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 WINTER'S TALE 
 
 ABRIDGED AND EDITED BY 
 SARAH WILLARD HIESTAND 
 
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THE STRATFORD BUST OF SHAKESPEARE. 
 Drawn by G. H. Moulton, after the engraving by E. Scriven 
 from the drawing by John Boaden from the original Bust, pub- 
 lished in James Boaden's Portraits of Shakespeare in 1824. 
 
I 
 
 THE BEGINNER'S SHAKESPEARE 
 
 THE COMEDY OF 
 
 THE WINTER'S TALE 
 
 ABRIDGED AND EDITED BY 
 SARAH WILLARD HIESTAND 
 
 WITH ILLUSTRATIONS AFTER DRAWINGS 
 
 BY HAMILTON, OPIE, WHEATLEY, 
 
 AND WRIGHT 
 
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PREFACE 
 
 THE present work is a simplified edition of 
 Shakespeare suited to the needs of pupils 
 from twelve to fifteen years of age. 
 
 The text has been abridged from the Globe 
 edition, the line numbering of which is retained 
 in order to show the elisions and for conven- 
 ience of reference. Those portions of the plays 
 have been omitted which are likely to prove 
 tedious, puzzling, or incomprehensible to the 
 young reader ; and yet this version will be found 
 full enough to give a perfect outhne of each play 
 in the poet's own words. 
 
 It is presumed that the same plays, or at 
 least some of them, will be taken up again for 
 closer study: that they wiU have lost nothing 
 in interest by the preliminary reading of earlier 
 years, we may trust to the ever fresh spirit of 
 their author's genius. 
 
CONTENTS 
 
 Preface iii 
 
 Illustrations v 
 
 Pronunciation of Proper Names vi 
 
 Introduction vii 
 
 Dramatis Personoe x 
 
 THE WINTER'S TALE 1 
 
 Notes " 117 
 
 Extracts 121 
 Perdita and Florizel: A Little Play selected from the 
 
 Fourth Act 125 
 
ILLUSTRATIONS 
 
 The Stratford Bust of Shakespeare Facing Title 
 
 Leontes sends Mamillius away Facing page 17 
 
 Paulina shows Perdita to the King 27 
 
 Antigonus swears to obey the King 31 
 
 Antigonus chased by a Bear 46 
 
 Perdita distributing Flowers 60 
 
 Perdita and Florizel in the Dance 64 
 
 Leontes and the Statue 113 
 
 NOTE. The Stratford Bust of Shakespeare rests in a niche in the 
 wall of the church at Stratford where the poet was buried. The sculp- 
 tor, Gerard Johnson, or Janssen, was born in Amsterdam and removed 
 to London when a young man, where he was known as a "tombe- 
 maker." The bust, which is not a work of art, was probably erected 
 soon after Shakespeare's death at the expense of Dr. John Hall, his 
 son-in-law, and was considered a satisfactory likeness at the time. It 
 is executed in a soft limestone and was originally colored after the 
 life, the eyes being a light hazel, the hair and beard auburn. 
 
 Sculptors assert that it bears marks of having been modeled 
 after a death-mask, the sculptor making some alterations in the at- 
 tempt to restore a lifelike appearance. It is thought also that the un- 
 skillful carver had an accident which obHged him to finish off the nose 
 shorter than he had at first measured it. The drawing here given is 
 taken from the engraving of the bust published by Mr. James Boaden 
 in 1824. Below the monument is a curious inscription which reads : 
 
 GOOD FREND FOR lESVS SAKE FORBEARE 
 TO DIGG THE DVST ENCLOASED HEARE: 
 BLESE BE Y^ MAN Y^ SPARES THES STONES 
 AND CVRST BE HE Y^ MOVES MY BONES. 
 
 William Hamilton (1751-1801) was an artist who is known to us 
 
vi NOTE 
 
 chiefly through his illustrations of books. His designs facing pages 
 17, 27, 64, and 113 of this volume are reproductions in outline of the 
 original steel engravings in the Boydell Shakespeare Gallery. 
 
 H 
 
 John Opie (1761-1807), historical and portrait painter, was em- 
 ployed on five subjects for the Boydell Shakespeare Gallery; one of 
 these, reproduced in outUne, faces page 31. 
 
 Francis Wheatley (1747-1801) and Joseph Wright (1734-1797) also 
 produced paintings for the Boydell Shakespeare Gallery, reproduced 
 in this volume opposite pages 46 and 60. 
 
 PRONUNCIATION 
 
 of Proper Names used in The Winter'' s Tale 
 
 (Vowel sounds indicated as in Webster) 
 
 An-tig'o-nus Le-on'tes 
 
 Ar'chi-da'mus Lib'y-a 
 
 Au-tol'y-cus Ma-mil'Ii-us 
 
 Ca-mil'lo Mop'sa 
 
 Cle-om'en-es Pau-li'na 
 
 Cyth'e-re'a Per'di-ta 
 
 Del'phos Phoe'bus (ce = e) 
 
 Di'on Po-lix'en-es 
 
 Dor'i-cles Pro-ser'pi-na 
 
 E-mil'i-a Ro-ge'ro 
 
 Flor'i-zel Si-cil'i-a 
 
 Her-mi'o-ne Sma'lus 
 
 JH'U-o Ro-ma'no Whit'sun 
 
INTRODUCTION 
 
 THE object of this edition is to cultivate a love for 
 Shakespeare by introducing his dramas to young 
 readers in such shape that they may be found read- 
 able and attractive. Notes and comments are frequently a 
 hindrance and stumbling-block to the beginner^ and the very 
 thought of having to study a piece of literature is enough to 
 make it seem repellent at the outset. 
 
 It is therefore suggested that beginners in Shakespeare be 
 encouraged to attempt a cursory reading of the selected play 
 without reference to notes or explanations. In classes, teachers 
 may ask their pupils to procure a copy of the play a week be- 
 fore the study of it is to begin and to read it through once, or 
 have it read to them by their elders, as any other story would 
 be read, for the mere pleasure of it. It is a noteworthy fact that 
 many seeming difficulties may be glided over in this way and 
 something like an understanding or general picture of the play 
 as a whole placed before the mind. 
 
 The footnotes, which are for the most part in the form of 
 synonyms, have been placed upon the page rather unwillingly; 
 they are intended for the children's use, to assist them in be- 
 coming familiar with a diction which is now and then too far 
 from our every-day speech to be easily understood. They are 
 purposely brief, so as to distract the attention as little as pos- 
 sible from the interest of the tale. The following remarks on 
 the play and the Notes at the end will suggest to teachers points 
 for special comment in class. It is taken for granted that any 
 teacher will have at hand a trustworthy, well-annotated edi- 
 tion of Shakespeare for reference in such cases as cannot be 
 covered in an elementary book. 
 
 The Winter s Tale, written probably in the winter of 
 161 0-11, is one of the latest, perhaps the very last complete 
 drama from the hand of Shakespeare. It may have been writ- 
 ten at Stratford after his retirement from the stage ; for its 
 
viii INTRODUCTION 
 
 breath of free country air, its unconscious emphasis of homely 
 rural simplicity, show us the Poet enjoying his release from 
 the artificial life of the city. 
 
 Evidences of the maturity of the dramatist's powers are 
 shown in his frequent use of ellipsis, and in the style of ver- 
 sification which is notable for the absence of rhyme; quite as 
 striking evidence, too, is found in the spirit of the play, which 
 exhibits the cheerful gentleness and calm of his latest work. 
 
 In the construction of The Winter s Tale Shakespeare 
 took the materials of his plot from a story that was already 
 familiar and popular; this was his usual custom and was not 
 peculiar to him. His method of treatment, however, differs in 
 important details from that of the modern playwright who 
 turns out a dramatized version of a popular book : although 
 some of the main features were retained by him, he fre- 
 quently made radical changes in the plot, while his elabora- 
 tion and development of the characters vivified and utterly 
 transformed the most ordinary narrative. 
 
 The plot of The Winter's Tale is taken in this way from 
 Robert Greene's novel of Pandosto, with some omissions, addi- 
 tions, and changes. The characters of Antigonus, Paulina, and 
 Autolycus are Shakespeare's own; his also is the recovery and 
 long concealment of Hermione, and the statue scene at the 
 end of the play; and his is the development of real human 
 characters from the lay-figures of Greene's story. 
 
 The play is a double drama with a lapse of sixteen years 
 between its two parts. The first may be called the story of 
 Queen Hermione, ending in the third act with her seeming 
 death and the casting away of her baby daughter. The sec- 
 ond part, beginning with the fourth act, takes up the story 
 of the lost child, Perdita, now grown to bewitching girlhood, 
 and so fascinating as to stand perhaps at the head of Shake- 
 speare's maiden heroines. 
 
 In the first part we behold Leontes, the King of Sicily, 
 becoming the victim of his own jealous, suspicious nature, 
 branding his noble wife with dishonor, and accusing her of 
 conspiracy against his crown and life in company with his old 
 
INTRODUCTION ix 
 
 friend Polixenes, the King of Bohemia. Camillo^ his tried 
 friend and counselor, on whom he lays the burden of assassi- 
 nating Polixenes, cannot purge his poisoned mind; and so 
 after the escape of Polixenes and Camilio, the enraged king 
 wreaks his vengeance on the unhappy queen and his little 
 daughter. Penitence comes too late to restore either of these 
 sufferers to him, or to save the young prince, little Mamillius, 
 who is one of the few children in Shakespeare's pages. 
 
 The second part of the drama shows us Perdita as a 
 shepherd's daughter in a beautiful and romantic setting, 
 wooed by the chivalrous Prince Florizel, who is the son of 
 Polixenes. Their elopement is followed by the discovery of 
 Perdita's identity and her mother's return to the world, after 
 the long period of her concealment during which Leontes 
 had fully repented his rash cruelty. 
 
 This happy ending emphasizes the quality of the story, 
 which is somewhat that of a fairy tale; for, although it does 
 not deal with the supei'natural, it seems quite what we might 
 imagine coming from the lips of a gifted story-teller to a 
 group of absorbed listeners gathered around a winter fireside, 
 in the days when books were few and readers scarcely more 
 numerous. 
 
 Little Mamillius says, "A sad tale's best for winter"; 
 yet this is not altogether sad, ending as it does with the joy- 
 ful reunion of family and friends. Again, the greatest charm 
 of the whole play to most readers lies in the portrayal of Per- 
 dita, brave, yet retiring, dignified, yet practical, and at all 
 times charmingly graceful and poetic. And thus the recollec- 
 tion of Hermione's suffering is softened and at last removed 
 into a subdued, tender background for the lovely vision of 
 her young daughter, with her dancing and her flowers. 
 
DRAMATIS PERSONJE 
 
 Leontes, King of Sicilia. 
 Mamillius, young Prince of Sicilia. 
 Camillo, "\ 
 
 ^ ' \ Four Lords of Sicilia. 
 
 Cleomenes^ I 
 
 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 Hermione. 
 
 Paulina, wife to Antigonus. 
 
 Emilia, a lady attending on Hermione. 
 
 ^ ' \ Shepherdesses. 
 Dorcas, J 
 
 Other Lords and Gentlemen, Ladies, Officers, and Servants, 
 Shepherds and Shepherdesses. 
 
 Scene : Sicilia, and Bohemia. 
 
THE WINTER'S TALE 
 
 ACT I 
 
 Scene I. Antechamber in the palace of Leontes, 
 King of Sicilia. 
 
 Enter Camillo, a Loi'd of Sicilia, and Archidamus, a 
 Lord of Bohemia. 
 
 Archidamus. If you shall chance, Camillo, to 
 visit Bohemia, you shall see, as I have said, great 
 difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia. 
 Camillo. I think, this coming summer, the King e 
 of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation 
 which he justly owes him. 
 
 Archidamus. Verily, we cannot with such mag- 
 nificence — in so rare — I know not what to say. 
 We will give you sleepy drinks, that your senses, 15 
 unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though 
 they cannot praise us, as little accuse us. 
 Camillo. You pay a great deal too dear for what 's 
 given freely. Sicilia cannot show himself over- 
 kind to Bohemia. They were trained together in 
 their childhoods; and there rooted betwixt them 25 
 then such an affection, which cannot choose but 
 branch now. 
 
 7 Bohemia, the name of the country used for its king. 
 
 16 unintelligent = unconscious. Note 5 {d). 
 
 26 which = that it. Note 5 (c). 
 
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 Archidamus. I think there is not in the world 
 
 either maUce or matter to alter it. You have an 
 
 unspeakable comfort of your young prince Ma- 
 
 millius: it is a gentleman of the greatest promise 40 
 
 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 
 
 makes old hearts fresh : they that went on crutches 
 
 ere he was born desire yet their life to see him a 45 
 
 man. 
 
 Archidamus. Would they else be content to die? 
 
 Camillo. Yes; if there were no other excuse why 
 
 they should desire to live. 
 
 Archidamus. If the king had no son, they would 
 
 desire to live on crutches till he had one. [Exeunt. 50 
 
 Scene II. A room of state in the same. 
 
 Enter Leontes, Hermione, qiieen to Leontes, Mamil- 
 LiuSj Prince of Sicilia, Polixenes^ King of Bohemia, 
 CamillOj and Attendants. 
 
 Poliocenes. 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 fill'd up, my brother, with our thanks. * 
 
 1 watery star = the moon (she controls the tides). 
 
 2 note = mark of time. 
 
 4 brother, a term of courtesy : the kings were brothers only in rank. 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 3 
 
 Leontes. Stay your thanks awhile; 
 
 And pay them when you part. 
 
 Polixenes. Sir, that 's to-morrow, lo 
 
 Leontes. One seven-night longer. 
 
 Polixenes. Very sooth, to-morrow. 
 
 Leontes. We '11 part the time between 's then ; 
 
 and in that 
 1 11 no gainsaying. 
 
 Poliooenes. Press me not, beseech you, so. 
 
 There is no tongue that moves, none, none i' the 
 
 world, 20 
 
 So soon as yours could win me. My affairs 
 Do even drag me homeward. 
 Farewell, our brother. 
 
 Leontes. Tongue-tied our queen? speak you. 
 
 Hermione. Tell him, you are sure 30 
 
 All in Bohemia's well; this satisfaction 
 The by-gone day proclaim'd. 
 Leontes. Well said, Hermione. 
 
 Hermione. To tell, he longs to see his son, were 
 
 strong : 
 But let him say so then, and let him go; 35 
 
 Yet of your royal presence I '11 adventure 
 The borrow of a week. When at Bohemia 
 
 10 part = depart. 
 
 18 We '11 part the time = let us compromise by dividing the time. 
 
 19 I '11 no gainsaying = I '11 have no gainsaying. Notes 2 and 9. 
 
 38 adventure the borrow = risk the borro^ving, Note 3. 
 
4 THE WINTER'S TALE [acti 
 
 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. You '11 stay ? 
 
 Poliocenes. No, madam. 
 
 Hermione. Nay, but you will? 
 
 Poliocenes. I may not, verily. 
 
 Hermione. Verily! Verily, 
 
 You shall not go: a lady's 'Verily' 's 50 
 
 As potent as a lord's. Will you go yet ? 
 
 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' ss 
 One of them you shaU be. 
 
 Poliocenes. Your guest, then, madam. 
 
 Hermione. Not your gaoler, then, 
 But your kind hostess. Come, 1 11 question you eo 
 Of my lord's tricks and yours when you were boys : 
 You were pretty lordings then? 
 Poliocenes. 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 65 
 
 The verier wag o' the two ? 
 
 41 gest, Note 10. 62 lordings = masters, Note 5 (a). 
 
SCENE 11 ] THE WINTER'S TALE 5 
 
 Poliocenes. We were as twinn'd lambs that did 
 
 frisk i' the sun, 
 And bleat the one at the other. 
 Leontes. Is he won yet? 86 
 
 Hermione. He '11 stay, my lord. 
 Leontes. At my request he would not. 
 
 Hermione, my dearest, thou never spokest 
 To better purpose. 
 Hermione. Never ? 
 
 Leontes. Never, but once. 
 
 Hermione. What! have I twice said well? when 
 
 was 't before ? 90 
 
 Nay, let me have 't ; I long. 
 Leontes. Why, that was when 
 
 Three crabbed months had sour'd themselves to 
 
 death, 102 
 
 Ere I could make thee open thy white hand 
 And clap thyself my love : then didst thou utter 
 'I am yours for ever.' 
 
 Hermione. I have spoke to the purpose twice. loe 
 The one for ever earn'd a royal husband; 
 The other for some while a friend. 
 Leontes. Mamillius, 
 
 Art thou my boy? 
 
 Mamillius. Ay, my good lord. 
 
 Leontes. I' fecks! 120 
 
 104 clap. Note 11. 120 I' fecks = in faith, indeed. 
 
6 THE WINTER'S TALE [acti 
 
 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. How now, you wanton calf! 126 
 Art thou my calf? 
 
 Mamillius. Yes, if you will, my lord. 
 
 Leontes. Come, sir page. 
 
 Look on me with your welkin eye : sweet villain ! ise 
 Most dear'st! my collop! 
 Poliocenes. What means Sicilia? 
 
 He7^7nione. He something seems unsettled. 1^7 
 
 Poliucenes. 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 moved ? 
 
 Leontes. No. Looking on the lines 
 
 Of my boy's face, methoughts I did recoil 
 Twenty-three years, and saw myself unbreech'd, 155 
 In my green velvet coat, my dagger muzzled. 
 Lest it should bite its master, and so prove, 
 
 121 bawcock : pet name for a boy. 126 wanton = playful. 
 
 136 welkin = rolling. 137 collop : literally, a slice of meat ; so we say 
 
 "a chip of the old block." 147 something seems unsettled = seems 
 
 somewhat disturbed, Note 7. 154 methoughts = my thoughts. 
 
 155 unbreeched, i.e., before I wore breeches. 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 7 
 
 As ornaments oft do, too dangerous : 
 
 How like, methought, I then was to this kernel. 
 
 This squash, this gentleman. Mine honest friend, leo 
 
 Will you take eggs for money? 
 
 Mamillius. No, my lord, I '11 fight. 
 
 Leontes. You will! why, happy man he's dole! 
 
 My brother, 
 Are you so fond of your young prince as we 
 Do seem to be of ours ? 
 
 Poliocenes. If at home, sir, i65 
 
 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. i69 
 
 Leontes. So stands this squire 
 Officed with me : we two will walk, my lord, 
 And leave you to your graver steps. Hermione, 
 How thou lovest us, show in our brother's welcome ; 
 Let what is dear in Sicily be cheap: 175 
 
 Next to thyself and my young rover, he 's 
 Apparent to my heart. 
 
 Hermione. If you would seek us. 
 
 We are yours i' the garden. 
 
 \Exeunt Polixenes, Hermione, and Attendants. 
 
 160 squash = an unripe thing. 161 take eggs for money = take an in- 
 sult. 163 happy man be 's dole = may his lot in life be a happy one. 
 171 So . . . squire officed = such is my boy's office. 177 Apparent = 
 heir-apparent. 
 
8 THE WINTER'S TALE [acti 
 
 Leontes. To your own bents dispose you. How 
 
 now, boy! 
 Mamillius. I am like you, they say. 
 Leontes. Why, that 's some comfort. 
 
 What, Camillo there? 
 
 Camillo. Ay, my good lord. 210 
 
 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 
 To satisfy your highness and the entreaties 232 
 
 Of our most gracious mistress. 
 Leontes. ' Satisfy! 
 
 Let that suffice. I have trusted thee, CamiUo, 235 
 With all the nearest things to my heart, as well 
 My chamber-councils, wherein, priest-like, thou 
 Hast cleansed my bosom, I from thee departed 
 Thy penitent reform 'd : but we have been 
 Deceived in thy integrity, deceived 240 
 
 In that which seems so. 
 
 Camillo. Be it forbid, my lord ! 
 
 Leontes. To bide upon 't, thou art not honest, or. 
 If thou inclinest that way, thou art a coward. 
 Camillo. My gracious lord, 
 I may be negligent, foolish and fearful ; 250 
 
 242 bide upon 't = dwell upon it, repeat it. 
 
SCENE II ] THE WINTER'S TALE 9 
 
 In every one of these no man is free. 
 
 But, beseech your grace. 
 
 Be plainer with me ; let me know my trespass 265 
 
 By its own visage : if I then deny it, 
 
 'T is none of mine. 
 
 Leontes. Ha' not you seen, Camillo, — 
 
 But that's past doubt, you have, — or heard, or 
 
 thought, — 
 [In a series of fierce, involved^ disjointed sentences, here 
 omitted, Leontes" accuses his former friend of uniting with 
 the Queen in actions that would be treasonable against him- 
 self and hence against the state.] 
 
 Camillo. I would not be a stander-by to hear 
 
 My mistress clouded so. My lord, be cured 296 
 
 Of this diseased opinion, and betimes; 
 
 For 't is most dangerous. 
 
 Leontes. Say it be, 't is true. 
 
 Camillo. No, no, my lord. 
 
 Leontes. It is; 
 
 And thou, his cupbearer, who mayst see 
 
 Plainly as heaven sees earth and earth sees 
 
 heaven, 315 
 
 How I am galled, mightst bespice a cup. 
 To give mine enemy a lasting wink. 
 Camillo. Sir, my lord, 
 
 I could do this, and that with no rash potion. 
 But with a lingering dram that should not work 320 
 
 317 give . . . wink, i.e., put him to death. 
 
10 THE WINTER'S TALE [acti 
 
 Maliciously like poison : but I cannot 
 
 Believe this — 
 
 Leontes. Dost think I am so muddy, so unsettled, — 325 
 
 Camillo. I must believe you, sir: 
 
 I do; and will fetch off Bohemia for 't: 334 
 
 Go then; and with a countenance as clear 
 
 As friendship wears at feasts, keep with Bohemia 
 
 And with your queen. I am his cupbearer: 345 
 
 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. 1 11 do 't, my lord. 
 
 Leontes. I wiU seem friendly, as thou hast advised 
 
 me. [Exit. 350 
 
 Camillo. O miserable lady! But, for me. 
 What case stand I in ? I must be the poisoner 
 Of good Polixenes ; and my ground to do 't 
 Is the obedience to a master, one 
 Who in rebellion with himself will have 355 
 
 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 Id not do 't. 
 
 325 muddy = confused. 334 fetch off = kill. 
 349 thou split'st thine own, i.e., you will lose your life. 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 11 
 
 Here comes Bohemia. 
 
 Re-enter Polixenes. 
 
 Poliocenes. This is strange : methinks 
 
 My favour here begins to warp. Not speak? ses 
 
 Good day, Camillo. 
 
 Camillo. Hail, most royal sir! 
 
 Poliocenes. What is the news i' the court? 
 Camillo. None rare, my lord. 
 
 Poliocenes. The king hath on him such a coun- 
 tenance 
 As he had lost some province and a region 
 Loved as he loves himself: even now I met him 370 
 With customary compliment ; when he, 
 AVafting his eyes to the contrary and falhng 
 A hp of much contempt, speeds from me and 
 So leaves me to consider what is breeding 
 That changeth thus his manners. 375 
 
 Camillo. I dare not know, my lord. 
 Poliocenes. How! dare not! do not. Do you know, 
 
 and dare not? 
 Your changed complexions are to me a mirror ssi 
 Which shows me mine changed too. 
 Camillo. There is a sickness 
 
 Which puts some of us in distemper, but 
 I cannot name the disease; and it is caught 
 
 369 As he had = as if he had. 
 372 falling a lip = letting his lip fall, Note 3 (c). 
 
12 THE WINTER'S TALE [acti 
 
 Of you that yet are well. 
 
 Polixenes. How! caught of me! 387 
 
 Make me not sighted like the basihsk : 
 
 I have looked on thousands, who have sped the 
 
 better 
 By my regard, but kill'd none so, Camillo. 
 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 4oo 
 
 Which honour does acknowledge, that thou de- 
 clare 
 What incidency thou dost guess of harm 
 Is creeping toward me; how far off, how near; 
 Which way to be prevented. 405 
 
 Camillo. Sir, I will tell you ; 
 
 I am appointed him to murder you. 412 
 
 Poliacenes. By whom, Camillo? 
 Camillo. By the king. 
 
 Polixenes. For what? 
 
 How should this grow? 
 
 Camillo. I know not; but I am sure 't is safer to 432 
 Avoid what 's grown than question how 't is born. 
 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 
 
 388 basilisk = a fabled species of serpent which killed by its glance. 
 
 389 sped = fared. 400 parts = qualities. 
 
 403 incidency = incidence, probable accident. 412 him, i.e., the one. 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 13 
 
 My fortunes to your service, which are here 440 
 
 By this discovery lost. Be not uncertain; 
 For, by the honour of my parents, I 
 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. 445 
 Poliocenes. I do believe thee : 
 I saw his heart in 's face. Give me thy hand : 
 Be pilot to me and thy places shall 
 Still neighbour mine. My ships are ready and 
 My people did expect my hence departure 450 
 
 Two days ago. Fear o'ershades me. Come, 
 I will respect thee as a father if 
 Thou bear st my life off hence : let us avoid. 462 
 
 Camillo. It is in mine authority to command 
 The keys of all the posterns : please your high- 
 ness 
 To take the urgent hour. Come, sir, away. [Exeunt. 
 
 449 Still = always. 462 avoid = depart. 
 
ACT II 
 
 Scene I. A room in Leontes' palace. 
 
 Enter Hermione, Mamillius^ and Ladies. 
 
 Hermione. Take the boy to you: he so troubles me, 
 
 'T is past enduring. 
 
 First Lady. Come, my gracious lord. 
 
 Shall I be your playfellow? 
 
 Mamillius. No, 1 11 none of you. 
 
 First Lady. Why, my sweet lord ? 
 
 Mamillius. You '11 kiss me hard and speak to me 
 
 as if 5 
 
 I were a baby still. I love you better. 
 Second Lady. And why so, my lord ? 
 Mamillius. Not for because 
 
 Your brows are blacker; yet black brows, they say. 
 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. 
 Second Lady. Who taught you this ? 
 
 Mamillius. I learnt it out of women's faces. Pray 
 
 now 
 What colour are your eyebrows? 
 First Lady. Blue, my lord. 
 
 Mamillius. Nay, that's a mock: I have seen a 
 
 lady's nose 
 
 7 for because, Note 4. 
 
SCENE I ] THE WINTEK'S TALE 15 
 
 That has been blue, but not her eyebrows. 
 
 First Lady. Hark ye. is 
 
 Hermione. What wisdom stirs amongst you? 
 
 Come, sir, now 
 I am for you again: pray you, sit by us, 22 
 
 And tell 's a tale. 
 
 Mamillius. Merry or sad shall 't be? 
 
 Hermione. As merry as you wiU. 
 Mamillius. A sad tale's best for winter: I have 
 
 one 25 
 
 Of sprites and gobhns. 
 
 Hermione. 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 — 
 Hermione. Nay, come, sit down ; then on. 
 
 Mamillius. Dwelt by a churchyard: I will tell it 
 
 softly; 30 
 
 Yond crickets shall not hear it. 
 Hermione. Come on, then. 
 
 And give 't me in mine ear. 
 
 Enter Leontes, with Antigonus, a Lord ofSicilia, Loi'ds, 
 and others. 
 
 Leontes. Was he met there? his train? Camillo 
 with him? 
 
 15 has been blue, Note 3 (a). 22 1 am for you = I am ready for you. 
 
16 THE WINTER'S TALE [actii 
 
 First Lord. Behind the tuft of pines I met them; 
 
 never 
 Saw I men scour so on their way: I eyed them 35 
 Even to their ships. 
 Leontes. How blest am I 
 
 In my just censure, in my true opinion! 
 Alack, for lesser knowledge! how accursed 
 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. 45 
 
 Camillo was his help in this, his pander: 
 There is a plot against my hfe, 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? 
 First Lord. By his great authority; 
 
 40 spider, Note 12. 45 hefts = retching. 
 46 pander = agent in an evil design. 51 pinch'd, i.e., abused, baffled, 
 perhaps crippled (figuratively), as a half-killed bug. 
 
Leontes. Bear the boy hence ; he shall not come about her. 
 
 Act II, Scene I, line 59. 
 
SCENE I ] THE WINTER'S TALE 17 
 
 Which often hath no less prevail'd than so 
 
 On your command. 
 
 Leontes. I know 't too well. 55 
 
 Give me the boy. 
 
 Hermione. What is this? sport? 
 
 Leontes. Bear the boy hence; he shall net come 
 
 about her; 
 Away with him ! 
 
 I have said she 's a traitor and Camillo is 
 A federary with her, and one that knows 90 
 
 What she should shame to know herself ; 
 And she 's privy 
 To this their late escape. 
 
 Hermione. No, by my life, 95 
 
 Privy to none of this. 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. 100 
 
 Leontes. Away with her ! to prison ! 
 
 He who shall speak for her is afar off guilty 
 But that he speaks. 
 
 Hermione. There 's some ill planet reigns : 105 
 
 I must be patient till the heavens look 
 
 90 federary = accomplice. 94 is privy to = has a secret knowledge of. 
 99 throughly = thoroughly, Note 5 {h). 104 afar off, etc. = guilty in 
 some degree merely because he speaks for her. 105 planet : the 
 
 stars were supposed to influence the lives of human beings. 
 
18 THE WINTER'S TALE act n 
 
 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 uo 
 
 That honourable grief lodged here which burns 
 Worse than tears drown: beseech you all, my 
 
 lords, 
 With thoughts so qualified as your charities 
 Shall best instruct you, measure me ; and so 
 The king's will be perform 'd! 
 
 Leontes. Shall I be heard? 115 
 
 Hermione. Who is 't that goes with me ? Beseech 
 
 your highness. 
 My women may be with me. Do not weep ; 
 There ic no cause: when you shall know your 
 
 mistress 
 Has deserved prison, then abound in tears 120 
 
 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. 
 Leontes. Go, do our bidding; hence! 125 
 
 \Eodt Queen, guarded; with Ladies. 
 
 First Lord. Beseech your highness, call the queen 
 again. 
 
 110 pities, Note 6. 113 qualified = softened. 
 121 action = legal process : perhaps here, the accusation. 
 
SCENE I ] THE WINTER'S TALE 19 
 
 Antigonus. Be certain what you do, sir, lest your 
 justice 
 
 Prove violence; in the which three great ones 
 suffer, 
 
 Yourself, your queen, your son. 
 
 First Lord. For her, my lord, 
 
 I dare my life lay down and will do 't, sir, iso 
 
 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. 
 
 Leontes. Hold your peaces. 
 
 First Lord. Good my lord, — 
 
 Antigonus. It is for you we speak, not for our- 
 selves : 140 
 
 You are abused and by some putter-on 
 
 That will be damn'd for 't ; would I knew the villain ! 
 
 Leontes. What! lack I credit? 
 
 First 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, leo 
 
 Be blarrusd for 't how you might. 
 
 Leontes. Why, what need we 
 
 Commune with you? 
 
 Yet, for a greater confirmation, iso 
 
 139 Good my lord. Note 7. 141 abused and by some putter-on = 
 
 deceived and that by some mischievous meddler. 
 
20 THE WINTER'S TALE [acth 
 
 I have dispatch 'd in post 
 
 To sacred Delphos, to Apollo's temple, 
 
 Cleomenes and Dion ; from the oracle Hj 
 
 They will bring all ; whose spiritual counsel had, 
 
 Shall stop or spur me. Have I done well ? 
 
 First Lord. Well done, my lord. 
 
 Leontes. Though I am satisfied and need no more 
 
 Than what I know, yet shall the oracle i90 
 
 Give rest to the minds of others. - 
 
 So have we thought it good 
 
 From our free person she should be confined, 
 
 Lest that the treachery of the two fled hence 195 
 
 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^ wife to Antigonus, 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? 
 
 183 Delphos, Note 13. 198 raise = stir, excite. 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 21 
 
 Re-enter Gentleman^ with the Gaoler. 
 
 Now, good sir. 
 You know me, do you not? 
 
 Gaoler. For a worthy lady 5 
 
 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. 15 
 
 Withdraw yourselves. . * 
 
 [Exeunt Gentleman and Attendants. 
 
 Gaoler. And, madam, 
 
 I must be present at your conference. 
 
 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, a lady attending on the 
 Queen. 
 
 Dear gentlewoman, 20 
 
 15 1 shall bring Emilia forth, Note 3 (a). 20 As passes = that passes. 
 
22 THE WINTER'S TALE [actii 
 
 How fares our gracious lady? 
 
 Emilia. As well as one so great and so forlorn 
 
 May hold together. The tender lady hath 
 
 An infant daughter, and a goodly babe, 26 
 
 Lusty and like to live : the queen receives 
 
 Much comfort in 't; says *My poor prisoner, 
 
 I am innocent as you.' 
 
 Paulina. 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. 
 Pray you, Emilia, 35 
 
 Commend my best obedience to the queen: 
 If she dares trust me with her httle 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 hving 45 
 
 26 and a goodly babe = and it is, etc. 30 lunes = crazy freaks. 
 44 miss a thriving issue = fail to succeed. 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 23 
 
 So meet for this great errand. Please your lady- 
 ship 
 
 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, 50 
 
 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, let '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. . 55 
 
 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 is not a party to . ei 
 
 The anger of the king nor guilty of. 
 
 If any be, the trespass of the queen. 
 
 (praoler. I do beheve it. 
 
 Paulina. Do not you fear : upon mine honour, I 
 
 Will stand betwixt you and danger. [Exeunt. 
 
 46 errand. Note 14. 4T presently = immediately. 
 49 hammer'd = labored over, studied on. 
 
M THE WINTER'S TALE [actii 
 
 Scene III. A room in Leontes' palace. 
 
 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; — for the king 
 
 Is quite beyond mine arm, out of the blank 5 
 
 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 ? 
 First Servant. My lord? 
 
 Leontes. How does the boy? 
 
 First Servant. He took good rest to-night; lo 
 
 'T is hoped his sickness is discharged. 
 Leontes. To see his nobleness ! 
 Conceiving the dishonour of his mother. 
 He straight declined, droop 'd, took it deeply, 
 Fastend and fix'd the shame on 't in himself, is 
 Threw off his spuit, his appetite, his sleep, 
 And downright languished. Leave me solely : go. 
 See how he fares. [Exit Servant.] Fie, fie ! no thought 
 
 of him : 
 
 5 blank = white center of the target. 6 level = range of shot : Le- 
 
 ontes reflects that Polixenes is beyond his reach. 6 she = she whom. 
 8 moiety =£ portion. 15 on 't = of it. Note 5 (c). 17 solely — alonfe, 
 Notes. 18 him, i.e., Polixenes. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 25 
 
 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 her. Camillo and Polixenes 
 Laugh at me, make their pastime at my sorrow : 
 They should not laugh if I could reach them, nor 25 
 Shall she within my power. 
 
 Enter Paulina^ with a child. 
 
 First 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. 
 
 Antigonus. That 's enough. 30 
 
 Second Servant. Madam, he hath not slept to- 
 night; commanded 
 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 shadovt^s by him and do sigh 
 At each his needless heavings, such as you 35 
 
 Nourish the cause of his awaking ; I 
 Do come with words as medicinal as true. 
 Honest as either, to purge him of that humour 
 
 20 Recoil, Note 8. 30 free = innocent. 
 
26 THE WINTER'S TALE [actii 
 
 That presses him from sleep. 
 Lteontes. What noise there, ho? 
 
 Paulina. No noise, my lord; but needful confer- 
 ence 40 
 About some gossips for your highness. 
 Leontes. How ! 
 Away with that audacious lady ! Antigonus, 
 I charged 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, 45 
 
 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, 
 He shall not rule me. 
 
 Antigonus. La you now, you hear: 50 
 
 When she will take the rein I let her run ; 
 But she '11 not stumble. 
 
 Paulina. Good my liege, I come 
 
 From your good queen. 
 Leontes. Good queen! 
 
 Paulina. Good queen, my lord, 
 
 Good queen; I say good queen; 
 And would by combat make her good, so were I eo 
 A man, the worst about you. 
 
 41 gossips = sponsors in baptism, Note 5 {d). 60 combat, Note 15. 
 
Paulina. Here 't is ; commends it to your blessings. 
 
 Act II, Scene III, line 66. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 27 
 
 Leontesl Force her hence. 
 
 Paulina. Let him that makes but trifles of his eyes 
 First hand me: on mine own accord 1 11 off; 
 But first I '11 do my errand. The good queen. 
 For she is good, hath brought you forth a 
 
 daughter ; 65 
 
 Here 't is ; commends it to your blessings. 
 
 [Laying down the child. 
 
 Leontes. Out! 
 
 A mankind witch ! Hence with her, out o' door ! 
 
 Paulina. Not so : 
 
 I am as ignorant in that as you 
 
 In so entithng 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 child. 
 
 Thou dotard! thou art woman-tired, unroosted 
 
 By thy dame Partlet here. Take up the creature; 75 
 
 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. 
 
 63 hand = lay hands on. 67 mankind = mannish. 74 woman-tired = 
 henpecked. 75 Partlet, a hen : primarily a woman's neck-rulF. 
 
 78 forced = unjust. 
 
28 THE WmTER'S TALE [actii 
 
 Paulina. So I would you did. so 
 
 Leontes. A nest of traitors ! 
 
 Antigonus. I am none, by this good light. 
 
 Paulina. Nor I, nor any 
 
 But one that 's here, and that 's himself, for he 83 
 
 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. 
 
 Leontes. A callat 90 
 
 Of boundless tongue, who late hath beat her hus- 
 band 
 
 And now baits me! This child is none of mine; 
 
 Hence with it, and together with the dam 
 
 Commit them to the fire! 
 
 Paulina. It is yours; 95 
 
 Behold, my lords. 
 
 Although the print be httle, the whole matter 
 
 And copy of the father, eye, nose, Hp, 
 
 The trick of 's frown, his forehead, nay, the val- 
 ley, 100 
 
 The pretty dimples of his chin and cheek. 
 
 His smiles. 
 
 The very mould and frame of hand, nail, finger. 
 
 Leontes. A gross hag! 
 
 And, lozel, thou art worthy to be hang'd, 
 
 90 callat = scolding woman. 
 
 91 beat : probably pronounced the same as bait in Shakespeare's time. 
 
 100 valley. Note 16. 109 lozel = a good-for-nothing. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 29 
 
 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. 
 
 Leontes. 1 11 ha' thee burnt. 
 
 Paulina. I care not: 
 
 It is an heretic that makes the fire, iis 
 
 Not she which burns in 't. I '11 not call you tyrant ; 
 But this most cruel usage of your queen, 
 Not able to produce more accusation 
 Than your own weak-hinged fancy, something sa- 
 vours 
 Of tyranny and wiU 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. 125 
 Look to your babe, my lord ; 't is yours : Jove send 
 
 her 
 A better guiding spirit! What needs these hands? 
 
 116 she which burns. Note 3 (6). 118 Not able, Note 9. 
 127 hands, i.e., of the lords who were putting her out. 
 
30 THE WINTER'S TALE [actii 
 
 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, iso 
 
 Leontes. Thou, traitor, hast set on thy wife to this. 
 
 My child ? away with 't ! Even thou, that hast 
 
 A heart so tender o'er it, take it hence 
 
 And see it instantly consumed with fire; 
 
 Even thou and none but thou. Take it up straight: 135 
 
 Within this hour bring me word 't is done, 
 
 And by good testimony, or I '11 seize thy life. 
 
 With what thou else caU'st thine. 
 
 Go, take it to the fire ; 140 
 
 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 Hege, 
 
 He is not guilty of her coming hither. 145 
 
 Leontes. You 're Hars all. 
 
 First Lord. Beseech your highness, give us better 
 
 credit : 
 We have always truly served you, and beseech you 
 So to esteem of us, and on our knees we beg, 
 As recompense of our dear services iso 
 
 Past and to come, that you do change this pur- 
 pose, 
 
 150 dear = honorable. ' 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 31 
 
 Which being so horrible, so bloody, must 
 
 Lead on to some foul issue : we aU kneel. 
 
 Leontes. I am a feather for each wind that blows : 
 
 Better burn it now. But be it ; let it live. 157 
 
 It shall not neither. You, sir, come you hither; 
 
 You that have been so tenderly officious 
 
 With Lady Margery, your wife there, leo 
 
 What will you adventure 
 
 To save this babe's life? 
 
 Antigonus. Any thing, my lord. 
 
 That my ability may undergo 
 
 And nobleness impose: at least thus much: les 
 
 I 'U 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 loose-tongued wife. 
 Whom for this time we pardon. We enjoin thee. 
 As thou art liege-man to us, that thou carry 
 This female infant hence and that thou bear it 175 
 To some remote and desert place quite out 
 Of our dominions, and that there thou leave it, 
 
 176 desert place, Note 14. 
 
32 THE WINTER'S TALE [actii 
 
 Without more mercy, to it own protection 
 And favour of the chmate. As by strange fortune 
 It came to us, I do in justice charge thee, iso 
 
 On thy soul's peril and thy body's torture. 
 That thou commend it strangely to some place 
 Where chance may nurse or end it. Take it up. 
 Antigonus. I swear to do this, though a present 
 
 death 
 Had been more merciful. Come on, poor babe : iss 
 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 ! [Edt with the child. 
 
 Enter a Servant. 
 
 Servant. Please your highness, posts 
 
 From those you sent to the oracle are come 
 
 An hour since: Cleomenes and Dion, 195 
 
 Being well arrived from Delphos, are both landed, 
 
 Hasting to the court. 
 
 First Lord. So please you, sir, their speed 
 
 Hath been beyond account. 
 
 Leontes. Twenty-three days 
 
 178 it = its, Note 5 (6). 182 commend . . . place = take it to some 
 
 strange (foreign) place, Notes 3 and 7. 187 Wolves, Note 17. 
 
 190 require = deserve. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 33 
 
 They have been absent: 'tis 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 accused, so shall she have 
 A just and open trial. While she lives 205 
 
 My heart will be a burthen to me. Leave me, 
 And think upon my bidding. [Exeunt. 
 
ACT III 
 
 Scene I. A sea-port in Sidlia. 
 
 Enter Cleomenes and Dion, Lords of Sicilia. 
 
 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 rever- 
 ence 5 
 Of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice ! 
 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 surprised 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, i5 
 
 So forcing faults upon Hermione, 
 
 2 isle. Note 13. 14 time is worth, etc. = the time has been well spent. 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 35 
 
 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 ! [Exeunt. 
 
 Scene II. A court of Justice. 
 
 Enter Leontes, Lords, and Officers. 
 
 Leontes. This sessions, to our great grief we pro- 
 nounce, 
 Even pushes 'gainst our heart: the party tried 
 The daughter of a king, our wife, and one 
 Of us too much beloved. Let us be clear'd 
 Of being tyi-annous, since we so openly 5 
 
 Proceed in justice, which shaU have due course. 
 Produce the prisoner. 
 
 Officer. It is his highness' pleasure that the queen 
 Appear in person here in court. Silence ! 10 
 
 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 
 
 17 carriage = management. 
 20 Shall the contents discover = shall disclose its contents. 
 
36 THE WINTER'S TALE [acthi 
 
 and arraigned of high treason, with Polixenes, 
 king of Bohemia, and conspiring with Camillo to 
 take away the life of our sovereign lord the king, 
 thy royal husband : the pretence whereof being by 
 circumstances partly laid open, thou, Hermione, 
 contrary to the faith and allegiance of a true sub- 
 ject, didst counsel and aid them, for their better 
 safety, to fly away by night. 
 Hermione. Since what I am to say must be but 
 
 that 
 Which contradicts my accusation and 
 The testimony on my part no other 25 
 
 But what comes from myself, it shall scarce boot 
 
 me 
 To say 'not guilty.' But if powers divine 
 Behold our human actions, as they do, 30 
 
 I doubt hot then but innocence shall make 
 False accusation blush and tyranny 
 Tremble at patience. You, my lord, best know. 
 Who least will seem to do so, my past life 
 Hath been as true, 35 
 
 As I am now unhappy ; which is more 
 Than history can pattern. For behold me 
 A fellow of the royal house, which owe 
 A moiety of the throne, a great king's daughter, 40 
 The mother to a hopeful prince, here standing 
 
 18 pretence — design. 39 owe = own, Note 5 (6). 
 
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 To prate and talk for life and honour 'fore 
 
 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, 45 
 
 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: if one jot beyond 51 
 
 The bound of honour, or in act or will 
 
 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 55 
 
 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 eo 
 
 Which comes to me in name of fault, I must not 
 
 At all acknowledge. Now, for conspiracy, 
 
 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 ; 75 
 
 56 wanted less impudence, a kind of double negative : let wanted = had. 
 Note 4. 60 More than mistress, etc. = I must not acknowledge more 
 faults than I have. 
 
38 THE WINTER'S TALE [actiii 
 
 And why he left your court, the gods themselves, 
 
 Wotting no more than 1, are ignorant. 
 
 Leontes. You knew of his departure, as you know 
 
 What you have underta'en to do in 's absence. 
 
 Hermione. Sir, so 
 
 You speak a language that I understand not : 
 
 My hfe stands in the level of your dreams. 
 
 Which I '11 lay down. 
 
 Leontes. Your actions are my dreams. 
 
 So thou 90 
 
 Shalt feel our justice, in whose easiest passage 
 
 Look for no less than death. 
 
 Hermione. Sir, spare your threats : 
 
 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, 95 
 
 I do give lost; for I do feel it gone. 
 
 But know not how it went. My second joy. 
 
 From his presence 
 
 I am barr'd, like one infectious. My third comfort, 
 
 Starr 'd most unluckily, is from my breast, 100 
 
 Haled out to murder: myself on every post 
 
 Proclaimed : with immodest hatred hurried 
 
 Here to this place, i' the open air. My liege, loe 
 
 Tell me what blessings I have here alive, 
 
 77 Wotting = knowing, i. e. , if they know. 9 1 passage, i. e. , the sentence. 
 
 93 bug = bugbear. 94 commodity = advantage. 
 
 100 Starred : see note on II, 1, 105. 102 Haled = dragged. 
 
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 That I should fear to die? Therefore proceed. 
 
 But yet hear this; mistake me not; no life, no 
 
 I prize it not a straw, but for mine honour. 
 
 Which I would free, if I shall be condemn'd 
 
 Upon surmises, I tell you 
 
 'T is rigour and not law. Your honours aU, 115 
 
 I do refer me to the oracle: 
 
 Apollo be my judge! 
 
 First Lord. This your request 
 
 Is altogether just: therefore bring forth. 
 
 And in Apollo's name, his oracle. 
 
 [Exeunt certain Officers. 
 
 Hermione. The Emperor of Russia was my father: 120 
 O that he were alive, and here beholding 
 His daughter's trial! that he did but see 
 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, 125 
 
 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 ApoUo's priest and that since then 
 You have not dared to break the holy seal 130 
 
 115 rigour = violence. 
 
40 THE WINTER'S TALE [actiii 
 
 Nor read the secrets in 't. 
 Cleomenes and Dion. All this we swear. 
 
 Leontes. Break up the seals and read. 
 Officer. [Reads] Hermione is innocent; Polixenes 
 blameless; Camillo a true subject; Leontes a jeal- 
 ous tyrant ; and the king shall live without an 135 
 heir, if that which is lost be not found. 
 Lords. Now blessed be the great Apollo ! 
 Hermione. Praised ! 
 
 Leontes. Hast thou read truth ? 
 Officer. Ay, my lord; even so 
 
 As it is here set down. i4o 
 
 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! 
 
 Leontes. What is the business ? 
 
 Servant. O sir, I shall be hated to report it! 
 
 The prince your son is gone. 
 
 Leontes. How! gone! 
 
 Servant. Is dead, ue 
 
 Leontes. Apollo 's angry ; and the heavens them- 
 selves 
 
 Do strike at my injustice. [Hermione swoons.l How 
 now- there! 
 
 Paulina. This news is mortal to the queen: look 
 down 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 41 
 
 And see what death is doing. 
 
 Leontes. Take her hence: i5o 
 
 Her heart is but o'ercharged; she will recover: 
 
 I have too much believed mine own suspicion: 
 
 Beseech you, tenderly apply to her 
 
 Some remedies for life. 
 
 [Exeunt Paulina and Ladies, with Hermione. 
 Apollo, pardon 
 My great profaneness 'gainst thine oracle ! 155 
 
 1 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 leo 
 
 Camillo for the minister to poison 
 My friend PoHxenes: which had been done, 
 But that the good mind of Camillo tardied 
 My swift command : he, most humane lee 
 
 And fiU'd 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, 170 
 
 No richer than his honour: how he glisters 
 Thorough my rust! and how his piety 
 Does my deeds make the blacker! 
 
 168 Unclasped my practice = revealed my plot. 
 171 No richer than his honour = with no riches except his honor. 
 
42 THE WINTER'S TALE [actih 
 
 Re-enter Paulina. 
 
 Paulina. Woe the while! 
 
 O, cut my lace, lest my heart, cracking it. 
 
 Break too ! 
 
 First Lord. What fit is this, good lady? 175 
 
 Paulina. O lords. 
 
 When I have said, cry 'woe!' — the queen, the 
 queen, 201 
 
 The sweet'st, dear'st creature 's dead, and ven- 
 geance for 't 
 
 Not dropp'd down yet. 
 
 First Lord. The higher powers forbid! 
 
 Paulina. I say she's dead; I'll swear 't. If word 
 nor oath 
 
 Prevail not, go and see : if you can bring 205 
 
 Tincture or lustre in her Hp, 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 210 
 
 To nothing but despair. 
 
 Leontes. Go on, go on : 215 
 
 Thou canst not speak too much ; I have deserved 
 
 All tongues to talk their bitterest. 
 
 First Lord. Say no more: 
 
 Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault 
 
 206 Tincture, etc. = color in her lip or luster in her eye, Note 7 (a). 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 43 
 
 I' the boldness of your speech. 
 
 Paulina. I am sorry for 't: 
 
 All faults I make, when I shaU come to know 
 
 them, 220 
 
 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 
 At my petition; I beseech you, rather 225 
 
 Let me be punish'd, that have minded you 
 Of what you should forget. Now, good my liege, 
 Sir, royal sir, forgive a foolish woman : 
 The love I bore your queen — lo, fool again! — 
 I 'U speak of her no more, nor of your children ; 230 
 I '11 not remember you of my own lord. 
 Who is lost too: take your patience to you. 
 And I '11 say nothing. 
 
 Leontes. Thou didst speak but well 
 
 When most the truth; which I receive much bet- 
 ter 
 Than to be pitied of thee. Prithee, bring me 235 
 
 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 240 
 
44 THE WINTER'S TALE [actih 
 
 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 
 Unto these sorrows. [Exeunt. 
 
 Scene III. Bohemia. A desert country near the sea. 
 
 Enter Antigonus with a child, and a Mariner. 
 
 Antigonus. 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 5 
 And frown upon 's. 
 Antigonus. 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 ; 
 Besides, this place is famous for the creatures 
 Of prey that keep upon 't. 
 Antigonus. Go thou away: 
 
 1 11 follow instantly. 
 
 243 daily vow to use. Note 7. 1 perfect = certain. 
 2 Bohemia, Note 13. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 45 
 
 Marmer. I am glad at heart 
 
 To be so rid o' the business. [Exit. 
 
 Antigonus. Come, poor babe: is 
 
 I have heard, but not beheved, 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 
 In pure white robes ; 
 Like very sanctity, she did approach 
 My cabin where I lay; thrice bow'd and anon 24 
 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, so 
 
 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 35 
 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 squared by this. I do believe 
 
 39 toys = trifles. 41 squared = ruled, guided. 
 
46 THE WINTER'S TALE [actiii 
 
 Hermione hath suffer 'd death, and that 
 
 Apollo would the babe should here be laid. 
 
 Either for life or death, upon the earth. 45 
 
 Blossom, speed thee well! 
 
 There he, 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 thiis exposed so 
 To loss and what may follow! Weep I cannot. 
 But my heart bleeds; and most accursed 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 55 
 
 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 hy a hear. 
 
 Enter a Shepherd. 
 
 Shepherd. I would there were no age between six- 
 teen and three-and-twenty, or that youth would eo 
 sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the be- 
 tween but wronging the ancientry, stealing, fight- es 
 ing — Hark you now! Would any but these boiled 
 
 47 character = a written scroll giving the child's name and age. 
 
 47 these, coins and jewels. 48 breed = offer support for. 
 
 63 ancientry = people of old (noble) famihes. 
 
 64 boiled brains ~ hot-headed fellows. 
 
SCENE III] THE WmTER'S TALE 47 
 
 brains of nineteen and two-and-twenty hunt this es 
 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, 'tis by the 
 sea-side, browsing of ivy. Good luck, an 't be thy 
 will! what have we here? Mercy on's, a barne; a 70 
 very pretty barne! A boy or a child, I wonder? 
 A pretty one; a very pretty one: I '11 take it up 
 for pity: yet I '11 tarry till my son come; he hal- 
 looed but even now. Whoa, ho, hoa! 
 
 Enter Clown. 
 
 Clown. Hilloa, loa! so 
 
 Shepherd. What, art so near? If thou 'It see a 
 thing to talk on when thou art dead, 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 85 
 now the sky : betwixt the firmament and it you 
 cannot thrust a bodkin's point. 
 Shepherd. Why, boy, how is it? 
 Clown. I would you did but see how it chafes, 
 how it rages, how it takes up the shore ! but that 's 90 
 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 
 
 69 an 't be thy will = if it be thy will. 70 barne = child. 
 7 1 child = girl. 94 yest = foam. 
 
48 THE WINTER'S TALE [actih 
 
 you 'Id thrust a cork into a hogshead. And then 95 
 for the land-service, to see how the bear tore out 
 his shoulder-bone; 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 100 
 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. 
 Shepherd. Name of mercy, when was this, boy ? 105 
 Clown. Now, now : I have not winked since I saw 
 these sights: the men are not yet cold under 
 water, nor the bear hah* dined on the gentleman: 
 he 's at it now. 
 
 Shepherd. Would I had been by, to have helped no 
 the old man ! 
 
 Clown. I would you had been by the ship's side, 
 to have helped her: there your charity would have 
 lacked footing. 
 
 Shepherd. Heavy matters! heavy matters! but 115 
 look thee here, boy. Now bless thyself: thou met- 
 test with things dying, I with things new-born. 
 Here 's a sight for thee ; look thee, a bearing-cloth 
 for a squire's child! look thee here; take up, take 
 
 96 land-service : the metaphor is that of a battle fought by land and 
 naval forces at the same time. 100 flap-dragon'd = swallowed whole. 
 Note 18. 118 bearing-cloth = the wrapping in which a child was 
 
 carried to church for baptism. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 49 
 
 up, boy; open't. So, let's see: it was told me I 120 
 should be rich by the fairies. This is some change- 
 ling: open't. What's within, boy? 
 Clown. You 're a made old man : if the sins of 
 your youth are forgiven you, you 're well to hve. 125 
 Gold! all gold! 
 
 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 re- 
 quires nothing but secrecy. Let my sheep go: 130 
 come, good boy, the next way home. 
 Clown. Go you the next way with your findings. 
 I '11 go see if the bear be gone from the gentle- 
 man and how much he hath eaten: they are 
 never curst but when they are hungry: if there 135 
 be any of him left, I '11 bury it. 
 Shepherd. That 's a good deed. If thou mayest dis- 
 cern by that which is left of him what he is, fetch 
 me to the sight of him. 
 
 Clown. Marry, will I ; and you shall help to put i40 
 him i' the ground. 
 Shepherd. 'T is a lucky day, boy, and we '11 do 
 
 good deeds on 't. [Exeunt. 
 
 135 curst = malicious. 140 Marry = indeed. 
 
ACT IV 
 
 Scene I 
 [This Scene is omitted.] 
 A lapse of siocteen years. 
 
 Scene II. Bohemia. The palace of Poliocenes. 
 
 Enter Polixenes and Camillo. 
 
 Poliocenes. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no more 
 importunate: 'tis a sickness denying thee any 
 thing; a death to grant this. 
 Camillo. It is fifteen years since I saw my coun- 
 try: though I have for the most part been aired 5 
 abroad, I desire to lay my bones there. Besides, 
 the penitent king, my master, hath sent for me. 
 Poliocenes. As thou lovest me, Camillo, wipe not ii 
 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 businesses which 15 
 none without thee can sufficiently manage, must 
 either stay to execute them thyself or take away 
 with thee the very services thou hast done. Of 19 
 that fatal country, Sicilia, prithee speak no more; 
 whose very naming punishes me with the re- 
 membrance of that penitent, as thou callest him, 25 
 
 4 fifteen : an accident for sixteen. 5 been aired = breathed -.i.e., lived. 
 
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 and reconciled king, my brother; whose loss of 26 
 his most precious queen and children are even 
 now to be afresh lamented. Say to me, when 
 sawest thou the Prince Florizel, my son ? 
 Camillo. Sir, it is three days since I saw the prince. 32 
 What his happier affairs may be, are to me un- 
 known: he is of late much retired from court. 
 Polixenes. I have considered so much, Camillo, 
 and with some care; so far that I have eyes un- 4o 
 der my service which look upon his removedness; 
 from whom I have this intelligence, that he is 
 seldom from the house of a most homely shep- 
 herd; a man, they say, that from very nothing, 
 and beyond the imagination of his neighbours, is 45 
 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 
 her is extended more than can be thought to be- 
 gin from such a cottage. 50 
 Polixenes. That 's likewise part of my intelligence ; 
 but, I fear, the angle that plucks our son thither. 
 Thou shalt accompany us to the place; where we 
 will have some question with the shepherd; from 55 
 whose simplicity I think it not uneasy to get the 
 cause of my son's resort thither. Prithee, be my 
 
 39 considered . . . with care = noticed . . . with anxiety. 40 eyes, 
 
 i.e., spies. 41 his removedness, i.e., him at a distance. 52 the angle, 
 etc. = she is the bait (attraction), etc. 56 mieasy = diiScult. 
 
52 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 present partner in this business, and lay aside the 
 thoughts of Siciha. 
 
 Camillo. I wilhngly obey your conimand. eo 
 
 Polixenes. My best Camillo! We must disguise 
 
 ourselves. [Exeunt. 
 
 Scene III. A road near the Shepherd's cottage. 
 
 Enter Autolycus^ a rogue, singing. 
 
 When daffodils begin to peer, 
 
 With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, 
 
 Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; 
 For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. 
 
 The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, 5 
 
 With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they 
 sing! 
 
 Doth set my pugging tooth on edge; 
 For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. 
 
 The lark, that tirra-lyra chants. 
 
 With heigh ! with heigh ! the thrush and the jay, lo 
 Are summer songs for me and my aunts. 
 
 While we lie tumbling in the hay. 
 
 I have served Prince Florizel and in my time 
 wore three-pile; but now I am out of service: 
 
 1 peer = appear, Note 19. 2 doxy = sweetheart. 4 pale = limit. 
 
 7 pugging = thieving ; as we say sweet-tooth. 
 
 14 three-pile = rich velvet. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 53 
 
 But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? i5 
 
 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 hve. 
 
 And bear the sow-skin budget, 20 
 
 Then my account I well may give, 
 
 And in the stocks avouch it. 
 
 My traffic is sheets; when the kite builds, look to 
 lesser linen. My father named me Autolycus; 
 who was likewise a snapper-up of unconsidered 26 
 trifles. 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 30 
 come, I sleep out the thought of it. A prize! a 
 prize! 
 
 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 ? 35 
 
 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 
 
 20 sow-skin budget = pedlar's pack. 23 My traffic. Note 20. 
 26 unconsidered = unwatched. 33 every 'leven, etc. = every eleven 
 sheep yields a tod (twenty-eight pounds of wool). 
 
54 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 feast ? Three pound of sugar, five pound of cur- 40 
 rants, rice, — wliat 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-song-men all, and very good ones; but they 45 
 are most of them means and bases ; but one puri- 
 tan amongst them, and he sings psalms to horn- 
 pipes. I must have saffron to colour the warden 
 pies ; mace; dates ? — none, that 's out of my note ; 
 nutmegs, seven ; a race or two of ginger, but that 50 
 I may beg ; four pound of prunes, and as many 
 of raisins o' the sun. 
 Autolycus. O that ever I was born! 
 
 [Grovelling on the ground. 
 
 Clown. I' the name of me— 
 
 Autolycus. O, help me, help me! pluck but off 55 
 these rags; and then, death, death! 
 Clown. Alack, poor soul! thou hast need of 
 more rags to lay on thee, rather than have these 
 off. 
 
 Autolycus. O sir, the loathsomeness of them of- 
 fends me more than the stripes I have received, eo 
 which are mighty ones and millions. 
 
 45 three-man-song-men = singers of three-part songs, — treble, mean 
 (tenor), and bass. 47 horn-pipes = dance-tmies. 48 warden = a large, 
 hard pear. 49 note = list of things : here in memory. 50 race = root. 
 52 raisins o' the sun = raisins. 
 
SCENE m J THE WmTER'S TALE 55 
 
 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 de- 65 
 testable things put upon me. 
 Clown. What, by a horseman, or a footman? 
 Autolycus. A footman, sweet sir, a footman. 
 Clown. Indeed, he should be a footman by the gar- 
 ments he has left with thee : if this be a horseman's 70 
 coat, it hath seen very hot service. Lend me thy 
 hand, I 'U help thee : come, lend me thy hand. 
 Autolycus. O, good sir, tenderly, O ! 
 Clown. Alas, poor soul! 75 
 
 Autolycus. O, good sir, softly, good sir! I fear, 
 sir, my shoulder-blade is out. 
 Clown. How now! canst stand? 
 Autolycus. {Picking Ms pocket] Softly, dear sir; good 
 sir, softly. You ha' done me a charitable office. so 
 Clown. Dost lack any money? I have a httle 
 money for thee. 
 
 Autolycus. No, good sweet sir; no, I beseech you, 
 sir: I have a kinsman not past three-quarters of 85 
 a mile hence, unto whom I was going; I shall 
 there have money, or any thing I want : oiFer me 
 no money, I pray you ; that kills my heart. 
 Clown. What manner of fellow was he that 
 robbed you? 90 
 
56 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 Autolycus. A fellow, sir, that I have known to 
 go about with troU-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 cer- 
 tainly whipped out of the court. 
 Clown. His vices, you would say ; there 's no vir- 
 tue whipped out of the court: they cherish it to 
 make it stay there. 99 
 
 Autolycus. 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 mo- 
 tion of the Prodigal Son, and married a tinker's 
 wife within a mile where my land and living lies ; 
 and, having flown over many knavish professions, 
 he settled only in rogue : some call him Autolycus. 
 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. m 
 
 Clown. Not a more cowardly rogue in all Bohe- 
 mia: if you had but looked big and spit at him, 
 he 'Id have run. 
 
 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. 
 
 92 troll-my-dames = a game resembling bagatelle. 
 
 102 compassed a motion = obtained a puppet-show. 
 
 108 prig = thief. 
 
SCENE IV ] THE WINTER'S TALE 57 
 
 Clown. How do you now? 
 
 Autolycus. Sweet sir, much better than I was; I 
 can stand and walk: I will even take my leave 120 
 of you, and pace softly towards my kinsman's. 
 Clown. Shall I bring thee on the way? 
 Autolycus. No, good-faced sir; no, sweet sir. 
 Clown. Then fare thee well: I must go buy spices 
 for our sheep-shearing. 125 
 
 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 cheat bring out another 
 and the shearers prove sheep, let me be unrolled 130 
 and my name put in the book of virtue ! 
 [Sings'] Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way. 
 
 And merrily hent the stile-a: 
 A merry heart goes all the day. 
 
 Your sad tires in a mile-a. [Exit. 135 
 
 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 
 
 130 unrolled, i.e., from the list of thieves. 
 133 hent = take, i.e., leap over. 1 weeds = garments. 
 
58 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 Is as a meeting of the petty gods. 
 
 And you the queen on 't. 
 
 Perdita. Sir, my gracious lord, 5 
 
 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 obscured 
 
 With a swain's wearing, and me, poor lowly maid. 
 
 Most goddess-like prank'd up: but that our feasts lo 
 
 In every mess have folly and the feeders 
 
 Digest it with a custom, I should blush 
 
 To see you so attired. 
 
 Florizel. I bless the time 
 
 When my good falcon made her flight across 15 
 
 Thy father's ground. 
 
 Perdita. Now Jove afford you cause ! 
 
 To me the difference forges dread; your greatness 
 
 Hath not been used to fear. Even now I tremble 
 
 To think your father, by some accident, 
 
 Should pass this way as you did: O, the Fates! 20 
 
 How would he look ? What would he say ? Or how 
 
 Should I, in these my borrow 'd flaunts, behold 23 
 
 The sternness of his presence ? 
 
 Florizel. Apprehend 
 
 Nothing but jolUty. The gods themselves, 25 
 
 6 extremes = fanciful extravagance in dress and conduct. 
 
 9 wearing = dress. 1 1 mess = tableful of people. 
 
 12 with a custom = from habit. 17 difference, i.e., in rank. 
 
 23 flaunts = fineries. 
 
30 
 
 36 
 
 40 
 
 45 
 
 SCENE IV ] THE WINTER'S TALE 59 
 
 Humbling their deities to love, have taken 
 The shapes of beasts upon them: Jupiter 
 Became a bull, and bellow'd; the green Neptune 
 A ram, and bleated; and the fire-robed god, 
 Golden Apollo, a poor humble swain, 
 As I seem now. Their transformations 
 Were never for a piece of beauty rarer. 
 Perdita. Your resolution cannot hold, when 't is 
 Opposed, as it must be, by the power of the king. 
 Florizel. Thou dearest Perdita, 
 
 With these forced thoughts, I prithee, darken not 
 The mirth o' the feast. Or I '11 be thine, my fair. 
 Or not my father's. 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. Your guests ap- 
 proach : 
 Address yourself to entertain them sprightly. 
 And let 's be red with mirth. 
 
 Enter Shepherd, Clown, Mopsa, Dorcas (Shepherdesses), 
 and others, with Polixenes and Camillo disguised. 
 
 Shepherd. Fie, daughter! when my old wife hved, 
 upon 55 
 
 27 Jupiter, Note 21. 41 forced = exaggerated, anxious. 
 
60 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 This day she was both pantler, butler, cook, 
 
 Both dame and servant; welcomed all, served all; 
 
 Would sing her song and dance her turn ; nowhere. 
 
 At upper end o' the table, now i' the middle; 
 
 On his shoulder, and his; her face o' fire eo 
 
 With labour, and the thing she took to quench it 
 
 She would to each one sip. You are retired. 
 
 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 65 
 
 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 Polixenes] Sir, welcome: 7o 
 
 It is my father's wiU 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: 75 
 
 Grace and remembrance be to you both, 
 And welcome to our shearing! 
 
 60 shoulder, etc., i.e., as she waited on the guests at table. 
 74 rosemary and rue : symbols of grace and remembrance. 
 
SCENE IV ] THE WINTER'S TALE 61 
 
 Polixenes. 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 so 
 Of trembhng 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. 
 
 Poliocenes. Wherefore, gentle maiden, ss 
 
 Do you neglect them? 
 
 Perdita. For I have heard it said 
 
 There is an art which in their piedness shares 
 With great creating nature. 
 Poliocenes. Say there be; 
 
 Yet nature is made better by no mean 
 But nature makes that mean: so, over that art 9o 
 Which you say adds to nature, is an art 
 That nature makes. 
 Perdita. So it is. 
 
 Poliocenes. Then make your garden rich in gillyvors, 
 And do not call them bastards. 
 Perdita. I 'U not put 
 
 The dibble in earth to set one slip of them ; loo 
 
 82 gillyvors. Note 22. 83 bastards — spurious things, imitations. 
 
62 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 No more than were I painted I would wish 
 
 This youth should say 't were well. 
 
 Here 's flowers for you ; 
 
 Hot lavender, mints, savory, marjoram; 
 
 The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun 105 
 
 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. 
 
 Camillo. I should leave grazing, were I of your flock. 
 
 And only live by gazing. 
 
 Perdita. Out, alas! 110 
 
 You 'Id be so lean, that blasts of January 
 
 Would 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: 
 O Proserpina, iie 
 
 For the flowers now, that frighted thou let'st fall 
 From Dis's wagon! daffodils. 
 That come before the swallow dares, and take 
 The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, 120 
 But sweeter than the Hds of Juno's eyes 
 Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses. 
 That die unmarried, ere they can behold 
 Bright Phoebus in his strength ^ — a malady 
 
 116 Proserpina, Note 23. 121 Juno, Note 21. 
 
SCENE IV] THE WINTER'S TALE 63 
 
 Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and 125 
 
 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 135 
 
 Still betters what is done. When you speak, sweet, 
 I 'Id have you do it ever : when you sing, 
 I 'Id 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 140 
 A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do 
 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, 145 
 That all your acts are queens. 
 
 129 corse = corpse : in Shakespeare's time either a Uving ("quick") or 
 dead body. 134 Whitsun, Note 24. 136 betters what is done. 
 
 Note 25. 
 
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 Perdita. O Doricles, 
 
 Your praises are too large. 
 
 Florizel. Our dance, I pray: 153 
 
 Your hand, my Perdita: so turtles pair, 
 
 That never mean to part. 
 
 Perdita. I '11 swear for 'em. 155 
 
 Poliooenes. 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 leo 
 The queen of curds and cream. 
 Clown. Come on, strike up! 
 
 Dorcas. Mopsa must be your mistress: marry, 
 
 garhc. 
 To mend her kissing with ! 
 Mopsa. Now, in good time! 
 
 Clown. Not a word, a word; we stand upon our 
 
 manners. 
 Come, strike up! les 
 
 \Music. Here a dance of Shepherds and Shepherdesses. 
 
 Poliocenes. Pray, good shepherd, what fair swain 
 is this 
 
 154 turtles = turtle-doves. 160 good sooth = in truth. 
 162 garlic, etc., i.e., let her eat garlic. 
 
Florizel Our dance, I pray : 
 
 Your hand, my Perdita. 
 
 Act IV, Scene IV, line 153. 
 
SCENE IV] THE WINTER'S TALE 65 
 
 Which dances with your daughter? 
 
 Shepherd. They call him Doricles; and boasts 
 
 himself 
 To have a worthy feeding: but I have it 
 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 gazed the moon 
 Upon the water as he 'U stand and read 
 As 't were my daughter's eyes : and, to be plain, 
 I think there is not half a kiss to choose 175 
 
 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. • iso 
 
 Enter Servant. 
 
 Servant. O master, if you did but hear the pedlar 
 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 eaten ballads i85 
 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 dole- 
 
 169 worthy feeding = valuable pasture-land. 169 but = merely, Note 7. 
 176 another = the other ; featly = neatly. 
 
66 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 ful matter merrily set down, or a very pleasant 
 thing indeed and sung lamentably. i90 
 
 Servant. He hath songs for man or woman, of all 
 sizes; no milHner can so fit his customers with 
 gloves : he has the prettiest love-songs for maids ; 
 with such delicate burthens of dildos and fadings. 195 
 Polixenes. This is a brave fellow. 
 Clown. Believe me, thou talkest of an admirable 
 conceited fellow. Has he any unbraided wares? 
 Servant. He hath ribbons of all the colours i' the 205 
 rainbow; points more than all the lawyers in 
 Bohemia can learnedly handle, though they come 
 to him by the gross: inkles, caddisses, cambrics, 
 lawns: why, he sings 'em over as they were gods 
 or goddesses; you would think a smock were a 210 
 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. [Exit Servant. 
 
 Enter Autolycus, singing. 
 
 Lawn as white as driven snow; 220 
 
 Cyprus black as e'er was crow; 
 Gloves as sweet as damask roses; 
 Masks for faces and for noses; 
 
 195 dildos and fadings, Note 19. 202 brave = fine. 204 unbraided : 
 the clown's blunder for embroidered. 206 points = laces woven in 
 
 points. 208 inkles = cheap tapes ; caddisses = worsted ribbons. 
 
 211 sleeve-hand = cuiF. 212 square =front or bosom. 221 Cyprus = 
 crape. 
 
SCENE IV] THE WINTER'S TALE 67 
 
 Bugle bracelet, necklace amber, 
 
 Perfume for a lady's chamber; 225 
 
 Golden quoifs and stomachers. 
 
 For my lads to give their dears: 
 
 Pins and poking-sticks of steel. 
 
 What maids lack from head to heel: 
 
 Come buy of me, come ; come buy, come buy ; 230 
 
 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 en- 
 thralled as I am, it will also be the bondage of 235 
 certain ribbons and gloves. 
 
 Mopsa. I was promised them against the feast; but 
 they come not too late now. Come, you promised 252 
 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? 255 
 
 Autolycus. And indeed, sir, there are cozeners 
 abroad ; therefore it behoves men to be wary. 
 Clown. Fear not thou, man, thou shalt lose noth- 
 ing here. 
 
 Autolycus. I hope so, sir; for I have about me 260 
 many parcels of charge. 
 
 224 Bugle = an elongated bead. 226 quoifs = caps ; stomachers = 
 
 stiffened fronts for ladies' bodices. 228 poking-sticks = rods for 
 
 fluting ruffs. 253 tawdry-lace = necklace ; from St. Audrey, on whose 
 day a fair was held. 261 charge = value. 
 
68 THE WmTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 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, 265 
 how a usurer's wife longed to eat adders' heads 
 and toads carbonadoed. 
 Mopsa. Is it true, think you? 
 
 Autolycus. Very true, and but a month old. 270 
 
 Dorcas. Bless me from marrying a usurer! 
 Autolycus. Here 's the name to 't, one Mistress 
 Tale-porter. Why should I carry lies abroad ? 275 
 Mopsa. Pray you now, buy it. 
 Clown. Come on, lay it by : and let 's first see 
 more ballads; we '11 buy the other things anon. 
 Autolycus. Here 's another ballad of a fish, that 
 appeared upon the coast on Wednesday the four- 280 
 score of April, forty thousand fathom above wa- 
 ter, 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 piti- 285 
 ful and as true. 
 
 Dorcas. Is it true too, think you ? 
 Autolycus. Five justices' hands at it, and wit- 
 nesses more than my pack will hold. 
 Clown. Lay it by too : another. 290 
 
 262 ballads, Note 26. 264 o' life = on my life : a mUd oath. 
 268 carbonadoed = broiled. 
 
SCENE IV ] THE WINTER'S TALE 69 
 
 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;' 295 
 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; 'tis in three parts. 
 Dorcas. We had the tune on 't a month ago. 300 
 Autolycus. I can bear my part; you must know 
 'tis my occupation; have at it with you. 
 
 Song. 
 
 A. Get you hence, for I must go 
 Where it fits not you to know. 
 
 i). Whither? M. O, whither? Z). Whither? 305 
 M. It becomes thy oath full well. 
 Thou to me thy secrets tell. 
 D. Me too, let me go thither. 
 M. Or thou goest to the grange or mill. 
 D. If to either, thou dost ill. 310 
 
 A. Neither. D. What, neither? A. Neither. 
 D. Thou hast sworn my love to be. 
 M. Thou hast sworn it more to me : 
 Then whither goest? say, whither? 
 Clown. We '11 have this song out anon by our- 315 
 
 294 passing = surpassingly, exceedingly. 302 have at it = begin it. 
 
70 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 selves: my father and the gentlemen are in sad 
 talk, and we '11 not trouble them. Come, bring 
 away thy pack after me. Wenches, I '11 buy for 
 you both. Pedlar, let 's have the first choice. Fol- 
 low me, girls. [Exit with Dorcas and Mopsa. 320 
 
 Autolycus. And you shall pay well for 'em. 
 
 [Follows singing. 
 
 Will you buy any tape. 
 
 Or lace for your cape. 
 My dainty duck, my dear-a? 
 
 Any silk, any thread, ^ 325 
 
 Any toys for your head. 
 Of the new'st and finest, finest wear-a? 
 
 Come to the pedlar; 
 
 Money 's a medler. 
 That doth utter all men's ware-a. [Edt. 330 
 
 Re-enter Servant. 
 
 Servant. Master, there is three carters, three shep- 
 herds, three neat-herds, three swine-herds, that 
 have made themselves all men of hair, they call 
 themselves Saltiers, and they have a dance which 
 the wenches say is a gallimaufry of gambols, be- 335 
 cause they are not in 't ; but they themselves are 
 o' the mind, if it be not too rough for some that 
 
 316 sad = serious. 318 Wenches = girls. 329 medler . . . utter = money 
 
 mixes things, causing property to pass from one person to another. 
 
 334 Saltiers, the servant's blunder for Satyrs, Note 27. 
 
 335 gallimaufry = confused mixture. 
 
SCENE IV] THE WINTER'S TALE 71 
 
 know little but bowling, it will please plentifully. 
 
 Shepherd. Away! we '11 none on 't: here has been 34o 
 
 too much homely foolery already. I know, sir, we 
 
 weary you. 
 
 Poliocenes. You weary those that refresh us: pray, 
 
 let 's see these four threes of herdsmen. 
 
 Servant. One three of them, by their own report, 345 
 
 sir, hath danced before the king; and not the 
 
 worst of the three but jumps twelve foot and a 
 
 half by the squier. 
 
 Shepherd. Leave your prating: since these good 
 
 men are pleased, let them come in ; but quickly 350 
 
 now. 
 
 Servant. Why, they stay at door, sir. [Exit. 
 
 Here a dance of twelve Satyrs. 
 
 Polixenes. O, father, you'll know more of that 
 
 hereafter. 
 [To Camillo] Is it not too far gone? 'Tis time to 
 
 part them. 
 He 's simple and tells much. [To Florizel] How 
 
 now, fair shepherd! 355 
 
 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 
 
 348 squier = square, measure. 353 O, father, etc. : a reply to some- 
 thing the shepherd has been saying. 358 handed = was engaged in. 
 
72 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 To load my she with knacks: I would have ran- 
 
 sack'd 
 The pedlar's silken treasury and have pour'd it seo 
 To her acceptance ; you have let him go 
 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 365 
 
 Of happy holding her. 
 Florizel. 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 370 
 Before this ancient sir, who, it should seem. 
 Hath sometime loved ! 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. 
 Polixenes. What follows this? 375 
 
 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. 
 
 362 marted = traded. 362 If your lass, etc. , Note 28, 
 
SCENE IV] THE WINTER'S TALE 73 
 
 Polixenes. And this my neighbour too? 
 Florizel. And he, and more 38o 
 
 Than he, and men, the earth, the heavens, and all: 
 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 know- 
 ledge 
 More than was ever man's, I would not prize 
 
 them 385 
 
 Without her love; for her employ them all. 
 Camillo. This shows a sound affection. 
 Shepherd. But, my daughter. 
 
 Say you the hke to him? 
 
 Perdita. I cannot speak 390 
 
 So well, nothing so well; no, nor mean better: 
 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 395 
 
 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. 
 
 393 bargain, Note 11. 
 
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 Shepherd. Come, your hand; 4oo 
 
 And, daughter, yours. 
 
 Poliocenes. Soft, swain, awhile, beseech you; 
 
 Have you a father? 
 
 Florizel. I have: but what of him? 
 
 Poliocenes. Knows he of this ? 
 
 Florizel. He neither does nor shall. 
 
 Polixenes. Methinks a father 
 
 Is at the nuptial of his son a guest 405 
 
 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? 410 
 Lies he not bed-rid? and again does nothing 
 But what he did being childish ? 
 Florizel. No, good sir; 
 
 He has his health and ampler strength indeed 
 Than most have of his age. 
 Poliocenes. By my white beard. 
 
 You offer him, if this be so, a wrong 415 
 
 Something unfilial: the father should hold some 
 
 counsel 
 In such a business. 
 Florizel. I yield all this; 420 
 
 410 dispute . . . estate = discuss his own affairs. 
 
SCENE IV ] THE WINTER'S TALE 75 
 
 But for some other reasons, my grave sir, 
 
 Which 't is not fit you know, I not acquaint 
 
 My father of this business. 
 
 Polixenes. 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 425 
 
 At knowing of thy choice. 
 
 Florizel. Come, come, he must not. 
 
 Mark our contract. 
 Polixenes. Mark your divorce, young sir, 
 
 [Discovering himself. 
 
 Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base 
 
 To be acknowledged: thou a sceptre's heir, 
 
 That thus affect 'st a sheep-hook ! Thou old traitor, 430 
 
 I am sorry that by hanging thee I can 
 
 But shorten thy life one week. And thou, fresh 
 
 piece 
 Of excellent witchcraft, who of force must know 
 The royal fool thou copest with, — 
 Shepherd. O, my heart! 
 
 Polixenes. I '11 have thy beauty scratch 'd with 
 
 briers, and made 435 
 
 427 divorce = separation. 433 of force = without doubt. 
 434 copest with = meetest. 
 
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 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 ; 440 
 
 Follow us to the court. Thou churl, for this time, 
 Though fuU of our displeasure, yet we free thee 
 From the dead blow of it. And you, enchant- 
 ment, — 
 Worthy enough a herdsman; yea, him too, 445 
 
 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 wiU devise a death as cruel for thee 450 
 
 As thou art tender to' t. [Exit 
 
 Perdita. Even here undone! 
 
 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 455 
 
 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, 
 
 438 knack = pretty trifle, i.e., Perdita. 452 afeard, Note 5 (6). 
 456 Looks on alike = overlooks the world impartially. 
 
SCENE IV] THE WINTER'S TALE 77 
 
 But milk my ewes and weep. 
 
 Camillo. Why, how now, father! 46o 
 
 Speak ere thou diest. 
 
 Shepherd. I cannot speak, nor think. 
 
 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, 465 
 
 To he close by his honest bones: but now 
 
 Some hangman must put on my shroud and lay me 
 
 Where no priest shovels in dust. Undone ! undone ! 470 
 
 If I might die within this hour, I have lived 
 
 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. 
 
 Camillo. Gracious my lord, 476 
 
 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: 48o 
 
 Then, till the fury of his highness settle. 
 
 Come not before him. 
 
 Florizel. I not purpose it. 
 
 I think, Camillo? 
 
 Camillo. Even he, my lord. 
 
 480 your sight = sight of you. 
 
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 Perdita. How often have I told you 'twould be 
 
 thus! 
 How often said, my dignity would last 485 
 
 But till 'twere known! 
 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 490 
 
 Am heir to my affection. 
 Camillo. Be advised. 
 
 Florizel. I am, and by my fancy : if my reason 
 Will thereto be obedient, I have reason; 
 If not, my senses, better pleased with madness. 
 Do bid it welcome. 
 
 Camillo. This is desperate, sir. 495 
 
 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 holds or the profound seas hide 500 
 In unknown fathoms, will I break my oath 
 To this my fair beloved : 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 505 
 
 492 fancy = love. 
 
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 Upon his passion : let myself and fortune 
 
 Tug for the time to come. This you may know 
 
 And so deUver: I am put to sea 
 
 With her whom here I cannot hold on shore; 
 
 And most opportune to our need I have sio 
 
 A vessel rides fast by, but not prepared 
 
 For this design. What course I mean to hold 
 
 Shall nothing benefit your knowledge. 
 
 Camillo. O my lord ! 
 
 I would your spirit were easier for advice, 5i5 
 
 Or stronger for your need. 
 
 Florizel. Hark, Perdita. [Drawing her aside. 
 
 1 11 hear you by and by. 
 
 Camillo. He 's irremoveable. 
 
 Resolved 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, 520 
 
 Purchase the sight again of dear Sicilia 
 
 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 525 
 
 You have heard of my poor services, i' the love 
 
 That I have borne your father? 
 
 520 do = show. 324 fraught, etc. = burdened with difficult business. 
 
80 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 Florizel. Very nobly 
 
 Have you deserved: it is my father's music 
 
 To speak your deeds, not little of his care 
 
 To have them recompensed as thought on. 
 
 Camillo. Well, my lord, 530 
 
 If you may please to think I love the king 
 
 And through him what is nearest to him, which is 
 
 Your gracious self, embrace but my direction : 
 
 I '11 point you where you shall have such receiving 536 
 
 As shall become your highness ; where you may 
 
 Enjoy your mistress, from the whom, I see, 
 
 There's no disjunction to be made; marry her. 
 
 And, with my best endeavours in your absence, 541 
 
 Your discontenting father strive to quaUfy 
 
 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 545 
 
 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 550 
 
 530 as thought on = as thought of; i.e., according to their value. 
 
 533 embrace, etc. = only follow my advice. 
 
 542 discontenting = discontented, Note 3 (?>). 548 guilty to, Note 5 (c). 
 
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 Of every wind that blows. 
 
 Camillo. Then Mst to me: 
 
 This follows, if you will not change your purpose 
 
 But undergo this flight, make for Sicilia, 
 
 And there present yourself and your fair princess. 
 
 For so I see she must be, 'fore Leontes; 555 
 
 She shall be habited as it becomes 
 
 The partner of your hfe. 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. 560 
 
 Florizel. Worthy Camillo, 
 
 What colour for my visitation shall I 565 
 
 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 : 570 
 
 The which shall point you forth at every sitting 
 What you must say. 
 
 Florizel. I am bound to you; 
 
 There is some sap in this. 
 
 Camillo. A cause more promising 575 
 
 Than a wild dedication ^of yourselves 
 To unpath'd waters, undream 'd shores, most certain 
 
82 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 To miseries enough; besides you know 
 
 Prosperity 's the very bond of love, 
 
 Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together 
 
 Affliction alters. 
 
 Perdita. One of these is true: 585 
 
 I 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 590 
 
 She is i' the rear our birth. 
 
 Camillo. I cannot say 't is pity 
 
 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, 595 
 
 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, 
 
 599 appear = appear so. 
 
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 Fear none of this : I think you know my fortunes eoo 
 
 Do all lie there : it shall be so my care 
 
 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! what a fool Honesty is! and eos 
 Trust, his sworn brother, a very simple gentle- 
 man! I have sold all my trumpery; not a counter- 
 feit stone, not a ribbon, glass, pomander, brooch, 
 table-book, ballad, knife, tape, glove, shoe-tie, 
 bracelet, horn-ring, to keep my pack from fasting : eio 
 they throng who should buy first, as if my trinkets 
 had been hallowed and brought a benediction to 
 the buyer: by which means I saw whose purse 
 was best in picture; and what I saw, to my good 
 use I remembered. My clown, who wants but eis 
 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 620 
 keys off that hung in chains: no hearing, no feel- 
 
 608 pomander = a ball of perfume for the pocket. 609 table-book = 
 tablets for memoranda. 612 hallowed, i.e., by the Pope's blessing. 
 
 614 best in pictm-e = looked best. 618 pettitoes = pigs' feet ; used 
 
 in ridicule. 
 
84 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 ing, but my sir's song, and admiring the nothing 
 of it. So that in this time of lethargy I picked 625 
 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 
 aHve in the whole army. eso 
 
 [Camillo, Florizel, and Perdita come forward. 
 
 Camillo. Nay, but my letters, by this means being 
 
 there 
 So soon as you arrive, shall clear that doubt. 
 Florizel. And those that you '11 procure from King 
 
 Leontes — 
 Camillo. Shall satisfy your father. 
 Perdita. Happy be you! 
 
 All that you speak shows fair. 
 Camillo. Who have we here? ess 
 
 [Seeing Autolycus. 
 
 We '11 make an instrument of this, omit 
 
 Nothing may give us aid. 
 
 Autolycus. If they have overheard me now, why, 
 
 hanging. 
 
 Camillo. How now, good fellow ! why shakest thou 640 
 
 so? Fear not, man; here's no harm intended to 
 
 thee. 
 
 Autolycus. I am a poor fellow, sir. 
 
 629 choughs = crows or jackdaws. 
 
SCENE IV] THE WINTER'S TALE 85 
 
 Camillo. Why, be so still; here 's nobody will steal 
 that from thee : yet for the outside of thy poverty 645 
 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. eso 
 
 Autolycus. I am a poor fellow, sir. [Aside] I know 
 ye weU enough. 
 
 Camillo. Nay, prithee, dispatch: the gentleman is 
 half flayed already. 
 
 Autolycus. Are you in earnest, sir? [Aside] I smeU ess 
 the trick on 't. 
 
 Florizel. Dispatch, I prithee. 
 Autolycus. Indeed, I have had earnest; but I can- 
 not with conscience take it. 
 Camillo. Unbuckle, unbuckle. eeo 
 
 [Florizel and Autolycus exchange garments. 
 Fortunate mistress, 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 ees 
 
 The truth of your own seeming. 
 Perdita. The play so lies 
 
 That I must bear a part. 
 
 646 disease = undress. 650 some boot = something to boot, i. e. , money. 
 
 658 earnest = money to seal a bargain. 
 
 665 disliken, etc. = disguise your real looks. 
 
86 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 Camillo. No remedy. 
 
 Have you done there? 
 
 Florizel. Should I now meet my father, 67o 
 
 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 ^'^5 
 
 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. 
 
 Floiizel. Fortune speed us! eso 
 
 Thus we set on, Camillo, to the sea-side. 
 Camillo. The swifter speed the better. 
 
 [Exetint Florizel, Perdita, atid Camillo. 
 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 requi- 685 
 site also, to smell out work for the other senses. 
 I see this is the time that the unjust man doth 
 
 677 so prevail to force = succeed in forcing. 
 
SCENE IV] THE WINTER'S TALE 87 
 
 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 69o 
 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 695 
 withal, I would not do't: I hold it the more 
 knavery to conceal it; and therein am I constant 
 to my profession. 
 
 Re-enter Clown and Shepherd. 
 
 Aside, aside ; here is more matter for a hot brain : 
 
 every lane's end, every shop, church, session, hang- 7oo 
 
 ing, 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 change- 
 
 Hng and none of your flesh and blood. 705 
 
 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; 710 
 
 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: 
 
 694 clog = impediment : slang for wife. 696 withal = with it. 
 699 hot = active. 713 secret things ; see III, 3, 47, 
 
88 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 this being done, let the law go whistle : I warrant 
 you. 
 
 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 to his father, nor to me, to 
 go about to make me the king's brother-in-law. 721 
 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. 
 
 Autolycus. [Aside] Very wisely, puppies! 
 Shepherd. Well, let us to the king: there is that 
 in this fardel will make him scratch his beard. 
 Autolycus. [Aside] I kuow not what impediment 
 this complaint may be to the flight of my mas- 730 
 ter. 
 
 Clown. Pray heartily he be at palace. 
 Autolycus. [Aside] Though I am not naturally hon- 
 est, I am so sometimes by chance : let me pocket 
 
 up my pedlar'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 condition of that fardel, the place of your 
 dwelling, your names, your ages, of what having, 
 
 724 1 know how much : the clown's blunder for I know not how much, 
 
 727 fardel = package. 734 excrement = hair or beard. 
 
 736 an it like = if you please. 739 having = estate. 
 
SCENE IV ] THE WINTER'S TALE 89 
 
 breeding, and any thing that is fitting to be known, 740 
 discover. 
 
 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. 
 Shepherd. Are you a courtier, an 't like you, sir? 752 
 Autolycus. Whether it like me or no, I am a court- 
 ier. Seest thou not the air of the court in these 
 enfoldings ? hath not my gait in it the measure of 755 
 the court? receives not thy nose court-odour from 
 me? reflect I not on thy baseness court-contempt? 
 Thinkest thou, for that I insinuate, or toaze from 
 thee thy business, I am therefore no courtier? I 
 am courtier cap-a-pe; and one that will either push 76o 
 on or pluck back thy business there : whereupon I 
 command thee to open thy aflkir. 
 Shepherd. My business, sir, is to the king. 
 Autolycus. What advocate hast thou to him? 765 
 Shepherd. I know not, an 't Hke you. 
 Clown. Advocate 's the court- word for a pheasant : 
 say you have none. 
 
 Shepherd. None, sir; I have no pheasant, cock nor 
 hen. 770 
 
 Autolycus. How blessed are we that are not sim- 
 ple men! 
 
 755 measure = stately tread. 758 toaze = draw. 
 
 760 cap-a-pe = from head to foot. 
 767 pheasant; i.e., to take as a present to the king. 
 
90 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 Yet nature might have made me as these are, 
 
 Therefore I will not disdain. 
 
 Clown. This cannot be but a great courtier. 
 
 Shepherd. His garments are rich, but he wears 775 
 
 them not handsomely. 
 
 Clown, He seems to be the more noble in being 
 
 fantastical : a great man, I '11 warrant ; I know by 
 
 the picking on 's teeth. 
 
 Autolycus. The fardel there? what 's i' the fardel? 78o 
 
 Wherefore 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. 785 
 
 Autolycus. Age, thou hast lost thy labour. 
 
 Shepherd. Why, sir? 
 
 Autolycus. 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 790 
 
 serious, thou must know the king is full of grief. 
 
 Shepherd. So 'tis said, sir; about his son, that 
 
 should have married a shepherd's daughter. 
 
 Autolycus. If that shepherd be not in hand-fast, 
 
 let him fly: the curses he shall have, the tortures 795 
 
 he shall feel, will break the back of man, the heart 
 
 of monster. 
 
 794 hand-fast. =p custody. 
 
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 Clown. Think you so, sir? 
 
 Autolycus. Not he alone shall suffer what wit can 
 make heavy and vengeance bitter; but those that soo 
 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, to offer to have his daughter come 
 into grace ! Some say he shall be stoned ; but that sos 
 death is too soft for him, say I : draw our throne 
 into a sheep-cote ! all deaths are too few, the sharp- 
 est too easy. 
 
 Clown. Has the old man e'er a son, sir, do you hear, 
 an 't like you, sir ? sio 
 
 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- 
 vitse or some other hot infusion ; then, raw as he is, sis 
 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 820 
 are to be smiled at, their offences being so capi- 
 tal? Tell me, for you seem to be honest plain 
 men, what you have to the king: being some- 
 
 801 germane = related. 
 
92 THE WINTER'S TALE [activ 
 
 thing gently considered, I '11 bring you where he 
 is aboard, tender your persons to his presence, 825 
 whisper him in your behalfs; and if it be in man 
 besides the king to effect your suits, here is man 
 shall do it. 
 
 Clown. He seems to be of great authority: close 
 with him, give him gold; and though authority sso 
 be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft led by the nose 
 with gold: show the inside of your purse to the 
 outside of his hand, and no more ado. Remember 
 * stoned,' and 'flayed alive.' 
 
 Shepherd. An 't please you, sir, to undertake the sss 
 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. 
 
 Autolycus. After I have done what I promised? 
 Shepherd. Ay, sir. 84o 
 
 Autolycus. Well, give me the moiety. Are you a 
 party in this business ? 
 
 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 845 
 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 
 
 824 something gently considered = bribed. 
 
 825 tender, i.e., introduce. 
 843 case = circumstances ; also skin (Pmi). 
 
SCENE IV ] THE WINTER'S TALE 93 
 
 'tis none of your daughter nor my sister; we are 
 gone else. Sir, I will give you as much as this old 85o 
 man does when the business is performed, and re- 
 main, as he says, your pawn till it be brought you. 
 Autolycics. I will trust you. Walk before toward 
 the sea-side; go on the right hand: I will but look 855 
 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 pro- 
 vided to do us good. [Exeunt Shepherd and Clown. 860 
 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 ses 
 turn back to my advancement ? I will bring these 
 two moles, these blind ones, aboard him: if he 
 think it fit to shore them again and that the com- 
 plaint they have to the king concerns him noth- 
 ing, let him caU me rogue for being so far officious; 87o 
 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. 
 
ACT V 
 
 Scene I. A room in Leontes' palace. 
 
 Enter Leontes, Cleomenes, Dion, Paulina, and Ser- 
 vants. 
 
 Cleomenes. Sir, you have done enough, and have 
 
 perform'd 
 A saint-hke sorrow: no fault could you make. 
 Which you have not redeem'd; indeed, paid down 
 More penitence than done trespass: at the last. 
 Do as the heavens have done, forget your evil; 5 
 With them forgive yourself. 
 Leontes. 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. 
 Paulina. 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 15 
 
 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 
 
 8 My blemishes in them, i.e., my sins in comparison with her virtues. 
 
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 Upon thy tongue as in my thought: now, good 
 
 now. 
 Say so but seldom. 
 
 Cleomenes. Not at all, good lady : 20 
 
 You might have spoken a thousand things that 
 
 would 
 Have graced your kindness better. 
 Paulina. You are one of those 
 
 Would have him wed again. There is none 
 
 worthy. 
 Respecting her that 's gone. Besides, the gods 35 
 Will have fulfill'd their secret purposes ; 
 For has not the divine Apollo said 
 That King Leontes shall not have an heir 
 Till his lost child be found? [To Leontes] Care not 
 
 n . 40 
 
 lor issue ; 46 
 
 The crown will find an heir: great Alexander 
 Left his to the worthiest; so his successor 
 Was like to be the best. 
 Leontes. Good Paulina, 
 
 Who hast the memory of Hermione, 50 
 
 I know, in honour, O, that ever I 
 Had squared me to thy counsel! then, even 
 
 now, 
 I might have look'd upon my queen's full eyes. 
 No more such wives; therefore, no wife. 56 
 
 19 good now : a coaxing term. 35 Respecting = in comparison with. 
 
96 THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 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 ! 
 
 Paulina. Then, good my lords, bear witness to his 
 
 oath. 
 Cleomenes. You tempt him over-much. 
 Paulina. Unless another, 
 
 As Uke Hermione as is her picture. 
 Affront his eye. 
 
 Cleomenes. Good madam, — 
 
 Paulina. I have done. 75 
 
 Yet, if my lord will marry, give me the office 
 To choose you a queen : she shall not be so young 
 As was your former. 
 
 Leontes. My true Paulina, 81 
 
 We shall not marry till thou bid'st us. 
 Paulina. That 
 
 Shall be when your first queen 's again in breath ; 
 Never till then. 
 
 Enter a Gentleman. 
 
 Crcntleman. One that gives out himself Prince 
 
 Florizel, 85 
 
 Son of Polixenes, with his princess, she 
 The fairest I have yet beheld, desires access 
 
 75 Affront = meet. 
 
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 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 90 
 
 'T is not a visitation framed, but forced 
 
 By need and accident. What train? 
 
 Gentleman. But few, 
 
 And those but mean. 
 
 Leontes. His princess, say you, with him? 
 
 Gentleman. Ay, the most peerless piece of earth, 
 
 I think. 
 That e'er the sun shone bright on. 95 
 
 Leontes. Go, Cleomenes; 
 
 Yourself, assisted with your honour 'd friends j 
 Bring them to our embracement. Still, 't is strange 
 
 \Exeimt Cleomenes and others. 
 
 He thus should steal upon us. 
 
 Paulina. Had our prince, 115 
 
 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 when talk'd of They are come. 120 
 
 Re-enter Cleomenes and others, with Florizel and Per- 
 
 DITA. 
 
 Most dearly welcome ! were I but twenty- one, 
 
 90 out of circumstance = without ceremony. Camillo's letters have mis- 
 carried. IV, 4, 631-3. 
 
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 Your father's image is so hit in you, 127 
 
 His very air, that I should call you brother. 
 And your fair princess, — goddess! — O, alas! 
 I lost a couple, that 'twixt heaven and earth 
 Might thus have stood as you; and then I lost — 
 All mine own folly — the society 135 
 
 Of your brave father ; I desire my hfe 
 Once more to look on him. 
 Florizel. By his command 
 
 Have I here touch 'd Sicilia and from him 
 Give you all greetings: you, whom he loves — i40 
 He bade me say so— more than all the sceptres 
 And those that bear them Uving. 
 Leontes. O my brother, 
 
 Good gentleman ! the wrongs I have done thee stir 
 Afresh within me. Welcome hither, i^i 
 
 As is the spring to the earth. And hath he too 
 Exposed this paragon to the fearful usage, 
 At least ungentle, of the dreadful Neptune, 
 To greet a man not worth her pains, much less 155 
 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 loved? 
 Florizel. Most royal sir, from thence; from him, 
 whose daughter 
 
SCENE I] THE WINTER'S TALE 99 
 
 His tears proclaim'd his, parting with her : thence, leo 
 
 A prosperous south wind friendly, we have cross' d. 
 
 To execute the charge my father gave me 
 
 For visiting your highness : my best train 
 
 I have from your Sicihan shores dismiss'd; 
 
 Who for Bohemia bend, to signify les 
 
 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, i70 
 
 A graceful gentleman ; against whose person, 
 
 So sacred as it is, I have done sin: 
 
 For which the heavens, taking angry note, 
 
 Have left me issueless; and your father 's blest, 
 
 As he from heaven merits it, with you 175 
 
 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, iso 
 Bohemia greets you from himself by me ; 
 Desires you to attach his son, who has — 
 
 170 climate ~ try the climate, visit. 182 attach = arrest. 
 
100 THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 His dignity and duty both cast off- 
 Fled from his father, from his hopes, and with 
 A shepherd's daughter. 
 
 Leontes. Where 's Bohemia ? speak, iss 
 
 Lord. Here in your city ; I now came from him : 
 Whiles he was hastening, in the chase, it seems, 
 Of this fair couple, meets he on the way i9o 
 
 The father of this seeming lady and 
 Her brother, having both their country quitted 
 With this young prince. 
 
 Florizel. Camillo has betray 'd me; 
 
 Whose honour and whose honesty till now 
 Endured all weathers. 
 
 Lord. Lay 't so to his charge : 195 
 
 He 's with the king your father. 
 Leontes. 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: 200 
 
 Bohemia stops his ears, and threatens them 
 With divers deaths in death. 
 Perdita. O my poor father! 
 
 The heaven sets spies upon us, will not have 
 Our contract celebrated. 
 Leontes. You are married? 
 
 198 in question = under examination. 
 
SCENE I ] THE WINTEK'S TALE 101 
 
 Florizel. We are not, sir, nor are we like to be ; 205 
 The stars, I see, will kiss the valleys first. 
 Leontes. 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, 210 
 
 Will come on very slowly. I am sorry. 
 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, look up: 215 
 
 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, 220 
 Step forth mine advocate; at your request 
 My father will grant precious things as trifles. 
 Leontes. Would he do so, I 'Id beg your precious 
 
 mistress, 
 Which he counts but a trifle. I '11 to your father: 
 Therefore follow me: come, good my lord. 
 
 \Exeunt. 
 
 214 worth = rank. 216 visible an enemy = seen to be an enemy. 
 219 since = when. 220 such affections, i.e., how you felt then. 
 
102 THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 Scene II. Before Leontes' palace. 
 
 Enter Autolycus and a Gentleman. 
 
 Autolycus. Beseech you, sir, were you present at 
 this relation? 
 
 First Gentleman. I was by at the opening of the 
 fardel, heard the old shepherd dehver the manner 
 how he found it: whereupon, after a httle amazed- 5 
 ness, we were aU commanded 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. n 
 
 First G-entleman. The king and CamiUo seemed 
 almost, with staring on one another, to tjear the 
 cases of their eyes ; there was speech in their dumb- 
 ness, language in their very gesture; they looked 15 
 as they had heard of a world ransomed, or one 
 destroyed ; 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 20 
 one, it must needs be. 
 
 Enter another Gentleman. 
 
 Here comes a gentleman that haply knows more. 
 The news, Rogero? 
 
 Second Gentleman. Nothing but bonfires: the 
 oracle is fulfilled; the king's daughter is found: 25 
 
SCENE II ] THE WINTER'S TALE 103 
 
 such a deal of wonder is broken out within this 
 hour that baUad-makers cannot be able to ex- 
 press it. 
 
 Enter a third Gentleman. 
 
 Here comes the Lady Paulina's steward: he can 
 dehver you more. How goes it now, sir? this news 
 which is called true is so like an old tale, that the 30 
 verity of it is in strong suspicion: has the king 
 found his heir? 
 
 Third Gentleman. Most true : that which you hear 
 you '11 swear you see, there is such unity in the 35 
 proofs. The mantle of Queen Hermione's, her 
 jewel about the neck of it, the letters of Antigo- 
 nus found with it which they know to be his char- 
 acter, the majesty of the creature in resemblance 
 of the mother, the affection of nobleness which 40 
 nature shows above her breeding, and many other 
 evidences proclaim her with all certainty to be the 
 king's daughter. Did you see the meeting of the 
 two kings ? 
 
 Second Gentleman. No. 45 
 
 Third Gentleman. Then have you lost a sight, 
 which was to be seen, cannot be spoken of. There 
 might you have beheld 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. 50 
 
 27 ballad-makers. Note 26. 37 jewel = jeweled ornament. 
 
104 THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 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 55 
 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 con- eo 
 duit of many kings' reigns. I never heard of such 
 another encounter, which lames report to follow 
 it and undoes description to do it. 
 Second Gentleman. What, pray you, became of 
 Antigonus, that carried hence the child ? es 
 
 Third Gentleman. Like an old tale still. He was 
 torn to pieces with a bear: this avouches the shep- 
 herd's son ; who has not only his innocence, which 70 
 seems much, to justify him, but a handkerchief 
 and rings of his that Paulina knows. 
 First Gentleman. What became of his bark and 
 his followers? 
 
 Third Gentleman. Wrecked the same instant of 75 
 their master's death and in the view of the shep- 
 herd: so that all the instruments which aided to 
 expose the child were even then lost when it was 
 
 53 favour = looks. 60 conduit = gargoyle, Note 29. 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTER'S TALE 105 
 
 found. But O, the noble combat that 'twixt joy 
 and sorrow was fought in PauHna! She had one so 
 eye dechned 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, ss 
 First Gentleman. The dignity of this act was worth 
 the audience of kings and princes; for by such 
 was it acted. 
 
 Third Gentleman. One of the prettiest touches of 
 all and that which angled for mine eyes, caught 90 
 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 daughter; till, from one sign of dolour to an- 95 
 other, 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 
 swooned, all sorrowed : if all the world could have 
 seen 't, the woe had been universal. 100 
 
 First Gentleman. Are they returned to the court ? 
 Third Gentleman. No : the princess hearing of her 
 mother's statue, which is in the keeping of Pau- 
 Hna, — a piece many years in doing and now newly 
 
 94 attentiveness, i.e., her attention to the account. 
 
106 THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 performed by that rare Italian master, Julio Ro- 105 
 mano, who so near to Hermione hath done Her- 
 mione that they say one would speak to her and 
 stand in hope of answer: thither with aU greedi- 110 
 ness of affection are they gone, and there they 
 intend to sup. 
 
 Second 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, 115 
 visited that removed house. Shall we thither and 
 with our company piece the rejoicing? 
 First Gentleman. Who would be thence that has 
 the benefit of access ? Let 's along. 
 
 [Exeunt Gentlemen. 
 Autolycus. 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 125 
 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 him- 
 self little better, extremity of weather continuing, 
 this mystery remained undiscovered. But 't is all 130 
 one to me; for had I been the finder out of this 
 secret, it would not have relished among my other 
 discredits. 
 
 105 performed = completed. 117 piece = add to. 
 
SCENE II] THE WINTERS TALE 107 
 
 Enter Shepherd and Clown. 
 
 Here come those I have done good to against 
 
 my will, and already appearing in the blossoms 135 
 
 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 gentle- i40 
 
 man born. See you these clothes? say you see 
 
 them not and think me still no gentleman born: 
 
 you were best say these robes are not gentlemen 
 
 born: give me the lie, do, and try whether I am 
 
 not now a gentleman born. 145 
 
 Autolycus. 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. 
 
 Clown. So you have : but I was a gentleman born 150 
 
 before my father; for the king's son took me by 
 
 the hand, and called me brother; and then the 
 
 two kings called my father brother ; and then the 
 
 prince my brother and the princess my sister called 
 
 my father father; and so we wept, and there was 155 
 
 the first gentleman -like tears that ever we shed. 
 
 Shepherd. We may five, son, to shed many more. 
 
 137 moe = more. 
 
108 THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 Clown. Ay; or else 'twere hard luck, being in so 
 preposterous estate as we are. 
 
 Autolycus. I humbly beseech you, sir, to pardon leo 
 me aU the faults I have committed to your wor- 
 ship 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. i65 
 
 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 feUow as any is 
 in Bohemia. 170 
 
 Shepherd. You may say it, but not swear it. 
 Clown. Not swear it, now I am a gentleman ? Let 
 boors and frankhns say it, 1 11 swear it. 
 Shepherd. How if it be false, son ? 
 Clown. If it be ne'er so false, a true gentleman 175 
 may swear it in the behalf of his friend: and I 'U 
 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 feUow of thy hands and 
 that thou wilt be drunk : but I 'U swear it, and I iso 
 would thou wouldst be a tall feUow of thy hands. 
 Autolycus. I will prove so, sir, to my power. 
 
 159 preposterous, the clown's blunder for prosperous. 
 
 173 franklins, small landholders of humble family. 
 
 177 a tall fellow of thy hands = a "tall" hand at fighting, brave. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 109 
 
 Clown. Ay, by any means prove a tall fellow: if 
 I do not wonder how thou darest venture to be 
 drunk, not being a tall fellow, trust me not. Hark! iss 
 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 Pauhna, the great 
 
 comfort 
 That I have had of thee! 
 Paulina. What, sovereign sir, 
 
 I did not weU I meant well. All my services 
 You have paid home: but that you have vouch- 
 safed. 
 With your crown 'd brother and these your con- 
 tracted 5 
 Heirs of your kingdoms, my poor house to visit, 
 It is a surplus of your grace, which never 
 My hfe may last to answer. 
 Leontes. O Paulina, 
 We honour you with trouble: but we came 
 To see the statue of our queen : your gallery lo 
 Have we pass'd through, not without much con- 
 tent 
 
no THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 In many singularities; but we saw not 
 
 That which my daughter came to look upon, 
 
 The statue of her mother. 
 
 Paulina. As she lived peerless, 
 
 So her dead likeness, I do weU believe, is 
 
 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 
 
 StiU sleep mock'd death : behold, and say 't is well. 20 
 
 [Paulina draws a curtain, and discovers Hermione stand- 
 ing like a statue. 
 
 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 25 
 
 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. 
 Polixenes, O, not by much. 
 
 Paulina. So much the more our carver's excel- 
 lence ; 30 
 Which lets go by some sixteen years and makes 
 her 
 
 12 singularities = rarities. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 111 
 
 As she lived now. 
 
 Leontes. As now she might have done, 
 
 So much to my good comfort. Thus she stood, 
 
 Even with such hfe of majesty, warm hfe, 35 
 
 As now it coldly stands, when first I woo'd her! 
 
 I am ashamed: does not the stone rebuke me 
 
 For being more stone than it? O royal piece 
 
 There 's magic in thy majesty, which has 
 
 From thy admiring daughter took the spirits, 41 
 
 Standing hke 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, 45 
 
 Give me that hand of yours to kiss. 
 
 Paulina. O, patience! 
 
 The statue is but newly fix'd, the colour 's 
 
 Not dry. 
 
 Camillo. My lord, your sorrow was too sore laid on. 
 
 Which sixteen winters cannot blow away, 50 
 
 So many summers dry : scarce any joy 
 
 Did ever so long Uve ; no sorrow 
 
 But kill'd itself much sooner. 
 
 Poliocenes. Dear my brother, 
 
 Let him that was the cause of this have power 
 
 To take off so much grief from you as he 55 
 
 48 Not dry : painted statues were common in the ancient and middle ages. 
 
112 THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 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 Id not have show'd it. 
 
 Leontes, Do not draw the curtain. 
 
 Paulina. No longer shall you gaze on 't, lest your 
 
 fancy eo 
 
 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 breathed? and that those 
 
 veins 
 Did verily bear blood ? 
 
 Poliaoenes. Masterly done: 65 
 
 The very hfe 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, 70 
 
 Make me to think so twenty years together! 
 
 62 Would I were dead = the modern oath, I hope to die. 
 67 fixure = direction. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 113 
 
 No settled senses of the world can match 
 The pleasure of that madness. Let 't alone. 
 Paulina. I am sorry, sir, I have thus far stirr'd 
 
 you: but 
 I could afflict you farther. 
 
 Leontes. Do, Paulina; 75 
 
 For this affliction has a taste as sweet 
 As any cordial comfort. Still, methinks, 
 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 : so 
 
 The ruddiness upon her hp 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. 
 Perdita. So long could I 
 
 Stand by, a lodker on. 
 
 Paulina. Either forbear, 85 
 
 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 'U 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, 
 
114 THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 I am content to hear ; for 't is as easy 
 
 To make her speak as move. 
 
 Paulina. It is required 
 
 You do awake your faith. Then all stand still; 95 
 
 On : those that think it is unlawful business 
 
 I am about, let them depart. 
 
 Leontes. 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 'U fin 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. 
 
 Start not ; her actions shall be holy as 
 
 You hear my spell is lawful: do not shun her 105 
 
 Until you see her die again ; for then 
 
 You kiU 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 I 
 
 If this be magic, let it be an art ^ 110 
 
 Lawful as eating. 
 
 Polixenes. She embraces him. 
 
 Camillo. She hangs about his neck: 
 
 If she pertain to life let her speak too. 
 
SCENE III] THE WINTER'S TALE 115 
 
 Poliocenes. Ay, and make't manifest where she 
 
 has lived. 
 Or how stolen from the dead. 
 
 Paulina. That she is living, 115 
 
 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 preserved? where lived? 
 
 how found 
 Thy father's court? for thou shalt hear that I, 125 
 Knowing by Paulina that the oracle 
 Gave hope thou wast in being, have preserved 
 Myself to see the issue. 
 
 Paulina. There 's time enough for that; 
 
 You precious winners all: your exultation 131 
 
 Partake to every one. I, an old turtle. 
 Will wing me to some wither 'd bough and there 
 My mate, that 's never to be found again. 
 Lament till I am lost. 
 
 131 precious winners = winners of something precious. 
 131 your exultation partake = communicate your joy. 
 
116 THE WINTER'S TALE [actv 
 
 Leontes. O, peace, Paulina! 135 
 
 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 hon- 
 esty 
 Is richly noted and here justified 145 
 
 By us, a pair of kings. This is your son-in-law 
 And son unto the king, who, heavens directing, 150 
 Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Pauhna, 
 Lead us from hence, where we may leisurely 
 Each one demand and answer to his part 
 Perform'd in this wide gap of time since first 
 We were dissever'd: hastily lead away. [Exeunt. 155 
 
 151 troth-plight = pUghted, betrothed. 
 
NOTES 
 
 Note 1. At the time the Shakespearean plays were composed, the 
 English language was in a transitional state. Its syntax generally 
 was that of its parent Anglo-Saxon, modified in details by the 
 influence of Latin and Norman-French. This grafting of Latin 
 usages upon Anglo-Saxon or Early English, added to the confu- 
 sion incident to the dropping of old inflections, justified Eliza- 
 bethan authors in exercising a freedom of invention which could 
 not have been granted at any subsequent date. Consequently 
 they experimented in new words and combinations, some of which 
 are now firmly fixed in the language, so that they do not appear 
 strange to us ; others are found only in poetry ; while still others 
 failed to survive except as they appear in the literature of that 
 date. This bold handling of the language was due to "a spirit 
 which preferred clearness and vigor of expression to logical sym- 
 metry." Certain irregularities which occur in the present play 
 would require special study ; but in the main, the old or transient 
 forms used may be grouped under a few general headings. 
 
 Note 2. Ellipsis, that is, the omission of letters or words for the sake 
 of brevity, generally when the meaning can be easily followed : 
 she (whom) I can hook to me. II, 3, 6. 
 
 Note 3. The use of one part of speech for another : wliilst you do cU- 
 mate here. V, 1, 170. 
 Under this heading may be classed : 
 
 {a) The use of one auxiliary, or one part of the verb to he, for an- 
 other : / have seen a lady's nose that has been blue. II, 1, 14. 
 (6) The interchanging of pronouns and of participles : Not she 
 which hums in't. 11, 3, 116. 
 
 (c) The use of an intransitive verb transitively : and falling a lip 
 of much contempt. I, 2, 372. 
 
 Note 4. Doubling for emphasis : Not for because your brows are 
 blacker. II, 1, 7. 
 
 Note 5. Obsolete usages : 
 
 (a) Obsolete words : that I insinuate or toaze from thee thy busi- 
 ness. IV, 4, 759. 
 (6) Obsolete forms : / was not much afeard. IV, 4, 452. 
 
 (c) Obsolete constructions : you have made fault i' the boldness of 
 your speech. Ill, 2, 218. 
 
 (d) Obsolete meanings : again worries he his daughter with clipping 
 her. V, 2, 58. 
 
 Note 6. The use of abstract nouns in the plural where modern use de- 
 mands the singular : Hold your peaces. II, 1, 139. 
 
118 NOTES 
 
 Note 7. The transposition of words or phrases : bid these unknoTvn 
 friends to us welcome. IV, 4, 65. 
 
 (a) A peculiar and beautiful form of transposition which is a fa- 
 vorite with Shakespeare is illustrated in III, 2, 206. 
 
 Note 8. Ungrammatical constructions due to lack of care on the part 
 of the author : whose loss of his most precious queen and children 
 are even now to be afresh lamented. TV, 2, 26. 
 
 Note 9. Pp. 3, 29. This play abounds in elliptical passages, the lan- 
 guage in many places being so condensed as to make its interpre- 
 tation very difficult. These portions have generally been omitted. 
 
 Note 10. P. 4. The stages of a royal journey or " progress " were pre- 
 arranged and written in a scroll which was called a gest. Gest 
 originally meant a stopping-place ; hence, the part of a journey 
 between rests ; here, by a figure of speech, the limit of time in- 
 stead of the place. 
 
 Note 11. Pp. 5, 73. In old times a bargain was closed by the parties 
 to the agreement clasping hands. The ceremony was especially 
 used in the betrothal of lovers. 
 
 Note 12. P. 16. Spiders were considered poisonous and were some- 
 times used for the purpose of assassination, mixed in a drink, 
 either alone or in combination with other poisons. According to 
 some authorities it was necessary for the victim to find the spider 
 in the cup after he had drunk. 
 
 Note 13. Pp. 20, 34, 44. Delphos or Delphi was a small village in 
 Phocis, about six miles inland, north of the gulf of Corinth, and 
 on the side of Mount Parnassus. Here was the famous temple to 
 Apollo which sheltered the greatest of the Greek oracles. The 
 priest in the temple received the message of the god in reply to the 
 inquiry of a: visitor and frequently rendered the answer in a mys- 
 terious or ambiguous form. Thus it was possible to keep alive the 
 faith of the superstitious, unscientific people of ancient Greece. 
 Shakespeare follows the mistake of an earlier writer in making 
 Delphos an island. In the same way he gives Bohemia a sea- 
 shore, and must be forgiven for inconsistencies of time and place 
 which would be inexcusable in these days, when care is taken to 
 secure accuracy in every detail. 
 
 Note 14. Pp. 23, 31. The ancient Romans, in common with our Teu- 
 tonic ancestors, had a custom which gave the father the right to 
 say whether the new-born child should be allowed to live or not. 
 The infant was laid on the ground before him and if he refused to 
 take it up it was either killed or "exposed"; and this is still the 
 fate of countless infants in many barbarian and savage nations. 
 The rejected child was exposed by being placed in some desolate 
 
NOTES 119 
 
 spot. Moses and Cyrus are famous examples of exposed children. 
 In the early Christian days these abandoned infants were some- 
 times rescued by nuns who brought them up in the service of the 
 church ; sometimes they were saved by kind-hearted peasants ; 
 but most frequently they must have perished miserably. 
 Shakespeare illustrates these old customs in this play, although 
 he does not directly refer to them. 
 
 Note 15. P. 26. In the Age of Chivalry the "trial by combat" was 
 often resorted to in defense of a person's life or character. The 
 knight who undertook in this manner to establish the character 
 or to save the life of his friend, rode armed into the hsts in the 
 presence of the king or duke and challenged the enemy or ene- 
 mies of that friend to meet him one after another. The guilt or 
 innocence of the friend was supposed to be estabhshed by the re- 
 sult of the combat. 
 
 Converting this custom into a metaphor, Paulina says of the 
 queen that she would "make her good" "by combat" if she 
 were a man, even the weakest of those there present. 
 
 Note 16. P. 28. The valley. The meaning of the word here is uncer- 
 tain ; perhaps dimple, perhaps the httle hollow leading from the 
 septum of the nose down the upper lip, a feature which is quite no- 
 ticeable in a baby. 
 
 Note 17. P. 32. In all parts of the world there are traditions of the 
 adoption of children by animals, especially by wolves. The fabled 
 founders of Rome, Romulus and Remus, were suckled by a wolf. 
 Mowgli, whom Mr. Kiphng has transferred from the legends of 
 the hill-folk of India to the pages of The Jungle Book, is another 
 example. 
 
 Note 18. P. 48. A bowl of flap-dragon was made by adding to liquor 
 some small, floating sweetmeats which were combustible. They 
 were set on fire and the liquor stirred with a candle-end and 
 drunk blazing. 
 
 Note 19. Pp. 52, Q6. Shakespeare's plays are interspersed with songs 
 which vary greatly in style. In those of Autolycus he uses the 
 style of the ditty of his time, vdth its jingles and refrains of jolly 
 nonsense ; the meaning of the words of these refrains, as dildo and 
 fading, have been lost. Many of Mother Goose's Rhymes, certain 
 college songs, and some songs on the comic stage are survivals of 
 this type of verse. 
 
 Note 20. P. 53. The Autolycus of Greek mjrthology was a noted thief, 
 the son of Mercury who was the god of thieving. His name- 
 sake in The Winter's Tale, the "snapper-up of unconsidered (un- 
 guarded) trifles," "traffics" in sheets, stealing the large pieces of 
 
120 NOTES 
 
 new linen spread on the hedges to bleach, leaving smaller bits to 
 the birds. Being too cowardly to attempt highway robbery, which 
 involves "gallows and knock," he finds his easy revenue in petty 
 thieving, or, as he calls it, "the silly cheat." 
 
 Note 21. Pp. 59, 62. Jupiter became a bull and carried ofF Europa on 
 his back. Neptune in the form of a ram courted Theophane. Apollo 
 as a shepherd wooed the timid Daphne whom her father turned 
 into a tree. Juno was the wife of Jupiter, and queen of the gods. 
 Cytherea is another name for Venus, goddess of love. Phcebus, the 
 sun-god, is Apollo. 
 
 Note 22. P. 61. Gillyvors. Perdita dislikes these flowers because their 
 variegation ("piedness") is produced by art, not nature; she 
 classes them with painted women, whom she despises. 
 
 Note 23. P. 62. Proserpina was the daughter of the goddess Ceres. 
 While she was gathering flowers, Pluto, or Dis, driving past in 
 his chariot, snatched her up and carried her down to Hades, where 
 she was obliged to stay half of every year. 
 
 Note 24. P. 63. Whitsunday, or Pentecost, occurs seven weeks after 
 Easter; it was celebrated in England with festivities which in- 
 cluded rustic dramas, called pastorals. 
 
 Note 25. P. 63. Still betters what is done, etc. "Whatever you do 
 always seems the best that you or any one could do." Each your 
 doing, etc., 1. 143 : "Each of your acts, so unparalleled in every re- 
 spect, crowns itself as the best, so that all your acts are queens." 
 
 Note 26. Pp. 68, 103. In Shakespeare's time any unusual event would 
 be seized upon by inferior poets and woven into verse to be sung 
 as a ballad. Several remarkable " fish-stories " of the period in the 
 form of ballads are still preserved. 
 
 Note 27. P. 70. The satyrs were less important deities, or demi-gods of 
 the woods, companions of the nymphs and dryads. Their bodies, 
 half man, half goat (according to some authorities), were covered 
 with rough hair ; their behavior was rude and mischievous. 
 
 Note 28. P. 72. If your lass interpretation, etc. "If your lass should 
 pretend that she did not understand you, and should say that 
 you lacked love or generosity, you would find it hard to reply." 
 
 Note 29. P. 104. Conduits or water-pipes in old houses often ended in 
 a gargoyle, a figure carved in stone. The old shepherd, weeping 
 for joy, is said to resemble an old conduit that has stood the 
 weather through "many kings' reigns." 
 
EXTRACTS 
 
 These extracts are pithy, noted, or exquisite passages which are 
 recommended as worthy of special attention or memorizing. 
 
 With a countenance as clear "*■ 
 
 As friendship wears at feasts. Jet 1, Scene 2, line SJfS. 
 
 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. Act 1, Scene 2, line ^H- 
 
 There may be in the cup 
 A spider steep'd, and one may drink, depart. 
 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. 
 
 Act 2, Scene 1, line 39. 
 
 These petty brands 
 That calumny doth use. Act 2, Scene 1, line 71. 
 
 Calumny will sear 
 Virtue itself Act 2, Scene 1, line 73. 
 
 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 lodged here which burns 
 Worse than tears drown. Act 2, Scene 1, line 107. 
 
 The silence often of pure innocence 
 
 Persuades when speaking fails. Act 2, Scene 2, line Jfl. 
 
 Slander, 
 Whose sting is sharper than the sword's. 
 
 Act 2, Scene 3, line 86. 
 
122 EXTRACTS 
 
 If powers divine 
 Behold our human actions, as they do, 
 I doubt not then but innocence shall make 
 False accusation blush and tyranny 
 Tremble at patience. Act 3, Scene 2, line 29. 
 
 For life, I prize it 
 As I weigh grief, which I would spare: for honour, 
 'Tis a derivative from me to mine. 
 And only that I stand for. Act S, Scene 2, line JfS. 
 
 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 - 
 
 The flatness of my misery, yet with eyes 
 
 Of pity, not revenge! Act 3, Scene 2, line 120. 
 
 No richer than his honour. Act 3, Scene 2, line 171. 
 
 What 's gone and what 's past help 
 Should be past grief Act 3, Scene 2, line 223. 
 
 A snapper up of unconsidered trifles. Act Jf., Scene 3, line 26. 
 
 Having flown over many knavish professions, he settled only 
 in rogue. Act Jf, Scene 3, line 105. 
 
 Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way. 
 
 And merrily hent the stile-a: 
 A merry heart goes all the day, 
 ' Your sad tires in a mile-a. 
 
 Act Jf, Scene 3, line 132. 
 
 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. Act Jf, Scene Jf, line 74- 
 
 The marigold, that goes to bed wi' the sun. 
 
 And with him rises weeping. Act Jf, Scene Jf, line 105. 
 
 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 
 
EXTRACTS 123 
 
 The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim. 
 
 But sweeter than the hds 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. Act 4, Scene Jf., line 116. 
 
 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. Act 4, Scene Jf, line IJfi. 
 
 He tells her something 
 That makes her blood look out : good sooth, she is 
 The queen of curds and cream. Act 4, Scene Jf, line 159. 
 
 There is not half a kiss to choose 
 Who loves another best. Act Jf, Scene Jf, line 175. 
 
 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. 
 More than was ever man's, I would not prize them 
 Without her love ; for her employ them all. 
 
 Act Jf, Scene Jf, line 382. 
 
 The selfsame sun that shines upon his court. 
 
 Hides not his visage from our cottage but 
 
 Looks on alike. Act Jf, Scene Jf, line JfSJf. 
 
 Not for Bohemia, nor the pomp that may 
 
 Be thereat glean'd, for all the sun sees or 
 
 The close earth holds or the profound seas hide 
 
 In unknown fathoms, will I break my oath 
 
 To this my fair beloved. Act Jf, Scene Jf, line 4-98. 
 
 Camillo. Prosperity's the very bond of love. 
 
 Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together 
 
 Affliction alters. 
 
 Pei'dita. One of these is true : 
 
 I think affliction may subdue the cheek. 
 
 But not take in the mind. Act Jf, Scene Jf, line 583. 
 
124 EXTRACTS 
 
 This is the time that the unjust man doth thrive. 
 
 Act 4, Scene J/., line 687. 
 
 The gods do this year connive at us, and we may do anything 
 extempore. Act 4, Scene Jf, line 690. 
 
 Though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft led by the 
 nose with. gold. Act J/., Scene J/., line 830. 
 
 As every present time doth boast itself 
 
 Above a better gone. Act 5, Scene 1, line 96. 
 
 Women will love her, that she is a woman 
 More worth than any man ; men, that she is 
 The rarest of all women. Act 5, Scene 1, line 110. 
 
 Welcome hither. 
 As is the spring to the earth. Act 5, Scene 1, line 151. 
 
 What fine chisel 
 Could ever yet cut breath? Act 5, Scene 3, line 78. 
 
PERDITA AND FLORIZEL 
 
 A Little Play selected from the Fourth Act, 
 Scene Four 
 
 1[ 
 
 Costuming and some simple scenery will be necessary to present the 
 play apjyropriaiely. It may be lengthened by adding all of Scene 3 
 and lines 181 to 3S0 of Scene J/, as abridged in this edition. The 
 cast of characters should explain their relations to each other. 
 
 Scene. The Shepherd's cottage. 
 
 Enter Florizel and Perdita. 
 
 Florizel. These youv unusual weeds to each part of you 
 
 Do give a Hfe : 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 obscured 
 
 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 attired. 
 
 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 used to fear. Even now I tremble 
 
 To think your father, by some accident. 
 
 Should pass this way as you did : O, the Fates ! 
 
 How would he look.? What would he say? Or how 
 
 Should I, in these my borrow'd flaunts, behold 
 
 The sternness of his presence ? 
 
 Florizel. Apprehend 
 
 Nothing but jollity. The gods themselves. 
 
126 PERDITA AND FLORIZEL 
 
 Humbling their deities to love, have taken 
 
 The shapes of beasts. Their transformations 
 
 Were never for a piece of beauty rarer. 
 
 Perdita. O, but, sir. 
 
 Your resolution cannot hold, when 't is 
 
 Opposed, as it must be, by the power of the king. 
 
 Florizel. Thou dearest Perdita, 
 
 With these forced thoughts, I prithee, darken not 
 
 The mirth o' the feast. Or I '11 be thine, my fair. 
 
 Or not my father's. 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 
 
 We two have sworn shall come. Your guests approach: 
 
 Address yourself to entertain them sprightly. 
 
 And let 's be red with mirth. 
 
 Enter Shepherd, Clown, Mopsa, Dorcas, and others, with 
 PoLiXENES and Camillo disguised. 
 
 Shepherd. Fie, daughter! You are retired. 
 
 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 Polixenes] Sir, welcome: 
 
 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! 
 
 Polixenes. Shepherdess, — 
 
 A fair one are you — well you fit our ages 
 
 With flowers of wint*'v. 
 
PERDITA AND FLOMZEL 127 
 
 Perdita. Sir, the year growing ancient. 
 
 Not yet on summer's death, nor on the birth 
 
 Of trembhng winter, the fairest flowers o' the season 
 
 Are our carnations and streak'd gillyvors. 
 
 And of that kind our rustic garden 's barren. 
 
 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. 
 
 Camillo. I should leave grazing, were I of your flock. 
 
 And only live by gazing. 
 
 Perdita. Out, alas! 
 
 You 'Id be so lean, that blasts of January 
 
 Would 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. 
 
 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. 
 
 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; 
 
 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 what is done. When you speak, sweet. 
 
128 PERDITA AND FLORIZEL 
 
 I 'Id have you do it ever : when you sing, 
 
 I 'Id 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. 
 
 Perdita. O Doricles, 
 
 Your praises are too large. 
 
 Florizel. Come; our dance, I pray: 
 
 Your hand, my Perdita: so turtles pair, 
 
 That never mean to part. 
 
 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. 
 
 Caviillo. He tells her something 
 
 That makes her blood look out : good sooth, she is 
 
 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! 
 
 \Music. 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. 
 He says he loves my daughter: 
 I think so too; for never gazed 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. 
 
 \Exeunt Shepherds and Shepherdesses, 
 Polixenes. [To Camillo] Is it not too far gone.'' 'Tis time to 
 part them. 
 
PERDITA AND FLORIZEL 129 
 
 He 's simple and tells much. [To Florizel] How now, fair 
 
 shepherd! 
 Your heart is full of something that does take 
 Your mind from feasting. 
 
 Florizel. O, hear me breathe my life 
 
 Before this ancient sir, who, it should seem, 
 Hath sometime loved! 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. 
 Polixenes. 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. 
 
 Polixenes. And this my neighbour too? 
 Florizel. And he, and more 
 
 Than he, and men, the earth, the heavens, and all : 
 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 
 More than was ever man's, I would not prize them 
 Without her love; for her employ them all. 
 Polixenes. Fairly ofFer'd. 
 
 Camillo. This shows a sound affection. 
 Shepherd. But, my daughter. 
 
 Say you the like to him.'' 
 Perdita. I cannot speak 
 
 So well, nothing so well; no, nor mean better: 
 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 
 
 r 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. 
 
130 PERDITA AND FLORIZEL 
 
 Shepherd. Come^ your hand; 
 
 And, daughter, yours. 
 
 Polixenes. Soft, swain, awhile, beseech you; 
 
 Have you a father ? 
 
 Florizel. I have: but what of him? 
 
 Polixenes. Knows he of this? 
 
 Florizel. He neither does nor shall. 
 
 Polixenes. 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? 
 
 Lies he not bed-rid ? and again does nothing 
 
 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: the father should hold some counsel 
 
 In such a business. 
 
 Florizel. I yield all this; 
 
 But for some other reasons, my grave sir. 
 
 Which 't is not fit you know, I not acquaint 
 
 My father of this business. 
 
 Polixenes. 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. 
 
 Polixenes. Mark your divorce, young sir, 
 
 [Discovering himself. 
 Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base 
 To be acknowledged: thou a sceptre's heir. 
 That thou affect'st a sheep-hook! Thou old traitor, 
 I am sorry that by hanging thee I can 
 
PERDITA AND FLORIZEL 131 
 
 But shorten thy life one week. And thou, fresh piece 
 
 Of excellent witchcraft, who of force must know 
 
 The royal fool thou copest with, — 
 
 Shepherd. O, my heart! 
 
 Polixenes. I '11 have thy beauty scratched with briers, and made 
 
 More homely than thy state. For thee, fond boy. 
 
 If I may ever know thou dost but sigh 
 
 That thou no more shalt 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; 
 
 Follow us to the court. And you, enchantment. 
 
 Worthy enough a herdsman, 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! 
 
 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. 
 
 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. Undone! 
 
 If I might die within this hour, I have lived 
 
 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. 
 
 Camillo. Gracious my lord. 
 
 You know your father's temper: at this time 
 
132 PERDITA AND FLORIZEL 
 
 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. 
 
 Come not before him. 
 
 Florizel. I not purpose it. 
 
 I think, Camillo? 
 
 Camillo. Even he, my lord. 
 
 Perdita. How often have I told you 'twould be thus! 
 
 How often said, my dignity would last 
 
 But till 'twere known! 
 
 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 advised. 
 
 Florizel. I am, and by my fancy: if my reason 
 
 Will thereto be obedient, I have reason; 
 
 If not, my senses, better pleased with madness. 
 
 Do bid it welcome. 
 
 Camillo. This is desperate, sir. 
 
 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 holds or the profound seas hide 
 
 In unknown fathoms, will I break my oath 
 
 To this my fair beloved: 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. [Exeunt. 
 
 Re-enter Shepherds and Shepherdesses, and dance. 
 
 Curtain. 
 
 Follow with a tableau, "The Reconciliation," showing a court 
 scene with the two kings blessing the lovers. 
 
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