look'd upon my queen's full eyes, Have taken treasure from her lips . . . and left them More rich for what they yielded." The expressions "most sacred lady," "dread mistress," "sovereign," with which she is addressed or alluded to, the boundless devotion and respect of those around her, and their confidence in her goodness and innocence, are so many additional strokes in the portrait. . . . She receives the first intimation of her husband's jealous suspicions with incredulous astonishment. It is not that, like Desdemona, she does not or cannot understand; but she 24 THE WINTER'S TALE. will not. When he accuses her more plainly, she replies with a calm dignity : " Should a villain say so, The most replenish'd villain in the world, He were as much more villain ; you, my lord, Do but mistake." This characteristic composure of temper never forsakes her; and yet it is so delineated that the impression is that of grandeur, and never borders upon pride or coldness : it is the fortitude of a gentle but a strong mind, conscious of its own innocence. Nothing can be more affecting than her calm reply to Leontes, who, in his jealous rage, heaps insult upon insult, and accuses her before her own attend- ants as no better " than one of those to whom the vulgar give bold titles." " How will this grieve you. When you shall come to clearer knowledge, that You thus have publish'd me ! Gentle my lord, You scarce can right me throughly then to say You did mistake." Her mild dignity and saintlike patience, combined as they are with the strongest sense of the cruel injustice of her husband, thrill us with admiration as well as pity ; and we cannot but see and feel that for Hermione to give way to tears and feminine complaints under such a blow would be quite incompatible with the character. Thus she says of herself, as she is led to prison : ''There 's some ill planet reigns; I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favourable. — Good my lords, I am not prone to weeping, as our sex Commonly are ; the want of which vain dew Perchance shall dry your pities : but I have That honourable grief lodg'd here which burns Worse than tears drown. Beseech you all, my lords, INTRODUCTION. 25 With thought so qualified as your charities Shall best instruct you, measure me ; — and so The king's will be perform'd !" When she is brought to trial for supposed crimes, called on to defend herself, "standing to prate and talk for life and honour, before who please to come and hear," the sense of her ignominious situation — all its shame and all its horror press upon her, and would apparently crush even her magnanimous spirit but for the consciousness of her own worth and in- nocence, and the necessity that exists for asserting and de- fending both. . . . The character of Hermione is considered open to criticism on one point. I have heard it remarked that when she se- cludes herself from the world for sixteen years, during which time she is mourned as dead by her repentant husband, and is not won to relent from her resolve by his sorrow, his remorse, his constancy to her memory, — such conduct is unfeeling as it is inconceivable in a tender and virtuous woman. . . . The incident of Hermione's supposed death and concealment for sixteen years is not indeed very prob- able in itself, nor very likely to occur in every-day life. But, besides all the probability necessary for the purposes of poetry, it has all the likelihood it can derive from the pe- culiar character of Hermione, who is precisely the woman who could and would have acted in this manner. In such a mind as hers, the sense of a cruel injury, inflicted by one she had loved and trusted, without awakening any violent anger or any desire of vengeance, would sink deep — almost incurably and lastingly deep. So far she is most unlike either Imogen or Desdemona, who are portrayed as much more flexible in temper; but then the circumstances under which she is wronged are very different, and far more unpardonable. The self-created, frantic jealousy of Leontes is very distinct from that of Othello, writhing under the arts of lago; or that of Posthumus, whose understanding has been cheated by the 26 THE WINTER'S TALE, most damning evidence of his wife's infidelity. The jealousy which in Othello and Posthumus is an error of judgment, in , Leontes is a vice of the blood ; he suspects without cause, condemns without proof; he is without excuse — unless the mixture of pride, passion, and imagination, and the predispo- sition to jealousy, with which Shakspeare has portrayed him, be considered as an excuse. Hermione has been openly in- sulted : he to whom she gave herself, her heart, her soul, has stooped to the weakness and baseness of suspicion ; has doubted her truth, has wronged her love, has sunk in her es- teem, and forfeited her confidence. She has been branded with vile names ; her son, her eldest hope, is dead — dead through the false accusation which has stuck infamy on his mother's name; and her innocent babe, stained with illegitima- cy, disowned and rejected, has been exposed to a cruel death. Can we believe that the mere tardy acknowledgment of her innocence could make amends for wrongs and agonies such as these ? or heal a heart which must have bled inwardly, consumed by that untold grief "which burns worse than tears drown?" Keeping in view the peculiar character of Her- mione, such as she is delineated, is she one either to forgive hastily or forget quickly ? and though she might, in her soli- tude, mourn over her repentant husband, would his repent- ance suffice to restore him at once to his place in her heart; to efface from her strong and reflecting mind the recollection of his miserable weakness? or can we fancy this high-souled woman— left childless through the injury which has been in- flicted on her, widov/ed in heart by the unworthiness of him she loved, a spectacle of grief to all, to her husband a con- tinual reproach and humiliation— walking through the parade of royalty in the court which had witnessed her anguish, her shame, her degradation, and her despair ? Methinks that the want of feeling, nature, delicacy, and consistency would lie in such an exhibition as this. In a mind like Hermione's, where the strength of feeling is founded in the power of thought, and INTR OD UC TION. 2 7 where there is little of impulse or imagination — " the depth, but not the tumult, of the soul"*— there are but two influ ences which predominate over the will— time and religion. And what then remained but that, wounded in heart and spirit, she should retire from the world ? — not to brood over her wrongs, but to study forgiveness, and wait the fulfilment of the oracle which had promised the termination of her sor- rows. Thus a premature reconciliation would not only have been painfully inconsistent with the character ; it would also have deprived us of that most beautiful scene in which Her- mione is discovered to her husband as the statue or image of herself And here we have another instance of that admi- rable art with which the dramatic character is fitted to the circumstances in which it is placed : that perfect command over her own feelings, that complete self-possession necessary to this extraordinary situation, is consistent with all that we imagine of Hermione; in any other woman it would be so incredible as to shock all our ideas of probability. . . . The effect produced on the different persons of the drama by this living statue — an effect which at the same moment is and is not illusion — the manner in which the feelings of the spectators become entangled between the conviction of death and the impression of life, the idea of a deception and the feeling of a reality; and the exquisite colouring of poetry and touches of natural feeling with which the whole is wrought up, till wonder, expectation, and intense pleasure hold our pulse and breath suspended on the event — are quite inim- itable. . . . The moment when Hermione descends from her pedes- tal, to the sound of soft music, and throws herself, without *"The gods approve The depth, and not the tumult, of the soul."— Wordsworth. " II pouvait y avoir des vagues majestueuses et non de I'orage dans son ccEur," was finely observed of Madame de Stael in her maturer years; it would have been true of Hermione at any period of her life. 28 THE WINTER'S TALE. speaking, into her husband's arms, is one of inexpressible interest. It appears to me that her silence during the whole of this scene (except where she invokes a blessing on her daughter's head) is in the finest taste as a poetical beauty, besides being an admirable trait of character. The misfortunes of Hermione, her long religious seclusion, the w^onderful and almost supernatural part she has just enact- ed, have invested her with such a sacred and awful charm that any words put into her mouth must, I think, have in- jured the solemn and profound pathos of the situation. There are several among Shakspeare's characters which exercise a far stronger power over our feelings, our fancy, our understanding, than that of Hermione j but not one — unless perhaps Cordelia — constructed upon so high and pure a principle. It is the union of gentleness with power which constitutes the perfection of mental grace. Thus among the ancients, with whom the graces were also the charities (to show, perhaps, that while form alone may con- stitute beauty, sentiment is necessary to grace), one and the same word signified equally strength and virtue. This feeling, carried into the fine arts, was the secret of the an- tique grace — the grace of repose. The same eternal nat- ure — the same sense of immutable truth and beauty, which revealed this sublime principle of art to the ancient Greeks, revealed it to the genius of Shakspeare ; and the character of Hermione, in which we have the same largeness of con- ception and delicacy of execution — the same effect of suf- fering without passion, and grandeur without effort — is an instance, I think, that he felt within himself, and by intuition, what we study all our lives in the remains of ancient art. The calm, regular, classical beauty of Hermione's character is the more impressive from the wild and Gothic accompani- ments of her story, and the beautiful relief afforded by the pastoral and romantic grace which is thrown around her daughter, Perdita. INTR on UC TIOiV. 2 9 [From DowdeiCs '''■Shakspere?''*'\ The plays belonging to Shakspere's final period of au- thorship, which I shall consider, are three : Cymbeline^ The Winter's Tale, and The Tempest. The position in which they were placed in the first Folio (whether it was the re- sult of design or accident) is remarkable. The Winter's Tale is the last of the comedies, which all lie between this play and The Tempest. The circumstance may have been a piece of accident ; but if so, it was a lucky accident, which suggests* that our first and our last impression of Shakspere shall be that of Shakspere in his period of large, serene wisdom, and that in the light of the clear and sol- emn vision of his closing years all his writings shall be read. Characteristics of versification and style, and the enlarged place given to scenic spectacle, indicate that these plays were produced much about the same time. But the ties of deepest kinship between them are spiritual. There is a certain romantic element in each.f They receive con- tributions from every portion of Shakspere's genius, but all are mellowed, refined, made exquisite ; they avoid the ex- tremes of broad humour and of tragic intensity ; they were written with less of passionate concentration than the plays which immediately precede them, but with more of a spirit of deep or exquisite recreation. . . . The period of the tragedies was ended. In the tragedies Shakspere had made his inquisition into the mystery of evil. He had studied those injuries of man to man which are irreparable. He had seen the innocent suffering with the guilty. Death came and removed the criminal and his victim from human sight, and we were left with solemn awe * Shakspere: a Critical Study of his Mind aiid Art, by Edward Dow- den (2d ed. London, 1876), p. 402 fol. t The same remark applies to Shakspere's part oi Pericles, which be- longs to this period. 30 THE WINTER'S TALE. upon our hearts in presence of the insoluble problems of life. ... At the same time that Shakspere had shown the tragic mystery of human life, he had fortified the heart by showing that to suffer is not the supreme evil with man, and that loyalty and innocence, and self-sacrifice, and pure redeeming ardour, exist, and cannot be defeated. Now, in his last period of authorship, Shakspere remained grave — how could it be otherwise ? — but his severity was tem- pered and purified. He had less need of the crude doc- trine of Stoicism, because the tonic of such wisdom as ex- ists in Stoicism had been taken up, and absorbed into his blood. Shakspere still thought of the graver trials and tests which life applies to human character, of the wrongs which man inflicts on man ; but his present temper demanded not a tragic issue — it rather demanded an issue into joy or peace. The dissonance must be resolved into a harmony, clear and rapturous, or solemn and profound. And, ac- cordingly, in each of these plays, The Winter's Tale, Cym- beline^ The Tempest^ while grievous errors of the heart are shown to us, and wrongs of man to man as cruel as those of the great tragedies, at the end there is a resolution of the dissonance, a reconciliation. This is the word which interprets Shakspere's later plays — reconciliation, "word over all, beautiful as the sky." It is not, as in the earlier comedies — The Two Gentlemen of Verona, Much Ado about Nothing, As You Like It, and others — a mere denouement. The resolution of the discords in these latest plays is not a mere stage necessity, or a necessity of composition, resorted to by the dramatist to effect an ending of the play, and lit- tle interesting his imagination or his heart. Its signifi- cance here is ethical and spiritual ; it is a moral necessity. In The Winter's Tale, the jealousy of Leontes is not less, but more fierce and unjust than that of Othello. No lago whispers poisonous suspicion in Leontes' ear. His wife is INTRODUCTION. 31 not untried, nor did she yield to him her heart with the sweet proneness of Desdemona : — " Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter ' I am yours for ever.' " Hermione is susjDected of sudden and shameless dishonour, she who is a matron, the mother of Leontes' children, a woman of serious and sweet dignity of character, inured to a noble self-command, and frank only through the con- sciousness of invulnerable loyalty."* The passion of Leon- tes is not, like that of Othello, a terrible chaos of soul — confusion and despair at the loss of what had been to him the fairest thing on earth ; there is a gross personal resent- ment in the heart of Leontes, not sorrowful, judicial indig- * The contrast between Othello and The Winte7'''s Tale has been no- ticed by Coleridge, and is admirably drawn out in detail by Gervinus and Kreyssig, to whose treatment of the subject the above paragraph is indebted. [Coleridge's remarks are as follows : "The idea of this delightful drama is a genuine jealousy of disposition, and it should be immediately fol- lowed by the perusal of Othello, which is the direct contrast of it in ev- ery particular. For jealousy is a vice of the mind, a culpable tendency of the temper, having certain well-known and well-defined effects and concomitants, all of which are visible in Leontes, and, I boldly say, not one of which marks its presence in Othello ; — such as, first, an excita- bility by the most inadequate causes, and an eagerness to snatch at proofs; secondly, a grossness of conception, and a disposition to de- grade the object of the passion by sensual fancies and images ; thirdly, a sense of shame of his own feelings exhibited in a solitary moodiness of humour, and yet from the violence of the passion forced to utter itself, and therefore catching occasions to ease the mind by ambiguities, equi- voques, by talking to those who cannot, and who are known not to be able to, understand what is said to them — in short, by soliloquy in the form of dialogue, and hence a confused, broken, and fragmentary man- ner ; fourthly, a dread of vulgar ridicule, as distinct from a high sense of honour, or a mistaken sense of duty; and lastly, and immediately, consequent on this, a spirit of selfish vindictiveness." See extract from Gerviuus in note on i. 2. 87 below. — Ed.] 32 THE WINTER'S TALE. nation ; his passion is hideously grotesque, while that of Othello is pathetic. The consequences of this jealous madness of Leontes are less calamitous than the ruin wrought by Othello's jeal- ousy, because Hermione is courageous and collected, and possessed of a fortitude of heart which years of suffering are unable to subdue. . . . But although the wave of calam- ity is broken by the firm resistance offered by the fortitude of Hermione, it commits ravage enough to be remembered. Upon the Queen comes a lifetime of solitude and pain. The hopeful son of Leontes and Hermione is done to death, and the infant Perdita is estranged from her kindred and her friends. But at length the heart of Leontes is instructed and purified by anguish and remorse. He has "performed a saintlike sorrow," redeemed his faults, paid down more penitence than done trespass : " Whilst I remember Her and her virtues, I cannot forget My blemishes in them, and so still think of The wrong I did myself; which was so much, That heirless it hath made my kingdom and Destroy'd the sweet'st companion that e'er man Bred his hopes out of." •And Leontes is received back without reproach into the arms of his wife; she embraces him in silence, allowing the good pain of his repentance to effect its utmost work. . . . From the first, Hermione, whose clear-sightedness is equal to her courage, had perceived that her husband laboured under a delusion which was cruel and calamitous to himself. From the first she transcends all blind resentment, and has true pity for the man who wrongs her. But if she has forti- tude for her own uses, she also is able to accept for her hus- band the inevitable pain which is necessary to restore him to his better mind. She will not shorten the term of his suffering, because that suffering is beneficent. And at the INTRODUCTION. ^^-^ last her silent embrace carries with it — and justly — a portion of that truth she had uttered long before : " How will this grieve you, When you shall come to clearer knowledge, that You thus have publish'd me ! Gentle my lord. You scarce can right me throughly then to say You did mistake." The calm and complete comprehension of the fact is a pos- session painful yet precious to Hermione, and it lifts her above all vulgar confusion of heart or temper, and above all unjust resentment. . . . Over the beauty of youth and the love of youth there is shed, in these plays of Shakspere's final period, a clear yet tender luminousness not elsewhere to be perceived in his writings. In his earlier plays, Shakspere writes concerning young men and maidens, their loves, their mirth, their griefs, as one who is among them, who has a lively, personal inter- est in their concerns, who can make merry with them, treat them familiarly, and, if need be, can mock them into good sense. There is nothing in these early plays wonderful, strangely beautiful, pathetic about youth and its joys and sorrows. . . . But in these latest plays the beautiful, pathetic light is always present. There are the sufferers, aged, expe- rienced, tried — Queen Katherine, Prospero, Hermione. And over against these there are the children absorbed in their happy and exquisite egoism — Perdita and Miranda, Florizel and Ferdinand, and the boys of old Belarius. ... In each of these plays we can see Shakspere, as it were, bending ten- derly over the joys and sorrows of youth. We recognize this rather through the total characterization, and through a feeling and a presence, than through definite incident or statement. But some of this feeling escapes in the disinter- ested joy and admiration of old Belarius when he gazes at the princely youths, and in Camillo's loyalty to Florizel and Perdita ; while it obtains more distinct expression in such a C 34 THE WINTER'S TALE. word as that which Prospero utters, when from a distance he watches with pleasure Miranda's zeal to relieve Ferdinand from his task of log -bearing: — "Poor worm, thou art in- fected." {From FurnivaWs Introduction to the Play.*'\ We turn from our murky Britain again to sunlit Sicily and the Mediterranean, and though Mamillius tells us that — *' A sad tale 's best for winter," yet, notwithstanding all Hermione's suffering, and the death of her gallant boy, who used to frighten her with goblin sto- ries, we can't call Shakspere's Winter's Tale sad. It is so fragrant with Perdita and her primroses and violets, so happy in the reunion and reconciliation of her and her father and mother, so bright with the sunshine of her and of Florizel's young love, and the merry roguery of that scamp Autolycus, that none of us can think of The Winter's Tale as a "sad tale" or play. The last complete play of Shakspere's as it is, the golden glow of the sunset of his genius is over it, the sweet country air all through it ; and of few, if any of his plays, is there a pleasanter picture in the memory than of Winter's Tale. As long as men can think, shall Perdita brighten and sweeten, Hermione ennoble, men's minds and lives. How happily, too, it brings Shakspere before us, mixing with his Stratford neighbours at their sheep-shearing and country sports, en- joying the vagabond pedlar's gammon and talk, delighting in the sweet Warwickshire maidens, and buying them " fair- ings," telling goblin stories to the boys, " There was a man dwelt by a churchyard," f — opening his heart afresh to all the innocent mirth, and the beauty of nature around him. He borrowd the improbable story of his play from a popu- lar tale by his old abuser Greene, Pandosto (or Dorastus and * The Leopold Shakspere (London, 1877), p. xci. t Who will finish it for us ? INTRODUCTION. ,e Fawnia — who is Perdita), of which the first edition in 1588 was followd by thirteen others, and which puts the inland Bohemia on the sea-shore, as Shakspere does. This tale contains no original of Paulina and Autolycus, or the recon- ciliation of Leontes and Hermione;* the shepherd's wife's name is Mopsa; the queen dies on hearing of the death of her son. Shakspere changes Bohemia for Sicily, and vice versa. We must accept the medley and anachronisms of this play, as Hudson says, "making Whitsun pastorals, Chris- tian burial, Giulio Romano, the Emperor of Russia, and Pu- ritans singing psalms to hornpipes, all contemporary with the oracle of Delphi. "f "It is a winter's tale, an old tale," and one must not object to confusions in it. It is Greene's tale, informd by a new spirit, instinct with a new life. The play is late in metre, in feeling, in purpose. It has no five- measure ryme in the dialogue, its end-stopt lines are only one in 2.12, its double-endings are as many as one in 2.85; it has passages in Shakspere's latest budding style, "What you do, still betters what is done," etc. Its purpose, its les- son, are to teach forgiveness of wrongs, not vengeance for them ; to give the sinner time to repent and amend, not to cut him off in his sin; to frustrate the crimes he has pur- post. And as in Pericles., father and lost daughter, and wife and mother thought dead, meet again \ as in Cymbeline, father and injured daughter meet again, she forgiving her wrongs; as there, too, friends meet again, the injured friend forgiving his wrongs, so here do lost daughter, injured daughter and injuring father, meet, he being forgiven ; so injured friend forgiving, meets injuring friend forgiven; while above all rises the figure of the noble, long-suffering wife Hermione, forgiving the base though now repentant husband who had so cruelly injured her. She links this play to Shakspere's * And none of Antigonus or the shepherd's son. t Compare what Uh-ici and Gervinus say in the extracts on pp. 13 and 17 above. — Ed. 36 THE WINTER'S TALE. last fragment, Heniy VIII. ^ and makes us believe that this twice-repeated reunion of husband and wife, in their daugh- ter, late in life, this twice -repeated forgiveness of sinning husbands by sinnd-against wives, have somewhat to do with Shakspere's reunion with his wife, and his renewd family life at Stratford. The Fourth-Period melody is heard all through the play. We see, too, in The Winter's Tale the con- trast between court and country that The Tempest and Cym- beliiie showd us. Plenty of other links there are, of which we will note only two : First, one like the sword line at the end of Tear and Othello^ " Slander, whose sting is sharper than the sword's" {Winter's Tale, ii. 3. 85); " Slander, whose edge is sharper than the sword" (Cymbeline, iii. 4. 35); and second, the clown's clothes making the gentleman -born in Winter's Tale, and Cloten's " Know'st thou me not by my clothes V In The Tempest we have a storm as here, while our play is linkt to Othello by the king's monomaniacal jeal- ousy being like Othello's, though here it is self-suggested, not from without by an lago. Paulina here is a truer Emilia : she steals no handkerchief: but the ladies are alike in their love for their mistresses, and in their violent indigna- tion, so well-deservd, against their masters. The pretty picture of the two kings' early friendship, which reminds us of those of Celia and Rosalind in As You like It, and of Hermia and Helena in the Dream^ is soon broken down by the monomania of Leontes's jealousy, and the disgrace- fulness of his talking to his boy Mamillius about his wife's supposd adultery. His attempt to get Camillo to poison Polixenes is more direct than even John's with Hubert to murder Arthur, Richard's with Tyrrel to strangle the inno- cents, Henry the Fourth's with Exton to clear Richard the Second from his path. His sending his guiltless daughter to her death, and his insistence on his wife's guilt and trial, *Nole the likeness of Hermione's how pretence of love Avill manage wives, to that of Luciana in the Errors. INTRODUCTION, 3y are almost madness too. But his repentance, like Posthu- mus's, comes at last, and is, we hope, as real. At any rate, he gets the benefit of Shakspere's Fourth-Period mood, which has restord to him the wife and daughter whom he never deservd. Hermione is, I suppose, the most magnanimous and noble of Shakspere's women ; without a fault, she suf- fers, and for sixteen years, as if for the greatest fault. If we contrast her noble defence of herself against the shame- less imputation on her honour, with the conduct of earlier women in like case, the faltering words and swoon of Hero, the few ill-starrd sentences of Desdemona, saying just what would worst inflame her husband's wrath, the pathetic ap- peal and yet submission of Imogen, we see how splendidly Shakspere has developt in his last great creation. And when Camillo's happy suggestion that Florizel should take Perdita to Sicily and Leontes has borne fruit, and Shak- spere — forced to narrative, as in the news of Lear to Corde- lia — unites father and daughter, and then brings both into union before us with the mother thought so long a corpse and still a stone, the climax of pathos and delight is reacht: art can no farther go, Combind with this noble, suffering figure of Hermione, and her long-sunderd married life, is the sweet picture of Perdita's and Florizel's love and happy future. Shakspere shows us more of Perdita than of Mi- randa; and heavenly as the innocence of Miranda was, we yet feel that Perdita comes to us with a sweeter, more earth- like charm, though not less endowd with all that is pure and holy, than her sister of the imaginary Mediterranean isle. On these two sweet English girls, bright with the ra- diance of youth and love, the mind delights to linger, and does so with happiness, while sadness haunts the recollec- tion of Shakspere's first great girl-figure Juliet, beautiful in different kind. Not only do we see Shakspere's freshness of spirit in his production of Perdita, but also in his creation of Autolycus. 38 THE WINTER'S TALE. That, at the close of his dramatic life, after all the troubles he had passt through, Shakspere had yet the youngness of heart to bubble out into this merry rogue, the incarnation of fun and rascality, and let him sail off successful and un- harmd, is wonderful. And that there is no diminution of his former comic power is shown, too, in his clown, who wants but somethins: to be a reasonable man. THE AVON AT WEIR BRAKE. THE WINTER'S TALE. DRAMATIS PERSONS. Leontes, King of Sicilia. Mamillius, young Prince of Sicilia. Camillo, ^ Antigonus, I Four Lords of Sicilia. Cleomenes, Dion, j Polixenes, King of Bohemia. Florizel, Prince of Bohemia. Archidamus, a Lord of Bohemia. Old Shepherd, reputed father of Perdita. Clown, his son. AuTOLYCus, a rogue. A Mariner. A Gaoler. Hermione, Queen to Leontes. Perdita, daughter to Leontes and Her- mione. Paulina, wife to Antigonus. Emilia, a lady attending on Hermione. Mopsa, ) Dorcas, ) Shepherdesses. Other Lords and Gentlemen, Ladies, Offi- cers, Guards, Servants, Shepherds, and Shepherdesses. Time, as Chorus. Scene : Sicilia and Bohemia. , ,,.|J„i.i; PORTAL OF PALACE COURT, PRAGUE. ACT I. Scene I. Antechmnber in the Palace of Leontcs. Enter Camillo and Archidaimus. Archidamus. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohe- mia, on the like occasion whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia. 42 THE WINTER'S TALE, Camillo. I think, this coming summer, the King of SiciUa means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him. Archidamus. Wherein our entertainment shall shame us we will be justified in our loves; for indeed — Camillo. Beseech you, — lo Archidamus. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowl- edge; we cannot with such magnificence — in so rare — I know not what to say. AVe will give you sleepy drinks, that your senses, unintelligent of our insufBcience, may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse us. Camillo. You pay a great deal too dear for what 's given freely. Archidamus. Believe me, I speak as my understanding in- structs me and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. 19 Camillo. Sicilia cannot show himself over -kind to Bohe- mia. They were trained together in their childhoods ; and there rooted betwixt them then such an affection, which can- not choose but branch now\ Since their more mature dig- nities and royal necessities made separation of their society, their encounters, though not personal, hath been royally attorneyed with interchange of gifts, letters, loving embas- sies; that they have seemed to be together, though absent, shook hands, as over a vast, and embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed winds. The heavens continue their loves ! 30 Archidamus. I think there is not in the world either malice or matter to alter it. You have an unspeakable comfort of your young prince Mamillius; it is a gentleman of the great- est promise that ever came into my note. Camillo. I very well agree with you in the hopes of him. It is a gallant child ; one that indeed physics the subject, makes old hearts fresh : they that went on crutches ere he was born desire yet their life to see him a man. Archidamus. Would they else be content to die? 39 ACT I. SCENE II. 43 Camilla. Yes; if there were no other excuse why they should desire to live. Arc/iidamiis. If the king had no son, they would desire Id live on crutches till he had one. {^Exeimt. Scene II. A Room of State m the Same. Enter Leontes, Hermione, Mamillius, Polixenes^ Camil- LO, a7id Attendants. Polixenes. Nine changes of the watery star hath been The shepherd's note since we have left our throne Without a burthen : time as long again Would be fiU'd up, my brother, with our thanks; And yet we should, for perpetuity, Go hence in debt : and therefore, like a cipher. Yet standing in rich place, I multiply With one ' We thank you ' many thousands moe That go before it. Leontes. Stay your thanks a while; And pay them when you part. Polixenes. Sir, that 's to-morrow. lo I am question'd by my fears, of what may chance Or breed upon our absence. — That may blow No sneaping winds at home, to make us say 'This is put forth too truly !' — Besides, I have stay'd To tire your royalty. Leontes. We are tougher, brother, Than you can put us to 't. Polixenes. No longer stay. Leontes. One seven-night longer. Polixenes. Very sooth, to-morrow. Leontes. We '11 part the time between 's then; and in that I '11 no gainsaying. Polixenes. Press me not, beseech you, so. There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the world, 20 44 THE WINTER'S TALE. So soon as yours could win me; so it should now, Were there necessity in your request, although 'T were needful I denied it. My affairs Do even drag me homeward : which to hinder Were in your love a whip to me ; my stay To you a charge and trouble : to save both. Farewell, our brother. Leontes. Tongue-tied our queen ? speak you. HermioJie. I had thought, sir, to have held my peace until You had drawn oaths from him not to stay. You, sir. Charge him too coldly. Tell him, you are sure 30 All in Bohemia 's well; this satisfaction The bygone day proclaim'd : say this to him. He 's beat from his best ward. Leontes. Well said, Hermione. Hermio7ie. To tell, he longs to see his son, were strong : But let him say so then, and let him go j But let him swear so, and he shall not stay. We '11 thwack him hence with distaffs. — Yet of your royal presence I '11 adventure The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia You take my lord, I '11 give him my commission 40 To let him there a month behind the gest Prefix'd for 's parting ;— yet, good deed, Leontes, I love thee not a jar o' the clock behind What lady she her lord.— You '11 stay .? Polixenes. No, madam. Hermione. Nay, but you will ? Polixenes. I may not, verily. Hermione. Verily! You put me off with limber vows ; but I, Though you would seek to unsphere the stars with oaths, Should yet say ' Sir, no going.' Verily, You shall not go ; a lady's ' Verily ' is 50 As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet? ACT I. SCENE II. .- 45 Force me to keep you as a prisoner, Not like a guest ; so you shall pay your fees When you depart, and save your thanks. How say you? My prisoner? or my guest? by your dread 'Verily,' One of them you shall be. Folixenes. Your guest, then, madam : To be your prisoner should import offending; Which is for me less easy to commit Than you to punish. Hermione. Not your gaoler, then, But your kind hostess. Come, I '11 question you 60 Of my lord's tricks and yours when you were boys ; You were pretty lordings then ? Folixenes. We were, fair queen, Two lads that thought there was no more behind But such a day to-morrow as to-day. And to be boy eternal. Hermione. Was not my lord The verier wag o' the two ? Folixenes. We were as twinn'd lambs that did frisk i' the sun, And bleat the one at the other. What we changed Was innocence for innocence ; we knew not The doctrine of ill-doing, nor dream'd 70 That any did. Had we pursued that life, And our weak spirits ne'er been higher rear'd With stronger blood, we should have answer'd heaven Boldly 'not guilty;' the imposition clear'd Hereditary ours. Hermione. By this we gather You have tripp'd since. Folixenes. O my most sacred lady! Temptations have since then been born to 's: for In those unfledg'd days w^as my wife a girl ; Your precious self had then not cross'd the eyes Of my young play-fellow. 46 THE WINTER'S TALE. Hermione. Grace to boot ! 80 Of this make no conclusion, lest you say Your queen and I are devils. Yet go on ; The offences we have made you do we '11 answer, If you first sinn'd with us, and that with us You did continue fault, and that you slipp'd not With any but with us. Leontes. Is he won yet ? Hermione. He '11 stay, my lord. Leontes. At my request he would not. Hermione, my dearest, thou never spok'st To better purpose. Hermione. Never "^ Leontes. Never, but once. Hermione. What ! have I twice said well 1 when was 't before ? 90 I prithee tell me ; cram 's with praise, and make 's As fat as tame things : one good deed dying tongueless Slaughters a thousand waiting upon that. Our praises are our wages ; you may ride 's With one soft kiss a thousand furlongs ere With spur we heat an acre. But to the goal : My last good deed was to entreat his stay ; What was my first 1 it has an elder sister. Or I mistake you. O, would her name were Grace ! But once before I spoke to the purpose \ when ? 100 Nay, let me have 't ; I long. Leontes. Why, that was when Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to death. Ere L could make thee open thy white hand And clap thyself my love ; then didst thou utter 'I am yours for ever.' Herm ione. ' T i s gr ac e indeed. Why, lo you now, I have spoke to the purpose twice : ACT I. SCENE II. 47 The one for ever earn'd a royal husband ; The other for some while a friend. Leontes. \Aside\ Too hot, too hot ! To mingle friendship far is mingling bloods. I have tremor cordis on me : my heart dances; no But not for joy, not joy. This entertainment May a free face put on, derive a liberty From heartiness, from bounty's fertile bosom, And well become the agent ; 't may, I grant ; But to be paddling palms and pinching fingers, As now they are, and making practis'd smiles. As in a looking-glass, and then to sigh, as 't were The mort o' the deer, — O, that is entertainment My bosom likes not, nor my brows ! — Mamillius, Art thou my boy ? Mamillius. Ay, my good lord. Leontes. I' fecks ! 120 Why, that 's my bawcock. What, hast smutch'd thy nose ? — They say it is a copy out of mine. — Come, captain, We must be neat ; not neat, but cleanly, captain : And yet the steer, the heifer, and the calf Are all call'd neat.^Still virginalling Upon his palm! — How now, you wanton calf! Art thou my calf? Mamillius. Yes, if you will, my lord. Leontes. Thou want'st a rough pash and the shoots that I have. To be full like me : yet they say we are Almost as like as eggs ; women say so, 13° That will say any thing : but were they false As o'er-dyed blacks, as wind, as waters, false As dice are to be wish'd by one that fixes No bourn 'twixt his and mine, yet were it true To say this boy were like me. Come, sir page, Look on me with your welkin eye. Sweet villain I 48 THE WINTER'S TALE. Most dear'st ! my collop ! Can thy dam ? — may 't be ? — ■ Affection ! thy intention stabs the centre : Thou dost make possible things not so held, Communicat'st with dreams; — how can this be? — 140 With what 's unreal thou coactive art, And fellow'st nothing. Then 't is very credent Thou mayst co-join with something ; and thou dost, And that beyond commission, and I find it, And that to the infection of my brains And hardening of my brows. Polixenes. What means Sicilia? Hermione. He something seems unsettled. Polixenes. How, my lord ! What cheer? how is 't with you, best brother? Hermione. You look As if you held a brow of much distraction ; Are you mov'd, my lord ? Leontes. No, in good earnest. — 150 How sometimes nature will betray it's folly, It's tenderness, and make itself a pastime To harder bosoms ! Looking on the lines Of my boy's face, methought I did recoil Twenty-three years, and saw myself unbreech'd, In my green velvet coat, my dagger muzzled, Lest it should bite it's master, and so prove. As ornaments oft do, too dangerous. How like, methought, I then was to this kernel. This squash, this gentleman. — Mine honest friend, 160 Will you take eggs for money ? Mamillius. No, my lord, I '11 fight. Leontes. You will ! why, happy man be 's dole ! — My brother. Are you so fond of your young prince as we Do seem to be of ours ? Polixenes. If at home, sir, ACT I. SCENE II. 49 He 's all my exercise, my mirth, my matter. Now my sworn friend and then mine enemy. My parasite, my soldier, statesman, all. He makes a July's day short as December, And with his varying childness cures in me 170 Thoughts that would thick my blood. Leontes. So stands this squire Offic'd with me. We two will walk, my lord, And leave you to your graver steps. — -iiermionfi,, HoBLthaiL-lav'st us^&howin our brother's welcome ; Let what is dear in Sicily be cheap : Next to thyself and my young rover, he 's Apparent to my heart. Hermio7ie. If you would seek us. We are yours i' the garden ; shall 's attend you there } LeoTites. To your own bents dispose you ; you '11 be found, Be you beneath the sky. — \Aside\ I am angling now, 180 Though you perceive me not how I give line. Go to, go to ! How she holds up the neb, the bill to him ! And arms her with the boldness of a wife To her allowing husband ! \Exeunt Folixenes, Het-mione^ and Attendants. Gone already! Inch-thick, knee-deep, o'er head and ears a fork'd one ! — Go, play, boy, play. — Thy mother plays, and I Play too, but so disgrac'd a part, whose issue Will hiss me to my grave; contempt and clamour Will be my knell— Go, play, boy, play.—There have been, 190 Or I am much deceiv'd, cuckolds ere now. Should all despair That have revolted wives, the tenth of mankind Would hang themselves. Ph3-sic for 't there is none ; It is a bawdy planet, that will strike D ^o THE WINTER'S TALE. Where 't is predominant : many thousand on 's Have the disease, and feel 't not. — How now, boy ! Mamillius. I am hke you, they say. Leontes. Why, that 's some comfort.— What, Camillo there ? CaniUlo, Ay, my good lord. 200 Leontes. Go play, Mamillius ; thou 'rt an honest man. — \_Exit Mamillius. Camillo, this great sir will yet stay longer. Camillo. You had much ado to make his anchor hold; When you cast out, it still came home. Leontes. Didst note it.-* Cajnillo. He would not stay at your petitions, made His business more material. Leontes. Didst perceive it ? — \Aside^^T\\^^ 're here with me already, whispering, rounding, ' Sicilia is a so-forth ;' 't is far gone. When I shall gust it last. — How came 't, Camillo, That he did stay ? Camillo. At the good queen's entreaty. 210 Leontes. At the queen's be 't : 'good' should be pertinent; But, so it is, it is not. Was this taken By any understanding pate but thine? For thy conceit is soaking, will draw in More than the common blocks ; — ^^not noted, is 't, But of the finer natures? by some severals Of head-piece extraordinary ? lower messes Perchance are to this business purblind ? say. Camillo. Business, my lord ! I think most understand Bohemia stays here longer. Leontes. Ha ! Camillo. Stays here longer. 220 Leontes. Ay, but why ? Camillo. To satisfy your highness and the entreaties Of our most gracious mistress. ACT I. SCENE IL Leontes. Satisfy ! The entreaties of your mistress ! satisfy ! Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, Camillo, /With all the nearest things to my heart, as well / My chamber-counsels, wherein, priest-like, thou ■ Hast cleans'd my bosom, I from thee departed Thy penitent reform'd ; but we have been Deceiv'd in thy integrity, deceiv'd In that which seems so. Camillo, Be it forbid, my lord ! Leontes, To bide upon 't, thou art not honest, or, If thou inclin'st that way, thou art a coward, Which boxes honesty behind, restraining From course requir'd ; or else thou must be counted A servant grafted in my serious trust And therein negligent ; or else a fool That seest a game play'd home, the rich stake drawn, And tak'st it all for jest. Camillo. My gracious lord, I may be negligent, foolish, and fearful; In every one of these no man is free, But that his negligence, his folly, fear, Among the infinite doings of the world, Sometime puts forth. In your affairs, my lord, If ever I were wilful-negligent. It was my folly ; if industriously I play'd the fool, it was my negligence, Not weighing well the end ; if ever fearful To do a thing, where I the issue doubted. Whereof the execution did cry out Against the non-performance, 't was a fear Which oft infects the wisest : these, my lord, Are such allow'd infirmities that honesty Is never free of But, beseech your grace. Be plainer with me ; let me know my trespass 51 C2 THE WINTER'S TALE. By it's own visage : if I then deny it, 'T is none of mine. Leoiites. Ha' not you seen, Camillo, — • But that 's past doubt ; you have, or your eye-glass Is thicker than a cuckold's horn, — or heard, — For to a vision so apparent rumour Cannot be mute, — or thought, — for cogitation Resides not in that man that does not think, — • My wife is slippery ? If thou wilt confess, Or else be impudently negative, To have nor eyes nor ears nor thought, then say My wife 's a hobby-horse ; say 't and justify 't. Camillo. I would not be a stander-by to hear My sovereign mistress clouded so, without My present vengeance taken. 'Shrew my heart, You never spoke what did become you less Than this ; which to reiterate were sin As deep as that, though true. Leontes. Is whispering nothing ? Is leaning cheek to cheek? is meeting noses? Kissing with inside lip ? stopping the career Of laughing with a sigh ? — a note infallible Of breaking honesty — horsing foot on foot? Skulking in corners ? wishing clocks more swift ? Hours, minutes ? noon, midnight ? and all eyes Blind with the pin and web but theirs, theirs only, That would unseen be wicked ? is this nothing ? Why, then the world and all that 's in 't is nothing; The covering sky is nothing ; Bohemia nothing ; My wife is nothing ; nor nothing have these nothings. If this be nothing. Camillo. Good my lord, be cur'd Of this diseas'd opinion, and betimes ; For 't is most dangerous. Leontes. Say it be, 't is true. ACT I. SCENE II. 53 Camillo. No, no, my lord. Leontes. It is ; you lie, you lie : I say thou liest, Camillo, and I hate thee. Pronounce thee a gross lout, a mindless slave. Or else a hovering temporizer, that 290 Canst with thine eyes at once see good and evil, Inclining to them both. Were my wife's liver Infected as her life, she would not live The running of one glass. Camillo. Who does infect her ? Leontes. Why, he that wears her like her medal, hanging About his neck, Bohemia; — who, if I Had servants true about me, that bare eyes To see alike mine honour as their profits, Their own particular thrifts, they would do that Which should undo more doing. Ay, and thou, 300 His cup-bearer, — whom I from meaner form Have bench'd and rear'd to worship, who mayst see Plainly as heaven sees earth and earth sees heaven. How I am galled, — mightst bespice a cup. To give mine enemy a lasting wink ; Which draught to me were cordial. Camillo. Sir, my lord, I could do this, and that with no rash potion. But with a lingering dram that should not work Maliciously like poison; but I cannot Believe this crack to be in my dread mistress, 3fo So sovereignly being honourable. I have lov'd thee, — Leo7ites. Make that thy question, and go rot ! Dost think I am so muddy, so unsettled, To appoint myself in this vexation, sully The purity and whiteness of my sheets. Which to preserve is sleep, which being spotted Is goads, thorns, nettles, tails of wasps, 54 . THE WINTER'S TALE. Give scandal to the blood o' the prince my son, Who I do think is mine and love as mine, Without ripe moving to 't ? Would I do this ? 320 Could man so blench? Camillo. I must believe you, sir: _ I do j and will fetch off Bohemia for 't : Provided that, when he 's remov'd, your highness Will take again your queen as yours at first. Even for your son's sake ; and thereby for sealing The injury of tongues in courts and kingdoms Known and allied to yours. Leontes. • Thou dost advise me Even so as I mine own course have set down; I '11 give no blemish to her honour, none. Camillo. My lord, 330 Go then ; and with a countenance as clear As friendship wears at feasts, keep with Bohemia And with your queen. I am his cup-bearer; If from me he have wholesome beverage, Account me not your servant. Leontes. This is all : Do 't and thou hast the one half of my heart; Do 't not, thou split'st thine own. Camillo. I '11 do 't, my lord. Leontes. I will seem friendly, as thou hast advis'd me. \Exit. Camillo. O miserable lady ! — But, for me, What case stand I in ? I must be the poisoner 340 Of good Polixenes; and my ground to do 't vis the obedience to a master, one iWho in rebellion with himself will have All that are his so too. To do this deed, Promotion follows. If I could find example Of thousands that had struck anointed kings And flourish'd after, I 'd not do 't; but since AC7' l. SCENE IT. 55 Nor brass nor stone nor parchment bears not one, Let villany itself forswear 't. I must Forsake the court; to do 't, or no, is certain 350 To me a break-neck. — Happy star reign now ! Here comes Bohemia. Re-efiter Polixenes. Polixenes. This is strange ! me thinks My favour here begins to warp. Not speak.? — Good day, Camillo. Camillo. Hail, most royal sir ! Polixenes. What is the news i' the court.'' Camillo. None rare, my lord. Polixenes. The king hath on him such a countenance As he had lost some province, and a region Lov'd as he loves himself: even now I met him With customary compliment, when he, Wafting his eyes to the contrary and falling 360 A lip of much contempt, speeds from me and So leaves me to consider what is breeding That changeth thus his manners. Camillo. I dare not know, my lord. Polixenes. How! dare not! — do not.'* Do you know, and dare not Be intelligent to me? 't is thereabouts; For, to yourself, what you do know you must. And cannot say you dare not. Good Camillo, Your chang'd complexions are to me a mirror Which shows me mine chang'd too; for I must be 370 A party in this alteration, findmg Myself thus alter'd with 't. Ca7nillo. There is a sickness Which puts some of us in distemper, but I cannot name the disease ; and it is caught Of you that yet are well. 56 THE WINTER'S TALE. Polixenes. How ! caught of me ! Make me not sighted like the basilisk ; I have look'd on thousands, who have sped the better By my regard, but kilFd none so. Camillo, — As you are certainly a gentleman, thereto Clerk-like experienc'd, which no less adorns 380 Our gentry than our parents' noble names. In whose success we are gentle, — I beseech you, If you know aught which does behove my knowledge Thereof to be inform'd, imprison 't not In ignorant concealment. Camillo. I may not answer. Polixenes. A sickness caught of me, and yet I well ! I must be answer'd. Dost thou hear, Camillo, I conjure thee, by all the parts of man Which honour does acknowledge, — whereof the least Is not this suit of mine, — that thou declare 390 What incidency thou dost guess of harm Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near; Which way to be prevented, if to be; If not, how best to bear it. Camillo. Sir, I will tell you; Since I am charg'd in honour and by him That I think honourable; therefore mark my counsel, Which must be even as swiftly follow'd as I mean to utter it, or both yourself and me Cry lost, and so good night ! Polixenes. On, good Camillo. Camillo. I am appointed him to murther you. 400 Polixenes. By whom, Camillo t Camillo. By the king. Polixefies. ' For what ? Camillo. He thinks, nay, with all confidence he swears. As he had seen 't or been an instrument ^/ To vice you to 't, — that you have touch'd his queen Forbiddenly. ACT I. SCENE II. ey Polixefies. O, then my best blood turn To an infected jelly, and my name Be yok'd with his that did betray the Best ! Turn then my freshest reputation to A savour that may strike the dullest nostril Where I arrive, and my approach be shunn'd, 4,0 Nay, hated too, worse than the great'st infection That e'er was heard or read ! Camillo. Swear his thought over By each particular star in heaven and By all their influences, you may as well Forbid the sea for to obey the moon As or by oath remove or counsel shake The fabric of his folly, whose foundation Is pil'd upon his faith and will continue The standing of his body. Polixenes. How should this grow ? Cajnillo. I know not; but I am sure 't is safer to 420 Avoid what 's grown than question how 't is born. If therefore you dare trust my honesty. That lies enclosed in this trunk which you Shall bear along impawn'd, away to-night ! Your followers I will whisper to the business, And will by twos and threes at several posterns Clear them o' the city. For myself, I '11 put My fortunes to your service, which are here By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain ; For, by the honour of my parents, I 430 Have utter'd truth : which if you seek to prove, I dare not stand by; nor shall you be safer Than one condemn'd by the king's own mouth, thereon His execution sworn. Polixefies. I do believe thee; I saw his heart in 's face. Give me thy hand; Be pilot to me, and thy places shall ^8 THE WINTER'S TALE. Still neighbour mine. My ships are ready, and My people did expect my hence departure Two days ago. This jealousy Is for a precious creature ; as she 's rare, 44° Must it be great, and as his person 's mighty, Must it be violent, and as he does conceive He is dishonoured by a man which ever Profess'd to him, why, his revenges must In that be made more bitter. Fear o'ershades me; Good expedition be my friend, and comfort The gracious queen, part of his theme, but nothing Of his ill-ta'en suspicion !— Come, Camillo; I will respect thee as a father, if Thou bear'st my life off hence : let us avoid. 4So Ca?nillo. It is in mine authority to command The keys of all the posterns; please your highness To take the urgent hour. Come, sir, away. \Exnmt. A CASTLE IN BOHEMIA. OLD CORONATION CHAMBER, ROYAL PALACE, PRAGUE. ACT II. Scene I. A Room in the Palace of Leo?tfes. Enter Hermione, Mamilltus, and Ladies. Hennione. Take the boy to you; he so troubles me, 'T is past enduring. I Lady. Come, my gracious lord, Shall I be your playfellow ? Mainillms. No, I '11 none of you. 1 Lady. Why, my sweet lord ? MamilUus. You '11 kiss me hard, and speak to me as if I were a baby still. — I love you better. 2 Lady. And why so, my lord ? MamilUus. Not for because Your brows are blacker; yet black brows, they say, 6o THE WINTER'S TALE. Become some women best, so that there be not Too much hair there, but in a semicircle, lo Or a half-moon made with a pen. 2 Lady. Who taught you this ? Mamillius. I learnt it out of women's faces. — Pray now, What colour are your eyebrows ? I Lady. Blue, my lord. MaiTiillms. Nay, that 's a mock; I have seen a lady's nose That has been blue, but not her eyebrows. 1 Lady. Hark ye ; The queen your mother rounds apace : we shall Present our services to a fine new prince One of these days; and then you 'd wanton with us, If we would have you. 2 Lady. She is spread of late Into a goodly bulk; good time encounter her! 20 LLermione. What wisdom stirs amongst you ? — Come, sir, now I am for you again ; pray you, sit by us. And tell 's a tale. Mamillius. Merry or sad shall 't be ? LLer7nione. As merry as you will. Mamillius. A sad tale 's best for wmter; I have one Of sprites and goblins. ILermiojte. Let 's have that, good sir. Come on, sit down : come on, and do your best To fright me with your sprites; you 're powerful at it. Mamillius. There was a man — LLermione. Nay, come, sit down; then on, Mamillius. Dwelt by a churchyard :— I will tell it softly; Yond crickets shall not hear it. LLermione. Come on, then, 31 And give 't me in mine ear. ACT II. SCENE I. 6 1 Enter Leontes, with Antigonus, Lords, and others. Leontes. Was he met there ? his train ? Camillo with him? I Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them ; never Saw I men scour so on their way : I eyed them Even to their ships, Leontes. How blest am I In my just censure, in my true opinion ! Alack, for lesser knowledge ! how accurs'd In being so blest ! There may be in the cup A spider steep'd, and one may drink, depart, 40 And yet partake no venom, for his knowledge Is not infected; but if one present The abhorr'd ingredient to his eye, make known How he hath drunk, he cracks his gorge, his sides. With violent hefts. I have drunk, and seen the spider. Camillo was his help in this, his pander. There is a plot against my life, my crown ; All 's true that is mistrusted : that false villain Whom I employ'd was pre-employ'd by him. He has discover'd my design, and I 50 Remain a pinch'd thing; yea, a very trick For them to play at will. — How came the posterns So easily open ? I Lord. By his great authority, Which often hath no less prevail'd than so On your command. Leontes. I know 't too well. Give me the boy; I am glad 3^ou did not nurse him : Though he does bear some signs of me, yet you Have too much blood in him. ILermione. What is this ? sport ? Leontes. Bear the boy hence ; he shall not come about her; Away with him ! — You, my lords, 60 Look on her, mark her well; be but about 62 THE WINTER'S TALE. To say ' she is a goodly lady,' and The justice of your hearts will thereto add "T is pity she 's not honest, honourable.' Praise her but for this her without-door form, Which on my faith deserves high speech, and straight The shrug, the hum or ha, these petty brands That calumny doth use — O, I am out — That mercy does, for calumny will sear Virtue itself; these shrugs, these hums and ha's, 70 When you have said ' she 's goodly,' come between Ere you can say ' she 's honest :' but be 't known, From him that has most cause to grieve it should be, She 's an adulteress. Hermmie. Should a villain say so. The most replenish'd villain in the world, He were as much more villain ; you, my lord, Do but mistake. ' : Leontes. You have mistook, my lady, Polixenes for Leontes. O thou thing ! Which I '11 not call a creature of thy place. Lest barbarism, making me the precedent, 80 Should a like language use to all degrees, And mannerly distinguishment leave out Betwixt the prince and beggar. — I have said She 's an adulteress; I have said with whom : More, she 's a traitor, and Camillo is A federary with her, and one that knows What she should shame to know herself But with her most vile principal, that she 's A bed-swerver, even as bad as those That vulgars give bold'st titles; ay, and privy 90 To this their late escape. Hermione. No, by my life, Privy to none of this. [How will this grieve you,* When you shall come to clearer knowledge, thatj ACT II. SCENE I 63 You thus have publish'd me ! Gentle my lord, You scarce can right me throughly then to say You did mistake. Leo7ites. No; if I mistake In those foundations which I build upon, The centre is not big enough to bear A school-boy's top. — Away with her ! to prison ! He who shall speak for her is afar off guilty 100 But that he speaks. Hermioiie. There 's some ill planet reigns; I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favourable. — Good my lords, I am not prone to weeping, As our sex Commonly are; the want of which vain dew Perchance shall dry your pities : but I have That honourable grief lodg'd here which burns Worse than tears drown. Beseech you all, my lords, W^ith thoughts so qualified as your charities Shall best instruct you, measure me; — and so no The. king's will be perform'd ! Leontes. Shall I be heard ? Ilermiojie. Who is 't that goes with me? — Beseech your highness, My women may be with me; for you see My plight requires it. — Do not weep, good fools; There is no cause : when you shall know your mistress Has deserv'd prison, then abound in tears As I come out. This action I now go on Is for my better grace. — Adieu, my lord': I never wish'd to see you sorry; now I trust I shall. — My women, come; you have leave. 120 Leontes. Go, do our bidding; hence ! \Exit Queen, guarded ; with Ladies. I Lord. Beseech your highness, call the queen again. Antigonus. Be certain what you do, sir, lest your justice 64 THE WINTER'S TALE, Prove violence; in the which three great ones suffer, Yourself, your queen, your son. I Lord. For her, my lord, I dare my life lay down, and will do 't, sir. Please you to accept it, that the queen is spotless I' the eyes of heaven and to you, — I mean, In this which you accuse her. Antigonus. If it prove She 's otherwise, I '11 keep my stables where 130 I lodge my wife; I '11 go in couples with her; Than when I feel and see her no farther trust her : For every inch of woman in the world, A}'', every dram of woman's flesh, is false, If she be. Leontes. Hold your peaces. I Lord. Good my lord, — Antigonus, It is for you we speak, not for ourselves: You are abus'd, and by some putter-on That will be damn'd for 't ; would I knew the villain, I would land-damn him. Leontes. Cease; no more. You smell this business with a sense as cold 140 As is a dead man's nose ; but I do see 't and feel 't, As you feel doing thus, and see withal The instruments that feel, Antigonus. If it be so, We need no grave to bury honesty; There 's not a grain of it the face to sweeten Of the whole dungy 'earth. Leontes. What ! lack I credit ? I Lord. I had rather you did lack than I, my lord. Upon this ground ; and more it would content me To have her honour true than your suspicion, Be blam'd for 't how you might. Leontes. Why, what need we 150 ACT II. SCENE I. (5 5 Commune with you of this, but rather follow Our forceful instigation ? Our prerogative Calls not your counsels, but our natural goodness Imparts this; which if you, or stupefied Or seeming so in skill, cannot or will not Relish a truth like us, inform yourselves We need no more of your advice : the matter, The loss, the gain, the ordering on 't, is all Properly ours. Antigonus. And I wish, my liege. You had only in your silent judgment tried it, t6o Without more overture, Leoiites. How could that be ? Either thou art most ignorant by age, Or thou wert born a fool. Camillo's flight, Added to their familiarity, — Which was as gross as ever touch'd conjecture, That lack'd sight only, nought for approbation But only seeing, all other circumstances Made up to the deed, — doth push on this proceeding. Yet, for a greater confirmation, — For in an act of this importance 't were 170 Most piteous to be wild, — I have dispatch'd in post To sacred Delphos, to Apollo's temple, Cleomenes and Dion, whom you know Of stufif'd sufficiency. Now from the oracle They will bring all ; whose spiritual counsel had, Shall stop or spur me. Have I done well 1 I Lord. Well done, my lord. Leontes. Though I am satisfied and need no more Than what I know, yet shall the oracle Give rest to the minds of others, such as he 180 Whose ignorant credulity will not Come up to the truth. So have we thought it good From our free person she should be confin'd, E 66 THE WINTER'S TALE, Lest that the treachery of the two fled hence Be left her to perform. Come, follow us ; We are to speak in public ; for this business Will raise us all. Antigonus. [Aside] To laughter, as I take it, If the good truth were known. • \Exeunt. Scene II. A Prison. Enter Paulina, a Gentleman, and Attendants. Paulina. The keeper of the prison, call to him ; Let him have knowledge who I am. — \Exit Gentleman?^ Good lady, No-court in Europe is too good for thee; What dost thou then in prison ? — Re-enter Gentleman, with the Gaoler. Now, good sir. You know me, do you not ? Gaoler. For a worthy lady, And one whom much I honour. Paulina. Pray you then. Conduct me to the queen. Gaoler. I may not, madam ; To the contrary I have express commandment. Paulina. Here 's ado. To lock up honesty and honour from lo The access of gentle visitors ! — Is 't lawful, pray you. To see her women? any of them? Emilia? Gaoler. So please you, madam. To put apart these your attendants, I Shall bring Emilia forth. Paulina. I pray now, call her. — Withdraw yourselves. \Exeunt Gentleinan and Attendants. Gaoler. And, madam, I must be present at your conference. ACT II. SCENE II 67 Paulina. Well, be 't so, prithee. — [Exit Gaoler. Here 's such ado to make no stain a stain As passes colouring. — Re-enter Gaoler, with Emilia. Dear gentlewoman, 20 How fares our gracious lady ? Emilia. As well as one so great and so forlorn May hold together ; on her frights and griefs. Which never tender lady hath borne greater, She is something before her time deliver'd. Paulina. A boy? Emilia. A daughter, and a goodly babe, Lusty and like to live: the queen receives Much comfort in 't; says ' My poor prisoner, I am innocent as you.' Paulifia. I dare be sworn. — These dangerous unsafe lunes i' the king, beshrew them ! 30 He must be told on 't, and he shall : the office Becomes a woman best; I '11 take 't upon me. If I prove honey-mouth'd, let my tongue blister And never to my red-look'd anger be The trumpet any more. — Pray you, Emilia, Commend my best obedience to the queen; If she dares trust me with her little babe, I '11 show 't the king, and undertake to be Her advocate to the loud'st. We do not know How he may soften at the sight o' the child ; 40 The silence often of pure innocence Persuades when speaking fails. Emilia. Most worthy madam, Your honour and your goodness is so evident That your free undertaking cannot miss A thriving issue; there is no lady living So meet for this great errand. Please your ladyship 68 THE WINTER'S TALE. To visit the next room, I '11 presently Acquaint the queen of your most noble offer; Who but to-day hammer'd of this design, But durst not tempt a minister of honour, so Lest she should be denied. Paulina. Tell her, Emilia, I '11 use that tongue I have ; if wit flow from 't As boldness from my bosom,Jet 't not be doubted I shall do good. Emilia. Now be you blest for it ! I '11 to the queen ; please you, come something nearer. Gaoler. Madam, if 't please the queen to send the babe, I know not what I shall incur to pass it. Having no warrant. Paulina. You need not fear it, sir ; This child was prisoner to the womb, and is By law and process of great nature thence eo Freed and enfranchis'd, not a party to The anger of the king, nor guilty of. If any be, the trespass of the queen. Gaoler. I do believe it, Paulina. Do not you fear ; upon mine honour, I Will stand betwixt you and danger. [^Exeunt. Scene III. A Room in the Palace of Leontes. Enter Leontes, Antigonus, Lords, and Servants. Leontes. Nor night nor day no rest ; it is but weakness To bear the matter thus, mere weakness. If The cause were not in being, — part o' the cause. She the adulteress ; for the harlot king Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank And level of my brain, plot-proof; but she I can hook to me: — say that she were gone, Given to the fire, a moiety of my rest Might come to me again. — Who 's there 1 ACT II. SCENE III. 69 I Sej'vaiit. My lord? Leontes. How does the boy ? I Servant. He took good rest to-night ; 'T is hop'd his sickness is discharg'd. n Leontes. To see his nobleness ! Conceiving the dishonour of his mother, He straight declin'd, droop'd, took it deeply, Fasten'd and fix'd the shame on 't in himself, Threw off his spirit, his appetite, his sleep, And downright languish'd. — Leave me solely; go. See how he fares. — \Exit Servant.'] Fie, fie ! no thought of him; The very thought of my revenges that way Recoil upon me: in himself too mighty, 20 And in his parties, his alliance. Let him be Until a time may serve; for present vengeance, Take it on ber. Camillo and Polixenes Laugh at me, make their pastime at my sorrow ; They should not laugh if I could reach them, nor Shall she within my power. Enter Paulina, with a child. 1 Lord. You must not enter. Paulina. Nay, rather, good my lords, be second to me; Fear you his tyrannous passion more, alas, Than the queen's life ? a gracious innocent soul, More free than he is jealous. Antig07ius. That 's enough. 30 2 Servant. Madam, he hath not slept to-night; com- manded None should come at him. Paulina. Not so hot, good sir ; I come to bring him sleep. 'T is such as you, That creep like shadows by him and do sigh At each his needless heavings, such as you 70 THE WINTER'S TALE. Nourish the cause of his awaking; I Do come with words as medicinal as true, Honest as either, to purge him of that humour That presses him from sleep. Leontes. What noise there, ho ? Paulina. No noise, my lord ; but needful conference 40 About some gossips for your highness. Leontes. How ! — Away with that audacious lady ! Antigonus, I charg'd thee that she should not come about me ; I knew she would. Antigonus. I told her so, my lord, On your displeasure's peril and on mine, She should not visit you. Leontes. What, canst not rule her ? Paulina. From all dishonesty he can ; in this. Unless he take the course that you have done. Commit me for committing honour, trust it. He shall not rule me. Antigonus. La you now, you hear] so When she will take the rein I let her run ; But she '11 not stumble. Paulina. Good my liege, I come, — And, I beseech you, hear me, who professes Myself your loyal servant, your physician, Your most obedient counsellor, yet that dares Less appear so in comforting your evils. Than such as most seem yours, — I say, I come From your good queen. L^eontes. Good queen ! Paulina. Good queen, my lord, Good queen, I say good. queen; And would by combat make her good, so were I 60 A man, the worst about you. Leontes. Force her hence. ACT 11. SCENE III. 71 Paulina. Let him that makes but trifles of his eyes First hand me; on mine own accord I '11 off, But first I '11 do my errand. — The good queen, For she is good, hath brought you forth a daughter, — Here 't is, — commends it to your blessing. \Laying down the child. Leofites. Out ! A mankind witch ! Hence with her, out o' door ! A most intelligencing bawd ! Paiili?ia. Not so : I am as ignorant in that as you In so entitling me, and no less honest 70 Than you are mad ; which is enough, I '11 warrant, As this world goes, to pass for honest. Leontes. Traitors ! Will you not push her out ? Give her the bastard.— Thou dotard ! thou art woman-tir'd, unroosted By thy dame Partlet here. Take up the bastard ; Take 't up, I say; give 't to thy crone. Paulina. For ever Unvenerable be thy hands, if thou Takest up the princess by that forced baseness Which he has put upon 't ! Leontes. He dreads his wife. Paulina. So I would you did ; then 't were past all doubt You 'd call your children yours. Leontes. A nest of traitors ! si Antigonus. I am none, by this good light. Paulina. Nor I, nor any But one that 's here, and that 's himself, for he The sacred honour of himself, his queen's. His hopeful son's, his babe's, betrays to slander. Whose sting is sharper than the sword's ; and will not— For, as the case now stands, it is a curse He cannot be compell'd to 't— once remove 72 THE WINTER'S TALE. The root of his opinion, which is rotten As ever oak or stone was sound. Leontes. A callat go Of boundless tongue, who late hath beat her husband And now baits me ! — This brat is none of mine; It is the issue of Polixenes : Hence with it, and together with the dam Commit them to the fire! Paulina. It is yours ; And, might we lay the old proverb to your charge, So like you, 't is the worse. — Behold, my lords. Although the print be little, the whole matter And copy of the father, eye, nose, lip. The trick of 's frown, his forehead, nay, the valley, loo The pretty dimples of his chin and cheek, His smiles. The very mould and frame of hand, nail, finger; — And thou, good goddess Nature, which hast made it So like to him that got it, if thou hast The ordering of the mind too, 'mongst all colours No yellow in 't, lest she suspect, as he does. Her children not her husband's ! Leontes. A gross hag ! — And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd, That wilt not'stay her tongue. Antigonus. Hang all the husbands no That cannot do that feat, you '11 leave yourself Hardly one subject. Leontes. Once more, take her hence. Paulina. A most unworthy and unnatural lord Can do no more. Leo7ites. I '11 ha' thee burnt. Paulina. I care not; It is an heretic that makes the fire. Not she which burns in 't. I '11 not call you tyrant 3 ACT II. SCENE IIL 73 But this most cruel usage of your queen, Not able to produce more accusation Than your own weak-hing'd fancy, something savours Of tyranny, and will ignoble make you, 120 Yea, scandalous to the world. Leontes. On your allegiance, Out of the chamber with her ! Were I a tyrant, Where were her life ? she durst not call me so, If she did know me one. Away with her ! Paulina. I pray you, do not push me; I '11 be gone. Look to your babe, my lord; 't is yours : Jove send her A better guiding spirit ! — What needs these hands t — You, that are thus so tender o'er his follies, Will never do him good, not one of you. — So, so. — Farewell ; we are gone. ^Exit. Leontes. Thou, traitor, hast set on thy wife to this. — 131 My child ? away with 't ! — Even thou, that hast A heart so tender o'er it, take it hence And see it instantly consum'd with fire ; Even thou and none but thou. Take it up straight; Within this hour bring me word 't is done, And by good testimony, or I '11 seize thy life, With what thou else call'st thine. If thou refuse And wilt encounter with my wrath, say so; The bastard brains with these my proper hands 140 Shall I dash out. Go, take it to the fire; For thou set'st on thy wife. Antigonus. I did not, sir; These lords, my noble fellows, if they please, Can clear me in 't. Lords. We can ; my royal liege, He is not guilty of her coming hither. Leo7ites. You 're liars all. I Lord. Beseech your highness, give us better credit: We have always truly serv'd you, and beseech you ^4 THE WINTER'S TALE. So to esteem of us; and on our knees we beg, As recompense of our dear services 150 Past and to come, that you do change this purpose. Which being so horrible, so bloody, must Lead on to some foul issue : we all kneel. v Leontes. I am a feather for each wind that blowsAf— Shall I live on to see this bastard kneel And call me father ? better burn it now Than curse it then. But be it; let it live. — It shall not neither. — You, sir, come you hither; You that have been so tenderly officious With Lady Margery, your midwife there, 160 To save this bastard's life, — for 't is a bastard, So sure as this beard 's grey, — what will you adventure To save this brat's life ? Antigonus. Any thing, my lord, That my ability may undergo And nobleness impose; at least thus much: I '11 pawn the little blood which I have left To save the innocent; — any thing possible. Leontes. It shall be possible. Swear by this sword Thou wilt perform my bidding. Antigonus. I will, my lord. Leontes. Mark and perform it, see'st thou ; for the fail 170 Of any point in 't shall not only be Death to thyself, but to thy lewd-tongu'd wife, Whom for this time we pardon. We enjoin thee, As thou art liege-man to us, that thou carry This female bastard hence, and that thou bear it To some remote and desert place quite out Of our dominions, and that there thou leave it, Without more mercy, to it own protection And favour of the climate. As by strange fortune It came to us, I do in justice charge thee, 180 On thy soul's peril and thy body's torture. ACT IL SCENE III. 75 That thou commend it strangely to some place Where chance may nurse or end it. Take it up. Aiitigonus. I swear to do this, though a present death Had been more merciful. — Come on, poor babe; Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and ravens To be thy nurses ! Wolves and bears, they say, Casting their savageness aside, have done Like offices of pity. — Sir, be prosperous In more than this deed does require ! And blessing 190 Against this cruelty fight on thy side, Poor thing, condemn'd to loss ! \^Exit with the child. Leontes. No, I '11 not rear Another's issue. Enter a Servant. Servant. Please your highness, posts From those you sent to the oracle are come An hour since; Cleomenes and Dion, Being well arriv'd from Delphos, are both landed. Hasting to the court. I Lord. So please you, sir, their speed Hath been beyond account. Leontes. Twenty-three days They have been absent : 't is good speed ; foretells The great Apollo suddenly will have 200 The truth of this appear. Prepare you, lords ; Summon a session, that we may arraign Our most disloyal lady, for, as she hath Been publicly accus'd, so shall she have A just and open trial. While she lives My heart will be a burthen to me. Leave me, And think upon my bidding. {Exeunt. A SEAPORT IN SICILY. ACT III. Scene I. A Seaport in Sicilia. Enter Cleomenes and Dion. Cleomenes. The climate 's delicate, the air most sweet, Fertile the isle, the temple much surpassing The common praise it bears. Dion. I shall report, For most it caught me, the celestial habits, — Methinks I so should term them, — and the reverence Of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice ! ACT III. SCENE II. 77 How ceremonious, solemn, and unearthly It was i' the offering ! Cleomenes. But of all, the burst And the ear-deafening voice o' the oracle, Kin to Jove's thunder, so surpris'd my sense, lo That I was nothing. Dion. If the event o' the journey Prove as successful to the queen, — O, be 't so ! — As it hath been to us rare, pleasant, speedy. The time is worth the use on 't. Cleomenes. Great Apollo Turn all to the best ! These proclamations. So forcing faults upon Hermione, I little like. Dion. The violent carriage of it Will clear or end the business; when the oracle, Thus by Apollo's great divine seal'd up, Shall the contents discover, something rare 20 Even then will rush to knowledge. — Go : fresh horses ! — And gracious be the issue ! {Exetmt. Scene II. A Cou7't of Justice. Enter Leontes, Lords, and Officers. Leontes. This sessions, to our great grief we pronounce. Even pushes 'gainst our heart; the party tried The daughter of a king, our wife, and one Of us too much belov'd.— Let us be clear'd Of being tyrannous, since we so openly Proceed in justice, which shall have due course. Even to the guilt or the purgation. Produce the prisoner. Officer. It is his highness' pleasure that the queen Appear in person here in court. — Silence ! 10 78 THE WINTER'S TALE, Enter Hermione guarded; Paulina and Ladies attending. Leontes. Read the indictment. Officer. [Reads] ^Hermione, queen to the worthy Leontes^ king of Sicilia, thou art here accused and arraigned of high treason, in committing adultery with Polixenes, king of Bohe- mia, and conspiring with Camillo to take away the life of our sovereign lord the kifig, thy royal husjjand ; the pretence whereof being by circumstances partly laid open, thou, Her- mione, contrary to the faith and allegiance of a true subject, didst counsel and aid them, for their better safety, to fly away by night. ^ 20 Hermione. Since what I am to say must be but that Which contradicts my accusation, and The testimony on my part no other But what comes from myself, it shall scarce boot me To say ' not guilty;' mine integrity Being counted falsehood, shall, as I express it, Be so receiv'd. But thus : if powers divine Behold our human actions, as they do, I doubt not then but innocence shall make False accusation blush and tyranny 3° Tremble at patience. — You, my lord, best know, Who least will seem to do so, my past life Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true, As I am now unhappy; which is more Than history can pattern, though devis'd And play'd to take spectators. For behold me, A fellow of the royal bed, which owe A moiety of the throne, a great king's daughter, The mother to a hopeful prince, here standing, To prate and talk for life and honour fore 40 Who please to come and hear. For life, I prize it As I weigh grief, which I would spare; for honour, 'T is a derivative from me to mine. ACT III. SCENE 11. 79 And only that I stand for. I appeal To your own conscience, sir, before Polixenes Came to your court, how I was in your grace, How merited to be so; since he came, With what encounter so uncurrent I Have strain'd to appear thus : if one jot beyond The bound of honour, or in act or will 50 That way inclining, harden'd be the hearts Of all that hear me, and my near'st of kin Cry fie upon my grave ! Leontes. I ne'er heard yet That any of these bolder vices wanted Less impudence to gainsay what they did Than to perform it first. Hermione. That 's true enough; Though 't is a saying, sir, not due to me. Leontes. You will not own it. Hermione. More than mistress of Which comes to me in name of fault, I must not At all acknowledge. For Polixenes, 60 With whom I am accus'd, I do confess I lov'd him as in honour he requir'd. With such a kind of love as might become A lady like me, with a love even such. So and no other, as yourself commanded ; Which not to have done I think had been in me Both disobedience and ingratitude To you and toward your friend, whose love had spoke, Even since it could speak, from an infant, freely That it was yours. Now, for conspiracy, 70 I know not how it tastes; though it be dish'd For me to try how : all I know of it Is that Camillo was an honest man ; And why he left your court, the gods themselves, Wotting no more than I, are ignorant. 8q the WINTER'S TALE. Leontes. You knew of his departure, as you know What you have underta'en to do in 's absence. Hermione. Sir, You speak a language that I understand not; My life stands in the level of your dreams, 80 Which I' 11 lay down. Leontes. Your actions are my dreams ; You had a bastard by Polixenes, And I but dream'd it. As you were past all shame, — Those of your fact are so — so past all truth : Which to deny concerns more than avails; for as Thy brat hath been cast out, like to itself, No father owning it, — which is, indeed, More criminal in thee than it, — so thou Shalt feel our justice, in whose easiest passage Look for no less than death. Hermione. Sir, spare your threats; 90 The bug which you would fright me with I seek. To me can life be no commodity: The crown and comfort of my life, your favour, I do give lost; for I do feel it gone. But know not how it went. My second joy And first-fruits of my body, from his presence I am barr'd, like one infectious. My third comfort, Starr'd most unluckily, is from my breast. The innocent milk in it most innocent mouth, Hal'd out to murther; myself on every post 100 Proclaim'd a strumpet; with immodest hatred The child-bed privilege denied, which longs To women of all fashion ; lastly, hurried Here to this place, i' the open air, before I have got strength of limit. Now, my liege, Tell me what blessings I have here alive. That I should fear to die ? Therefore proceed. But yet hear this; mistake me not: for life. ACT III. SCENE II. 8 1 I prize it not a straw; but for mine honour, Which I would free, if I shall be condemn'd no Upon surmises, all proofs sleeping else But what your jealousies awake, I tell you 'T is rigour and not law.— Your honours all, I do refer me to the oracle ; Apollo be my judge ! I Lord. This your request Is altogether just; therefore bring forth, And in Apollo's name, his oracle. \Exeiuit certain Officers. Hermione. The Emperor of Russia was my father ; O that he were alive, and here beholding His daughter's trial ! that he did but see 120 The flatness of my misery,— yet with eyes Of pity, not revenge ! Re-enter Officers, with Cleomenes and Dion. Officer. You here shall swear upon this sword of justice, That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have Been both at Delphos, and from thence have brought This seal'd-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd Of great Apollo's priest, and that since then You have not dar'd to break the holy seal Nor read the secrets in 't. Cleomenes, Dion. All this we swear. Leontes. Break up the seals and read. 130 Officer. [Reads] 'Hermione is chaste; Folixe?ies blameless ; Camillo a true subject; Leontes a jealous tyrant; his in?to- cent babe truly begotten ; and the king shall live without an heir, tf that which is lost be notfoimd.' Lords. Now blessed be the great Apollo ! Her?nio?ie. Praised ! Leontes. Hast thou read truth ? Officer. Ay, my lord ; even so As it is here set down. F 82 THE WINTER'S TALE. Leontes. There is no truth at all i' the oracle : The sessions shall proceed ; this is mere falsehood. Enter Servant. Servant. My lord the king, the king ! Leofites. What is the business? Servant. O sir, I shall be hated to report it ! 141 The prince your son, with mere conceit and fear Of the queen's speed, is gone. Leontes. How ! gone ! Servant. Is dead. Leo?ites. Apollo 's angry ; and the heavens themselves Do strike at my injustice. — \Hermmie swoons^ How now there ! Paulina. This news is mortal to the queen ; look down And see what death is doing. Leontes. Take her hence : Her heart is but o'ercharg'd ; she will recover. — I have too much believ'd mine own suspicion. — Beseech you, tenderly apply to her 150 Some remedies for life. — [Exeimt Paulina and Ladies^ with LLermione. Apollo, pardon My great profaneness 'gainst thine oracle ! I '11 reconcile me to Polixenes, New woo my queen, recall the good Camillo, Whom I proclaim a man of truth, of mercy; For, being transported by my jealousies To bloody thoughts and to revenge, I chose Camillo for the minister to poison My friend Polixenes ; which had been done, But that the good mind of Camillo tardied 160 My swift command, though I with death and with Reward did threaten and encourage him, Not doing 't and being done. He, most humane ACT III. SCENE 11. 83 And fiird with honour, to my kingly guest Unclasp'd my practice, quit his fortunes here, Which you knew great, and to the hazard Of all incertainties himself commended, No richer than his honour. — How he glisters Thorough my rust ! and how his piety Does my deeds make the blacker ! Re-enter Paulina. Paulina. Woe the while ! 170 O, cut my lace, lest my heart, cracking it, Break too. I Lord. What fit is this, good lady ? Paulina. What studied torments, tyrant, hast for me ? What wheels? racks.? fires? what flaying? boiling In leads or oils? what old or newer torture Must I receive, whose every word deserves To taste of thy most worst ? Thy tyranny Together working with thy jealousies. Fancies too weak for boys, too green and idle For girls of nine, — O, think what they have done, 180 And then run mad indeed, stark mad ! for all Thy bygone fooleries were but spices of it. That thou betray'dst Polixenes, 't was nothing; That did but show thee, of a fool, inconstant And damnable ingrateful : nor was 't much, Thou wouldst have poison'd good Camillo's honour. To have him kill a king; poor trespasses, More monstrous standing by : whereof I reckon The casting forth to crows thy baby-daughter To be or none or little ; though a devil 190 Would have shed water out of fire ere done 't : Nor is 't directly laid to thee, the death Of the young prince, whose honourable thoughts, Thoughts high for one so tender, cleft the heart 84 THE WINTER'S TALE. That could conceive a gross and foolish sire Blemish'd his gracious dam : this is not, no, Laid to thy answer: but the last,— O lords. When I have said, cry woe ! — the queen, the queen, The sweet'st, dear'st creature 's dead, and vengeance for 't Not dropp'd down yet. I Lord. The higher powers forbid ! 200 Paulina. I say she 's dead ; I '11 swear 't. If word nor oath Prevail not, go and see ; if you can bring Tincture or lustre in her lip, her eye. Heat outwardly or breath within, I '11 serve you As I would do the gods.— But, O thou tyrant! Do not repent these things, for they are heavier Than all thy woes can stir ; therefore betake thee To nothing but despair. A thousand knees Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting, Upon a barren mountain, and still winter 210 In storm perpetual, could not move the gods To look that way thou wert. Leontes. Go on, go on ! Thou canst not speak too much ; I have deserv'd All tongues to talk their bitterest. I Lord. Say no more; Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault I' the boldness of your speech. Paulina. I am sorry for 't; All faults I make, when I shall come to know them, I do repent. Alas ! I have show'd too much The rashness of a woman ; he is touch'd To the noble heart.— What 's gone and what 's past help Should be past grief: do not receive affliction 221 At my petition ; I beseech you, rather Let me be punish'd, that have minded you Of what you should forget. Now, good my liege, ACT III. SCENE III. 85 Sir, royal sir, forgive a foolish woman ; The love I bore your queen — lo, fool again ! — I '11 speak of her no more, nor of your children ; I '11 not remember you of my own lord, Who is lost too : take your patience to you, And I '11 say nothing. Leoiites. Thou didst speak but well 230 When most the truth ; which I receive much better Than to be pitied of thee. Prithee, bring me To the dead bodies of my queen and son : One grave shall be for both ; upon them shall The causes of their death appear, unto Our shame perpetual. Once a day I '11 visit The chapel where they lie, and tears shed there Shall be my recreation ; so long as nature Will bear up with this exercise, so long I daily vow to use it. Come and lead me 240 Unto these sorrows. \Exeimt. Scene III. Bohemia. A Desert Cowitry near the Sea. Enter Antigonus with a Child, and a Mariner. Aiitigomis. Thou art perfect then, our ship hath touch 'd upon The deserts of Bohemia? Mariner. Ay, my lord, and fear We have landed in ill time; the skies look grimly And threaten present blusters. In my conscience. The heavens with that we have in hand are angry And frown upon 's. Afitigoniis. Their sacred wills be done ! — Go, get aboard ; Look to thy bark : I '11 not be long before I call upon thee. Mariner. Make your best haste, and go not 10 Too far i' the land : 't is like to be loud weather j 86 THE WINTER'S TALE. Besides, this place is famous for the creatures Of prey that keep upon 't. Antigoniis. Go thou away ; I '11 follow instantly. Mariner. I am glad at heart To be so rid o' the business. \Exit. Antigonus. Come, poor babe : I have heard, but not believ'd, the spirits o' the dead May walk again ; if such thing be, thy mother Appear'd to me last night, for ne'er was dream So like a waking. To me comes a creature. Sometimes her head on one side, some another ; 20 I never saw a vessel of like sorrow. So fiU'd and so becoming : in pure white robes, Like very sanctity, she did approach My cabin where I lay ; thrice bow'd before me, And gasping to begin some speech, her eyes Became two spouts. The fury spent, anon Did this break from her : ' Good Antigonus, Since fate, against thy better disposition. Hath made thy person for the thrower-out Of my poor babe, according to thine oath, 30 Places remote enough are in Bohemia, There weep and leave it crying ; and, for the babe Is counted lost for ever, Perdita, I prithee, call 't. For this ungentle business. Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt see Thy wife Paulina more.' And so, with shrieks, She melted into air. Affrighted much, I did in time collect myself and thought This was so and no slumber. Dreams are toys; Yet for this once, yea, superstitiously, 40 I will be squar'd by this. I do believe Hermione hath suffer'd death, and that Apollo would, this being indeed the issue ACT III. SCENE III. 87 Of King Polixenes, it should here be laid, Either for life or death, upon the earth Of its right father. — Blossom, speed thee well ! There lie, and there thy character : there these ; Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee, pretty, And still rest thine. — The storm begins. — Poor wretch, That for thy mother's fault art thus expos'd 5° To loss and what may follow! — Weep I cannot, But my heart bleeds ; and most accurs'd am I To be by oath enjoin'd to this. — Farewell ! The day frowns more and more ; thou 'rt like to have A lullaby too rough : I never saw 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 a Shepherd. Shepherd. I would there were no age between sixteen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but 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 any where I have them, 't is by the seaside, browsing of ivy. Good luck, an 't be thy will ! what have we here ? Mercy on 's, a barne ; a very pretty barne ! 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 '11 take it up for pity : yet I '11 tarry till my son come ; he hallooed but even now. Whoa, ho, hoa ! 73 Enter Clown. Clown. Hilloa, loa ! 33 THE WINTER'S TALE. Shepherd. What, art so near ? If thou 'It see a thing to talk on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. What ailest thou, man? Clown. 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 ; be- twixt the firmament and it you cannot thrust a bodkin's point. Shepherd. Why, boy, how is it ? 8i Clown. 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 j 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. 94 Shepherd. Name of mercy, when was this, boy ? Clown. 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. Shepherd. Would I had been by, to have helped the old man ! 100 Clowjt. I would you had been by the ship side, to have helped her ; there your charity would have lacked footing. Shepherd, Heavy matters ! heavy matters ! but look thee here, boy. Now bless thyself; thou mettest with things dy- ing, 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 withm, boy? ACT III. SCENE III. 89 Cloivn. You 're a made old man; if the sins of your youth are forgiven you, you 're well to live. Gold ! all gold ! m Shepherd. This is fairy gold, boy, and 't will prove so; up with 't, 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 n.ext way home. Clow?i. Go you the next way with your findings. I '11 go see if the bear be gone from the gentleman and how much he hath eaten ; they are never curst but when they are hun- gry : if there be any of him left, I '11 bury it. Shepherd. 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. 122 Clown. Marry, will I; and you shall help to put him i' the ground. Shepherd. 'T is a lucky day, boy, and we '11 do good deeds on 't. [Exeunt. ACT IV. Scene I. Enter TiW£,, the Chorus. Time. I that please some, try all, both joy and terror Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error, Now take upon me, in the name of Time, ACT IV. SCENE L 91 To use my wings. Impute it not a crime To me or my swift passage, that I slide O'er sixteen years and leave the growth untried Of that wide gap, since it is in my power To o'erthrow law and in one self-born hour To plant and o'erwhelm custom. Let me pass The same I am, ere ancient'st order was 10 Or what is now receiv'd : I witness to The times that brought them in ; so shall I do To the freshest things now reigning, and make stale The glistering of this present, as my tale Now seems to it. Your patience this allowing, I turn my glass and give my scene such growing As you had slept between. Leontes leaving, The effects of his fond jealousies so grieving That he shuts up himself, imagine me, Gentle spectators, that I now may be 20 In fair Bohemia; and remember well, I mentioii'd a son o' the king's, which Florizel I now name to you; and with speed so pace To speak of Perdita, now grown in grace Equal with wondering. "V^liat of her ensues I list not prophesy; but let Time's news Be known when 't is brought forth. A shepherd's daughter. And what to her adheres, which follows after, Is the argument of Time. Of this allow, If ever you have spent time worse ere now; 30 If never, yet that Time himself doth say He wishes earnestly you never may. \Exit. ^2 THE WINTER'S TALE. Scene 11. Bohemia. The Palace of Polixejies. Enter Polixenes and Camillo. Polixenes. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no more import- unate : 't is a sickness denying thee any thing ; a death to grant this. Camillo. 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. Polixenes. 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 busi- nesses 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 con- sidered, as too much I cannot, to be more thankful to thee shall be my study, and my profit therein the heaping friend- ships. Of that fatal country, Sicilia, prithee speak no more ; whose very naming punishes me with the remembrance of that penitent, as thou callest him, and reconciled king, my brother; whose loss of his most precious queen and children are even now to be afresh lamented. Say to me, when saw- est thou the Prince Florizel, my son 1 Kings are no less un- happy, their issue not being gracious, than they are in losing them when they have approved their virtues. 25 Camillo. 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 exercises than formerly he hath appeared. Polixenes. I have considered so much, Camillo, and with ACT IV. SCENE III. 93 some care ; so far that I have eyes under my service which look upon his removedness, from whom I have this intelli- gence, that he is seldom from the house of a most homely shepherd; a man, they say, that from very nothing, and be- yond the imagination of his neighbours, is grown into an unspeakable estate. Camillo. I have heard, sir, of such a man, who hath a daughter of most rare note; the report of heris extended more than can be thought to begin from such a cottage. 40 Polixenes. That 's likewise part of my intelligence, but, I fear, the angle that plucks our son thither. Thou shalt ac- company 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. Prithee, be my present partner in this busi- ness, and lay aside the thoughts of Sicilia. Camillo. I willingly obey your command. Polixenes. My best Camillo ! We must disguise ourselves. \Exeunt. Scene III. A Road near the Shepherd's Cottage. Enter Autolycus, si?iging. When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet 0' the year ; For the red blood reigns in the ivintei^'s pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh I the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my plugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that tirra-lirra chants, With heigh! with heigh! tlie thrush and the jay, 10 Are sum?ner songs for me a fid my aimts, While we lie tumbling in the hay. c,4 THE WINTER'S TALE. I have served 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? The pale moon shines by night ; And when I wander here and there, I then do most go right. If tinkers may have leave to live, And bear the soiv-skin budget, 20 Then my account I well may give, And i?t the stocks avouch it. My traffic is sheets ; when the kite builds, look to lesser linen. My father named me Autolycus; who being, as I am, littered under Mercury, was likewise a snapper-up of unconsidered trifles. With die and drab I purchased this caparison, and my revenue is the silly cheat. Gallows and knock are too powerful on the highway; beating and hanging are terrors to me : for the life to come, I sleep out the thought of it. — A prize ! a prize ! 3° Enter Clown. Clown. Let me see : every 'leven wether tods ; every tod yields pound and odd shilling; fifteen hundred shorn, — what comes the wool to? Autolycus. [Aside] If the springe hold, the cock 's mine. Clown. I cannot do 't without counters. Let me see ; what am I to buy for our sheep-shearing feast ? Three pound of sugar, five pound of currants, rice, — what will this sister of mine do with rice? But my father hath made her mistress of the feast, and she lays it on. She hath made me four-and- twenty nosegays for the shearers, three-man songmen all, and very good ones ; but they are most of them means and bases; but one puritan amongst them, and he sings psalms to hornpipes. I must have saffron to colour the warden pies ; mace ; dates ? — none, that 's out of my note ; nutmegs. ACT IV. SCENE III. ^^ seven ; a race or two of ginger, but that I may beg ; four pound of prunes, and as many of raisins o' the sun. Autolycus. O that ever I was born ! \GroveUing on the groimd. Cloimi. r the name of me — Autolycus. O, help me, help me ! pluck but off these rags ; and then, death, death ! 5° Clowfi. Alack, poor soul ! thou hast need of more rags to lay on thee, rather than have these off. Autolycus. 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 ! a million of beating may come to a great matter. Autolycus. I am robbed, sir, and beaten ; my money and apparel ta'en from me, and these detestable things put upon me. 60 Clown. What, by a horseman, or a footman ? Autolycus. A footman, sweet sir, a footman. Clown. Indeed, he should be a footman by the garments he hast left with thee; if this be a horseman's coat, it hath seen very hot service. Lend me thy hand, I '11 help thee; come, lend me thy hand. Autolycus. O, good sir, tenderly, O ! Clown. Alas, poor soul ! Autolycus. O, good sir, softly, good sir ! I fear, sir, my shoulder-blade is out. 70 Clown. How now ! canst stand ? Autolycus. [Picking his pocket'] Softly, dear sir; good sir, softly. You ha' done me a charitable office. Clown. Dost lack any money ? I have a little money for thee. Autolycus. 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 ^6 THE WINTER'S TALE. I want. Offer me no money, I pray you ; that kills my heart. 8° Clown. What manner of fellow was he that robbed you ? Aiitolyais. A fellow, sir, that I have known to go about with troll-my-dames. 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. ClowJi. 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. 88 Autolyciis. 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 motion of the Prodigal Son, and married a tinker's wife within a mile where my larid and living lies ; and, having flown over many knavish professions, he settled only in rogue ': some call him Autolycus. Clown. Out upon him ! prig, for my life, prig; he haunts wakes, fairs, and bear-baitings. Autolycus. 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. loo Autolycus. 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 ? Autolycus. Sweet sir, much better than I was; I can stand and walk. I will even take my leave of you, and pace soft- ly towards my kinsman's. Clown. Shall I bring thee on the way t Autolycus. No, good-faced sir; no, sweet sir. Clown. Then fare thee well ; I must go buy spices for our sheep-shearing. no Autolycus. Prosper you, sweet sir \^—\Exit Clown.'] Your purse is not hot enough to purchase your spice. I '11 be with you at your sheep - shearing too; if I make not this ACT IV. SCENE IV. 97 cheat bring out another and the shearers prove sheep, let me be unroU'd and my name put in the book of virtue ! [Sings] Jog on^ jog on, the foot-path way, And merrily hent the stik-a ; A 7nerry heart goes all the day, Your sad tires in a mile- a. \_Exit. Scene IV. The Shepherd's Cottage. Enter Florizel and Perdita. Florizel. 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. Perdita. 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, you have obscur'd With a swain's wearing, and me, poor lowly maid. Most goddess-like prank'd up. But that our feasts In every mess have folly and the feeders Digest it with a custom, I should blush To see you so attir'd, sworn, I think. To show myself a glass. Florizel. I bless the time When my good falcon made her flight across Thy father's ground. Perdita. Now Jove afford you cause ! To me the difference forges dread; your greatness Hath not been us'd 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 G gS THE WINTER'S TALE. Should I, in these my borrow'd flaunts, behold The sternness of his presence ? Florizel. Apprehend 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 j and the fire-rob'd god, Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain, 30 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 honour, nor my lusts Burn hotter than my faith. Perdita. O, but, sir, Your resolution cannot hold, when 't is Oppos'd, as it must be, by the power of the king; One of these two must be necessities. Which then will speak, — that you must change this purpose, Or I my life. Florizel. Thou dearest Perdita, 4° With these forc'd thoughts, I prithee, darken not The mirth o' the feast. Or I '11 be thine, my fair, Or not my father's. For I cannot be Mine own, nor any thing to any, if I be not thine. To this I am most constant, Though destiny say no. Be merry, gentle; Strangle such thoughts as these with any thing That you behold the while. Your guests are coming; Lift up your countenance, as it were the day Of celebration of that nuptial which 50 We two have sworn shall come. Perdita. O lady Fortune, Stand you auspicious ! Florizel. See, your guests approach ; ACT IV. SCENE IV. gg Address yourself to entertain them sprightly, And let 's be red with mirth. Efiter Shepherd, Clown, Mopsa, Dorcas, and others, with PoLiXENES ajid Camillo disguised. Shepherd. Fie, daughter ! when my old wife liv'd, upon This day she was both pantler, butler, cook, Both dame and servant; welcom'd all, serv'd all; Would sing her song and dance her turn ; now here, At upper end o' the table, now i' the middle; On his shoulder, and his ; her face o' fire 60 With labour; and the thing she took to quench it, She would to each one sip. You are retir'd. As if you were a feasted one, and not The hostess of the meeting. Pray you, bid These unknown friends to 's welcome; for it is A way to make us better friends, more known. Come, quench your blushes and present yourself That which you are, mistress o' the feast; come on, And bid us welcome to your sheep-shearing, As your good flock shall prosper, Perdita. [To Folixenes\ Sir, welcome ! 70 It is my father's will I should take on me The hostess-ship o' the day. — \To Camillo^ You 're welcome, sir. — Give me those flowers there, Dorcas. — Reverend sirs, For you there 's rosemary and rue; these keep Seeming and savour all the winter long : Grace and remembrance be to you both. And welcome to our shearing ! Folixenes. Shepherdess, — A fair one are you — well you fit our ages With flowers of winter. Perdita. Sir, the year growing ancient, — Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth 80 joo THE WINTER'S TALE, Of trembling winter, — the fairest flowers o' the season Are our carnations and streak'd gillyvors, Which some call nature's bastards : of that kind Our rustic garden 's barren ; and I care not To get slips of them. PoUxenes. Wherefore, gentle maiden, Do you neglect them ? Perdita. For I have heard it said There is an art which in their piedness shares With great creating nature. PoUxenes. Say there be ; Yet nature is made better by no mean But nature makes that mean : so, over that art Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock. And make conceive a bark of baser kind . By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature, — change it rather ; but The art itself is nature. Perdita. So it is. PoUxenes. Then make your garden rich in gillyvors, And do not call them bastards. Perdita. I 'H not put The dibble in earth to set one slip of them ; No more than were I painted I would wish This youth should say 't were well and only therefore Desire to breed by me. — Here 's flowers for you : Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram ; The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun And with him rises weeping: these are flowers Of middle summer, and I think they are given To men of middle age. You 're very welcome. CamiUo. I should leave grazing, were I of your flock, And only live by gazing. ACT IV. SCENE IV. iqi Perdita. Out, alas ! no You 'd be so lean, that blasts of January AVouId blow you through and through. — Now, my fair'st friend, I would I had some flowers o' the spring that might Become your time of day; and yours, and yours, That w^ear upon your virgin branches yet Your maidenheads growing. O Proserpina, For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall From Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, 120 But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength — a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial ; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one ! O, these I lack, To make you garlands of, and my sweet friend. To strew him o'er and o'er ! Florizel. What, like a corse ? Perdita. No, like a bank for love to lie and play on, 130 Not like a corse; or if, — not to be buried, But quick and in mine arms. Come, take your flowers : Methinks I play as I have seen them do In Whitsun pastorals; sure this robe of mine Does change my disposition. Florizel. What you do / Still betters w'hat is done. When you speak, sweet, ! I 'd have you do it ever ; when you sing, I I 'd have you buy and sell so, so give alms, i Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs. To sing them too : when you do dance, I wish you 140 A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do 102 THE WINTER'S TALE. Nothing but that; move still, still so, And own no other function. Each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deed, That all your acts are queens. Perdita. O Doricles, Your praises are too large ; but that your youth, And the true blood which peeps so fairly through 't, Do plainly give you out an unstain'd shepherd, With wisdom I might fear, my Doricles, 15° You woo'd me the false way. Florizel. I think you have As little skill to fear as I have purpose To put you to 't. — But come; our dance, I pray : Your hand, my Perdita; so turtles pair, That never mean to part. Perdita. I 'H swear for 'em. Polixenes. This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward; nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself. Too noble for this place. Camillo. He tells her something That makes her blood look out; good sooth, she is 160 The queen of curds and cream. Clown. Come on, strike up ! Dorcas. Mopsa must be your mistress; marry, garlic, To mend her kissing with ! Mopsa. Now, in good time ! Clown. Not a word, a word; we stand upon our manners. — Come, strike up ! \Miisic. Here a dance of Shepherds and Shepherdesses. Polixenes. Pray, good shepherd, what fair swain is this Which dances with your daughter ? Shepherd. They call him Doricles; and boasts himself To have a worthy feeding : but I have it ACT IV. SCENE IV. 103 Upon his own report and I believe it; 170 He looks like sooth. He says he loves my daughter : I think so too; for never gaz'd the moon Upon the water as he '11 stand and read As 't were my daughter's eyes : and, to be plain, I think there is not half a kiss to choose Who loves another best. Polixenes. She dances featly. Shepherd. So she does any thing; though I report it, That should be silent. If young Doricles Do light upon her, she shall bring him that Which he not dreams of 180 Enter Servant. Servant. O master, if you did but hear the pedler at the door, you would never dance again after a tabor and pipe; no, the bagpipe could not move you. He sings several tunes faster than you '11 tell money; he utters them as he had eat- en ballads and all men's ears grew to his tunes. Clown. He could never come better; he shall come in. I love a ballad but even too well, if it be doleful matter mer- rily set down, or a very pleasant thing indeed and sung lamentably. 189 Servant. He hath songs for man or woman, of all sizes; no milliner can so fit his customers with gloves : he has the prettiest love-songs for maids; so without bawdry, which is strange; with such delicate burthen's of dildos and fadings, *jump her and thump her;' and where some stretch-mouthed rascal would, as it were, mean mischief and break a foul gap into the matter, he makes the maid to answer 'Whoop, do me no harm, good man;' puts him off, slights him, with 'Whoop, do me no harm, good man.' Polixenes. This is a brave fellow. Clown. Believe me, thou talkest of an admirable conceited fellow. Has he any unbraided- wares 1 201 I04 THE WINTER'S TALE, Servant. He hath ribbons of all the colours i' the rainbow; points more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can learnedly handle, though they come to him by the gross; inkles, cad- disses, cambrics, lawns : why, he sings 'em over as they were gods or goddesses ; you would think a smock were a she- angel, he so chants to the sleeve-hand and the work about the square on 't. Clown. Prithee bring him in ; and let him approach singing. Perdita. Forewarn him that he use no scurrilous words in 's tunes. \Exit Servant. Clown. You have of these pedlers, that have more in them than you 'd think, sister. 213 Perdita. Ay, good brother, or go about to think. Enter Autolycus, singing. Lawn as white as driven snow; Cyprus black as e'er was crow ; Gloves as sweet as da77iask roses; Masks for faces and for noses; Bugle bracelet^ necklace amber. Perfume for a lady's chamber; 220 Golden quoifs and stomachers, For my lads to give their dears ; Pi?is and poking-sticks of steel, What maids lack from head to heel : Come buy of me, come; come buy, come buy; Buy, lads, or else your lasses cry: come buy. Clown. If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou shouldst take no money of me; but being enthralled as I am, it wnll also be the bondage of certain ribbons and gloves, Mopsa. I was promised them against the feast; but they come not too late now. 231 Dorcas. He hath promised you more than that, or there be liars. Mopsa. He hath paid you all he promised you; may be, ACT IV. SCENE IV. 105 he has paid you more, which will shame you to give him again. Clowfi. Is there no manners left among maids ? Is there not milking-time, when you are going to bed, or kiln-hole, to whistle off these secrets, but you must be tittle-tattling be- fore all our guests? 't is well they are whispering: charm your tongues, and not a word more. 241 Mopsa. I have done. Come, you promised me a tawdry- lace and a pair of sweet gloves. Clown. Have I not told thee how I was cozened by the way and lost all my money ? Aiitolycics. And indeed, sir, there are cozeners abroad; therefore it behoves men to be wary. Clown. Fear not thou, man, thou shalt lose nothing here. Autolycus. I hope so, sir; for I have about me many par- cels of charge. 250 Clown. What hast here ? ballads ? Mopsa. Pray now, buy some; I love a ballad in print o' life, for then we are sure they are true. Autolycus. Here 's one to a very doleful tune, how a usu- rer's wife longed to eat adders' heads and toads carbona- doed. Mopsa. Is it true, think you ? Autolycus. Very true, and but a month old. Dorcas. Bless me from marrying a usurer ! Mopsa. Pray you now, buy it. 260 Clown. Come on, lay it by : and let 's first see moe bal- lads; we '11 buy the other things anon. Autolycus. Here 's another ballad of a fish, that appeared upon the coast on Wednesday the fourscore of April, forty thousand fathom above water, and sung this ballad against the hard hearts of maids; it was thought she was a woman and was turned into a cold fish. The ballad is very pitiful and as true. Dorcas. Is it true too, think you ? io6 THE WINTER'S TALE. Autolycus. Five justices' hands at it, and witnesses more than my pack will hold. 271 Clown. Lay it by too : another. Autolycus. This is a merry ballad, but a very pretty one. Mopsa. Let 's have some merry ones. Autolycus. Why, this is a passing merry one and goes to the tune of ' Two maids wooing a man :' there 's scarce a maid westward but she sings it ; 't is in request, I can tell you. Mopsa. We can both sing it : if thou 'It bear a part, thou shalt hear; 't is in three parts. 280 Dorcas. We had the tune on 't a month ago. Autolycus. I can bear my part ; you must know 't is my occupation. Have at it with you. Song. Autolycus. Get you hence, for I must go Where it fits Jiot you to know. Dorcas. Whither "i Mopsa. O^ whither 1 Dorcas. Whither"^ Mopsa. // becomes thy oath full well^ Thou to me thy secrets tell. 290 Dorcas. Me too, let me go thither. Mopsa. Or thou goest to the gj^ange or mill. Dorcas. If to either, thou dost ill. Autolycus. Neither. Dorcas. What, neither 1 Autolycus. Neither. Dorcas. Thou hast sworn my love to be. Mopsa. Thou hast sworn it more to me : Then whither goest ? say, whither ? Clown. We '11 have this song out anon by ourselves ; my father and the gentlemen are in sad talk, and we '11 not trouble them. Come, bring away thy pack after me. — ACT IV. SCENE IV. 107 Wenches, I '11 buy for you both.— Pedler, let 's have the first choice.— Follow me, girls. \Exit with Dorcas and Mopsa. Aiitolyais. And you shall pay well for 'em. 305 [Follows singing. Will y oil buy any tape, Or lace for your cape, My dainty duck, my d-ear-a .? Any silk, any thread. Any toys for your head, 310 Of the new' St and fin'st,ftn'st wear-a? Come to the pedler ; Money 's a meddler, That doth utter all 7nen's ware-a. [Exit. Re-enter Servant. Servant. Master, there is three carters, three shepherds, three neat-herds, three swine-herds, that have made them- selves all men of hair, they call themselves Saltiers, and they have a dance which the wenches say is a gallimaufry of gambols, because they are not in 't; but they themselves are o' the mind, if it be not too rough for some that know little but bowling, it will please plentifully. 321 Shepherd. Away ! we '11 none on 't ; here has been too much homely foolery already.— I know, sir, we weary you. Polixenes. You weary those that refresh us. Pray, let 's see these four threes of herdsmen. Servant. One three of them, by their own report, sir, hath danced before the king ; and not the worst of the three but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squire. Shepherd. Leave your prating : since these good men are pleased, let them come in ; but quickly now. 330 Servant. Why, they stay at door, sir. \Exit. Here a dance of twelve Satyrs. Polixenes. O, father, you '11 know more of that hereafter.— \To Camillo^ Is it not too far gone ?— 'T is time to part them. io8 THE WINTER'S TALE. He 's simple- and tells much. — \To FlorizeP^ How now, fair shepherd ! Your heart is full of something that does take Your mind from feasting. Sooth, when I was young And handed love as you do, I was wont To load my she with knacks. I would have ransack'd The pedler's silken treasury and have pour'd it To her acceptance j you have let him go 340 And nothing marted with him. If your lass Interpretation should abuse and call this Your lack of love or bounty, you were straited For a reply, at least if you make a care Of happy holding her. Floi'izel. Old sir, I know She prizes not such trifles as these are : The gifts she looks from me are pack'd and lock'd Up in my heart; which I have given already. But not deliver'd. — O, hear me breathe my life Before this ancient sir, who, it should seem, 350 Hath sometime lov'd ! I take thy hand, this hand, As soft as dove's down and as white as it, Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fann'd snow that 's bolted By the northern blasts twice o'er. PoHxeites. ' What follows this ? — How prettily the young swain seems to wash The hand was fair before ! — I have put you out : But to your protestation; let me hear What you profess. Florizel. Do, and be witness to 't. Folixenes. And this my neighbour too ? Florizel. And he, and more Than he, and men, the earth, the heavens, and all : 360 That, were I crown'd the most imperial monarch, Thereof most worthy, were I the fairest youth That ever made eye swerve, had force and knowledge ACT IV. SCENE IV. 109 More than was ever man's, I would not prize them Without her love ; for her employ them all, Commend them and condemn them to her service Or to their own perdition. Polixe?ies. Fairly offer'd. Cai7iillo. This shows a sound affection. Shepherd. But, my daughter, Say you the like to him ? Ferdita. I cannot speak So well, nothing so well ; no, nor mean better : 370 By the pattern of mine own thoughts I cut out The purity of his. Shepherd. Take hands, a bargain ! — And, friends unknown, you shall bear witness to 't ; I give my daughter to him, and will make Her portion equal his. Florizel. O, that must be I' the virtue of your daughter : one being dead, I shall have more than you can dream of yet; Enough then for your wonder. But, come on. Contract us fore these witnesses. Shepherd. Come, your hand ; And, daughter, yours. FoUxenes. Soft, swain, awhile, beseech you ; 380 Have you a father ? Florizel. I have ; but what of him ? Folixenes. Knows he of this .'* Florizel. He neither does nor shall. Folixejies. Methinks a father Is at the nuptial of his son a guest That best becomes the table. Pray you once more, Is not your father grown incapable Of reasonable affairs ? is he not stupid With age and altering rheums ? can he speak ? hear .'* Know man from man ? dispute his own estate ? no THE WINTER'S TALE. Lies he not bed-rid ? and again does nothing 390 But what he did being childish ? Florizel. No, good sir ; He has his health and ampler strength indeed Than most have of his age. Polixenes, By my white beard, You offer him, if this be so, a wrong- Something unfilial. Reason my son Should choose himself a wife, but as good reason The father, all whose joy is nothing else But fair posterity, should hold some counsel In such a business. Florizel. I yield all this; But for some other reasons, my grave sir, 400 Which 't is not fit you know, I not acquaint My father of this business. Polixefies. Let him know 't. Florizel. He shall not. Polixenes. Prithee, let him. Florizel. No, he must not. Shepherd. Let him, my son; he shall not need to grieve At knowing of thy choice. Florizel. Come, come, he must not. — Mark our contract. Folixe?ies. Mark your divorce, young sir, ^Discovering himself. Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base To be acknowledg'd, thou a sceptre's heir, That thus affects a sheep-hook ! — Thou old traitor, I am sorry that by hanging thee I can 4,10 But shorten thy life one week. — And thou, fresh piece Of excellent witchcraft, who of force must know The royal fool thou cop'st with, — Shepherd. O, my heart ! Polixenes. I '11 have thy beauty scratch'd with briers, and made ACT IV. SCENE IV. Ill More homely than thy state. — For thee, fond boy, If I may ever know thou dost but sigh That thou no more shalt see this knack, as never I mean thou shalt, we '11 bar thee from succession ; Not hold thee of our blood, no, not our kin. Far than Deucalion off. Mark thou my words : 420 Follow us to the court. — Thou churl, for this time. Though full of our displeasure, yet we free thee From the dead blow of it. — And you, enchantment, — ■ Worthy enough a herdsman; yea, him too, That makes himself, but for our honour therein, Unworthy thee, — if ever henceforth thou These rural latches to his entrance open, Or hoop his body more with thy embraces, I will devise a death as cruel for thee As thou art tender to 't. \_Exit. Perdita. Even here undone ! 430 I was not much afeard; for once or twice I was about to speak and tell him plainly. The selfsame sun that shines upon his court Hides not his visage from our cottage, but Looks on alike. — Will 't please you, sir, be gone ? I told you what would come of this. Beseech you. Of your own state take care; this dream of mine, — ^ Being now awake, I '11 queen it no inch farther. But milk my ewes and weep. Camillo. Why, how now, father ? Speak ere thou diest. Shepherd. I cannot speak, nor think, 440 Nor dare to know that which I know. — O sir ! You have undone a man of fourscore three, That thought to fill his grave in quiet, yea. To die upon the bed my father died. To lie close by his honest bones; but now Some hangman must put on my shroud, and lay me 112 THE WINTER'S TALE. Where no priest shovels in dust. — O cursed wretch, That knew'st this was the prince, and wouldst adventure To mingle faith with him ! — Undone ! undone ! If I might die within this hour, I have liv'd 4so To die when I desire. \_Exit. Florizel. Why look you so upon me ? I am but sorry, not afeard; delay'd. But nothing alter'd. What I was, I am; More straining on for plucking back, not following My leash unwillingly. Camillo. Gracious my lord, You know your father's temper : at this time He will allow no speech, which I do guess You do not purpose to him ; and as hardly Will he endure your sight as yet, I fear. Then, till the fury of his highness settle, 460 Come not before him. Florizel. I not purpose it. I think,— Camillo ? Camillo. Even he, my lord. Perdiia. How often have I told you 't would be thus ! How often said, my dignity would last But till 't were known 1 Florizel. 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. Camillo. Be advis'd. ' 470 Florizel. I am, and by my fancy: if my reason Will thereto be obedient, I have reason; If not, my senses, better pleas'd with madness, Do bid it welcome. Camillo. This is desperate, sir. ACT IV. SCENE IV. 1 13 Florizel. So call it; but it does fulfil my vow: I needs must think it honesty. Camillo, Not for Bohemia, nor the pomp that may Be thereat glean'd, for all the sun sees or The close earth wombs or the profound sea hides In unknown fathoms, will I break my oath 480 To this my fair belov'd : therefore, I pray you, As you have ever been my father's honour'd friend, When he shall miss me, — as, in faith, I mean not To see him any more, — cast your good counsels Upon his passion; let myself and fortune Tug for the time to come. This you may know And so deliver, — I am put to sea With her whom here I cannot hold on shore; And most opportune to our need I have A vessel rides fast by, but not prepar'd 49° For this design. What course I mean to hold Shall nothing benefit your knowledge, nor Concern me the reporting, Camillo. O my lord ! I would your spirit were easier for advice, Or stronger for your need. Florizel. Hark, Perdita. — \Drawing her aside. I '11 hear you by and by. Camillo. He 's irremovable, Resolv'd for flight. Now were I happy, if His going I could frame to serve my turn. Save him from danger, do him love and honour, Purchase the sight again of dear Sicilia 5°° And that unhappy king, my master, whom I so much thirst to see. Florizel. Now, good Camillo; I am so fraught with curious business that I leave out ceremony. Camillo. Sir, I think H 114 '^^^ WINTER'S TALE. You have heard of my poor services, i' the love That I have borne your father? Florizel. Very nobly Have you deserv'd ; it is my father's music To speak your deeds, not little of his care To have them recompens'd as thought on. Camillo. Well, my lord. If you may please to think I love the king 510 And through him what is nearest to him, which is Your gracious self, embrace but my direction : If your more ponderous and settled project May suffer alteration, on mine honour, I '11 point you where you shall have such receiving As shall become your highness; where you may Enjoy your mistress, from the whom, I see, There 's no disjunction to be made, but by — As heavens forefend ! — your ruin; marry her, And, with my best endeavours in your absence, 520 Your discontenting father strive to qualify And bring him up to liking. Florizel. How, Camillo, May this, almost a miracle, be done ? That I may call thee something more than man, And after that trust to thee. Camillo. Have you thought on A place whereto you '11 go ? Florizel. Not any yet; But as the unthought-on accident is guilty To what we wildly do, so we profess Ourselves to be the slaves of chance and flies Of every wind that blows. Camillo. Then list to me : 530 This follows, if you will not change your purpose But undergo this flight, make for Sicilia, And there present yourself and your fair princess, ACT IV. SCENE IV. 115 For so I see she must be, fore Leontes; She shall be habited as it becomes The partner of your bed. Methinks I see Leontes opening his free arms and weeping His welcomes forth ; asks thee the son forgiveness, As 't were i' the father's person ; kisses the hands Of your fresh princess; o'er and o'er divides him 540 'Twixt his unkindness and his kindness ; the one He chides to hell, and bids the other grow Faster than thought or time. Florizel. Worthy Camillo, What colour for my visitation shall I Hold up before him ? Camillo. Sent by the king your father To greet him and to give him comforts. Sir, The manner of your bearing towards him, with What you as from your father shall deliver, Things known betwixt us three, I '11 write you down : The which shall point you forth at every sitting 550 What you must say; that'he shall not perceive But that you have your father's bosom there And speak his very heart. Florizel. I am bound to you ; There is some sap in this. Camillo. A cause more promising Than a wild dedication of yourselves To unpath'd waters, undream'd shores, most certain To miseries enough ; no hope to help you. But as you shake ofif one to take another; Nothing so certain as your anchors, who Do their best office, if they can but stay you 560 Where you '11 be loath to be. Besides you know Prosperity 's the very bond of love. Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together Affliction alters. Il6 THE WINTER'S TALE, Perdita. One of these is true \ think affliction may subdue the cheek, But not take in the mind. Camillo. Yea, say you so ? There shall not at your father's house these seven years Be born another such. Florizel. My good Camillo, She is as forward of her breeding as She is i' the rear o' our birth. Camillo. I cannot say 't is pity 570 She lacks instructions, for she seems a mistress To most that teach. Perdita. Your pardon, sir; for this I '11 blush you thanks. Florizel. My prettiest Perdita ! — But O, the thorns we stand upon ! — Camillo, Preserver of my father, now of me, The medicine of our house, how shall we do? We are not furnish'd like Bohemia's son, Nor shall appear in Sicilia. Camillo. My lord. Fear none of this. I think you know my fortunes Do all lie there; it shall be so my care 580 To have you royally appointed as if The scene you play were mine. For instance, sir, That you may know you shall not want, — one word. \They talk aside. Re-enter Autolycus. Autolycus. Ha, ha ! w^hat a fool Honesty is ! and Trust, his sworn brother, a very simple gentleman ! I have sold all my trumpery; not a counterfeit stone, not a ribbon, glass, pomander, brooch, table-book, ballad, knife, tape, glove, shoe- tie, bracelet, horn-ring, to keep my pack from fasting. They throng who should buy first, as if my trinkets had been hal- lowed and brought a benediction to the buyer : by which ACT IV. SCENE IV. ny iTieans I saw whose purse was best in picture; and what I saw, to my good use I remembered. My clown, who wants but something to be a reasonable man, grew so in love with the wenches' song, that he would not stir his pettitoes till he had both tune and words; which so drew the rest of the herd to me that all their other senses stuck in ears. I could have filed keys off that hung in chains; no hearing, no feeling, but my sir's song, and admiring the nothing of it. So that in this time of lethargy I picked and cut most of their festival purses; and had not the old man come in with a whoo-bub against his daughter and' the king's son and scared my choughs from the chaff, I had not left a purse alive in the whole army. [Cajniilo, Florizel, and Perdita come forward. Camilla. Nay, but my letters, by this means being there So soon as you arrive, shall clear that doubt. 605 Florizel. And those that you '11 procure from KingLeontes— Camillo. Shall satisfy your father. Perdita. Happy be you ! All that you speak shows fair. Camillo. Who have we here ?— ^Seeing Aiitolyciis. We '11 make an instrument of this, omit Nothing may give us aid. Autolyciis. If they have overheard me now, why, hangitig. Camillo. How now, good fellow ! why shakest thou so ? Fear not, man ; here 's no harm intended to thee. 613 Autolyciis. I am a poor fellow, sir. Camillo. Why, be so still ; here 's nobody will steal that from thee: yet for the outside of thy poverty we must make an exchange; therefore disease thee instantly,— thou must think there 's a necessity in 't,— and change garments with this gentleman. Though the pennyworth on his side be the worst, yet hold thee, there 's some boot. Autolyciis. I am a poor fellow, sir.— [^^/^^] I know ye well enough. 1 1 8- THE WINTER'S TALE. Camillo. Nay, prithee, dispatch ; the gentleman is half flayed already. Autolycus. Are you in earnest, s\xl—\ Aside] I smell the trick on 't. Florizel. Dispatch, I prithee. Autolycus. Indeed, I have had earnest ; but I cannot with conscience take it. Camillo. Unbuckle, unbuckle. — 630 \Flonzel and Autolycus exchange garments. Fortunate mistress, — let my prophecy Come home to ye ! — you must retire yourself Into some covert : take your sweetheart's hat And pluck it o'er your brows, muffle your face, Dismantle you, and, as you can, disliken The truth of your own seeming ; that you may — For I do fear eyes over — to shipboard Get undescried. Perdita. I see the play so lies That I must bear a part. Camillo. No remedy. — Have you done there ? Florizel. Should I now meet my father, 640 He would not call me son. Camillo. Nay, you shall have no hat. — [^Giving it to Perdita. Come, lady, come. — Farewell, my friend. Autolycus. Adieu, sir. Florizel. O Perdita, what have we twain forgot ! Pray you, a word. Camillo. {Aside] What I do next, shall be to tell the king Of this escape and whither they are bound : Wherein my hope is I shall so prevail To force him after ; in whose company I shall review Sicilia, for whose sight I have a woman's longing. ACT IV. SCENE IV. 119 Florizel. Fortune speed us ! — 650 Thus we set on, Camillo, to the sea-side. Camillo. The swifter speed the better. \Exeunt Florizel, Fe?'dita, and Ciwiillo. Autolycus. I understand the business, I hear it. To have an open ear, a quick eye, and a nimble hand, is necessary for a cut-purse ; a good nose is requisite also, to smell out work for the other senses. I see this is the time that the unjust man doth thrive. What an exchange had this been without boot ! What a boot is here with this exchange ! Sure the gods do this year connive at us, and we may do any thing extempore. The prince himself is about a piece of iniquity, stealing away from his father with his clog at his heels. If I thought it were a piece of honesty to acquaint the king withal, I would not do 't : I hold it the more knavery to conceal it; and therein am I constant to my profession. — 665 Re-enter Clown and Shepherd. Aside, aside; here is more matter for a hot brain. Every lane's end, every shop, church, session, hanging, yields a careful man work. Clown. See, see ; what a man you are now ! There is no other way but to tell the king she 's a changeling and none of your flesh and blood. 671 Shepherd. Nay, but hear me. Clown. Nay, but hear me. Shepherd. Go to, then. Clown. She being none of your flesh and blood, your flesh and blood has not offended the king; and so your flesh and blood is not to be punished by him. Show those things you found about her, those secret things, all but what she has with her. This being done, let the law go whistle ; I warrant you. 680 Shepherd. I will tell the king all, every word, yea, and his son's pranks too ; who, I may say, is no honest man, neither I20 THE WINTER'S TALE. to his father nor to me, to go about to make me the king's brother-in-law. Clown. Indeed, brother-in-law was the farthest off you could have been to him, and then your blood had been the dearer by I know how much an ounce. Autolyciis. \Aside\ Very wisely, puppies ! Shepherd. Well, let us to the king; there is that in this fardel will make him scratch his beard. 690 Autolycus. [Aside] I know not what impediment this com- plaint may be to the flight of my master. Clown. Pray heartily he be at palace. Autolycus. {Aside] Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance ; let me pocket up my pedler's excrement. — \Takes off his false beard.] How now, rustics ! whither are you bound ? Shepherd. To the palace, an it like your worship. Autolycus. Your affairs there, what, with whom, the condi- tion of that fardel, the place of your dwelling, your names, your ages, of what having, breeding, and any thing that is fitting to be known, discover. 702 Clown. We are but plain fellows, sir. Autolycus. A lie ! you are rough and hairy. Let me have no lying ; it becomes none but tradesmen, and they often give us soldiers the lie : but we pay them for it with stamped coin, not stabbing steel ; therefore they do not give us the lie. Clown. Your worship had like to have given us one, if you had not taken yourself with the manner. 710 Shepherd. Are you a courtier, an 't like you, sir? Autolycus. Whether it like me or no, I am a courtier. Seest thou not the air of the court in these enfoldings? hath not my gait in it the measure of the court ? receives not thy nose court-odour from me? reflect I not on thy baseness court-contempt ? Thinkest thou, for that I insin- uate, or touze from thee thy business, I am therefore no ACT IK SCENE IV. 121 courtier ? I am courtier cap-a-pe ; and one that will either push on or pluck back thy business there : whereupon I command thee to open thy affair. 720 Shepherd. My business, sir, is to the king. Aiitolyciis. What advocate hast thou to him ? Shepherd. I know not, an 't like you. Clown. Advocate 's the court-word for a pheasant ; say you have none. Shepherd. None, sir ; I have no pheasant, cock nor hen. Autolyciis. How blest are we that are not simple men ! Yet nature might have made me as these are, Therefore I will not disdain. Clown. This cannot be but a great courtier. 73° Shepherd. His garments are rich, but he wears them not handsomely. Cloivn. He seems to be the more noble in being fantasti- cal : a great man, I '11 warrant; I know by the picking on 's teeth. Aiitolycus. The fardel there? what 's i' the fardel.? Where- fore that box ? Shepherd. Sir, there lies such secrets in this fardel and box, which none must know but the king; and which he shall know within this hour, if I may come to the speech of him. 741 Autolyciis. Age, thou hast lost thy labour. Shepherd. Why, sir.? Autolyciis. The king is not at the palace ; he is gone aboard a new ship to purge melancholy and air himself: for, if thou beest capable of things serious, thou must know the king is full of grief Shepherd. So 't is said, sir ; about his son, that should have married a shepherd's daughter. Aiitolycus. If that shepherd be not in hand-fast, let him fly ; the curses he shall have, the tortures he shall feel, will break the back of man, the heart of monster. 752 122 THE WINTER'S TALE. Clown. Think you so, sir ? Autolyciis. Not he alone shall suffer what wit can make heavy and vengeance bitter, but those that are germane to him, though removed fifty times, shall all come under the hangman; which though it be great pity, yet it is necessary. An old sheep-whistling rogue, a ram-tender, to offer to have his daughter come into grace ! Some say he shall be stoned; but that death is too soft for him, say I. Draw our throne into a sheep-cote ! all deaths are too few, the sharpest too easy. 762 Clown. Has the old man e'er a son, sir, do you hear, an 't like you. sir t Autolycus. He has a son, who shall be flayed alive ; then 'nointed over with honey, set on the head of a wasp's nest ; then stand till he be three quarters and a dram dead ; then recovered again with aqua-vitae or some other hot infusion; then, raw as he is, and in the hottest day prognostication proclaims, shall he be set against a brick-wall, the sun look- ing with a southward eye upon him, where he is to behold him with flies blown to death. But what talk we of these traitorly rascals, whose miseries are to be smiled at, their offences being so capital ? Tell me, for you seem to be honest plain men, what you have to the king : being some- thing gently considered, I '11 bring you where he is aboard, tender your persons to his presence, whisper him in your behalfs; and if it be in man besides the king to effect your suits, here is man shall do it. 779 Cloimi. He seems to be of great authority : close with him, give him gold ; and though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft led by the nose with gold. Show the in- side of your purse to the outside of his hand, and no more ado. Remember, stoned and flayed alive ! Shephe7'd. An 't please you, sir, to undertake the business for us, here is that gold I have ; I '11 make it as much more, and leave this young man in pawn till I bring it you. ACT IV. SCENE IV. 123 Aiitolycus. After I have done what I promised ? Shepherd. Ay, sir. Autolycus. Well, give me the moiety. — Are you a party in this business ? 791 Clown. In some sort, sir ; but though my case be a pitiful one, I hope I shall not be flayed out of it. Autolycus. O, that 's the case of the shepherd's son ; hang him, he '11 be made an example. Clown. Comfort, good comfort! We must to the king and show our strange sights : he must know 't is none of your daughter nor my sister ; we are gone else. — Sir, I will give you as much as this old man does when the business is performed, and remain, as he says, your pawn till it be brought you. 801 . Autolycus. I will trust you. Walk before toward the sea- side ; go on the right hand : I will but look upon the hedge and follow you. Clown. We are blest in this man, as I may say, even blest. Shepherd. Let 's before, as he bids us ; he was provided to do us good. \Exeu7it Shepherd and Clown. Autolycus. If I had a mind to be honest, I see Fortune would not suffer me ; she drops booties in my mouth. I am courted now with a double occasion, gold and a means to do the prince my master good ; which who knows how that may turn back to my advancement ? I will bring these two moles, these blind ones, aboard him : if he think it lit to shore them again, and that the complaint they have to the king concerns him nothing, let him call me rogue for being so far officious; for I am proof against that title and what shame else belongs to 't. To him will I present them ; there may be matter in it. \Exit. O, she 's warm! (v. 3. 109). ACT V. Scene I. A Room in the Palace of Leontes. Enter Leontes, Cleomenes, Dion, Paulina, and Servants. Cleomenes. Sir, you have done, enough, and have per- form 'd A saint-like sorrow. No fault could you make, Which you have not redeem'd j indeed, paid down ACT V. SCENE I. 125 More penitence than done trespass. At the last, Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil ; With them forgive yourself. Leonies. Whilst I remember Her and her virtues, I cannot forget My blemishes in them, and so still think of The wrong I did myself; which was so much That heirless it hath made my kingdom, and 10 Destroy'd the sweet'st companion that e'er man Bred his hopes out of. Paulina. True, too true, my lord ; If, one by one, you wedded all the world, Or from the all that are took something good, To make a perfect woman, she you kill'd Would be unparallel'd. Leontes. I think so. Kill'd ! She I kill'd ! I did so : but thou strikest me Sorely, to say I did ; it is as bitter Upon thy tongue as in my thought. Now, good now, Say so but seldom. Cleome7tes. Not at all, good lady ; 20 You might have spoken a thousand things that would Have done the time more benefit and grac'd Your kindness better. Paulina. You are one of those Would have him wed again. DioJi. If you would not so, You pity not the state, nor the remembrance Of his most sovereign name ; consider little What dangers, by his highness' fail of issue, May drop upon his kingdom and devour Incertain lookers-on. What were more holy Than to rejoice the former queen is well ? 3° What holier than, for royalty's repair. For present comfort and for future good. 126 THE WINTER'S TALE. To bless the bed of majesty again With a sweet fellow to 't ? Faulina. There is none worthy, Respecting her that 's gone. Besides, the gods Will have fulfill'd their secret purposes ; For has not the divine Apollo said, Is 't not the tenour of his oracle. That King Leontes shall not have an heir Till his lost child be found ? which that it shall, 40 Is all as monstrous to our human reason As my Antigonus to break his grave And come again to me ; who, on my life. Did perish with the infant. 'T is your counsel My lord should to the heavens be contrary, Oppose against their wills. — ^To Leontes^ Care not for issue; The crown will find an heir. Great Alexander Left his to the worthiest ; so his successor Was like to be the best. Leo7ttes. Good Paulina, — Who hast the memory of Hermione, 50 I know, in honour, — O that ever I Had squar'd me to thy counsel ! then, even now, I might have look'd upon my queen's full eyes, Have taken treasure from her lips— Faulina. And left them More rich for what they yielded. Leontes. Thou speak'st truth. No more such wives ; therefore, no wife : one worse. And better us'd, would make her sainted spirit Again possess her corpse, and on this stage, Where we offenders now, appear soul-vex'd, And begin, ' Why to me ?' Paulina. Had she such power, 60 She had just cause. ACT F. SCENE I. 127 Leonfes. She had; and would incense me To murther her I married. FauUna. I should so. Were I the ghost that walk'd, I 'd bid you mark Her eye, and tell me for what dull part in 't You chose her; then I'd shriek, that even your ears Should rift to hear me ; and the words that follow'd Should be 'Remember mine.' Leontes. Stars, stars, And all eyes else dead coals ! — Fear thou no wife ; I '11 have no wife, Paulina. Paulina. Will you swear Never to marry but by my free leave ? 70 Leontes. Never, Paulina ! so be blest my spirit ! Pauli7ia. Then, good my lords, bear witness to his oath. Cleomenes. You tempt him over-much. Paulina. Unless another, As like Hermione as is her picture. Affront his eye. Cleomenes. Good madam, — Paulina. I have done. Yet, if my lord will marry, — if you will, sir, No remedy, but you will, — give me the office To choose you a queen. She shall not be so young As was your former ; but she shall be such As, walk'd your first queen's ghost, it should take joy so To see her in your arms. Leontes. My true Paulina, We shall not marry till thou bid'st us. Pauli7ia. That Shall be when your first queen 's again in breath; Never till then. Enter a Gentleman. Gentleman. One that gives out himself Prince Florizel, 128 THE WINTER'S TALE. Son of Polixenes, with his princess, — she The fairest I have yet beheld, — desires access To your high presence. Leontes. What with him ? he comes not Like to his father's greatness ; his approach, So out of circumstance and sudden, tells us 'T is not a visitation fram'd, but forc'd By need and accident. What train ? Ge7itleman. But few, And those but mean. Leontes. His princess, say you, with him "i Gentleman. Ay, the most peerless piece of earth, I think, That e'er the sun shone bright on. Paulina. O Hermione, As every present time doth boast itself Above a better gone, so must thy grave Give way to what 's seen now ! — Sir, you yourself Have said and writ so, but your writing now Is colder than that theme, ' She had not been, i, Nor was not to be equall'd ;' — thus your verse Flow'd with her beauty once : 't is shrewdly ebb'd, To say you have seen a better. Gentleman. Pardon, madam : The one I have almost forgot, — your pardon, — The other, when she has obtain'd your eye. Will have your tongue too. This is a creature. Would she begin a sect, might quench the zeal Of all professors else, make proselytes Of who she but bid follow. Paulina. How ! not women ? Gentleman. Women will love her, that she is a woman More worth than any man; men, that she is i The rarest of all women. Leontes. Go, Cleomenes ; Yourself, assisted with your honour'd friends. ACT V. SCENE I. 129 Bring them to our embracement. — Still, 't is strange [Exeunt Ckomenes and others. He thus should steal upon us. Paulina. Had our prince, Jewel of children, seen this hour, he had pair'd Well with this lord ; there was not full a month Between their births. Leontes. Prithee, no more; cease; thou know'st He dies to me again when talk'd of: sure. When I shall see this gentleman, thy speeches 120 Will bring me to consider that which may Unfurnish me of reason. — They are come. — Re-enter Cleomenes and others, with Florizel and Perdita. Your mother was most true to wedlock, prince; For she did print your royal father off, Conceiving you. Were I but twenty-one, Your father's image is so hit in you. His very air, that I should call you brother, As I did him, and speak of something wildly By us perform 'd before. Most dearly welcome ! And your fair princess, — goddess ! — O, alas ! 130 I lost a couple, that 'twixt heaven and earth Might thus have stood begetting wonder as You, gracious couple, do; and then I lost — All mine own folly — the society, Amity too, of your brave father, whom, Though bearing misery, I desire my life Once more to look on him. Florizel. By his command Have I here touch'd Sicilia, and from him Give you all greetings that a king, at friend, Can send his brother : and, but infirmity 140 Which waits upon worn times hath something seiz'd His wish'd ability, he had himself I 130 THE WINTER'S TALE, The lands and waters 'twixt your throne and his Measur'd to look upon you; whom he loves — He bade me say so — more than all the sceptres And those that bear them living. Leontes. O my brother, Good gentleman ! the wrongs I have done thee stir Afresh within me, and these thy offices, So rarely kind, are as interpreters Of my behind-hand slackness. — Welcome hither, 150 As is the spring to the earth. And hath he too Expos'd this paragon to the fearful usage, At least ungentle, of the dreadful Neptune, To greet a man not worth her pains, much less , The adventure of her person ? Florizel. Good my lord, She came from Libya. Leontes. Where the warlike Smalus, That noble honour'd lord, is fear'd and lov'd ? Florizel. Most royal sir, from thence; from him, whose daughter His tears proclaim'd his, parting with her : thence, A prosperous south-wind friendly, we have cross'd, 160 To execute the charge my father gave me For visiting your highness. My best train I have from your Sicilian shores dismiss'd ; Who for Bohemia bend, to signify Not only my success in Libya, sir, But my arrival and my wife's in safety Here where we are. Leontes. The blessed gods Purge all infection from our air whilst you Do climate here ! You have a holy father, A graceful gentleman ; against whose person, 17° So sacred as it is, I have done sin : For which the heavens, taking angry note. ACT V. SCENE I. 131 Have left me issueless; and your father 's blest, As he from heaven merits it, with you Worthy his goodness. What might I have been, Might I a son and daughter now have look'd on. Such goodly things as you ! Enter a Lord. Lord. Most noble sir. That which I shall report will bear no credit. Were not the proof so nigh. Please you, great sir, Bohemia greets you from himself by me; »8o Desires you to attach his son, who has — His dignity and duty both cast off — Fled from his father, from his hopes, and w^ith A shepherd's daughter. Leontes. Where 's Bohemia.? speak. Lord. Here in your city; I now came from him. I speak amazedly; and it becomes My marvel and my message. To your court Whiles he was hastening, in the chase, it seems, Of this fair couple, meets he on the way The father of this seeming lady and 190 Her brother, having both their country quitted With this young prince. Florizel. Camillo has betray'd me; Whose honour and whose honesty till now Endur'd all weathers. Lord. Lay 't so to his charge ; He 's with the king your father. L^eontes. Who? Camillo.? Lord. Camillo, sir; I spake with him; who now Has these poor men in question. Never saw I Wretches so quake; they kneel, they kiss the earth. Forswear themselves as often as they speak : Bohemia stops his ears, and threatens them With divers deaths in death. 200 132 THE WINTER'S TALE. Perdita. O my poor father ! — The heaven sets spies upon us, will not have Our contract celebrated. Leontes. You are married ? Florizel. We are not, sir, nor are we like to be; The stars, I see, will kiss the valleys first : The odds for high and low 's alike. Leontes. ■ My lord, Is this the daughter of a king ? Florizel. She is, When once she is my wife. Leontes. That once, I see by your good father's speed, Will come on very slowly. I am sorry, 210 Most sorry, you have broken from his liking Where you were tied in duty, and as sorry Your choice is not so rich in worth as beauty, That you might well enjoy her. Florizel. Dear, lookup; Though Fortune, visible an enemy, Should chase us with my father, power no jot Hath she to change our loves. — Beseech you, sir. Remember since you owed no more to time Than I do now: with thought of such affections. Step forth mine advocate ; at your request 220 My father will grant precious things as trifles. Leontes. Would he do so, I 'd beg your precious mistress, Which he counts but a trifle. Paulina. Sir, my liege. Your eye hath too much youth in 't; not a month Fore your queen died, she was more worth such gazes Than what you look on now. Leontes. I thought of her, Even in these looks I made. — \To Florizel'] But your peti- tion Is yet unanswer'd. I will to your fiither. ACT V. SCENE II. i^^ Your honour not o'erthrown by your desires, I am friend to them and you : upon which errand 230 I now go toward him ; therefore follow me And mark what way I make. Come, good my lord. \_Exeimt. Scene II. Before the Palace of Leontes. Enter Autolycus and a Gentleman. Aiitolycus. Beseech you, sir, were you present at this rela- tion ? I Gentleman. I was by at the opening of the fardel, heard the old shepherd deliver the manner how he found it: whereupon, after a little amazedness, we were all com- manded out of the chamber ; only this methought I heard the shepherd say, he found the child. Autolycus. I would most gladly know the issue of it. 8 1 GeJitleman.. I make a broken delivery of the business ; but the changes I perceived in the king and Camillo were very notes of admiration. They seemed almost, with star- ing on one another, to tear the cases of their eyes ; there was speech in their dumbness, language in their very gest- ure ; they looked as they had heard of a world ransomed, or one destroyed. A notable passion of wonder appeared in them ; but the wisest beholder, that knew no more but seeing, could not say if the importance were joy or sorrow ; but in the extremity of the one, it must needs be. — Enter another Gentleman. Here comes a gentleman that happily knows more. — The news, Rogero ? 20 2 Gentleman. Nothing but bonfires. The oracle is ful- filled ; the king's daughter is found. Such a deal of won- der is broken out within this hour that ballad-makers can- not be able to express it. 134 THE WINTER'S TALE. Enter a third Gentleman. Here comes the Lady Paulina's steward; he can deliver you more. — How goes it now, sir ? this news which is called true is so like an old tale, that the verity of it is in strong suspicion. Has the king found his heir ? 28 3 Gentleman. Most true, if ever truth were pregnant by circumstance ; that which you hear you '11 swear you see, there is such unity in the proofs. The mantle of Queen Hermione's, her jewel about the neck of it, the letters of Antigonus found with it which they know to be his charac- ter, the majesty of the creature in resemblance of the moth- er, the affection of nobleness which nature shows above her breeding, and many other evidences proclaim her with all certainty to be the king's daughter. Did you see the meet- ing of the two kings ? 2 Gentleman. No. 39 3 Gentleman. Then have you lost a sight, which was to be seen, cannot be spoken of. There might you have be- held one joy crown another, so and in such manner that it seemed sorrow wept to take leave of them, for their joy waded in tears. There was casting up of eyes, holding up of hands, with countenances of such distraction that they were to be known by garment, not by favour. Our king, being ready to leap out of himself for joy of his found daughter, as if that joy were now become a loss, cries ' O, thy mother, thy mother !' then asks Bohemia forgiveness ; then embraces his son-in-law ; then again worries he his daughter with clipping her ; now he thanks the old shep- herd, which stands by like a weather -bitten conduit of many kings' reigns. I never heard of such another en- counter, which lames report to follow it and undoes de- scription to do it. 55 2 Gentkfnan. What, pray you, became of Antigonus, that carried hence the child ? ACT V. SCENE II. 135 3 Gentk?7ian. Like an old tale still, which will have matter to rehearse, though credit be asleep and not an ear open. He was torn to pieces with a bear: this avouches the shepherd's son ; who has not only his innocence, which seems much, to justify him, but a handkerchief and rings of his that Paulina knows. I Gejitleman. What became of his bark and his fol- lowers ? 65 3 Gentleman. Wracked the same instant of their master's death, and in the view of the shepherd; so that all the in- struments which aided to expose the child were even then lost when it was found. { But O, the noble combat that 'twixt joy and sorrow was fought in Paulina! ; She had one eye declined for the loss of her husband, another elevated that the oracle was fulfilled; she lifted the princess from the earth, and so locks her in embracing, as if she would pin her to her heart that she might no more be in danger of losing. I Gentleman. The dignity of this act was worth the au- dience of kings and princes ; for by such was it acted. ^^ 3 Gentletnan. One of the prettiest touches of all and that which angled for mine eyes, caught the water though not the fish, was when, at the relation of the queen's death, with the manner how^ she came to 't bravely confessed and la- mented by the king, how attentiveness wounded his daugh- ter ; till, from one sign of dolour to another, she did, with an 'Alas,' I would fain say, bleed tears, for I am sure my heart wept blood. Who was most marble there changed colour ; some sw^ooned, all sorrowed : if all the world could have seen 't, the woe had been universal. 1 Gentleman. Are they returned to the court } 88 3 Gentleman. No : the princess hearing of her mother's statue, which is in the keeping of Paulina, — a piece many years in doing and now newly performed by that rare Ital- ian master, Julio Romano, who, had he himself eternity and 136 THE WINTER'S TALE. could put breath into his work, would beguile Nature of her custom, so perfectly he is her ape; — he so near to Her- mione hath done Hermione that they say one would speak to her and stand in hope of answer : — thither with all greed- iness of affection are they gone, and there they intend to sup. 98 2 Gentleman. I thought she had some great matter there in hand ; for she hath privately twice or thrice a day, ever since the death of Hermione, visited that removed house. Shall we thither and with our company piece the rejoic- ing? I Gentleman. ,Who would be thence that has the benefit of access? every wink of an eye some new grace will be born; our absence makes us unthrifty to our knowledge. Let 's along. \^Exeunt Gentlemen. Aictolycus. Now, had I not the dash of my former life in me, would preferment drop on my head. I brought the old man and his son aboard the prince ; told him I heard them talk of a fardel and I know not what : but he at that time, overfond of the shepherd's daughter, so he then took her to be, who began to be much sea-sick, and himself little better, extremity of weather continuing, this mystery re- mained undiscovered. But 't is all one to me ; for had I been the finder-out of this secret, it would not have relished among my other discredits. — 117 Enter Shepherd and Clown. Here come those I have done good to against my will, and already appearing in the blossoms of their fortune. Shepherd. Come, boy ; I am past moe children, but thy sons and daughters will be all gentlemen born. Clown. You are well met, sir. You denied to fight with me this other day, because I was no gentleman born. See you these clothes? say you see them not and think nie still no gentleman born ; you were best say these robes are not ACT V. SCENE II. 137 gentlemen born : give me the lie, do, and try whether I am not now a gentleman born. Aiitolycus. I know you are now, sir, a gentleman born. Clown. Ay, and have been so any time these four hours. Shepherd. And so have I, boy. 130 Clown. So you have : but I was a gentleman born before my father : for the king's son took me by the hand, and called me brother ; and then the two kings called my fa- ther brother; and then the prince my brother and the prin- cess my sister called my father father ; and so we wept, and there was the first gentleman-like tears that ever we shed. Shepherd. We may live, son, to shed many more. Clown. Ay ; or else 't were hard luck, being in so pre- posterous estate as we are. 140 Autolyciis. I humbly beseech you, sir, to pardon me all the faults I have committed to your worship and to give me your good report to the prince my master. Shepherd. Prithee, son, do ; for we must be gentle, now we are gentlemen. Clown. Thou wilt amend thy life ? Autolycus. Ay, an it like your good worship. Clown. Give me thy hand ; I will swear to the prince thou art as honest a true fellow as any is in Bohemia. Shepherd. You may say it, but not swear it. 150 Clown. Not swear it, now I am a gentleman ? Let boors and franklins say it, I '11 swear it. Shepherd. How if it be false, son ? Clown. If it be ne'er so false, a true gentleman may swear it in the behalf of his friend : and I '11 swear to the prince thou art a tall fellow of thy hands and that thou wilt not be drunk ; but I know thou art no tall fellow of thy hands and that thou wilt be drunk : but I 'II swear it, and I would thou wouldst be a tall fellow of thy hands. Autolyais. I will prove so, sir, to my power. t6o 138 THE WINTER'S TALE. Clown. Ay, by any means prove a tall fellow ; if I do not wonder how thou darest venture to be drunk, not be- ing a tall fellow, trust me not. — Hark! the kings and the princes, our kindred, are going to see the queen's picture. Come, follow us ; we '11 be thy good masters. [^Exeunt. Scene III. A Chapel in Paulina's House. Enter Leontes, Polixenes, Florizel, Perdita, Camillo, Paulina, Lords, and Attendants. Leontes. O grave and good Paulina, the great comfort That I have had of thee ! Paulina. What, sovereign sir, I did not well I meant well. All my services You have paid home ; but that you have vouchsaf 'd. With your crown'd brother and these your contracted Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to visit. It is a surplus of your grace, which never My life may last to answer. Leontes. O Paulina, We honour you with trouble : but we came To see the statue of our queen ; your gallery 10 Have we pass'd through, not without much content In many singularities, but we saw not That which my daughter came to look upon, The statue of her mother. Paulina. As she liv'd peerless, So her dead likeness, I do well believe. Excels whatever yet you look'd upon Or hand of man hath done; therefore I keep it Lonely, apart. But here it is ; prepare To see the life as lively mock'd as ever Still sleep mock'd death. Behold, and say 't is well. 20 \Paulvia draws a curtain, and discovers Llermione standing like a statue. ACT V. SCENE III. 139 I like your silence, it the more shows off Your wonder: but yet speak; first, you, my liege. Comes it not something near? Leontes. Her natural posture ! — Chide me, dear stone, that I may say indeed Thou art Hermione ; or rather, thou art she In thy not chiding, for she was as tender As infancy and grace. — But yet, Paulina, Hermione was not so much wrinkled, nothing So aged as this seems. Folixenes. O, not by much. Paulina. So much the more our carver's excellence ; 30 Which lets go by some sixteen years, and makes her As she liv'd now. Leontes. As now she might have done, So much to my good comfort, as it is Now piercing to my soul. O, thus she stood, Even with such life of majesty, warm life, As now it coldly stands, when first I woo'd her ! I am asham'd ; does not the stone rebuke me For being more stone than iti^ — O royal piece ! There 's magic in thy majesty, which has My evils conjur'd to remembrance, and 40 From thy admiring daughter took the spirits. Standing like stone with thee. Perdita. And give me leave, And do not say 't is superstition, that I kneel and then implore her blessing. — Lady, Dear queen, that ended when I but began, Give me that hand of yours to kiss. Paulina. O, patience ! The statue is but newly fix'd, the colour 's Not dry. Cainillo. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on, Which sixteen winters cannot blow away, 50 I40 THE WINTER'S TALE. So many summers dry : scarce any joy Did ever so long live; no sorrow- But kill'd itself much sooner. Polixenes:. Dear my brother, Let him that was the cause of this have power To take off so much grief from you as he Will piece up in himself. Paulina. Indeed, my lord. If I had thought the sight of my poor image Would thus have wrought you, — for the stone is mine — I 'd not have show'd it. Leojites. Do not draw the curtain. Faidina. No longer shall you gaze on 't, lest your fancy May think anon it moves. Leontes. Let be, let be. Would I were dead, but that, methinks, already — • What was he that did make it? — See, my lord, Would you not deem it breath'd 1 and that those veins Did verily bear blood 1 Polixenes. Masterly done; The very life seems warm upon her lip. Leontes. The fixure of her eye has motion in 't, As we are mock'd with art. Paulina. I '11 draw the curtain; My lord 's almost so far transported that He '11 think anon it lives. Leontes. O sweet Paulina, 7° Make me to think so twenty years together ! No settled senses of the world can match The pleasure of that madness. Let 't alone. Paulifia. I am sorry, sir, I have thus far stirr'd you ; but I could afflict you farther. Leontes. Do, Paulina; For this affliction has a taste as sweet As any cordial comfort. Still, methinks, ACT V. SCENE III. 141 There is an air comes from her; what fine chisel Could ever yet cut breath? Let no man mock me, For I will kiss her. Paulina. Good my lord, forbear ! 80 The ruddiness upon her lip is wet; You '11 mar it if you kiss it, stain your own With oily painting. Shall I draw the curtain ? Leontes. No, not these twenty years. Fei'dita. So long could I Stand by, a looker-on. Paulina. Either forbear. Quit presently the chapel, or resolve you For more amazement. If you can behold it, I '11 make the statue move indeed, descend And take you by the hand; but then you '11 think — Which I protest against — I am assisted 90 By wicked powers. Leontes. What you can make her do, I am content to look on ; what to speak, I am content to hear; for 't is as easy To make her speak as move. Paulina. It is requir'd You do awake your faith. Then all stand still; Or those that think it is unlawful business I am about, let them depart. LeoJites. Proceed ; No foot shall stir. Paulina. Music, awake her; strike ! — \Music. 'T is time; descend; be stone no more; approach: Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come, 100 I '11 fill your grave up; stir, nay, come away, Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him Dear life redeems you, — You perceive she stirs. \Hermione comes down. 142 THE WINTER'S TALE. Start not; her actions shall be holy as You hear my spell is lawful. Do not shun her Until you see her die again ; for then You kill her double. Nay, present your hand : When she was young you woo'd her; now in age Is she become the suitor? Leontes. O, she 's warm ! If this be magic, let it be an art no Lawful as eating. Polixenes. She embraces him. Camillo. She hangs about his neck; If she pertain to life, let her speak too. Polixenes. Ay, and make 't manifest where she has liv'd, Or how stolen from the dead. Paulina. That she is living. Were it but told you, should be hooted at Like an old tale; but it appears she lives. Though yet she speak not. Mark a little while. — Please you to interpose, fair madam; kneel And pray your mother's blessing. — Turn, good lady; 120 Our Perdita is found. Hermione. You gods, look down And from your sacred vials pour your graces Upon my daughter's head ! — Tell me, mine own. Where hast thou been preserv'd ? where liv'd ? how found Thy father's court.? for thou shalt hear that I, Knowing by Paulina that the oracle Gave hope thou wast in being, have preserv'd Myself to see the issue. Paulina. There 's time enough for that; Lest they desire upon this push to trouble Your joys with like relation. — Go together, 130 You precious winners all; your exultation Partake to every one. I, an old turtle, Will wing me to some wither'd bough, and there ACT V. SCENE III. 143 My mate, that 's never to be found again, Lament till I am lost. Leontes. O, peace, Paulina ! Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent, As I by thine a wife ; this is a match, And made between 's by vows. Thou hast found mine; But how, is to be question'd ; for I saw her, As I thought, dead, and have in vain said many 140 A prayer upon her grave. I '11 not seek far — For him, I partly know his mind — to find thee An honourable husband. — Come, Camillo, And take her by the hand, whose worth and honesty Is richly noted and here justified By us, a pair of kings. — Let 's from this place. — What! look upon my brother. — Both your pardons, That e'er I put between your holy looks My ill suspicion. This is your son-in-law And son unto the king, whom heavens directing, 150 Is troth-plight to your daughter. — Good Paulina, Lead us from hence, where we may leisurely Each oiie demand and answer to his part Perform'd in this wide gap of time since first We were dissever'd. Hastily lead away. \_Exeimt. VALLEY IN BOHEMIA. NOTES. ABBREVIATIONS USED IN THE NOTES. Abbott (or Gr.), Abbott's Shakespeariajt Gra7ninar (third edition). A. S., Anglo-Saxon. A. v., Authorized Version of the Bible (1611). B. and F., Beaumont and Fletcher. B. J., Ben Jonson. Camb. ed., " Cambridge edition" oi Shakespeare, edited by Clark and Wright. Cf. {confer)., compare. Clarke, "Cassell's Illustrated Shakespeare," edited by Charles and Mary Cowden Clarke (London, n. d.). Coll., Collier (second edition). Coll. MS., Manuscript Corrections of Second Folio, edited by Collier. D., Dyce (second edition). H., Hudson (first edition). Halliwell, J. O. Halliwell (folio ed. of Shakespeare). Id. {idem), the same. K., Knight (second edition). Nares, Glossary, edited by Halliwell and Wright (London, 1859). Prol., Prologue. S., Shakespeare. Schmidt, A. Schmidt's Shakespeare-Lexicon (Berlin, 1874). Sr., Singer. St., Staunton. Theo., Theobald. W., White. Walker, Wm. Sidney Walker's Critical Examination of the Text of Shakespeare (London, i860). Warb., Warburton. Wb., Webster's Dictionary (revised quarto edition of 1864). Wore, Worcester's Dictionary (quarto edition). The abbreviations of the names of Shakespeare's Plays will be readily understood; as T. N. for Twelfth Night, Cor. for Coriolamis, 3 Hen. VI. for The Third Part of King Henry the Sixth, etc. P. P. refers to The Passionate Pilgrim ; V. and A . to Venus and Adonis ; L. C. to Lover'' s Complaint ; and Sonn. to the Sonnets. When the abbreviation of the name of a play is followed by a reference to page, Rolfe's edition of the play is meant. The numbers of the lines (except for The Winter's Tale) are those of the " Globe " ed. or of Crowell's reprint of that ed. NOTES. DELPHI AND MOUNT I'ARNASSUS. ACT I. Dramatis Person/e.— The folio has the following list at the end of the play (cf. 0th. p. 154) : The Names of the Actors. Leo?ttes, King- of Sicillia. Emilia, a Lady. Mamilhes, yong Pri7ice of Sicillia. Polixenes, King of Bohemia. Catnillo. "> Florizell, Pritice of Bohemia. A7itigomis. 1^ Foure OldShepheard,rep7ited Father of Perdita. Cleomines. j Lords of Sicillia. Clowne, his Sonne. Dion. J ^ utolicus, a Rogue. Herfnione, Queene to Leontes. ' A rchidamtis, a Lord of Bohe7nia. Perdi/a, Daughter to Leontes and Her- Other Lords, and Gentlemen, ajid Ser- mione. na^tts. Fazdina, wife to A ntigonns. • Shepheards, and Shephearddesses. 148 NOTES. Scene I. — 6. Bohemia. The King of Bohemia. See Macb. p. 239, or He7i. V. p. 159. Hanmer changed Bohemia throughout to " Bithynia ;" but, as stated above (see p. 17), S. followed Greene in making Bohemia a maritime country. Farmer remarks: "Corporal Trim's King of Bohemia ' de- lighted in navigation, and had never a seaport in his dominions ;' and my Lord Herbert informs us that De Luines, the prime minister of France, vi^hen he was ambassador there, demanded whether Bohemia was an inland country, or ' lay upon the sea.' There is a similar mistake in T. G. ofV. relative to that city [Verona] and Milan." Visitation. Cf. iv. 4. 544 and v. i. 90 below. S. does not use msit as a noun. Visitings occurs in Macb. i. 5. 46. 8. Wherein, &tc. "Though we cannot give you equal entertainment, yet the consciousness of our good-will shall justify us" (Johnson). 1 1. Ill the freedom of my knowledge. As my knowledge makes me free to do, or gives me the right to do. Cf. Sonn. 46. 4 : "the freedom of that right." 14. Unintelligent. Unconscious, not aware ; used by S. only here. 22. Such . . . which. Cf. iv. 4. 738 below^ : " such secrets in this fardel or box, which none must know," etc. Gr. 278. 25. Encounters. Meetings ; as often. See Much Ado, p. 154. Hath. The later folios have "have." Abbott (Gr. 334) explains it as the old " third person plural in //?." Cf. R. and J. prol. 8 : " Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows Doth with their death bury their parents' strife ;" and see note in our ed. p. 140. We have another instance in i. 2. i be- low ; but that is perhaps to be explained by the interposition oi star. Royally attorneyed. " Nobly supplied by substitution of embassies, etc." (Johnson); or " performed by proxy" (Schmidt). In the only other instance oi attorneyed in S. {M. for M. v. i. 390) it is =^ employed as an attorney. 27. That. So that ; a common ellipsis. Gr. 283. The Coll. MS. needlessly inserts " so " before royally. 28. A vast. The later folios have "a vast sea." Cf. Per. iii. i. i : " Thou god of this great vast, rebuke these surges." See also Ham. p. 186. 30. Loves. For the plural, see Macb. p. 209 or Ham. p. 177. Cf.' peaces in ii. i. 135 below. 32. Of. See Gr. 172. 33. It is. Cf. Macb. i. 4. 58 : "It is a peerless kinsman," etc. It is oftener contemptuous ; as in R. and J. iv. 2. 14, A. and C. iii. 2. 6, etc. 34. Into my note. To my knowledge. Cf. T. N. iv. 3. 29 : "it shall come to note," etc. 36. Physics the subject. " Affords a cordial to the state " (Johnson). Cf. Cymb. iii. 2. 34: "it doth physic love" (that is, preserve its health). For the collective use oi subject ( = people), see Ham. p. 173. Scene II. — i. The watery star. The "watery moon" of M. N. D. ACT I. SCENE II. 149 ii, I. 162 (cf. iii. i. 203) and Rich. III. ii, 2. 69. See also R. and J. \. 4. 62 : "the moonshine's watery beams." For hath^ see on i. I. 25 above. 2. N'ote. Means of noting or marking time. Cf. Mtich Ado, p. 144. Clarke explains the shepherd'' s note as "noted by the shepherd." "The allusion is peculiarly happy, shepherds ' keeping watch of their flocks by night'' being natural astronomers. Cf. Liike, ii. 8" (Crosby). 5. For perpeticity. For all lime, forever. Cf. Cyinb. v. 4. 6 : " Groan so in perpetuity," etc. 6. Like a cipher, etc. Cf. Hen. V. prol. 17 : "O pardon! since a crooked figure may Attest in little place a million ; And let us, ciphers to this great accompt. On your imaginary forces work." 8. Moe. Changed by most editors to "more." See A. V. L. p. 176. ID. Part. Depart. See M. of F. p. 145. 12. That may llozu, etc. O that no nipping winds at home may blow, to make me say. This fear was too well-founded ! For the ellipsis of O, Farmer compares an old translation of the Alcoran of the Franciscans : " St. Francis . . . said to the priors, That I had a wood of such Juni- pers !" and The Two Noble Kinsmen : " That I, poor man, might eft- soons come between !" Abbott (Gr. 425) explains the passage thus : " I am question'd by my fears . . . that (there) may blow," etc. U. believes the passage to be corrupt. Hanmer changed A^o to " Some " and trjily to "early" (Capell " tardily ") ; and Warb. that may to "may there." For sneaping ( = snipping, or nipping), rf. L. L. L. i. i. 100 : "an envi- ous sneaping frost ;" and R. of L. 333 : "the sneaped birds." 16. Put ns to V. Bring us to it (that is, being tired of you). Cf. iv. 4. 153 below : " put you to 't" (that is, fear). 17. Seven-night. Cf. Much Ado, ii. I. 375 : " a just seven-night." See also A. Y. Z. p. 177, note on A se''nnigiit. Very sooth. In very sooth, or truth. See M. ofV, p. 127 and M. N. D. p. 153, note on Good troth. 18. Between 'j. As Clarke notes, this particular elision, V for iis, oc- curs often in this play ; and it is curious to observe how some one pe- culiarity will recur in certain of Shakespeare's plays, as if he thought in that special way at that special time of writing. For /«r/ = divide, see y. C. p. 186, note on Part the glories. 20. None, none. " Shakespeare, like a true poet, knew perfectly the potent effect of an iterated word ; but, also like a true poet and writer of thorough judgment, used it but sparingly, and of course, on that account, with redoubled force of impression. Here it has the effect of intense earnestness " (Clarke). 31. This satisfaction, etc. " We had satisfactory accounts yesterday of the state of Bohemia" (Johnson). 33. Ward. Point of defence ; a metaphor taken from fencing. For the literal use, see Temp. i. 2. 471 : " Come from thy ward," etc. 38. Adventure. Venture ; as in ii. 3. 162 and iv. 4. 448 below. 39. Borrow. S. does not elsewhere use borrow as a noun, nor at with the name of a country. l^o NOTES. 41. Let hi?n there. "Let him remain there" (Schmidt), Warb. took let to be — hinder (cf. Ham. i. 4. 85, etc.), and therefore changed him in 40 to " you." Clarke adopts Malone's explanation of let him : " let or hinder himself," that is, stay. Gest. The name given to the list (Fr. giste or £zte) of the appointed stages in a royal progress or journey ; here = the fixed limit of the visit, as the context shows. Steevens cites Strype's Memorials, etc., where the Archbishop entreats Cecil " to let him have the new resolved upon gests, from that time to the end, that he might from time to time know where the king was ;" also Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay, 1594 : " Castile, and lovely Elinor with him. Have in their gests i-esolv'd for Oxford town;" and the The White Devil, 161 2 : "like the gests in the progress, You know where you shall find me." The gests were strictly the stopping-places, but the name came to be ap- plied to the written list of them. 42. Good deed. In very deed ; the ^f\x\. to return to our subject (dropped at 86 above). 104. Clap thyself my love. That is, put your hand in mine, in token of betrothal. Cf. T. N. v. i. 159 : "A contract of eternal bond of love, Confirm'd by mutual joinder of your hands ;" and see note in our ed. p. 163. See also M.for M. v. i. 209 : "This is the hand which, with a vow'd contract. Was fast belock'd in mine ;" and K. John, ii. i. 532 : " Command thy son and daughter to join hands." Clap hands was the common expression for pledging faith in this way. Steevens c\\jiO\.es, Ram Alley, 161 1 : " Speak, widow, is 't a match? Shall we clap it up?" A Trick to Catch the Old One, 1618 : " Come, clap hands, a match !" and Hen. V. v. 2. 133 : "And so clap hands, and a bargain." Malone adds from Middleton, No Wit like a Woman's : " There these young lovers shall clap hands together." Rowe (2d ed.) changed clap to "clepe" (=call). ACT I. SCENE 11. ^SZ 105. ''Tis. To mend the metre, Hanmer gave "This is," and Capell "it is." no. Tremor cordis. Trembh'ng of the heart (Latin). Dances— \\vcoh?>. 113. Bounty's fertile bosom. Hanmer's emendation of the "bounty, fer- tile bosom" of the folios. It is generally adopted by the editors. 115. Paddling pahns. A contemptuous phrase. Cf 0th. ii. i. 259: "Didst thou not see her paddle with the palm of his hand?" and Ham. iii. 4. 185 : " Or paddling in your neck with his damn'd fingers." S. uses the wor^i only in these passages. 118. The mort 0' the deer. A prolonged note blown on the horn at the death (Fr. /wtr/) of the deer. Steevens quotes Gxetwt, Card of Eancy : " He that bloweth the mort before the death of the buck may very well miss of his fees ;" and Chevy Chace (earliest form) : " The blewe a mort uppone the bent." 119. Nor my brotvs. The allusion is to the horns of the cuckold, as in so many passages that follow. Cf. Much Ado, p. 123, notes on RecJieat and Baldrick. 120. r fecks ! A corruption oi in faith (some say oi in fact). S. uses it only here. Halliwell cites Heywood, Edward IV.: "by my feckins !" 121. Baxvcock. "A term of endearment, synonymous with cJnick [see Macb. p. 212], but always masculine" (Schmidt). Qi. Hen. F. iii. 2. 26, iv. I. 44, and T. N. iii. 4. 125. What, hast smtdch'd thy nose ? " It is reserved for such a poet as Shakespeare to fearlessly introduce such natural touches as a flying par- ticle of smut resting upon a child's nose, and to make it turn to wonder- fully effective account in stirring a father's heart, agitating it with wild thoughts, and prompting fierce plays upon words and bitter puns. Every phase that passion takes — writhing silence, tortured utterance, tearful lamentations, muttered jests more heart -withering than cries or com- plaints — all are known to Shakespeare, and are found in his page as in nature's" (Clarke). 123. Not neat, tic. "Recollecting that neat is the ancient term for horned cattle, he says not neat, but cleanly'''' (Johnson). 125. Virginalling. Playing with her fingers, as on a virginal, a keyed instrument somewhat like a small pianoforte, probably so called because used by young girls (Nares). It was sometimes called a pair of virginals ; as in Dekker's GtcPs Hombooke: "leap up and down like the nimble jacks of a pair of virginals." In like manner an organ was sometimes called a pair of organs. Halliwell quotes Middleton, Chaste Maid, where the goldsmith's wife says to her daughter : " Moll, have you played over all your old lessons o' the virginals ?" K. remarks that the idea conveyed in this passage is elaborated in Sonn. 128. 128. Pash. A word that has puzzled the commentators (see Nares). Jamieson {Scottish Diet.) defines it as "head; a ludicrous term," and marks it as still used in Scotland. .5"//^^/j- — budding horns. 132. O'er-dyed blacks. That is, black fabrics dyed over with some other colour ; or, possibly, as some explain it, dyed too much. Clarke says : " The unsoundness of stuffs subjected to a black dye is notorious, and 154 NOTES. renders Shakespeare's simile super -excellent." The Coll. MS. reads "our dead," and St. conjectures "oft dyed." Steevens remarks that "black will receive no other hue without discovering itself through it," and quotes Pliny, Hist. Nat. : " Lanaruni nigrae nullum colorem bibunt." Malone adds 'L.y]-^, Euphices : "Truly (quoth Camillo) my wool was blacke, and therefore it would take no other colour." Hallivvell remarks that mourning habiliments were often called blacks, and cites, among other illustrations, a letter dated 1619: "The queen's funeral is like to be deferred for want of money to buy the blacks;" and Heywood, E7ig. Traveller : " To weare blacks without, but other thoughts within." 134. Botirn. Boundary; as in Ham. iii. i. 79, etc. . 136. Welkin. Heavenly (Schmidt), or, possibly, blue. See R. and J. p. 1 72, note on Grey eye. See also M. N. D. p. 168. P'or villain as a term of endearment, cf. C. of E. \. 2. 19 and T. A. v. i. 30. It is feminine in T N. ii. 5. 16 and T. and C. iii. 2. 35. 137. Dear' St. For the contraction, see Gr. 473. Cf. iii. 2. 199 below : "sweet'st, dear'st," etc. Collop. Part of my own flesh; literally, a slice of meat. Cf. I Hen. VI. V. 4. 18 : " God knows thou art a collop of my flesh !" Heywood, in his Epigrams, 1566 (quoted by Boswell), gives it as a proverbial phrase : "For I have heard saie it is a deere collup, That is cut out of th' owne fleshe." Ca7t thy dam ? — may V be ? Can thy mother be guilty of unfaithfulness .'' Is it possible .-* See on iii. 2. 196 below. 138. Affection! thy intention, etc. Schmidt explains this: "Natural propensity, thy power rules the inmost thoughts of men." Affection, is clearly -sensual passion, or lust, as Mr. J. Crosby explains it (Amer. Bib- liflpolist, Dec. 1876, p. 121), but we are not so sure that he is right in making thy intention stabs the centre = ^' thy intensity penetrates to and pervades every foot of the habitable globe" (cf. centre in ii. i. 98 below). We rather take it to be = thy aim goes straight to its mark. For the rest of the passage Mr. Crosby's explanation is perfectly satisfactory : "Con- tinuing his jaundiced ruminations on \h.& effects of lust, he says, ' We know thy pervasive force regards not even impossible things, but overcomes all obstacles, making them possible and subsidiary to thy will. Why, then, may not my queen, who I could have sworn was purity itself, become cor- rupt when infected with thy poison ?' Another natural fact also strikes his imagination, ' We know thou comninnicaf st with dreams, though how this can be we are unable to explain. If, then, with what 'j- unreal thou co- active art, and in \Yc\.2k^\x\2X\o\-\ fellow'' st corporeally with nothing, how much more credent (credible) is it X\\-a.\. thou rnighfst co-join zuith something T . . . Thus we understand the train of his jealous logic, and see how he works up his mind to a state of frenzied certainty, when, in conclusion, he ex- claims, ' Thou dost ! I am satisfied. Thy wicked passion sates itself to the full, and that beyond commission — without warrant, or regard to me, or my authoi'ity. Already I feel the evidence of this fearful power of affec- tion — inwardly, in the infection, of my brains, and outwardly, peering out in the hardening of my broivs.'' " ACT I. SCENE 11. i^^ For credent = zxzdi\h\t, cf. M.for M. iv. 4. 29 : "a credent bulk ;" and for commission — v<2iXX-^\\\., cf. 40 above. See also V. and A. 568 : "Things out of hope are compass' d oft with venturing, Chiefly in love, wliose leave exceeds commission," etc. " 147. Something . . . unsettled. Somewhat disturbed. For the transposi- tion of the adverbial so?net/iing, cf 2 Hen. IV. i. 2. 212 : " with a white head and something a round belly" (that is, somewhat round). 148. W/iat cheer, etc In the folios this line is given to Leontes ; but it appears to be part of the speech of Polixenes, to whom it was restored by Steevens, at the suggestion of Rann. The emendation is generally adopted by the editors. In the preceding line, St., D., and K, read " Ho '' for Ho%o. K., who follows the folio, says : " Leontes, even in his moody reverie, has his eye fixed upon his queen and Polixenes ; and when he is addressed by the latter with 'Ho! my lord!' he replies, with a forced gayety, ' What cheer ? how is 't with you V The addition of ' best broth- er ' is, we apprehend, meant to be uttered in a tone of bitter irony." 149. Held. The verb is often, as here = have. Cf iv. 4. 398 below: " Should hold some counsel," etc. For brozu of much distraction, cf v. 2. 45 below: "countenance of such distraction," etc. 151. It's. One of the rare instances of the possessive neuter pronoun in S. See Temp. p. 120 and Ham. p. 186. The word here is spelt " it's " in the folios, as in every other instance except M.for M. i.i.Sif, where we find " its." For it possessive, see on ii. 3. 178 below. Cf Gr. 228. Itself is printed as two words ("it self") in the folios; and in Cymb. iii. 4. 160 the two are separated by an adjective : "it pretty self" 154. Methonght. The folios have " me thoughts " (" methoughts" in the 4th); as in Rich. III. i. 4. 9, 24. There, by the way, as here, w-e find in the folio methonght and methonghts mixed up in the same speech. Me- thoughts was a form in use (probably suggested by methinks), but here it is probably a misprint, as we have methonght ]\x's>X. below in 159. Coll. adopts the reading of the Egerton MS., "my thoughts." See M. of V. P- 135- 158. Do. The folios have "do's" or "does." Cf Gr. 333. 160. Squash. An immature peascod. See M. N'. D. p. 160. 161. Will you take eggs for money? A proverbial expression =will you let yourself be duped or imposed upon, or will you take an affront ? The origin of the phrase has not been satisfactorily made out ; but we find egg used to denote something insignificant or worthless in A. W. iv. 3. 280 : " He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister." According to the Var. of 1821, "Smith" states that the French have a proverb, "A qui vendez- vous coquilles.? that is, whom do you design to affront?" Steevens quotes A Match at Midnight, 1633 : " I shall have eggs for my money ; I must hang myself;" and Reed adds from Relations of the most famous Kingdomes, etc., 1630 : " The French infantery skirmisheth bravely afarre off, and cavallery gives a furious onset at the first charge ; but after the first heat they will take eggs for their money" (that is, tamely yield to the attack). The meaning here is sufficiently shown by the reply, No, my lord, I UlfighL 163. Happy man be 'j dole! " May his dole or share in life be to be a 156 NOTES. happy manr (Johnson), The expression was proverbial. Cf. M. W. iii. 4. 68, T. of S. i. I. 144, and i Heti. IV. ii. 2. 81. Dole was the term (as it still is in England) for a charitable allowance of provision to the poor, Cf. A. W. ii, 3. 76 : "what dole of honour" (that is, share, portion) ; and 2 Hen. IV. i. i, 169 : "in the dole of blows" (that is, dealing or giving). 170. Childness. " Childishness," which is the word elsewhere used by 5. Cf, Cor. V. 3. 157, etc. 171. Thick. Used by S. only here ; for thicken, see Macb. p. 212, note on light thickens. Cf. Macb. i. 5, 44 : "make thick my blood." Squire. Here used with half-sportive tenderness. For its contempt- uous use, cf. Much Ado, i. 3. 54, 0th. iv, 2, 145, etc, 172. Offic'd. "Having a place or function" (Schmidt). Cf Oth.\. 3. 271 : " My speculative and offic'd instruments " (" active " in the quartos). 174. How thon lovest ns, etc. "Thus enjoined by himself, it could be only the cruel injustice of that most unjust passion, jealousy, that makes Leontes resent his wife's courtesy to Polixenes as a proof of her guilt " (Clarke), 177. Apparent. That is, heir apparent ; as in 3 Hen. VI. ii. 2, 64 : " as apparent to the crown," 178. Shall 'j-. Shall us ; that is, shall we, Cf, Cor. iv. 6. 148 : " Shall 's to the Capitol ?" See also T. of A. iv, 3, 408, Cyinb. iv, 2. 233, v, 5. 228, /'^r. iv. 5. 7, etc. Gr. 215. W. remarks : " S. had the minute details of the old novel vividly in mind here : ' When Pandosto was busied with such urgent affaires that hee could not bee present with his friend Egistus, Bellaria would walke with him into the garden, where they two in privat and pleasant devises would passe away the time to both their contents,' " 179. To your own bejiis, etc. Dispose of yourselves according to your inclination. 181. How I give line. Cf, 2 Hen. IV. iv. 4. 39 : "give him line and scope," 183. Neb. Beak, here=mouth. Steevens quotes Paynter, Palace of Pleasure, ii^66 : "the amorous wormes of love did bitterly gnawe and teare his heart wyth the nebs of their forked heads." Rowe changed it to " nib," the more common form of the word. Halliwell quotes Ken- nett's Glossary (MS, Lansd, 1033) : '■'• N^eb, nose, Bor. et Kent, hold up your nebb. Sax, nebbe, nasus, nares ; item nostrum,* the bill, beak, nib or nebbe of a bird; whence, by metaphor, the nib or nebbe of a pen; Island, nebbe, nasus ;" Two Maids of Moreclacke, 1609 : " Shal 's not busse, knight.? shal 's not neb?" and MS. Bodl.652: "He kisseth Benjamin, anon his neb he gan wipe," 185, Allowing. " Approving " (Malone), or " conniving " (Schmidt), 186. ForJi'd. Horned. Cf. Oth.\\\. 3. 276 : " this forked plague " (that is, cuckoldom). See also T. and C. i. 2. 178, 188. So . . . whose. Cf. y. C. i. 2, 316 : " For who so firm that cannot be seduc'd .'"' See also such . . , which in i, i, 22 above, and such . . . that in 253 below. Gr. 278, 279. * So in Halliwell ; probably a misprint for "rostrum." — Ed. ACT I. SCENE 11. 157 190. There have been, etc. Cf. 0th. iv. i. 63 fol. 195. Strike. Cf. Ham. i. I. 162 : "no planets strike ;" and see note in our eel. p. 177. 196. Predojuinant. An astrological term. Cf. A. W. i. i. 211 : "When he [Mars] was predominant." See Macb. p. 203, note on Is V night's pre- (iominajice, etc. For on 'j- = of us, see Gr. 182. 198. They. Omitted in the ist folio, but supplied in the 2d. 202. This great sir. Cf. iv. 4. 350 : " this ancient sir ;" 7\ iV. iii. 4. 81 : " Some sir of note," etc. 204. Came home. A nautical phrase = would not hold. 206. More material. Either = ^/^^ more important the more you be- sought him (Clarke), or more urgent than -^owx petitions. 207. They 're here with me, etc. "They go so far with respect to me as to whisper," etc. (Schmidt) ; or, perhaps, "they are aware of my condition" (V.). For ronnd—x\\\xxx\\wx, whisper, cf. K. John, ii, I. 566 : "rounded in the ear ;" and see Hen. VI IL p. 168, foot-note. 208. So-forth. Steevens says : " At the corner of Fleet Market, I late- ly heard one woman, describing another, say ' Everybody knows that her husband is a so-forth.' As she spoke the last word, her fingers expressed the emblem of cuckoldom." 209. Gust. Perceive; literally, taste. Cf. the noun in Sonn. 114. ii and T.N. i. 3. 33. 212. So it is. We should say, as it is. 214. Thy conceit is soaking, etc. , Thy mind is absorbent, and takes in more than ordinary blockheads do. Clarke sees a metaphorical allusion to the dyeing of hats, indicated by the word blocks, which was used for hats in that day, and which S. punningly uses for heads also : " Was this black aspect of the matter taken by any pate but thine ? For thy concep- tion of it is steeped in the dye, and will draw in more than the ordinary run of hat-heads." For block = ihe wood on which hats were formed, see Much Ado, i. i. 77. In Lear, iv. 6. 187 it is-^the fashion or form of a hat. 216. Severals. Individuals. See i/d';/. F. p. 146. 217. Lower messes. Persons of inferior rank, those who sat at the lower end of the table. At a great man's table, the guests were not only seated according to their rank or dignity, but were divided into two grades by the great salt-cellar in the middle of the board. Steevens cites in illus- tration of this Dekker, Hon. Wh.: "Plague him; set him beneath the salt, and let him not touch a bit till every one has had his full cut ;" and B. and F., Woman Hater, i. 2 : " Uncut-up pies at the nether end, filled with moss and stones, partly to make a shew with, and partly to keep the lower mess from eating." " In the Northnmberland Hotisehold Booke we find that the clerks of the kitchen are to be with the cooks at the 'strik- ing out of the messes ;' and in the same curious picture of ancient man- ners there are the most minute directions for serving delicacies to my lord's own mess, but bacon and other pieces de resistance to the Lord Chamberlain's and Steward's messes " (K.). Mess also sometimes meant a set of four ; "as at great dinners the company was usually arranged into fours " (Nares). Cf. L. L. L. iv. 3. 207 : " you three fools lacked one fool to make up the mess," etc. 158 NOTES. 227. Chamber-coiinseh. "Private thoughts or cares " (Schmidt). The foHo has " Chamber-Councels " Counsel and council are often confound- ed in the early eds. 228. Cleans'd my bosom. Cf. Macb. v. 3. 44 : " Cleanse the stuff'd bosom," etc. 232. To bide upon V. To dwell upon it, to repeat it. 234. Hoxes. Houghs, or hamstrings ; used by S. only here. Steevens quotes Knolles, Hist, of the Turks: "and with his sword hoxed his horse." 236. Grafted in my serioiis trust. Thoroughly trusted by me. 238. Home. " In good earnest " (Schmidt) ; or, perhaps, rather = com- pletely, to the end. Cf. Tejjip. v. i. 71 : "I will pay thy graces home ;" Macb. i. 3. 120 : " trusted home," etc. 240. Fearfid. Full of fear ; referring to the coward above. See J. C. p. 175, note on With feaifnl bravery. 245. Wilful -negligent. For compound adjectives, see Gr. 2. 246. Industriously. Studiously, deliberately (Schmidt); used by S. only here. 251. Against the non-performance. Heath conjectures " now-perform- ance," and explains the passage thus : "At the execution whereof such, circumstances discovered themselves as made it prudent to suspend all further proceeding in it." Malone remarks that this is " a good interpre- tation of the original text," which he has no doubt is what S. wrote. He considers it, and we think rightly, one of those peculiar " double neg- atives " of which Schmidt gives many examples in his Appendix, p. 1420. See A. V. L. p. 156, note on No more do yottrs. Clarke paraphrases the passage thus : " Of which the execution, when once effected, proclaimed its non-performance to have been wrong." 253. Allotv'd. To be allowed, allowable. For such . . . that, see on 188 above. 256. /t^s. See on 151 above. 262. Think. Theo. added " it," and Hanmer gave " think 't ;" but, as Malone notes, the clause which follows^ — My wife, etc. — is the object of think as well as oi thought. 266. Hobby-horse. The folios have " holy-horse ;" corrected by Rowe. 269. ''Shrew. Beshrew. Cf ii. 2. 30 below, and see M. N. D. p. 152. 271. Which to reiterate, etc. To repeat which would be a sin as great as that of which you accuse her, if the charge were true. 273. Noses. Omitted in Mrs. Clarke's Concordance, under nose. 275. Note. Mark, sign. Cf 2 above. 278. Noon. The later folios have " the noon." Abbott (Gr. 484) makes the word a dissyllable. In the Var. of 1821, blind is put at the end of this line ; and Steevens says that theirs, theirs are dissyllables. 279. The pin and web. An early phase of cataract in the eye. Cf. Lear, iii. 4. 122 : " he gives the web and the pin, squints the eye," etc. Steevens, in a note on Lear, quotes Every Woman in her Humour, 1609 : "a pin and web argent, in hair du roy." Florio (as quoted by V.) defines cata- ratta as "a dimness of sight, occasioned by humours hardened in the eyes, called a cataract, or a pin and a web." ACT L SCENE IL 159 290. Hovering. Wavering, irresolute. Cf. R. of L. 1297 : " First hov- ering o'er the paper with her quill." ^^ 294. Glass. Hour-glass. Cf. Temp. i. 2. 240 : " At least two glasses ; Id. V. I. 223 : "but three glasses since," etc. See also iv. I. 16 below. 295. //er viedal. The folios have " her Medull " (" Medul " in 4th folio). Theo. gave " his medal," and the Coll. MS. has " a medal." Like her med- rt/=like a medal of her. Steevens remarks that Sir Christopher Hatton is represented with a medal of Queen Elizabeth appended to his chain. Cf. ffeji. VIII. ii. 2. 32 : " a loss of her That, like a jewel, has hung twenty years About his neck, yet never lost her lustre." YoxjeweU see T. N. p. 154, and cf. v. 2. 32 below. 301. Meaner form. Lower seat, or position. See R. and J. p. 172. ^^7/^/zV/= seated upon a bench, placed on a higher seat. _ The verb is used intransitively (=to sit on a seat of justice, to be judge) in Lear, iii. 6. 40 : " Bench by his side." Rear'd to jwrj-///)!) — raised to honour. 304. Galled. The folios have "gall'd," and the later ones read "thou mightst." Steevens quotes Chapman's Odyssey, x. : "With a festival She '11 first receive thee ; but will spice thy bread With flowery poisons ;■' and Id. xviii. : "spice their pleasure's cup." 305. A lasting %vink. Cf. Temp. ii. i. 285 : " Whiles you, doing this, To the perpetual wink for aye might put This ancient morsel, this Sir Prudence," etc. See also Ham. ii. 2. 137: "Or given my heart a winking, mute and dumb." 307. Rash. Quick-acting. Cf. i Hen. IV. iii. 2. 61 : "rash bavin wits. Soon kindled and soon burnt;" 2 Hen. IV. iv. 4. 48 : " rash gunpowder," etc. T^o^. Malicionsly. '■'• Malignantly, vi\\\\ effects openly hnrtfuV (John- son). 310. This erack. Cf. 0th. ii. 3. 330: "this crack of your love shall grow stronger than it was before." Z?;r(2rt'= revered, held in awe. 311. Sovei-eignly. For the transposition of the adverb, see Gr. 421. 312. I have lovd thee. Theo. transferred these words to the next speech, which he explained thus: "1 have tendered thee well, Camillo, but I here cancel all former respect at once : if thou any longer make a question of my wife's disloyalty, go from my presence, and perdition over- take thee for thy stubbornness !" Steevens retains the old reading, and says : " Camillo is about to tell Leontes how much he had loved him. The impatience of the king interrupts him by saying, 'Make that thy question,' that is, make the love of which you boast the subject of your future conversation, and go to the grave with it." We prefer Malone's interpretation : "Make that (that is, Hermione's disloyalty, which is so i6o NOTES. clear a point) a subject of debate or discussion, and go rot ! Dost thou think I am such a fool as to torment myself, and to bring disgrace on me and my children, without sufficient grounds ?" 314. Appoint viyself, etc. We are inclined to agree with Schmidt that this means " to dress myself," etc. Cf. " drest in an opinion " {M. of V. i. I. 91), "attired in wonder" {Muck Ado,\\. i. 146), "wrapped in dismal thinkings" {A. W. v. 3. 128), etc. Clarke thinks appoint may mean " point out, mark out, stigmatize." 317. Is goads, thorns, ^\.z. Abbott (Gr. 484, 509) is doubtful whether this is a line " of four accents" or ys\i^i\\QX goads and thorns are dissylla- bles, 320. Ripe. Mature, urgent, pressing ; as in M. of V. i. 3. 64 : " the ripe wants of my friend," etc. 321. Blench. "Fly off, be inconstant" (Schmidt). CLM.for M. iv. "Though sometimes you do blench from this to that, As cause doth minister ;" and T. and C. ii. 2. 68 : "there can be no evasion To blench from this, and to stand firm by honour." 322. Fetch off. Take off, make away with. Cf. 2 Hen. IV. iii. 2. 324 : " I will fetch off these justices " (that is, as Schmidt explains it, "make a prey of them"). 325. Sealing the injury of tongues. Putting a stop to the mischief of talk or scandal. 333. I am his cup-bearer. In Greene's tale Pandosto contriving "how he might best put away Egistus without suspition of treacherous murder, hee concluded at last to poyson him ; . . . and the better to bring the mat- ter to passe he called unto him his [Egistus's] cupbearer." Franion, the cup-bearer, endeavours to dissuade Pandosto from his purpose, but, find- ing it in vain, " consented as soon as opportunity would give him leave to dispatch Egistus" (W.). 337. Thou splifst thine oxvn. Thou dost rive thine own ; that is, it will be the death of you. 345. If I coidd find, etc. Blackstone believed this to be a reference to the death of Mary Queen of Scots ; but, as Douce remarks, the perpe- trator of that murder did flourish many years afterwards. He adds : " May it not rather be designed as a compliment to King James on his escape from the Gowrie conspiracy, an event often brought to the people's recol- lection during his reign, from the day on which it happened being made a day of thanksgiving V Break-neck. Halliwell quotes An Accoimt of the Christian Prince, 1607 : " the very breaknecke of our ensueinge sports," etc. 357. As he had. As z/he had. See Gr. 107. 360. Wafting his eyes, etc. Turning his eyes in the opposite direction. For the transitive use oi falling ( = letting fall), see J. C. p. 169. Mason remarks here : " This is a stroke of nature worthy of Shakes- peare. Leontes had but a moment before assured Camillo that he would seem friendly to Polixenes, according to his advice ; but on meeting him, ACT I. SCENE If. l6i his jealousy gets the better of his resolution, and he finds it impossible to restrain his hatred." 365. Hirw! dare not I— do not? Most editors point this " How ! dare not? do not." W. has "How! dare not, do not.?" The folio reads, " How, dare not ? doe not .?" We take the meaning to be " What ! you dare not ? — or is it ' do not ' that you mean ? Do you know, and yet dare not tell me ? You must mean something of the sort." The folio has an interrogation point at the end of 365, but most of the modern editors fol- low Capell (and Hanmer, who also changed Do you know to "You do know ") in transferring it to the next line, as in the text. We are not sure that the change is absolutely necessary, and adopt it with some hesitation. "Do you know, and dare not?" might be an elhpsis for "Do you know, and dare not tell me?" — ^just 2iS yozi mnst two lines below =you must be intelligent, you must avow it. Polixenes evidently suspects that Camillo, in saying that he dares not knoze^, means that he dares not tell what he knows. K., v., and the Camb. editors retain the old pointing, making Be intelligent to me imperative. For intelligent='' bearing intelligence, giving information, communica- tive " (Schmidt), cf. Lear, iii. 7. 12 : " Our posts shall be swift and intel- ligent betwixt us," See also Id. iii. i. 25 and iii. 5. 12. On thereabouts, cf. A. afid C. iii. 10. 29 : " Ay, are you thereabouts ?" 376. Sighted like the basilisk. W'ith eyes like those of the fabled basilisk, that kill with a glance. See Hen. V. p. 183 (note on The fatal balls), or R. and J. p. 186 (note on Death-darting eye). 377. Sped. Thrived, prospered. Cf. iii. 3. 46 below : " speed thee well 1" See also iv. 4. 652. For a different meaning, see R. and J. p. 182. 378. Regard. Look ; as in T N. ii. 5. 59, 73, etc. 379. Thereto. Besides. Cf. 0th. ii. i. 133^- " If she be black, and thereto have a wit," etc. 380. Clerk-like. Scholar-like. Cf. the use of<;/^r/^=scholar inyl/. A^ Z>. V. I. 93, Hen. VIII. ii. 2. 92, Per. v, prol. 5, etc. 381. Onr gentry. Our gentle birth. Cf. Cor. iii. 1. 144: " gentry, title, wisdom ;" R.of L. 569 : " By knighthood, gentry, and sweet friendship's oath," etc. 382. I71 whose sicccess, etc. To our descent from whom we owe our gentility, or nobility. For j-^/«r. v. i. 171 : " O grim-look'd night !" See also Gr. 294 and 374. 35. Trmnpet. The word is sometimes — trumpeter or herald; and Schmidt explains it so here. Cf. K. John, i. i. 27 : " Be thou the trump- et of our wrath," etc. See also Ham. p. 176. 45. Thriving. Prosperous, successful. Cf. J. C. iii. i. 13: "I wish your enterprise may thrive," etc. 47. Presently. Immediately ; as very often. See Ham. p. 204. 49. Hammer'' d of. Hammered on (Gr. 175), pondered. Cf. T G. of V. 1.3. 18: " Nor needst thou much importune me to that Whereon this month I have been hammering." See also Rich. II. v. 5. 5 : "I '11 hammer it out." 52. Wit. Wisdom. See T. N. p. 165. Scene III. — 2. Weakness. The folio reads " weaknesse, if," and is fol- lowed by some modern editors, who end the sentence at me in 7 below. 3. Part o' the cause. See on i. 2. 446 above. 4. Harlot. Lewd. The noun is sometimes masculine. Cf. C. of E. v. I. 205 and Cor. iii. 2. 112 (Schmidt). 5. The blank and level. The mark and range, or aim. The blank was properly the white spot in the centre of the target. Cf. Havi.'\w. 1.42: "As level as the cannon to his blank;" 0th. iii. 4. 128: "And stood within the blank of his displeasure ;" Hen. VIII. i. 2. 2 : "I stood i' the level Of a full-charg'd confederacy," etc. See also iii. 2. 80 below. 6. Sh£. Her. See 0th. p. 199, or Gr. 211. ACT 11. SCENE III. 169 8. Moiety. Portion (as in Hatn. i. i. 90, etc.), not a half. For the lat- ter sense, see iii. 2. 38 and iv. 4. 790 below. 17. Leave me solely. Leave me to myself. 18. Hmi. That is, Polixenes, to whom his thoughts now revert. 20. Recoil. The plural is to be explained by the intervening revejtges. Cf. iv. 2. 21 below : " whose loss of his most precious queen and children are even now to be afresh lamented." See also Gr. 412. In himself too mighty, etc. Malone quotes Greene's novel : " Pandosto, although he felt that revenge was a spur to warre, and that envy always proffereth Steele, yet he saw Egisthus was not only of great puissance and prowesse to withstand him, but also had many kings of his alliance to ayd him, if need should serve; for he married the Emperor of Russia's daugh- ter." 27. Be second to me. Be helpful to me, second me. Cf. the use of the noun in Temp. iii. 3. 103, Cor. i. 4. 43, etc. 30. Fi-ee. Free from guilt, innocent. See Ham. p. 213 or A. Y. L. p. 165. 35. Heavtngs. Deep sighs. Cf Ham. iv. i. I : " these sighs, these pro- found heaves." 37. Medicinal. For the accent, see 0th. p. 210, note on Medicinable. 41. Gossips. Sponsors at baptism. In this sense the word is both mas- culine and feminine. Cf C. of E. v. I. 405: "a gossips' feast;" Hen. VIII. V. 5. 13 : " My noble gossips, ye have been too prodigal," etc. 53. Professes. Changed by Rowe to " profess ;" but, if we may trust the collation in the Camb. ed., he does not alter dares below. Clarke re- marks that the third person " gives the excellent effect of Paulina's speak- ing of another, while she thus confidently speaks of herself and her own fidelity." }ioth professes and dares may after all be misprints. 56. Comforting. Encouraging, or aiding. Cf. T. A. ii. 3. 209 : " Why dost not comfort me and help me out?" Lear, iii. 5. 21 : " If I find him comforting the king," etc. The word properly means to strengthen (see the derivation in Wb.); and the noun is still used in a similar sense in the legal phrase "giving aid and comfort to the enemy." The Hebrew verb translated "comfort" in Job, ix. 27 and x. 20 is rendered "recover strength " in Ps. xxix. 13, and " strengtheneth " in Amos, v. 9. In Wiclif's version of Isa. xli. 7, we find " he coumfortide hym with nailes, that it shulde not be moued ;" where the A. V. has "fastened." 60. By combat. An allusion to the practice of " trial by combat," for a description of which see the extracts from Holinshed in Rich. II. p. 147 fol. and p. 159 fol. 61. The worst. "The %ueakest,'Cc\^t least expert in the use of arms'''' (Steevens). 63. Hand. Lay hands on. Cf Temp. i. 1.25: "we will not hand a rope more." 67. Mankind. Masculine. Cf. Cor. iv. 2. 16: "Are you mankind.^" Steevens quotes The Two Angry Women of Abington, 1599: "That e'er I should be seen to strike a woman. — Wh}', she is mankind, therefore thou mayst strike her ;" and Mason adds from one of Jonson's Sonnets : " Pallas, now thee I call lyo NOTES. on, mankind maid !" Cf. B. and F., Monsieur Thomas : " A plaguy mankind girl;" and T/ie Woman- Hater : "Are women grown so man- kind?" 68. Intelligencing, Carrying intelligence, acting as a go-between; used by S. nowhere else. Cf. intelligencer in 2 Hen. IV. iv. 2. 20 : "The very opener and intelligencer Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven, And our dull workings." 74. Woman-tir'' d. Hen-pecked ; the only instance of the w^ord in S. Tire was a term in falconry, meaning to tear and devour a prey. Cf. V. and A. 56 : " Even as an empty eagle, sharp by fastj Tires with her beak on feathers, flesh, and bone, Shaking her wings, devouring all in haste, Till either gorge be stuff 'd or prey be gone;" and 3 Hen. VI. i. i. 269 : "and like an empty eagle Tire on the flesh of me and of my son." Steevens quotes Chapman, The Widow' s Tears: "He has given me a bone to tire on." 78. Forced. " Constrained, unnatural, false " (Schmidt); as in iv. 4. 41 below: "these forc'd thoughts," etc. Coll. conjectures "falsed." On baseness, cf. Lear, i. 2. 10 : "Why brand they ns With base? with baseness? bastardy?" 86. Whose sting, etc. Cf. Cymb. iii. 4. 37 : " No, 't is slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword, whose tongu§ Out-venoms all the worms of Nile," etc. 90. Sound. The later folios have "found." Callat. A coarse or lewd woman. See 0th. p. 201. 92. Baits. Attacks, harasses. The word literally means to set dogs upon, as in bear-baiting. Cf. T. N. iii. I. 130 : " Have you not set mine honour at the stake And bated it with all the unmuzzled thoughts That tyrannous heart can think ?" See also 2 Hen. VI. v. 1. 148, etc. Here there is a play on beat (pro- nounced bate) and baits. 96. The old proverb, etc, St. quotes Overbury's Characters : " The devill cals him his white sonne ; he is so like him, that he is the worse for it, and he lokes after his father." 100. Valley, Apparently explained by dimples in apposition with it (Schmidt). Perhaps we should read "valleys," with Hanmer. loi. His smiles. Omitted by Capell. 106. No yelloiv in V. Yox yellozv as the colour of jealousy, cf. M. W. i. 3. Ill : "I will possess him with yellowness." Suspect, as lie does, etc. This, of course, is an absurdity, but perhaps an intentional one, as in keeping with Paulina's excited state of mind. Clarke remarks here : " In Paulina the poet has given us a perfect pict- ACT II. SCENE III. 171 lire of one of those ardent friends whose warmth of temper and want of judgment injure the cause they strive to benefit. Paulina, by her perse- verino- iterance of the word good, excites Leontes' opposition, and lashes him into fury ; and now, when she has made a moving appeal in her ref- erence to the infant's inheritance of its father's look, smile, and features, she cannot refrain from merging into reproach, ending in actual extrav- agance." ,. , r^^ Cf. what Mrs. Jameson says of her : " Pauhna does not fill any osten- sible office near the person of the queen, but is a lady of high rank m the court — the wife of the Lord Antigonus. She is a character strongly drawn from real and common life— a clever, generous, strong-mnided, warm-hearted woman, fearless in asserting the truth, firm m her sense ot ri^ht, enthusiastic in all her affections ; quick in thought, resolute in "word, and energetic in action ; but heedless, hot-tempered, impatient, loud, bold, voluble, and turbulent of tongue ; regardless of the feelings of those for whom she would sacrifice her life, and injuring from excess of zeal those whom she most wishes to serve. How many such are there in the world ! But Paulina, though a very termagant, is yet a poetical ter- magant in her way ; and the manner in which all the evil and dangerous tendencies of such a temper are placed before us, even while the individ- ual character preserves the strongest hold upon our respect and admira- tion, forms an impressive lesson, as well as a natural and delightful por- " in the scene, for instance, where she brings the infant before Leoiites with a hope of softening him to a sense of his injustice—' an office which,' as she observes, ' becomes a woman best '—her want of self-government, her bitter, inconsiderate reproaches, only add, as we might easily suppose, to his fury. Here, while we honour her courage and her affection, we can- not help regretting her violence. . ■, vr .u ^ v •. "We see, too, in Paulina, what we so often see m real lite, that it is not those who are most susceptible in their own temper and feelings who are most delicate and forbearing towards the feelings of others. She does not comprehend, or will not allow for, the sensitive weakness of a mind less firmly tempered than her own. ... _ , "We can only excuse Paulina by recollecting that it is a part of her purpose to keep alive in the heart of Leontes the remembrance of his queen's perfections and of his own cruel injustice. It is admirable, too, that Hermione and Paulina, while sufficiently approximated to afford all the pleasure of contrast, are never brought too nearly in contact on the scene or in the dialogue ;* for this would have been a fault m taste, and have necessarily weakened the eff'ect of both characters. Either the se- rene c^randeur of Hermione would have subdued and overawed the fiery spirit%f Paulina, or the impetuous temper of the latter must have dis- turbed in some respect our impression of the calm, majestic, and some- what melancholy beauty of Hermione." *" Only in tlie last scene, when, with solemnity befitting the occasion Pauhna invokes the majestic figure to 'descend, and be stone no more,' and where she presents her daughter to her, ' Turn, good lady ! our Perdita is found. 172 NOTES. 109. Lozel. A worthless or cowardly fellow. Reed cites Verstegan's Restitution, etc., 1605 : "a Losel is one that hath lost, neglected, or cast off his owne good and welfare, and so is become lewde and carelesse of credit and honesty." S. uses the word only here. Cf. Spenser, F. Q. ii. 3- 4' " Ihe whyles a losell wandring by the way, One that to bountie never cast his mynd, Ne thought of honour ever did assay His baser brest," etc. 119. Weak-hing' d. "Supportedby a weak hinge, ill-founded" (Schmidt). Cf. the use of hinge in 0th. iii. 3. 365 : " no hinge ... To hang a doubt on." 127. What needs these hands? Referring to the persons who are put- ting her out of the room. 139. Encounter with. Cf. V. and A. 672 : " If thou encounter with the boar;" i i%;2. /K i. 3. 1 14 : "He never did encounter with Glen- dower," etc. 140. My proper. My own. Cf. Tejnp. iii. 3. 60 : " their proper selves ;" M. for M. V. i. 413 : " his proper tongue," etc. 143. Fellozvs. Companions, peers. See T.N. p. 152. 148. Beseech you. Rowe's emendation (perhaps unnecessary) of the "beseech' " of the folio. See on ii. i. 11 aloove. Clarke remarks here : " It is worthy of observation that the character of this speaker is delineated with so much moral beauty throughout (from that speech of chivalrous loyalty to his queen and courageous loy- alty to his king, ' For her, my lord, I dare my life lay down,' etc., ii. i. 126 fol, down to the present earnest remonstrance) that in the play of any other dramatist it would have assumed name and shape as a personage of importance ; whereas, in Shakespeare's wealth of resource, and care in finishing even the most subordinate parts among his drajnatis persojice, it merely figures as ' Fiist Lord.' " 150. Dear. Devoted, earnest, zealous. See Temp. p. 124 (note on The dearest 0' th' loss), or Rich. 11.^. 151. 160. Midwife. Used contemptuously = old woman (Schmidt). 162. This beard 's grey. Theo. conjectured " his " for this, and Coll. reads " thy." Perhaps, as Malone suggests, the king takes hold of the beard of Antigonus. See on ii. i. 142 above. Adventure^xtwtwxQ, dare ; as in i. 2. 38 above. 168. Swear by this sword. See Ilajn. p. 197, note on Up07i my szvord ; and cf. iii. 2. 123 below. 170. Fail. Failure. Cf. v. 1.27 below: "my issue's fail." See also IIe7t. VIII. i. 2. 145, Cymb. iii. 4. 66, etc. 172. Lewd-tongiCd. Vile-tongued, foul-spoken. Ci. lewd \\\ T. of S. iv. 3. 65 : "A velvet dish ! fie, fie ! 't is lewd and filthy," etc. 178. It 0W71. The reading of ist and 2d folios ; the 3d and 4th have "its own." This old possessive it {ox yt) is found fourteen times in the 1st folio, and it is curious that in six of these it occurs in the combination it own.^ It is to be noted also that in the only instance in which its ap- pears in our present Bible [Lev. xxv. 5), the ed. of 161 1 has "it owne ;" ACT II. SCENE III 1 7^ and in the Geneva version of 1579 we find "it owne accorde " in Acts, xii. 10. So in Sylvester's Dit. Bartas, 1605 : "Much like a Candle fed witii it owne humour, By little and little it owne selfes consumer." These and similar instances would seem to show that the old possessive it was often retained in this expression after it had gone out of general use ; and they justify us in assuming that it ozun is what S. probably wrote here. Its own (or it's oxvn), of which we have a solitary instance in 1. 2. 256 above, may be the printer's variation from the MS.; though it is not nnprobable that the poet may have written it so. It is evident from the number of times that its occurs in this play and in Temp., writ- ten about the same time (seven out of the ten instances of its in the folio are m these two plays*), that he was getting into the way of using the new pronoun, and he might write its own intentionally in one passage and It ozvn inadvertently or trom force of habit in another. Hudson (school ed. oillam. p. 235) sneers at the editors— White, Fur- ness, the Camb. editors, and others— who retain the possessive it in the text, calling this " conservatism in // dotage ;" but there is precisely the same reason for retaining it as for retaining any other archaic word or construction that we find in the original text. We have no more right to change the possessive it to its than we have to change his to its in the scores of passages in which it is equivalent to the modern neuter pos- sessive. The " conservatism " that preserves the Elizabethan peculiarities of the poet's grammar and vocabulary is a praiseworthy characteristic of what Furnivall calls the "Victorian school" of Shakespearian criticism; in marked contrast to the practice of the commentators of the last cen- tury, who were given to "correcting" Shakespeare's English by the standards of their own time. 182. Covi77iend it strangely. Commit it as a stranger (Johnson). 184. Present. Instant, immediate ; as often. Cf. M.for M. ii. 4. 152 : "Sign me a present pardon for my brother;" C.ofE. v. i. 176 : "send some present help," etc. l?>6. Spirit. Monosyllabic, as often (=j/r?/^). Gr. 463. 190. Require. Nearly=deserve ; as in iii. 2. 62 below. 192. Loss. Halliwell quotes Baret, Alvearie, 1580 : " Losse, hurt, prop- erly things cast out of a shippe in time of a tempest." Cf Beji. VIII. 11.2.31: " He counsels a divorce ; a loss of her That, like a jewel, has hung twenty years About his neck," etc. There, as here, /(?j-j = casting away, discarding. 199. ' T is good speed, etc. Changed by Pope to " This good speed fore- tells," etc. For ellipsis of nominative, see Gr. 399-402. * In two of the other three (M.for M. i. 2. 4 and Hen. VIII. i. i. 18) it is emphatic Heji.yill. IS, moreover, one of the latest of the plays. The third instance is in 2 He7i. VI. m. 2. 393. 174 NOTES. ACT III. Scene I. — 2. The isle. In making "Delphos" an island, S. simply follows Greene's novel, in which the queen desires the king to send " six of his noblemen, whom he best trusted, to the isle of Delphos," etc. Per- haps, as has been suggested, Greene confounded Delphi with Delos. 4. It caught me. This impressed me ; it referring to " the whole spec- tacle " (Johnson). 10. Surpris''d. Overcame, overpowered. CL F. and A . Sgo : "to sur- prise her heart," etc. 14. The time is zvorth the use on V. The time we have spent is worth the trouble it has cost us (Malone) ; or, the time has been well spent. 17. Carriage. Conduct, management. Cf 7! rt:;/a' C. ii. 3. 140 : "The passage and whole carriage of this action," etc. 19. Divine. Priest. Cf Cor. ii. 3. 64: "our divines" (the Roman priests), etc. Scene II. — 2. Pushes, etc. Steevens compares Macb. iii. i. 117 : "That every minute of his being thrusts Against my near'st of life." 7. Purgation. Exculpation. See A. Y. L. p. 147. Here the word is a quadrisyllable. Gr. 479. 10. Silence. The ist folio prints the word in italics, like a stage-direc- tion ; the later folios have ^^ Silence. Enter,^'' etc. Rowe made Silence a part of the Officer's speech, as in the text. Capell and D. assign it to a crier, and the latter compares Hen. VIII. ii. 4. 2. As the Camb. edi- tors remark, there is no reason why the officer who has already spoken should not also command silence. 16. Pretence. Intention, design. Cf, Macb. ii. 3. 137 : "Against the undivulg'd pretence I fight Of treasonous malice," etc. 25. Mine integrity, etc. " My virtue being accounted wickedness, my assertion of it will pass but for a //>" (Johnson). 27. If poivers divine, etc. Malone quotes Greene's novel : "If the di- vine pozvers be privie to hitman actions {as no doubt they are) I hope my patience shall make fortune blush, and my unspotted life shall stayne spiteful discredit." Clarke remarks upon as they do : " The fervour, faith, courage, yet simplicity, summed in these three monosyllables, it would be difficult to match. Shakespeare's parentheses are often marvels of condensed power ; wonderful force and extent of meaning summed in a few words." 32. IVho. Rowe's correction of the " Whom " of the folios. 34. Which. That is, which unhappiness (Malone). 36. Take. Captivate. Cf. 7>;«/. v. i. 313 : "To hear the story of your life, which must Take the ear strangely," etc. 37. Ozve. Own, possess ; as very often. Cf A. W. v. 3. 297, Macb. ACT III. SCENE IT. 175 1. 3. 76, i. 4. 10, iii. 4. 113, etc. We have the modern meaning in v. i. 217 below. 38. Moiety. See on ii. 3. 8 above. 40. Fore. See Hen. K p. 155. 41. For life, etc. '''Life is to me now only grief and as such only is considered by me; I would therefore willingly discard it" (Johnson). Clarke paraphrases it thus : "I estimate life as I estimate grief — things that I could willingly part with, while the one I would avoid destroying, and the other I would avoid encountering." 43. '' T is a derivative, tic. "This sentiment, which is probably bor- rowed from Ecclesiasticiis,\\\. II, cannot be too often impressed on the female mind : ' The glory of a man is from the honour of his father ; and a mother in dishonour is a reproach nnto her children ' " (Johnson). 48. With what encounter, ^X.c. "With what unwarrantable familiarity of intercourse I have so far exceeded bounds, or gone astray, that I should be forced to appear thus in a public court as a criminal " (D.). For encounter, cf. Mnch Ado, iii. 3. 161, iv. i. 94, A. W. iii. 7. 32, etc. Un- current = "objectionable" (Schmidt), unallowable (like false coin, that is not allowed to "pass"), ^'/nzm^*^ = twisted or wrenched aside, turned from the right course. Cf. R. and J. ii. 3. 19 : " Nor aught so good bat, strain'd from that fair use," etc. Mason conjectured " stray'd," which he thought to be favoured by one jot beyond the bound of hono7cr. 54. Wanted less impudence, etc. A form of "double negative" which has caused much trouble to the critics, though it is not uncommon in S, See A. Y. L. p. 156, note on No 7nore do yours. As Johnson remarks, "according to the proper, at least according to the present, use of words, less should be more, or wanted should be had.'''' 57. Dne. Appropriate, applicable. 58. More than mistress of^Xz. Hanmer inserted "I'm" before mis- tress, but the ellipsis does not differ essentially from others in the play. The meaning evidently is, I must not acknowledge more faults than be- long to me. Cf A. Y. L. i. 2. 4 : "I show more mirth than I am mis- tress of." 62. Requir''d. Deserved. See on ii. 3. 190 above. 65. As yourself co7?i?nanded. See i. 2. 174 above. "Nobly, simply, truly, does Hermione state this point of self-vindication, and with as noble a forbearance towards her most unjust husband" (Clarke). 75. Wotting. If they know. See Gr, 377, and cf. v. i. 229 below : " Your honour not o'erthrown," etc. Wot occurs only in the present tense and participle, and this is the only instance of the latter in S. 80. Level. See on ii. 3. 5 above. The passage is = my life is at the mercy of your suspicions, which are like "the baseless fabric" of a dream. 81. Which. Referring to life, not to the nearer dreams. Cf Gr. 218, 262, and 263. 84. Fact. The only meaning Schmidt gives to the word in S. is "evil deed, crime." See Macb. p. 225. If we take it in its simple etymologi- cal sense (from l^zUufactiim), it is = deed, which is proper enough here. Johnson needlessly conjectured "pack," and Farmer "sect." "Pact" 176 NOTES. has also been suggested. Those of your fact =' those who do as you have done. 85. Which to deny, etc. " It is your business to deny this charge, but the mere denial will be useless — will prove nothing" (Malone). 91. Bug. Bugbear. See Ham. p. 267. For the derivation, see Wb. Cf. Ascham, Toxophilus : "which be the very bugges that the Psalme [Ps. xci. 5] meaneth on, walking in the night," etc. 92. Commodity. Advantage. Cf. 2 Heu. IV. i. 2. 278: "I will turn diseases to commodity," etc. 93. The crown and comfort of my life. " The supreme blessing of my life " (Malone). Cf. Cymb. i, 6. 4 : " My supreme crown of grief," etc. 98. Sta7'r''d most imluckily. That is, born under " inauspicious stars " {R. and y. v. 3. III). For the astrological allusion, cf. i. 2. 195, 351, and 413 above. 99. //. See on ii. 3. 178 above. 100. Hafd. Hauled, dragged. See Much Ado, p. 137. loi. Proclaim'' d. Printed "proclaimed" in the Camb. and Globe eds. The folio has " Proclaym'd." hnmodest. " Immoderate " (Schmidt) ; with perhaps the added idea of "indecent, unseemly," as Clarke suggests. 102. Longs. Belongs. See Hejt. V. p. 160, or Hen. VIII. p. 162. 105. Strength of limit. " The limited degree of strength which it is customary for women to acquire before they are suffered to go abroad after child-bearing " (Mason). The 3d and 4th folios have " limbs " for limit. 108. For life. The folio has " no life," which might pass with Han- mer's pointing, " No ! life," etc. It seems more probable, however, that " no " is a misprint. For is Keightley's conjecture (cf. 41 above) ; W. reads "my." 114. I do refer me to the oracle. Cf. Greene's novel : "And that this is true which t have here rehearsed, I refer myselfe to the divine oracle." 118. The emperor of Rjissia, etc. See extract from Greene, quoted on ii. 3. 20 above. 121. Flatness. "Downrightness, absoluteness, completeness" (Schmidt); the "fiat despair" of Milton {^P. L. ii. 143). S. uses the word only here. 122. Pity, not revenge. " True Shakespeare ! Magnanimity and for- bearance to the utmost" (Clarke). 123. C/pon this sword. See on ii. 3. 168 above. 130. Breah iip. Cf. M. of V. ii. 4.^10 : " to break up this " (a letter) ; and see note in our ed. p. 141. 131. Herniiojie is chaste, etc. Cf. Greene's novel (quoted by Malone) : " The Oracle. Suspicion is no proofe ; jealousie is an unequal judge ; Bellaria is chaste ; Egisthus blameless ; Franion a true subject ; Pan- dosto treacherous ; his babe innocent ; and the kinge shall dye without an heire, if that which is lost be not found." Coll. states that the eds. subsequent to 1588 read "the king shall live without an heire." It is probable, therefore, that S. used one of these later impressions. Coleridge remarks : " Although, on the whole, this play is exquisitely respondent to its title, and even in the fault I am about to mention still ACT III. SCENE II. 177 a winter's tale ; yet it seems a mere indolence of the great bard not to have provided in the oracular response some ground for Hermione's seeming death and fifteen years' voluntary concealment. This might have been easily effected by some obscure sentence of the oracle ; as, for example : ' Nor shall he ever recover an heir, if he have a wife before that recovery.' " Cf. what Mrs. Jameson says, p. 25 above ; and see also the extract from Dowden, p. 32. 141. To report it. For reporting it. Gr. 356. 142. Conceit. Conception, apprehension. See Ham. p. 213, or A. Y. L. p. 162. Speed — fortune. Cf. the use of the verb in i. 2. 377 above. 144. {^Herniione stvoons.'] *' This mute succumbence to the blow dealt her in the sudden death of her little son is not only finely tragic, but pro- foundly true to the character of Hermione. She is not a woman ' prone to weeping,' not one who can so ease her heart of that which ' burns worse than tears drown;' she can command her voice to utter that dig- nified defence of her honour, and bear the revulsion of thanksgiving at the divine intervention in her behalf with the single ejaculation of * Praised !' but at the abrupt announcement of her boy's death she drops, without a word, stricken to the earth by the weight of her tearless woe " (Clarke). 160. Tardied. Retarded, delayed ; the only instance of the verb in S. 161. Though I with death, etc. Cf. Macb. i. 3. 60 : " Speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate." See also 203 below. 165. Unclasp'd my practice. Disclosed my plot. For tinclasp''d, see T. N.^. 127 ; and iox practice, Ham. p. 255 or Much Ado, p. 156. 166. The hazard. The 2d folio reads " the certain hazard," which is quite in Shakespeare's manner, though Malone calls certain "the most improper word that could have been chosen." Cf. R. of L. 13 11 : " Her certain sorrow writ uncertainly;" Sonn. 115. 1 1 : "When I was certain o'er incertainty," eta These and similar passages may have suggested the emendation to the editor of the 2d folio. Rann conjectured " fearful hazard," and Malone "doubtful hazard." 167. Iiicertainties. S. uses this word interchangeably with ziiicertain- ty, as incertain with 2iucertain. 168. No richer than his honour. That is, with nothing to depend upon but his honour ; having left all his wealth behind him when he fled. St. joins this to the next sentence, putting a period after commended. Glisters. Glistens (not used by S.), shines. See M. of V. p, 145. 169. Thorough. The ist folio has "Through" (the later folios "Through my dark "), but as S. uses thorough and through interchange- ably, Malone's emendation has been generally adopted. See M. N. D. p. 136. Cf throughly in ii. I. 95 above. 170. Does my deeds, etc. "This vehement retraction of Leontes, ac- companied with the confession of more crimes than he was suspected of, is agreeable to our daily experience of the vicissitudes of violent tempers, and the eruptions of minds oppressed with guilt " (Johnson). Woe the while ! Cf Hen. V. iv. 7. 78 and J. C. i. 3. %2. M 1 78 NOTES. 174. Capell inserted "rather!" 2Sier Jlaying \.o fill out the measure; and the Coll. MS. has "burning, boiling." The folio reads "boyling?" According to a statute of Henry VIII. persons found guilty of secret poisoning were to be boiled to death. 177. Mosi worst. For double comparatives and superlatives in S., see Gr. II. 182. Were but spices of it. " Served only to season it, to give it a zest " (Schmidt). Ci. Hen. VIII. ii. 3. 26 : " For all this spice of your hypoc- risy." 184. Of a fool. As a fool, in the matter of folly (Gr. 173). Johnson ex- plains the passage : " It showed \.\\q& first a fool, then inconstant and un- grateful." Theo. changed/f^/ to "soul," and Warb. of\.o "off." Cole- ridge says : " I think the original word is Shakespeare's, i. My ear feels it to be Shakespearian; 2. The involved grammar is Shakespearian: 'show thee, being a fool naturally, to have improved thy folly by incon- stancy;' 3. The alteration is most flat, and un-Shakespearian. As to the grossness of the abuse — she calls him ' gross and foolish ' a few lines be- low." 185. Damnable. For the adverbial use, cf A. W. iv. 3. 31 : "meant damnable," etc. Gr. i. 186. Thou zuouldst have poisoii'd, etc. " How should Paulina know this .'' No one had charged the king with this crime except himself, while Paulina was absent, attending on Hermione. The poet seems to have forgotten this circumstance " (Malone). Cf p. 17 above. 191. Shed water out of fire. "Dropped tears from burning eyes" (Clarke). Steevens says, "shed tears of pity . p. 161. The ist folio has " whom ;" corrected in the 2d. 413. Cop'' St zvitk. Meetest with, hast to do with. See Ham. p. 222. 415. Fo7ic/-. Foolish (cf. iv. i. 18 above) ; or the meanings of j///j/-and doting may be blended, as in M. N. D. ii. 2. 88 and iii. 2. 114. 417. Knack. Plaything. See on 338 above. The folios have "shalt never see." 420. Far. The folios have " farre " = the Old English /^r;-^. Cf. Chau- cer, C. T. 48: "And therto had he ridden, no man ferre ;" Id. 2062: "Thus was it peinted, I can say no ferre," etc. W. prints "far'r." Cf. near—\-\t2atx, in Rich. II. iii. 2. 64, v. i. 88 and Macb. ii. 3. 146. See Gr. 478, On Deucalion, cf. Cor. ii. i. 102. 423. Dead. Deadly ; as in K. John, v. 7. 65 : " these dead news," etc. 428. Hoop. Pope's correction of the " hope" of the folios. 430. Eveji here undone, etc. See p. 20 above. 431. Afeard. Used by S. interchangeably with afraid. See Macb. p. 163. 435. Looks on alike. Sr. adopts Hunter's suggestion of "on all." " On both" and "on 's" have also been proposed ; but no change is nec- essary. It does not differ essentially from look ^;/=be a looker-on, which is still good English. We say now " I stood looking on" {T. ofS. i. i. 155), though we have ceased to use look upon in the same way ; as in 7^ aiid C. v. 6. 10: " He is my prize ; I will not look upon ;" 3 Hen. VI. ii. 3. 27 : "And look upon, as if the tragedy Were play'd in jest by counterfeiting actors," etc. See also v. 3. 100 below. D. says that these passages are "not akin" to the present. But look upon as there used implies an object as it does here ; the only difference being that in the one case the omission of the object is the rule, while in the other it is the exception. S. takes the lib- erty of making the exception, as he often does in such cases. Will ''t please yoii, sir, be gone ? Coleridge remarks : " O how more than exquisite is this whole speech ! — And that profound nature of noble pride and grief venting themselves in a momentary peevishness of resentment towards Florizel : ' Will 't please you, sir, be gone V " 438. Queen it. The expression occurs again in Hen. VIII. ii. 3. 37. Cf. M.for M. iii. 2. 100 : " Lord Angelo dukes it well ;" Cymb. iii. 3. 85 : " to prince it," etc. Gr. 226. 441. Nor dare to knozu, etc. "By such quiet by-touches as this S. teaches morality, and not by parading lessons. Had the old shepherd had moral courage to speak out that which he knows, to declare simply that Perdita is none of his daughter, no shepherd's child, but an infant found with certain writings and rich belongings, he would have been spared the fears he here expresses. But S. not only thus instils moral precept ; he also, as a dramatist, makes his characters act characteristi- cally, and thereby fulfils the art-necessity of protracting the final evolve- ment of his plot" (Clarke). ACT IV. SCENE IV. 20 T 444. To die Jipon the bed my father died. That is, 7ipon which my father died. Cf. M. of V. iv. i. 389 : " a gift ... of all he dies possess'd ;" Hen. VIII. i. I. 196 : "I do pronounce him in that very shape He shall appear in proof," etc. See Gr. 394. 446. Hangman. Executioner. See Mach. p. 190. And lay me, etc. That is, bury me beneath the gallows, with no funereal service. It used to be a part of the service for the priest to throw earth upon the body. - 448. Adventure. Venture. See on ii. 3. 162 above. 454. Plucking back. Pulling back. See on iv. 2. 41 above. 455. Leash. The cord or thong by which a hound is led. Cf. Cor. \. 6. 38 : " Even like a fawning greyhound in the leash," etc. 456. Your. The ist folio has "my;" corrected in the 2d. 463. How often, etc. " The repetition of this earnest reminder to the prince of her having always striven to shov/ him how unlikely it was that his purpose should prosper, marks the noble indignation of Perdita at the Idng's charge that she has sought to win Florizel, and is in strict har- mony with her royal nature. It is from this imputation that she is most solicitous to free herself; it is this which most keenly wounds her; and she remains quietly downcast, with a majesty of silent reserve worthy of Hermione's daughter " (Clarke). Cf. p. 21 above. 468. And mar the seeds within. Cf. Macb. iv. i. 59 : " though the treasure Of nature's germens tumble all together." • 471. Fancy. Love. See M. N. D. p. 129. 479. Or the profound sea hides. Cf. 0th. i. 2. 28 : "For the sea's worth ;" and see note in our ed. p. 160. 486. Tug. Cf. Macb. iii. i. 1 12 : "And I another So weary with disasters, tugg'd with fortune," etc. dfZ']. Deliver. Report. See v^^?;«. p. 186. 488. Whojn. The ist folio has " who," which may be Avhat S. wrote. Gr. 274. 489. Opportune. The accent is the same as in Temp.'w. ^. 511, the only other instance of the word in S. Gr. 490. For our the folios have " her ;" corrected by Theo. 490. Rides. For the omission of the relative, cf 356 above. Gr. 244. 494. Easier for advice. More inclined to take advice. 495. Hark, Perdita. " Here is a perfect, though apparently slight, ex- ample of Shakespeare's dramatic art. By Florizel's taking Perdita apart we are made to perceive how he sees that she stands silently — as it were irresponsively and unassentingly by — while he speaks to Camillo ; and how he hastens to confer with her, and convince her of his unswerved faith, and persuade her to his views : moreover, it affords opportunity for Camillo's soliloquy, which tells the audience his plan" (Clarke). 499. Do him love. Cf. R. and J. iii. 3. 1 18 : " doing damned hate upon thyself;" R. of L. 597 : " do him shame," etc. Gr. 303. 202 NOTES. 503. Fraught. Charged, burdened. See T. N. p. 162. Curious — requmug care, embarrassing. Cf. T. and C. iii. 2. 70: " What too curious dreg espies my sweet lady in the fountain of our love ?" 509. As thought on. As thought of, as they are estimated. 513. Ponderous. Weighty; that is, having weight or force with you. Cf Lear, i. i. 80 : "my love 's More ponderous ["richer" in quartos] than my tongue." 519. Fore/end. Forbid. See Olh. p. 206. 521. Your discontenting father, etc. Strive to pacify your angry father and bring him round to approving the match. On qualify, cf K. John, v. I. 13, T. and C. ii. 2. 118, etc. Discontenting ( = discontented) occurs nowhere else in S. See Gr. 372. 527. The unthought-on accident. The unexpected discovery made by Polixenes. On=of, occurs very often in this play. For to dSier guilty, cf C. of E. iii. 2. 168: "But lest myself be guilty to self-wrong," etc. Guilty /"(^^responsible for. 528. So we profess, etc. " As chance has driven me to these extremities, so I commit myself to chance, to be conducted through them " (John- son). 532. Uitdergo. Undertake ; as in ii. 3. 164 above. Cf. T. G. of V. v. 4. 42 ; "What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Would I not undergo for one calm look!" 2 Ben. IV. i. 3. 54 : " How able such a work to undergo," etc. 538. Asks. An ellipsis of the nominative (Gr. 399), with a change of construction (cf Gr. 415). 540. Fresh. Cf 411 above. As Clarke remarks, the epithet "serves to set her in her clear-complexioned, clear-souled purity and brightness before us, with the bloom of a country maiden's cheek, and the white tem- ples of the born princess." 541. Unkindness. See T. N. p. 156, note on Unkind. Kindness seems to combine the ideas of good-will and tenderness (see Much Ado, p. 118). 544. Colour for my visitation. Pretext for my visit. Cf Hen. VIII. i. I. 178: "Under pretence to see the queen his aunt — For't was indeed his colour," etc. See also on i. i. 6 above. 546. Comforts. Consolations. Cf A. and C. v. i. 62 : "give her what comforts The quality of her passion sliall require," etc. 549. Betwixt us three. The only instance of this inaccurate use of be- tzvixt that we have noticed in S. 550. Point yotc forth. Point out the way before you. Cf Cymb.w. 5. T-'^ ' "and thy lopp'd branches point Thy two sons forth." ACT IV. SCENE IV. 203 Sitting. Audience or interview. Theo. changed the word to " fit- ting." 551. That. So that; as in i. i. 27 and in 146 above. Gr. 283. 552. Have your father' s bosoj7i. Are intrusted with his inmost thoughts or feelings. Cf, M.for M. iv. 3. 139 : "And you shall have your bosom on this wretch " (that is, your heart's desire), etc. 554. Sap. Life, promise. Cf. A. and C. iii. 13. 192 : "There 's sap in 't yet." 558. Btit as yoic shake off one, etc. Cf. Cy??ib. i. 5. 54 : " To shift his being ^• Is to exchange one misery witli another." 559. Who. Often used for which, especially in personifications. Gr. 264. 566. Take in. Take, conquer. Cf. Cor. i. 2. 24 : " To take in many towns" (see also iii. 2. 59) ; A. and C. i. I. 23 : "Take in that kingdom, and enfranchise that " (see also iii. 7. 24 and iii. 13. 83) ; Cynib. iv. 2. 121 : " Who call'd me traitor, mountaineer, and swore With his own single hand he 'd take us in," etc. On the passage, see p. 21 above. 570. /' the rear d' our birth. The folios have " i' th' reare ' our Birth " (" rear " in 4th folio). W. reads " i' th' rear 'f our birth." 572. Sir ; for this, etc. The folio reads : " Your pardon Sir, for this, He blush you Thanks." Some editors point it thus : " Your pardon, sir, for this ; I '11 blush you thanks." 576. Medicine. Physician. Cf. A. W. ii. i. 75 : " I have seen a medicine That 's able to breathe life into a stone," etc. See also Macb. p. 248. 577. Furnish' d. Equipped, fitted out (like appointed in 581 below) ; as in T. G. of V, ii. 7. 85 : " To furnish me upon my longing journey," etc. 578. Appear. That is, appear so, or like Bohemia's son. Rowe prints "appear in Sicily — ;" and the Coll. MS. has "appear't." 587. Pomander. "A little ball made of perfumes, and worn in the pocket, or about the neck, to prevent infection in times of plague " (Grey). It was also worn for the sake of the perfume or as a mere ornament. Halliwell devotes several pages to it, with illustrations showing its varied form and construction. Steevens quotes the following recipe for the ar- ticle from Lingua, or a Combat for the Tongtie, 1607 : " Your only way to make a good Pomander is this : Take an ounce of the purest' garden mould, cleansed and steeped seven days in change of motherless rose- water. Then take the best labdanum, benjoin, both storaxes, amber-gris and civet and musk. Incorporate them together, and work them into 204 NOTES. what form you please. This, if your breath be not too valiant, will make ybu smell as sweet as my lady's dog."' Various other i-ecipes are given in books of the time. Cf. Drayton, Quest of Cynthia : " As when she from the water came. Where first she touch'd the mould, In balls the people made the same, For pomander, and sold ;" and Polyolbion, iv. : ■ " Her moss most sweet and rare, Against infectious damps for pomander to wear." A book of devotion, published in 1578, was entitled "A Pomander of Prayers." For table-book, see Ham. p. 197, note on Tables. 589. Hallowed. "This alludes to beads often sold by Romanists, as made particularly efficacious by the touch of some relic" (John- son). 591. Was best in picture. Had the best look. 594. Pettitoes. Literally, pig's feet; here used contemptuously. 596. In ears. Mason conjectured "in their ears." 598. Nothing. Perhaps, as Clarke suggests, there is a pun on nothing and noting. See Mnch Ado, p. 136. 600. Whoo-bub. Hubbub, outcry ; used by S. only here. 602. Choughs. For this bird, see Macb. p. 221 or Temp. p. 127. 604. Nay, bnt my letters, etc. A reply to something said by Florizel during their conversation apart. Cf. 332 above. 608. Who. Whom ; as in v. I. 109 below, etc. Gr. 274. 617. Disease. Undress; as in Temp. v. i. 85 : "I will disease me." So ttncase in L. L. L. v. 2. 707 and T. of S. i. I. 212. 620. Some boot. Something to boot. Cf. T. and C. iv. 5. 40 : "I '11 give you boot," etc. The modern phrase occurs in Sonn. 135. 2, T. and C. i. 2. 260, Macb. iv. 3. 37, etc. 624. Flayed. Jocosely = stripped ; perhaps playing on disease, the word case being often = skin (Clarke). There may be a play on case in 792 be- low. . 628. Earnest. Used quibblingly, referring to his question just before, and to the earnest he had received. Cf. T. G. of V. ii. 1..162 : " Speed. But did you perceive her earnest? " Vaienitne. She gave me none, except an angry word." See also C. of E. ii. 2. 23 : ^'' Antipholus of Syrac7t.se. Think' st thou I jest? Hold, take thou that, and that. [Beating him. '■'■ Droniio of Syracuse. Hold, sir, for God's sake! now your jest is earnest; Upon what bargain do you give it me?" 635. Disliken, etc. Disguise your natural appearance. 637. Over. Elliptical for "over us," if the text is right. Rowe added "you," and the Coll. MS. gives "ever." Schmidt would point the pas- sage thus : "that you may (For I do fear eyes) over to shipboard,". etc. ACT IV. SCENE IV. 205 638. I see the play so lies, etc. "The reluctance shown Ijy Perdita to join in the scheme of proposed flight, disguise, and consequent deception thereby entailed, is delineated with a force none the less remarkable from the extreme delicacy of the depicting, and which serves strikingly to characterize this transparent-natured creature" (Clarke). 642. What have we, etc. Apparently a mere dramatic expedient to al- low the introduction of Camillo's soliloquy. 647. To force. As to force. For the ellipsis, see Gr. 281. 648. Reviezv. See again. S. uses the verb only here and in Sonn. 74-5. 663. I would not do V. Hannier transposed the not, placing it after zvere ; and Capell put it after thought. Autolycus means that it would not be honesty to tell the king, but a sort of knavery — that is, it would be playing a mean trick on those who had paid him well — and he decides on the greater knavery of concealing the plot. 666. Hot. iVrdent, active. Cf. L. L. L. ii. i. 120: " Your wit 's too hot, it speeds too fast, 't will tire." 667. A careful man. Clarke calls attention to the exquisite wit and humour of this expression in the mouth of Autolycus. 670. Changeling. See on iii. 3. 108 above. "Most true to Shake- speare's philosophy of 'good in every thing' is the making this lout of a shepherd-clown have just the spark of sense to perceive that in their present strait honesty is the best policy" (Clarke). 683. To go about. To be going, to attempt. See on 214 above. 687. I know how mnch. Hanmer inserted "not" after know ; but the blunder was probably intentional. 690. Fardel. Bundle ; spelt " Farthell " in the folio. It is used half a dozen times in this play, but elsewhere only in Hai7i. iii. i. 76. 693. At palace. The folio prints "at ' Pallace." The apostrophe may be a misprint, or it may indicate the omission or absorption of the. Cf. Gr. 90. 696. Excrement. Beard. The word is applied to the hair or beard in five out of the six passages in which S. uses it. See Ham. p. 238. 698. An it like. If it please. Cf Ham. ii. 2. 80 : " It likes us well f and see note in our ed. p. 202. 701. Having. Estate, property. See ^. KZ, p. 178. 702. Discover. Disclose, tell me. See on ii. i. 50 above, 706. Btit we pay them for it, etc. Daniel has suggested " not with stamped coin, but stabbing steel," comparing 0th. iii. 4. 5 : " He 's a sol- dier ; and for one to say a soldier lies is stabbing.''^ Autolycus appears to have mystified the critic here, as he doubtless did the clown. When he said that tradesmen " often give us soldiers the lie," he probably meant that they do it by lying about their wares (a trick that he was sufficiently familiar with) ; but, he adds, " we pay them for it with stamped coin, not with stabbing steel " — as they deserve, or as you would suppose. Trades- men could hardly be said to be in the habit of giving soldiers the lie in the literal sense of the phrase. '709. Had like. ' See A. Y. L. p. 197, note on And like. 710. Taken yourself with the manner, A legal phrase = taken yourself 2o6 NOTES. in the fact. Cf. L. L. L.\. i. 206 : " The manner of it is, I was taken with the manner ;" and He7t. IV. ii. 4. 347 : " O villain, thou stolest a cup of sack eighteen years ago, and wert taken with the manner, and ever since thou hast blushed extempore." 714. Measure. " Stately tread " (Malone). Cf. measure— z. grave dance ; as in Much Ado, ii. I. 80, etc. 716. For that. Because. Cf ii. I. 7 above. //zi'mzM/^ = " intermed- dle " (Schmidt) ; as in Rich. III. i. 4. 152 : " he would insinuate with thee," etc. 717. Ortouze. The ist folio has "at toaze," the later folios "or toaze." The word is probably the same that we have in M.for M. v. i. 313 : " to the rack with him ! we '11 touze you Joint by joint." There it means to pull apart ; here it is apparently=draw out. 718. Cap-a-pe. From head to foot. See Ham. p. 186. 724. A pheasant. " As he was a suitor from the country, the clown supposes his father should have brought a present o{ game, and therefore imagines, when Autolycus asks him what advocate he has, that by the word advocate he means z. pheasanf'' (Steevens). Reed says : " In the time of Queen Elizabeth there were Justices of the Peace called Basket Justices, who would do nothing without a present ; yet, as a member of the House of Commons expressed himself, 'for half a dozen of chickens would dis- pense with a whole dozen of penal statutes.' " Halliwell gives this apt illustration from the Journal of the Rev. Giles Moore, 1665 : " I gave to Mr. Cripps, solicitor, for acting for me in obtaining my qualification, and effecting it, £1 \os., and I allowed my brother Luxford for going to Lon- don thereupon, and presenting my lord with two brase of pheasants, ioj-.," etc. The patron to whom he sent the game was " Charles, Lord Goring, Earle of Norwich." Some editors needlessly <^2ccig% pheasant to "present." 731. He wears them not handsomely. A "touch of nature." The shepherd, though a simple man, has an instinctive perception of the difference between a true gentleman and a vulgar fellow disguised as one. 734. By the picking on 'j teeth. Johnson remarks : "It seems that to pick the teeth was at this time a mark of some pretension to greatness or elegance. So the Bastard, in Kiiig John [i. i. 190],' speaking of the trav- eller, says : ' He and his toothpick at my worship's mess.' " See also A.W.\. \. I']! : "just like the brooch and the toothpick, which wear not now ;" and Id. iii. 2. 8 : " Why, he will . . . pick his teeth and sing." 738. Such . . . which. See on i. I. 22 above. 750. In hand-fast. " In custody ; properly in mainpj-ise, in the custo- dy of a friend on security given for appearance " (D). In Cymb. i. 5. yS, hand-fast— h^\xo'i\\2^, marriage-engagement. 754. Wit. Inventive power ; as in V. and A. 472, M.for M. v. i. 368, L. L. L. i. 2. 191, etc. 755, Germane. Akin, related. Cf. 7". ^^. iv. 3. 344 : "germane to the lion," etc. ACT V. SCENE I. 207 758. Sheep-whistling. Whistling for sheep, tending sheep. 759. Co??ie into grace. That is, " undergo such ample grace and hon- our " {M.for M. i. I. 24) as to marry the prince. 766. 'Noi7ited over -with honey, etc. Reed cites a book which S. may- have seen, The Stage of Popish Toyes, 1581 : "he caused a cage of yron to be made, and set it in the sunne : and, after annointing the pore Prince over with hony, forced him naked to enter in it, where hee long time en- dured the greatest languor and torment in the worlde, with swarmes of flies that dayly fed on him ; and in this sorte, with paine and famine, ended his miserable life." 769. The hottest day, etc. " That is, the hottest day foretold in the almanac" (Johnson). Malone quotes the title of a Calendar of the time : " An Almanack and Prognostication made for the year of our Lord God 1595." 773. Traitorly. Traitorous ; used by S. only here. _ 775. Being soiiiething gently considered. If I have a gentlemanlike con- sideration given me (Steevens) ; a delicate hint at a bribe. Cf. The He of Gulls, 1633 : "Thou shalt be well considered, there 's twenty crowns in earnest." 777. Tender. Present, introduce. 781. And though. Some editors read "an though." Cf Gr. loi. 790, Moiety. See on ii. 3. 8 above, 792. Case. See on 624 above. 813. Back. The Coll. MS. has "luck." 814. Aboai'd him. Aboard his ship. Cf. v. 2. no below: "aboard the prince." 815. Shore. The only instance of the verb in S. Cf Gr. 290. ACT V. Scene I. — 2. Make. See on iii. 2. 215 above. 6. Whilst I remember, etc. See p. 32 above. 12. True, too true, etc. In the folios, the first true is joined to the pre- ceding speech ; corrected by Theo. See p. 23 above, 14. Or from the all, etc. Cf Temp. iii. i. 47 : "but you, O you. So perfect and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best !" See also A. V. L. iii. 2. 149-160. 19. Good now. For this "vocative use" oi good, see Ham. p. 173. 27. Fail. See on ii. 3. 170 above. 29. Tncertain. See on iii. 2. 167 above. 30. Well. At rest. Cf. A. and C. ii. 5. 33 : " We use to say, the dead are well." See also R. and J. p. 208. As Henley remarks, this use of well seems to have been suggested by 2 Ki)igs, iv. 26. -^,1. Repair. Restoration. Cf 6'^;z;z. 3. 3, A^ y^//;;, iii. 4. I13, etc. 35. Respecting. Considering, if we consider. Cf 2 Hen. VI.\\\. i. 24 : " Respecting what a rancorous mind he bears," etc. y 2o8 NOTES. 42. As my Antigonns, etc. For the construction, see Gr. 354, and cf. 416. 45. Cont7-ary. Schmidt puts this among the cases in which the accent is on the penult (like K. John, iv. 2. 198, Ham. iii. 2. 221, etc.), but the other accent, which is the more common one in S., suits the verse quite as well, if not better. See Ham. p. 227. 46. Oppose against. Cf, T. of A. iii. 4. 80, Lear, ii. 4. 179, iv. 7. 32, Rich. II. iii. 3. 18, etc. 52. Squa^-'d. See on iii. 3. 41 above. 57-60. Would make, etc. The ist folio prints the passage thus : " would make her Sainted Spirit Againe possesse her Corps, and on this Stage (Where we offenders now appeare) Soule-vext, And begin, why to me?" Various emendations have been proposed ; as " (Where we offend her now) appear soul-vex'd" (Theo.) ; " (Were we offenders now) appear" (Heath) ; "(Where we offend her) now appear" (Spedding) ; " Where we 're offenders now, appear" (anon, in Camb. ed.), etc. The reading in the text is that of K., St., W., the Camb. ed., and others. Of course are is understoood with offenders. The reading '_' we're " is very plausible, but the ellipsis is not unlike many others in this play. In 60, Capell's reading." Begin, ' And why to me?'" is adopted by many editors. There is probably some corruption in the original. Ma- lone explains why to me? as — "why to me did you prefer one less wor- thy?" and Boswell (better, we think) "why such treatment to me?" 61. Cause. The ist and 2d folios have "such cause." Ince7ise. Incite, instigate. See Much Ado, p. 166. 65. That. So that. Cf. i. I. 27 and iv. 4. 146 above. 66. Rift. Burst, split. S. uses the verb only here and in Temp. v. i. 45 : "and rifted Jove's stout oak." Elsewhere he has rive ; as in Cor. V. 3. 153 •■ " That should but rive an oak," etc. 75. Affront. Come before, meet. Cf. Ham. iii. I. 31 : "That he, as 'twere by accident, may here Affront Ophelia," etc. See Ham. p. 216. I have done. In the folios, these words are at the end of the pre- ceding speech ; the emendation is Capell's, and is generally adopted. K. and Halliwell retain the old reading. 80. Walk' d your first queen's ghost. That is, z/it walked ; the inversion being like that still common with have, be, etc. Cf. 107 below. 83. /;« breath. Elsewhere used only in the modern sense; as in T. and C. V. 7. 3 : " Strike not a stroke, but keep yourselves in breath," etc. 85. Gives out. Cf. iv. 4. 149 above. 87. Access. Accented regularly on the last syllable, except in Ham. ii. I. no. 90. Out of cij'cum stance. Without ceremony. See Much Ado, p. 145 and Ha7n. p. 197. 91. Visitation. See on i. I. 6 above. Framed - planned, premedi- tated. ACT V. SCENE I. 209 94. Piece of earth. Cf. iv. 4. 32, 411 above. 97. Gj-ave. Changed in the Coll. MS. to "grace." Clarke thus de- fends the old reading : " It affords befitting antecedent to colder than that thetne ; and it has fine poetic propriety in itself, as embodying the collective iDeauties of the supposed dead queen in her grave, and im- pressing upon Paulina's hearers the point of which she wishes them to be convinced — that Hermione's remains repose in t\iQ grave-'''' To us the antithesis of thy grave — thou in thy grave — and 7uhat 'j seen now — the living beauty before our eyes — seems very forcible. A good actress would make an impressive " point " of it. 102. Shrewdly. Combining the ideas of ffmch and badly. Cf. HeJt. V. p. 170. 109. Who. See on iv. 4. 608 above. 113. With. By, Cf. v. 2. 60 below : " with a bear." Or. 193. 114. Emb7'acej7ient. Used by S. oftener than ^/«<5r<2(:^. (Zi.C.ofEA.i. 44, Rich. III. ii. I. 30, etc. 117. Full a. The 3d and 4th folios have " a full." 124. Ujifiirnish. Deprive. Cf. T. A. ii. 3. 56: " Unfurnish'd of her well-beseeming troop." 126. Print, etc. Cf. ii. 3. 98 above. 139. On him. Changed by Steevens to "upon;" but cf. Temp. iii. 2, 53 : " whom Destiny . . . Hath caus'd to belch up you." For other ex- amples, see Gr. 249. 141. At friend. On terms of friendship ; the reading of the ist folio, changed to " as friend " in the 2d. See Gr. 143 ; and cf. to friend in A. W. V. 3. 182, y. C. iii. I. 143, etc. 142. Btct. ^w\.that. Cf. Temp. i. 2. 414: " And but he 's something stain'd," etc. Gr. 120. 143. Waits upon worn times. Attends old age. .SmV^ fallen upon, attacked. 155. Adventure. Hazard, risk; as in C of E. ii. 2. 218: "at all ad- ventures," etc. Cf. the use of the verb in Temp. ii. i. 187, M. of V. i. i. 143, etc. See also i, 2. 38, ii. 3. 162, and iv. 4. 448 above. 156. Libya. Douce conjectured " Lydia " or " Lycia." 169. Climate. Try the climate, sojourn ; the only instance of the verb in S. Holy. Good, blameless. Cf. Temp. v. i. 62 : " Holy Gonzalo, honour- able man," etc. Gj'aceful in next line = full of grace, gracious. 181. Attach. Arrest; a law term. See R. a7id J. y>. 21^ ox Rich. II. p. 186. 188. Whiles. See Gr. 137. 196. In question. Under examination ; not simply "in conversation" (cf. iv. 2. 44 above), as some explain it. 201. O my poor father I On the silence of Perdita up to this point, see p. 21 above. 203. Our contract celebrated. Our betrothal consummated by mar- riage. See T.N. p. 160 (note on Plight me, etc.) and p. 166 (note on Contracted). 206. The odds for high and low, etc. The chances for the high and o 2IO NOTES. the low in rank are equally uncertain. Douce sees here a quibble on the false dice called high and low ; as in M. W. i. 3. 95. 213. Worth. Johnson remarks : " Worth signifies any kind oi worthi- ness, and among others that of high descent. The king means that he is sorry the prince's choice is not in other respects as worthy of him as in beauty." For 7e/, 161. relish, 167, 211. remember thee, 178. removed (=remote), 211. repair (noun), 207. replenished, 165. require (=deserve), 173, 175. resolve you, 212. respecting, 207. rest (=remain), 179. review, 205. rheums, 199. rift, 208. ripe (=urgent), 160. rosemary, 189. round (=whisper), 157. royally attomeyed, 148. rue, 189. 's (=us), 149. sad (=serious), 198. sap (=life), 203. savory, 190. scape, 180. _ sealing the injury of tongues, 160. sear (=brand), 165. second (=helpful), 169. seized (=fallen upon), 209. seven-night, 149. severals, 157. shall 's, 156. she (=her), 168. she (=:woman), 199. shed water out of fire, 178. sheep-shearing feast, 185. sheep-whistling, 207. ship side, 180. shoots, 153. shore (verb), 207. 'shrew, 158. shrewdly, 209. 2i8 INDEX OF WORDS AND PHRASES EXPLAINED. sighted like the basilisk, i6i. silly (=poor, petty), 184. since (=when), 210. singularities, 212. sir, 157, 199. sir, my liege, 210. sitting, 203. skill (=reason), 194. sleeve-band, 196. sneaping, 149. so (=as), 157. so (omitted), 148, 203, 208. so . . . whose, 156, soaking, 157. so-forth, 157. something (adverb), 155, 207. sooth, 195. sped, 161, 179. speed (=fortune), 177. spices, 178. spider (venomous), 164. spirit (monosyllable), 173. sprightly (adverb), 188. springe, 184. square, 196. squared, 179, 208. squash, 155. squire, 156. squire (=square), 199. starred most unluckily, 176. strained (=twisted), 175. straited, 199. strength of limit, 176. stretch-mouthed, 195. strike (of planets), 157. stuffed sufficiency, 168. subject (=peop]e), 148. success (=succession;, 161. such . . . that, 158. such . . . which, 148, 206. surprised (=overcame), 174. swear by this sword, 172, 176. swear over, 162. sworn to show myself a glass, 187. table-book, 204. take (=captivate), 174. take eggs for money, 155. take in (= conquer), 203. take your patience to you, 179. taken with the manner, 205. tall fellow of thy hands, 211. tardied, 177. tawdry-lace, 197. tell (=count), 195. tender (=present), 207. that (af&x), 151. that (=0 that), 149. thereabouts, 161. thereto (=besides), 161. thick (verb), 156. thorough (=through), 177. those of your fact, 176. three-man songmen, 1F5. three-pile, 184. thriving, 168. throughly, 165. tincture (=colour), 178. to my power, 212. tods, 184. touze, 206. toys. -79. traitorly, 207. tremor cordis, 153. troll-my-dames, 186. troth-plight, 214. trumpet (=trumpeter), 168. trunk (=body), 162. tug, 201. turtles (=doves), 194, 214. unbraided, 196. unclasped my practice, 177. uncurrent, 175. undergo, 202. uneasy, 183. unfurnish, 209. unintelligent, 148. imkindness, 202. unrolled, 186. unsphere the stars, 150. unthought-on, 202. unthrifty to our knowledge, 211. utter (=cause to pass), 198. valley, 170. vast (noun), 148. very sooth, 149. vessel of like sorrow, 179. vice (verb), 162. villain, 154. violets dim, 192. virginalling, 153. visible an enemy, 210. visitation, 148, 202, 208. vulgars, 165. wafting his eyes, 160. waits upon worn times, 209. want (=be without), 183. wanted less impudence, etc., 175- ward, 149. warden pies, 185. watery star, 148. weak-hinged, 172. wearing (=dress), 187. weather-bitten, 210. weeds (=garments), 187. welkin (adjective), 154. well (of the dead), 207. what lady she, 150. whiles, 209. whisper (transitive), 162. whistle off', 197. Whitsun pastorals, 194. who (=^which), 203. who (^whom), 204. whoo-bub, 204. wild (=rash), 167. wilful-negligent, 158. wit (=inventive power), 206. wit (= wisdom), 168. with (=by), 209, 213. with a custom, 187. without-door, 165. without more overture, 167. woe the while! 177. woman-tired, 170. wondering, 182. worst, 169. worth (^fortune), 210. worthy (^valuable), 195. wotting, 175. wracked, 211. wrought, 213. yellow, 170. yest, 180. SHAKESPEARE. WITH NOTES BY WM. J. ROLFE, A.M, THE MERCHANT OF VEN ICE. THE TEMPEST. JULIUS C^SAR. HAMLET. HENRY THE FIFTH. MACBETH. TWELFTH NIGHT. AS YOU LIKE IT. KING JOHN. HENRY THE EIGHTH. RICHARD THE SECOND. A MIDSUMMER. NIGHT'S DREAM. MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTH- ING. ROMEO AND JULIET. OTHELLO. WINTER'S TALE. (In Press.) Illustrated. i6mo, Cloth, 70 Cents per Volume; Paper, 50 Cents per Volume. In the preparation of this edition of the English Classics it has been the aim to adapt them for school and home reading, in essentially the same way as Greek and Latin Classics are edited for educational purposes. The chief requisites of such a work are a pure text (expurgated, if neces- sary), and the notes needed for its thorough explanation and illustration. Each of Shakespeare's plays is complete in one volume, and is pre- ceded by an Introduction containing the " History of the Play," the " Sources of the Plot," and " Critical Comments on the Play." Fro7n Horace Howard Furness, Ph.D., LL.D., Editor of the '' N'ew Va riorum Shakespeare. ' ' In my opinion Mr. Rolfe's series of Shakespeare's Plays is thoroughly admirable. No one can examine these volumes and fail to be impressed with the conscientious accuracy and scholarly completeness with which they are edited. The educational purposes for which the notes are writ- ten Mr. Rolfe never loses sight of, but like "a well-experienced archer hits the mark his eye doth level at." Rolfe''s Shakespeare. From F. J. Furnivall, Director of the New Shakspere Society^ London. The merit I see in Mr. Rolfe's school editions of Shakspere's Plays over those most widely used in England is that Mr. Rolfe edits the plays as works of a poet, and not only as productions in Tudor English. Some editors think that all they have to do with a play is to state its source and explain its hard words and allusions ; they treat it as they would a charter or a catalogue of household furniture, and then rest satisfied. But Mr. Rolfe, while clearing up all verbal difficulties as carefully as any Dryasdust, always adds the choicest extracts he can find, on the spirit and special " note " of each play, and on the leading characteristics of its chief personages. He does not leave the student without help in getting at Shakspere's chief attributes, his characterization and poetic power. And every practical teacher knows that while every boy can look out hard words from a lexicon for himself, not one in a score can, unhelped, catch points of and realize character, and feel and express the distinctive individuality of each play as a poetic creation. From Prof. Edv^ard Dowden, LL.D., of the University of Dublin, Author of '■'■ Shakspere : His Mind atid Art.'^ I incline to think that no edition is likely to be so useful for school and home reading as yours. Your notes contain so much accurate instruc- tion, with so little that is superfluous ; you do not neglect the aesthetic study of the play ; and in externals, paper, type, binding, etc., you make a book " pleasant to the eyes " (as well as " to be desired to make one wise ") — no small matter, I think, with young readers and with old. From Edwin A. Abbott, M.A., Author of '' Shakespearian Grammar:' I have not seen any edition that compresses so much necessary infor- mation into so small a space, nor any that so completely avoids the com- mon faults of commentaries on Shakespeare — needless repetition, super- fluous explanation, and unscholar-like ignoring of difficulties. Fro7n Hiram Corson, M.A., Professor of Anglo-Saxon and English Literature, Cornell University, Ithaca, N. Y. In the way of annotated editions of separate plays of Shakespeare, for educational purposes, I know of none quite up to Rolfe's. Rolfe's Shakespeare. From Prof, F. J. Child, of Harvard University. I read your " Merchant of Venice" with my class, and found it in every respect an excellent edition. I do not agree with my friend White in the opinion that Shakespeare requires but few notes — that is, if he is to be thoroughly understood. Doubtless he may be enjoyed, and many a hard place slid over. Your notes give all the help a young student requires, and yet the reader for pleasure will easily get at just what he wants. You have indeed been conscientiously concise. Under date of July 25, 1879, Prof. Child adds : Mr. Rolfe's editions of plays of Shakespeare are very valuable and convenient books, whether for a college class or for private study. I have used them with my students, and I welcome every addition that is made to the series. They show care, research, and good judgment, and are fully up to the time in scholarship. I fully agree with the opinion that experienced teachers have expressed of the excellence of these books. From Rev. A. P. Peabody, D.D., Professor in Harvard University. I regard your own work as of the highest merit, while you have turned the labors of others to the best possible account. I want to have the higher classes of our schools introduced to Shakespeare chief of all, and then to other standard English authors ; but this cannot be done to ad- vantage, unless under a teacher of equally rare gifts and abundant leisure, or through editions specially prepared for such use. I trust that you will have the requisite encouragement to proceed with a work so hap- pily begun. From the Examiner and Chronicle, N. Y. We repeat what we have often said, that there is no edition of Shake- speare's which seems to us preferable to Mr. Rolfe's. As mere specimens of the printer's and binder's art they are unexcelled, and their other merits are equally high. Mr. Rolfe, having learned by the practical ex- perience of the class-room what aid the average student really needs in order to read Shakespeare intelligently, has put just that amount of aid into his notes, and no more. Having said what needs to be said, he stops there. It is a rare virtue in the editor of a classic, and we are propor- tionately grateful for it. Rolfe^s Shakespeare. From the N. Y. Times. This work has been done so well that it could hardly have been done better. It shows throughout knowledge, taste, discriminating judgment, and, what is rarer and of yet higher value, a sympathetic appreciation of the poet's moods and purposes. From the Pacific School Journal, San Francisco. This edition of Shakespeare's plays bids fair to be the most valuable aid to the study of English literature yet published. For educational pur- poses it is beyond praise. Each of the plays is printed in large clear type and on excellent paper. Every difficulty of the text is clearly explained by copious notes. It is remarkable how many new beauties one may dis- cern in Shakespeare with the aid of the glossaries attached to these books. . . . Teachers can do no higher, better work than to inculcate a love for the best literature, and such books as these will best aid them in cultivating a pure and refined taste. From the Christian Union, N. Y. Mr. W. J. Rolfe's capital edition of Shakespeare — by far the best edi- tion for school and parlor use. We speak after some practical use of it in a village Shakespeare Club. The notes are brief but useful ; and the necessary expurgations are managed with discriminating skill. From the Academy, London. Mr. Rolfe's excellent series of school-editions of the Plays of Shake- speare. . . . Mr. Rolfe's editions differ from some of the English ones in looking on the plays as something more than word-puzzles. They give the Student helps and hints on the characters and meanings of the plays, while the word-notes are also full and posted up to the latest date. . . . Mr. Rolfe also adds to each of his books a most useful " Index of Words and Phrases explained." Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York. [[1^^ Any of the above works will be sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, on receipt of the Price. OLIVER GOLDSMITH. SELECT POEMS OF OLIVER GOLDSMITH. Edited, with Notes, by William J. Rolfe, A.M., formerly Head Master of the High School, Cambridge, Mass. Illus- trated. i6mo, Paper, 50 cents ; Cloth, 70 cents. {^Uni- form with Rolfe' s Shakespeare.) The carefully arranged editions of " The Merchant of Venice " and other of Shakespeare's plays prepared by Mr. William J. Rolfe for the use of students will be remembered with pleasure by many readers, and they will welcome another volume of a similar character from the same source, in the form of the " Select Poems of Oliver Goldsmith," edited with notes fuller than those of any other known edition, many of them original with the editor. — Boston Transcript. Mr. Rolfe is doing very useful work in the preparation of compact hand-books for study in English literature. His own personal culture, and his long experience as a teacher, give him good knowledge of what is wanted in this way. — The Coiigregatiojialist, Boston. Mr. Rolfe has prefixed to the Poems selections illustrative of Gold- smith's character as a man and grade as a poet, from sketches by Ma- caulay, Thackeray, George Colman, Thomas Campbell, John Forster, and Washington Irving. He has also appended, at the end of the volume, a body of scholarly notes explaining and illustrating the poems, and dealing with the times in which they were written, as well as the incidents and circumstances attending their composition. — Ckristiaji Intelligencer^ N. Y. The notes are just and discriminating in tone, and supply all that is necessary either for understanding the thought of the several poems, or for a critical study of the language. The use of such books in the school- room cannot but contribute largely toward putting the study of English literature upon a sound basis ; and many an adult reader would find in the present volume an excellent opportunity for becoming critically ac- quainted with one of the greatest of last century's poets. — Appleton''s yoiirnal, N. Y. Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York. Sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States, 07t receipt cf the price. THOMAS GRAY. SELECT POEMS OF THOMAS GRAY. Edited, with Notes, by William J. Rolfe, A.M., formerly Head Master of the High School, Cambridge, Mass. Illus- trated. Square i6mo. Paper, 50 cents ; Cloth, 70 cents. {^Uniform with Rolfe' s Shakespeare.) Mr. Rolfe has done his work in a manner that comes as near to per- fection as man can approach. He knows his subject so well that he is competent to instruct all in it ; and readers will find an immense amount of knowledge in his elegant volume, all set forth in the most admirable order, and breathing the most liberal and enlightened spirit, he being a warm appreciator of the divinity of genius. — Boston Traveller. The great merit of these books lie in their carefully-edited text, and in the fulness of their explanatory notes. Mr. Rolfe is not satisfied with simply expounding, but he explores the entire field of English literature, and therefrom gathers a multitude of illustrations that are interesting in themselves and valuable as a commentary on the text. He not only in- structs, but stimulates his readers to fresh exertion ; and it is this stimu- lation that makes his labors so productive in the school-room. — Saturday Evening Gazette, Boston. Mr. William J. Rolfe, to whom English literature is largely indebted for annotated and richly-illustrated editions of several of Shakespeare's Plays, has treated the " Select Poems of Thomas Gray" in the same way — ^just as he had previously dealt with the best of Goldsmith's poems. — The Press, Phila. Mr. Rolfe's edition of Thomas Gray's select poems is marked by the same discriminating taste as his other classics. — Springfield Republican. Mr. Rolfe's rare abilities as a teacher and his fine scholarly tastes ena- ble him to prepare a classic like this in the best manner for school use. There could be no better exercise for the advanced classes in our schools than the critical study of our best authors, and the volumes that Mr. Rolfe has prepared will hasten the time when the study of mere form will give place to the study of the spirit of our literature. — Louisville Courier- yournal. An elegant and scholarly little volume. — Christian Intelligencer, N. Y. Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York. 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