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Leon. You are liars all.

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

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

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

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

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

Shall I live on, to see this bastard kneel
And call me father? Better burn it now,

Cleo. The climate's delicate; the air most

sweet; Than curse it then. But, be it ; let it live: It shall not neither. - You, Sir, come you the common praise it bears.

Fertile the isle'; the temple much surpassing hither;

[TO ANTIGONUS. Dion. I shall report, You, that have been so tenderły officious With lady Margery, your midwife, there,

For most it caught me, the celestial habits, To save this bastard's life :-for 'tis a bastard,(Methinks, I so should term them,) and the So sure as this beard's grey,—what will you of the grave wearers. O, the sacrifice! adventure

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

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

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

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

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

That I was nothing: To save the innocent: any thing possible. Dion. If the event o'the journey, Leon. It shall be possible : Swear by this Prove as successful to the queen,-0, be't so!sword*

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

The time is worth the use on't.* Ant. I will, my lord.

Cleo. Great Apollo, Leon. Mark, and perform it; (seest thou ?) Turn all to the best! These proclamations, for the fail

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

I little like. Death to thyself, but to thy lewd-tongu'd wife;

Dion. The violent carriage of it Whom, for this time, we pardon. We enjoin will clear, or end, the business : When the

[oracle, thee,

(Thus by Apollo's great divine seald up,) As thou art liegeman to us, that thou carry This female bastard hence; and that thou bear Event then will rush to knowledge. Go,

Shall the contents discover, something rare, it

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

And gracious be the issue !

[Exeunt. Of our dominions; and that there thou leave it, Without more mercy, to its own protection, SCENE II.The same.- A Court of Justice, And favour of the climate. As by strange for- Leontes, Lords, und Officers, appear properly tune

seated. It came to us, I do in justice charge thee,On thy soul's peril, and thy body's torture,- Leon. This sessions (to our great grief, we That thou commend it strangely to some place,

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

The daughter of a king; our wife ; and one Ant. I swear to do this, though a present of us too much belov'a.—Let us be clear'd death

Of being tyrannous, since we so openly Had been more merciful.—Come on, poor babe : Proceed in justice; which shall have due Some powerful spirit instruct the kites and

course, ravens,

(say, Event to the guilt, or the purgation.To be thy nurses! Wolves, and bears, they Produce the prisoner. Casting their savageness aside, have done Ofi. It is his highness' pleasure, that the queen Like offices of pity.--Sir, be prosperous (ing, Appear in person here in court.—Silence! In more than this deed doth require ! and bless- HERMIONE is brought in, guarded ; Paulina and Against this cruelty, fight on thy side,

LADIES, attending. Poor thing, condemn’d to loss!

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

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

king of Sicilia, thou art here accused and ar1 Atten. Please your highness, posts,

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

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

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

[landed pretencet whereof being by circumstances partly 1 Lord. So please you, Sir, their speed laid open, thou, Hermione, contrary to the fuith Hath been beyond account.

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

(tels, aid them, for their better safety, to fly away by They have been absent: "T'is good speed; fore- night. It was anciently a practice to swear by the cross at the

* I. e. Our journey has recompensed us the time we Pilt of a sword.

+ Equal

Scheme laid. + I. e. Commit it to some place as a stranger.

spent in it.

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

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

Shalt feel our justice; in whose easiest pasTo say, Not guilty : mine integrity, [it, Look for no less than death.

(sage, Being counted falsehood,* shall, as I express Her. Sir, spare your threats; Be so receiv'. But thus --If powers divine The bug, which you would fright me with, I Behold our human actions, (as they do,), To me can life be no commodity : (seek, I doubt not then, but innocence shall make The crown and comfort of my life, your favour, False accusation blush, and tyranny

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

comfort, Than history can pattern, though devis'd, Starr'd most unluckily,* is from my breast And play'd, to take spectators: For behold The innocent milk in its most innocent mouth, A fellow of the royal bed, which owet (me,,

Haled out to murder: Myself on every post A moiety of the throne, a great king's daugh- Proclaim'd a strumpet: 'With immodest hater,


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

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

That I should fear to die? Therefore, proceed. And only that I stand for. I appeal But yet hear this; mistake me not; No! To your own conscience, Sir, before Polixenes

life, Came to your court, how I was in your grace, I prize it not a straw :-but for mine honour, How merited to be so; since he came, (Which I would free,) if I shall be condemn'd With what encounter so uncurrent I [yond Upon surmises; all proofs sleeping else, Have strain'd, to appear thus: if one jot be- But what your jealousies awake ; I tell you, The bound of honour; or, in act, or will, "Tis rigour and not law.-Your honours all, That way inclining; harden'd be the hearts I do refer me to the oracle; Of all

that hear me, and my near'st of kin Apollo be my judge. Cry, Fie upon my grave!

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

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

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

(Exeunt certain Officers. Than to perform it first.

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

(), that he were alive, and here beholding Though 'tis a saying, Sir, not due to me. His daughter's trial ! that he did but see Leon. You will not own it.

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

[not Of pity, not revenge ! Which comes to me in name of fault, I must At all acknowledge. For Polixenes,

Re-enter OFFICERS, with CLEOMENES and Dion. (With whom I am accus'd,) I do confess, Offi. You here shall swear upon this sword I lov'd him, as in honour he requir'd;

of justice, With such a kind of love, as might become That you, Cleomenes and Dion, have A lady like me; with a love, even such, Been both at Delphos; and from thence have So, and no other, as yourself commanded:

brought Which not to have done, I think, had been in this seal’d-up oracle, by the hand deliver'd Both disobedience and ingratitude, (me Of great Apollo's priest; and that, since then, To you, and toward your friend; whose love You have not dar'd to break the holy seal, had spoke,

[ly, Nor read the secrets in't. Even since it could speak, from an infant, free- Cleo. Dion. All this we swear. That it was yours. Now, for conspiracy, Leon. Break up the seals, and read. I know not how it tastes; though it be dish'd Offi. [Reads.) Hernione is chaste, Polixenes For me to try how: all I know of it,

blameless, Camillo a true subject, Leontes u jeaIs, that Camillo was an honest man; [selves, lous tyrant, his innocent babe truly begotten ; and And, why he left your court, the gods them- the king shall live without an heir, if that, which Wotting no more than I, are ignorant. is lost, be not found. Leon. You knew of his departure, as you Lords. Now blessed be the great Apollo! know

Her. Praised!
What you have underta'en to do in his absence. Leon. Hast thou read truth?
Her. Sir,

Offi. Ay, my lord; even so
You speak a language that I understand not: As it is here set down.
My life stands in the levelt of your dreams, Leun. There is no truth at all i'the oracle:
Which I'll lay down.

The sessions shail proceed; this is mere falseLeon. Your actions are my dreams;

hood. You had a bastard by Polixenes, [shame, And I but dream'd it :-As you were past all

Enter a Servant, hastily. (Those of your facts are so,) so past all truth: Serv. My lord the king, the king! Which to deny, concerns more than avails:

• Ill-starred; born under an inauspicious planet. Troachery. + Own, possess.

+ 1.e. The degree of strength which it is customary to 1 Is within the reach.

acquire before women are suffered to go abroad after They who have done like you.



Leon. What is the business?

That could conceive, a gross and foolish sire Sero. O Sir, I shall be hated to report it: Blemish'd his gracious dam: this is not, no, The prince your son, with mere conceit and Laid to thy answer: But the last,-0, lords, Of the queen's speed,* is gone. [fear When I have said, cry, woe!-the queen, the Leon. How! gone?

queen, Serr. Is dead.

The sweetest, 'dearest, creature's dead; and Leon, Apollo's angry; and the heavens them

vengeance for't

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

Paul. I say, she's dead; I'll sweart: if word, Paul. This news is mortal to the queen :

nor oath, Look down

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

Tincture, or lustre, in her lip, her eye,

(you Leon. Take her hence:

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

[thee Some remedies for life. --Apollo, pardon Than all thy woes can stir: therefore betake

(Eseunt PaulinA and LADIES, with Herm. To nothing but despair. A thousand knees My great profaneness 'gainst thine oracle! Ten thousand years together, naked, fasting, I'll reconcile me to Polixenes;

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

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

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

1 Lord. Say no more; But that the good mind of Camillo tardied Howe'er the business goes, you have made fault My swift command, though I with death, and I'the boldness of your speech. with

Puul. I am sorry for't;

[them, Reward, did threaten and encourage him, All faults I make, when I shall come to know Not doing it, and being done: he, most hu- I do repent: Alas, I have show'd too much mane,

The rashness of a woman: he is touch'd And fill'd with honour, to my kingly guest To the noble heart.-What's gone, and what's Unclasp'd my practice; quit his fortunes here, past help, Which you knew great, and to the certain Should be past grief: Do not receive affliction hazard

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

liege, Does my deeds make the blacker!

Sir, royal Sir, forgive a foolish woman:

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

I'll speak of her no more, nor of your children;

I'll not remember you of my own lord, Paul. Woe the while!

Who is lost too: Take your patience to you, O, cut my lace; lest my heart, cracking it, And I'll say nothing. Break too!

Leon. Thou didst speak but well, (better 1 Lord. What fit is this, good lady? Paul. What studied torments, tyrant, hast Than to be pitied of thee. Pr'ythee, bring me

When most the truth; which I receive much for me?

(boiling; To the dead bodies of my queen, and son: What wheels? racks? fires? What faying? | One grave shall be for both; upon them shall In leads, or oils? what old, or newer torture

The causes of their death appear, unto
Must I receive; whose every word deserves
To taste of thy most worst?" Thy tyranny

Our shame perpetual: Once a day I'll visit Together working with thy jealousies,

The chapel where they lie; and tears, shed

Shall be my recreation : So long as (there, Fancies too weak for

boys, too green and idle, Nature will bear up with this exercise, For girls of nine !—0, think, what they have so long I daily

vow to use it. Come, done,

(Exeunt. And then run mad, indeed; stark mad! for all And lead me to these sorrows. Thy by-gone fooleries were but spices of it.

SCENE III.-Bohemia.–A desert Country That thou betray'dst Polixenes, 'twas nothing;

near the Sea. That did but show thee, of a fool, inconstant, And damnable ungrateful: nor was't much, Enter ANTIGONUS, with the Child; and a Thou would'st have poison'd good Camillo's

MARINER. honour, To have him kill a king; poor trespasses,

Ant. Thou art perfect* then, our ship hath

touch'd upon More monstrous standing by: whereof I reckon

The casting forth to crows thy baby daughter, The deserts of Bohemia?
To be or none, or little; though a devil

Mar. Ay, my lord; and fear (grimly, Would have shed water out of fire, 1 ere don't: We have landed in ill time: the skies look Nor is't directly laid to thee, the death And threaten present blusters. In my conOf the young prince; whose honourable


The heavens with that we have in hand are

[angry, (Thoughts high for one so tender,) cleft the And frown upon us.

Ant. Their sacred wills be done-Go, get Of the event of the Queen's trial. + Committed

aboard ; 11. . A devil would have shed tears of pity, ere he would have perpetrated such an action.

* Well-assured.


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

the dead
May walk again : if such thing be, thy mother

Enter Clown.
Appear'd to me last night; for ne'er was dream
So like a waking. To me comes a creature,

Clo. Hilloa, loa!
Sometimes her head on one side, some another; thing to talk on when thou art dead and rotten,

Shep. What, art so near? If thou'lt see a I never saw a vessel of like sorrow, So fill’d, and so becoming: in pure white robes, come hither. What ailest thou, man?

Clo. I have seen two such sights, by sea, and Like very sanctity, she did approach My cabin where I lay: thrice bow'd before me; it is now the sky; betwixt the firmament and

by land ;-but I am not to say, it is a sea, for And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon

it, you cannot thrust a bodkin's point. Did this break from her: Good Antigonus,

Shep. Why, boy, how is it?

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

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

that's not to the point: 0, the most piteous cry of my poor habe, according to thine oath,Places remote enough are in Bohemia,

of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em, and There weep, and leure it crying ; and, for the babe pot to see 'em: now the ship boring the moon Is counted lost for ever, Perdita,

with her main-mast; and anon swallowed with

yest and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a I pr’ythee, call’t ; for this ungentle business, Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shult see

hogshead. And then for the land service,-To Thy wife Paulina more:-and so, with shrieks, how he cried to me for help, and said,

his name

see how the bear tore out his shoulder-bone; She melted into air. Affrighted much, I did in time collect myself; and thought

was Antigonus, a nobleman:-But to make an This was so, and no slumber. Dreams are toys: dragoned; it:

but, first, how the poor souls

end of the ship :-to see how the sea flapYet, for this once, yea, superstitiously,

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

gentleman roared, and the bear

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

or weather. Of king Polixenes, it should here be laid, Either for life, or death, upon the earth

Shep. 'Name of mercy, when was this, boy? Of its right father.-Blossom, speed thee well!

Lol. Now, now; I have not winked since I (Laying down the Child. under water, nor the bear balf dined on the

saw these sights: the men are not yet cold There lie; and there thy character: there gentleman ; he's at it now.

these ; [Laying down a Bundle. Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee, the old man !

Shep. Would I had been by, to have helped pretty, Ind still rest thine.- -The storm begins :- to have helped her ; there your charity would

Clo. I would you had been by the ship side, Poor wretch, have lacked footing.

[Aside. That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos'a To loss, and what may follow !-Weep I can look thee here, boy. Now bless thyself; thou

Shep. Heavy matters! heavy matters! but not, But my heart bleeds: and most accurs'd am I, born. Here's a sight for thee; look thee, a

met'st with things dying, I with things new To be by oath enjoin'd to this.-Farewell! The day frowns more and more; thou art like bearing-cloths for a squire's child! Look thee

here ; take up, take up, boy; open't. So, let's to have A lullaby too rough : I never saw (mour?– see; It was told me, I should be rich by the The heavens 30 dim by day. A savage cla- fairies: this is some changeling :ff-open't:

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

Clo. You're a made old man; if the sins of I am gone for ever. [Exit, pursued by a Bear.

your youth are forgiven you, you're well to

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

Shep. This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove Shep. I would, there were no age between so: up with it, keep it close; home, home, the

We are lucky, boy; and to be so ten and three-and-twenty; or that youth would next{ way.

eep out the rest : for there is nothing in the still, requires nothing but secrecy.—Let my between but getting wenches with child, sheep go :-Come, good boy, the next way

home. wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting Hark you now would any but these boiled I'll go see if the bear be gone from the gentle

Clo. Go you the next way with your findings; this weather? They have scared away two of man, and how much he hath eaten : they are my best sheep; which, I fear, the wolf will

+ Female infant. Swallowed. sooner find, than the master: if any where I The inantle in which a child was carried to be baptized. bave them, 'tis by the sea side, browzing on li Some child left behind by the fairies, in the room of

the poo

one which they had stolen. * The writing afterward discovered with Perdita.

* Child.


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

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

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

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

(Ereunt. loss of his most precious queen, and children,

are even now to be afresh lamented. Say to ACT IV.

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

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

them, when they have approved their virtues. Of good and bad; that make, and unfold error, prince: What his happier affairs may be, are

Cam. Sir, it is three days, since I saw the Now take upon me, in the name of Time,

to me unknown: but I have, missingly, noted,+ To use my wings. Impute it not a crime,

he is of late much retired from court; and is To me, or my swift passage, that I slide O'er sixteen years, and leave the growth un- formerly he hath appeared.

less frequent to his princely exercises, than tried

Pol. I have considered so much, Camillo; Of that wide gap;t since it is in my power To o'erthrow law, and in one self-born hour

and with some care ; so far, that I have eyes To plant and o'erwhelm custom: Let me pass edness : from whom I have this intelligence;

under my service, which look upon his removThe same I am, ere ancient'st order was,

That he is seldom from the house of a most Or what is now received: I witness to The times that brought them in ; so shall I do homely shepherd; a man,

they say, that from To the freshest things now reigning; and of his neighbours, is grown into an unspeak

very nothing, and beyond the imagination make stale

able estate. The glistering of this present, as my tale Now seems to it. Your patience this allowing, hath a daughter of most rare note: the report

Cam. I have heard, Sir, of such a man, who I turn my glass; and give my scene such grow- of her is extended more, than can be thought

ing, As you had slept between. Leontes leaving

to begin from such a cottage. The effects of his fond jealousies ; so grieving, But, I fear the angle that plucks our son

Pol. That's likewise part of my intelligence. That he shuts up himself; imagine met thither. Thou shalt accompany us to the place: Gentle spectators, that I now may be In fair Bohemia; and remember well,

where we will, not appearing what we are, I mentioned a son o’the king's, which Florizel whose

simplicity, I think it not uneasy, to get

have some question with the shepherd; from I now name to you; and with speed so pace To speak of Perdita, now grown in grace

the cause of my son's resort thither. Pr’ythee, Equal with wond'ring: What of her ensues,

be my present partner in this business, and lay I list not prophecy; but let Time's news

aside the thoughts of Sicilia. Be known, when 'íis brought forth :-a shep

Cam. I willingly obey your command. herd's daughter,

Pol. My best Camillo !-We must disguise

ourselves. And what to her adheres, which follows after,

[Ereunt. Is the arguments of time: Of this allow ,||

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

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


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

With, heigh! the dory over the dale,

Why, then comes in the sweet o’the yeur ;

For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. Pol. I pray thee, good Camillo, be no inore The white sheet bleaching on the hedge,importunate: 'tis a sickness, denying thee any With, hey! the sweet birds, 0, how they sing! thing; a death, to grant this.

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

Pol. As thou lovest me, Camillo, wipe not wore three-pile ;** but now I am out of service: out the rest of thy services, by leaving me now: the need I have of thee, thine own goodness But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? hath made; better not to have had thee, than The pale moon shines by night : thus to want thee; thou, having made me

And when I wander here and there, businesses, which none, without thee, can suf

I then do most go right. ficiently manage, must'either stay to execute

If tinkers may have leave to lire, them thyself; or take away with thee the very

And beur the sow-skin budget; Mischievous.

+ I. e. Leave unexamined the progress of the interme. # Friendly offices. + Observed at iniert:ls. diate time which filled up the gap in Perdita's story.

$1. e. The spring blood reigns over the parts lately un. * Imagine for me. Subject. ll Approve. der the dominion of winter. 9 Think too highly

Il Thievish.


** Rich vclvct.

1 Talk.

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