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Clo. This cannot be but a great Courtier. Shep. His garments are rich, but he wears them not handfomely.

Clo. He feems to be the more noble in being fantaftical. A great man, I'll warrant; I know, by the picking on's teeth.

Aut. The farthel there? what's i'th' farthel? Wherefore that box?

Shep. Sir, there lies fuch fecrets in this farthel and box, which none must know but the King; and which he fhall know within this hour, if I may come to th❜ fpeech of him.

Aut. Age, thou haft loft thy labour.
Shep. Why, Sir?


Aut. The King is not at the Palace: he is gone aboard a new ship, to purge melancholy and air himfelf; for if thou be'ft capable of things ferious, thou must know, the King is full of grief.

Shep. So 'tis faid, Sir, about his fon that fhould have married a fhepherd's daughter.

Aut. If that fhepherd be not in hand-fast, let him fly; the curfes he fhall have, the tortures he fhall feel, will break the back of man, the heart of monfter.

Clo. Think you fo, Șir?

Aut. Not he alone fhall fuffer what wit can make heavy, and vengeance bitter; but those that are germane to him, tho' remov'd fifty times, fhall all come under the hangman; which tho' it be great pity, yet it is neceffary. An old fheep-whistling rogue, a ramtender, to offer to have his daughter come into grace! fome fay, he shall be fton'd; but that death is too foft for him, fay I. Draw our throne into a fheep-coat! all deaths are too few, the fharpeft too easy.

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Clo. Has the old man e'er a fon, Sir, do you hear an't like you, Sir?

Aut. He has a fon, who fhall be flay'd alive, then 'nointed over with honey, fet on the head of a wafp's neft, then stand 'till he be three quarters and a dram dead; then recover'd again with Aqua-vita, or fome other hot infufion; then, raw as he is, and in the hottest day prognoftication proclaims, fhall be be fet against a brick-wall, the Sun looking with a fouthward eye upon him, where he is to behold him, with flies blown to death. But what talk we of these traitorly rafcals, whofe miferies are to be fmil'd at, their offences being fo capital? Tell me, (for you seem to be honest plain men) what you have to the King; being fomething*gently confider'd, I'll bring you where he is abroad, tender your perfons to his presence, whifper him in your behalf, and if it be in man befides the King to effect your fuits, here is a man fhall do it.


Clo. He feems to be of great authority; clofe with him, give him gold; and though authority be a stubborn Bear, yet he is oft led by the nofe with gold; fhew the infide of your purfe to the outfide of his hand, and no more ado. Remember, fton'd, and, flay'd alive.

Shep. An't pleafe you, Sir, to undertake the bufinefs for us, here is that gold I have; I'll make it as much more, and leave this young man in pawn 'till L bring it you.

Aut. After I have done what I promifed?
Shep. Ay, Sir.

Aut. Well, give me the moiety. Are you a party

in this business?

Clo. In fome fort, Sir; but tho' my cafe be a pitiful one, I hope, I fhall not be flay'd out of it.


the hottest day, &c.] That is, the bottest day foretold in the Almanack.

-gently confider'd] That is, I who am regarded as a gentleman will bring you to the king,


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Aut. Oh, that's the cafe of the shepherd's fon -hang him, he'll be made an example.


Clo. Comfort, good comfort; we must to the King, and fhew our strange fights; he must know, 'tis none of your daughter, nor my fifter; we are gone elfe. Sir, I will give you as much as this old man does, when the business is perform'd: and remain, as he says, your Pawn 'till it be brought you.

Aut. I will truft you, walk before toward the feafide, go on the right hand; I will but look upon the hedge, and follow you.

Clo. We are bleffed in this man, as I may fay, even blefs'd.

Shep. Let's before, as he bids us; he was provided to do us good. [Exeunt Shep. and Clown. Aut. If I had a mind to be honeft, I fee, Fortune would not fuffer me; fhe drops booties in my mouth. I am courted now with a double occafion: gold, and a means to do the Prince my mafter good; which, who knows how that may turn back to my advancement? I will bring these two moles, thefe blind ones, aboard him; if he think it fit to fhore them again, and that the complaint they have to the King concerns him nothing, let him call me rogue, for being fo far officious; for I am proof against that Title, and what fhame elfe belongs to't: to him will I prefent them, there may be matter in it. [Exit.


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Changes to Sicilia.

Enter Leontes, Cleomines, Dion, Paulina, and Servants.



IR, you have done enough, and have perform'd A faint-like forrow: no fault could you make, Which you have not redeem'd; indeed, paid down More penitence, than done trefpafs. At the laft, Do as the heav'ns have done, forget your evil; With them, forgive yourself.

Leo. Whilft I remember

Her and her virtues, I cannot forget

My blemishes in them, and fo still think of
The wrong I did myfelf; which was fo much,
That heir-lefs it hath made my Kingdom; and
Destroy'd the fweet'ft companion, that e'er man'
Bred his hopes out of.

Paul. True, too true, my Lord;

If one by one you wedded all the world,
Or, from the *All that are, took fomething good,
To make a perfect woman; fhe, you kill'd,
Would be unparallel'd.

Leo. I think fo.


Kill'd? fhe I kill'd? I did fo, but thou ftrik'ft me
Sorely, to fay I did; it is as bitter

Upon thy tongue, as in my thought. Now, good now,
Say fo but feldom.

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that, true, here has jumped out its place in all the Editions. THEOBALD. This is a favourite thought; it was bestowed on Miranda and Rofalind before.


Cleo. Not at all, good Lady;

You might have fpoke a thoufand things, that would
Have done the time more benefit, and grac'd
Your kindness better.

Paul. You are one of thofe,
Would have him wed again.
Dio. If you would not fo,
You pity not the state, nor the remembrance
Of his moft fovereign name; confider little,
What dangers (by his Highnefs' fail of iffue)
May drop upon his kingdom, and devour
Incertain lookers on.. What were more holy,
Than to rejoice, the former Queen is well?
What holier, than for royalty's repair,
For prefent comfort, and for future good,
To blefs the bed of Majefty again
With a fweet fellow to't?

Paul. There is none worthy,

Than to rejoice, the former Queen Is WELL?] The fpeaker is here giving reafons why the King should marry again. One reason is, pity to the State; another, regard to the continuance of the royal family; and the third, comfort and confolation to the King's affliction. All hitherto is plain, and becoming a Privycounsellor. But now comes in, what he calls, a holy argument for it, and that is a rejoicing that the former Queen is well and at reft. To make this argument of force, we must conclude that the speaker went upon this opinion, that a widower can never heartily rejoice that his former wife is at reft, till he has got another. Without doubt Shakespeare wrote,

-What were more holy,

Than to rejoice the former Queen?


What, fays the fpeaker, can be a more holy motive to a new choice than that it will glad the fpirit of the former Queen? for fhe was of fo excellent a difpofition, that the happinefs of the King and Kingdom, to be procured by it, will give her extreme pleasure. The poet goes upon the general opinion, that the fpirits of the happy in the other world are concerned forthe condition of their surviving friends. WARBURTON.. This emendation is one of thofe of which many may be made; it is fuch as we may wifh the authour had chofen, but which we cannot prove that he did chufe; the reasons for it are plaufible, but not cogent,


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