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Shep. They call him Doricles, and he boasts himself
To have a worthy feeding ; but I have it
Upon his own report, and I believe it :
He looks like footh ? he says, he loves my daughter,
I think so too ; for never gaz'd the moon
Upon the water, as he'll stand and read
As 'twere my daughter's eyes : and, to be plain,
I think, there is not half a kiss to chuse
Who loves another best.

Pol. She dances featly.

Shep. So she does any thing, tho' I report it That should be filent; if

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Doricles Do light upon her, she shall bring him That Which he not dreams of.

Enter a Servant. Ser. O master, if you did but hear the pedlar at the door, you would never dance again after a tabor and pipe: no, the bag-pipe could not move you; he fings several tunes, faster than you'll tell mony; he utters them as he had eaten ballads, and all mens' ears grew to his tunes.

Clo. He could never come better ; he shall come in ; I love a ballad but even too well, if it be doleful matter merrily set down ; or a very pleasant thing indeed, and fung lamentably.

Ser. He hath songs for man, or woman, of all fizes ; no milliner can so fit his customers with gloves : he has the prettiest love songs for maids, so without bawdry, (which is strange) with such delicate burthens of dil-do's and fa-ding's : jump her, and thump her: and where some stretch-mouth'd rafcal would, as it were, mean mifchief, and break a foul gap into the matter, he makes the maid to answer, Whoop, do me no barm, good man; puts him off, flights him, with Whoop, do me no harm, good man.

Pol. This is a brave fellow.

Clo. Believe me, thou talkęft of an admirable con: ceited fellow; has he any unbraided wares ? Ser. He hath ribbons of all the colours is th' rainbow ;

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points, more than all the lawyers in Bohemia can learnedly handle, though they come to him by the grofs ; inkles, caddisses, cambricks, lawns ; why, he fings them over, as they were Gods and Goddesses; you would think a smock were a fhe-angel, he so chants to the Neeve-hand and the work about the square on’t.

Clo. Pr’ythee, bring him in ; and let him approach, Singing,

Per. Forewarn him, that he use no fcurrilous words in's tunes.

Clo. You have of these pedlars that have more in 'em
than you'd think, fifter.
Per. Ay, good brother, or go about to think.

Enter Autolicus finging.
Lawn as white as driven snow,
Cyprus black as e'er was crow ;
Gloves as sweet as damask roses,
Masks for faces and for nofes ;
Bugle bracelets, neck-lace amber,
Perfume for a lady's chamber :
Golden quoifs, and stomachers,
For

my lads to give their dears :
Pins, and poaking: sticks of steel,
What maids lack from bead to heel :
Come buy of me, come: come buy, come buy,
Buy, lads, or else your lases cry.

Come buy, &c.
Clo. If I were not in love with Mopsa, thou should'it
take no mony of me ; but being enthrallid as I am,
it will also be the bondage of certain ribbons and
gloves.

Mop. I was promis'd them against the feast, but they come not too late now.

Dor. He hath promis'd you more than that, or there be liars.

Mop. He hath paid you all he promis'd you: 'may be, he has paid you more ; which will hame you to give him again.

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Clo. Is there no manners left among maids ? will they wear their plackets, where they should wear their faces is there not milking-time, when you are going to bed, or kill-hole, to whistle of these secrets, but you must be title tattling before all our guests ? , 'tis well, they are whispring : clamour your tongues, and not a word

Mop. I have done :. come, you promis'd me a tawdry lace, and a pair of sweet gloves.

Clo. Have I not told thee how I was cozen’d by the way, and lost all my mony?

Aut. And, indeed, Sir, there are cozeners abroad, therefore it behoves men to be

wary. Clo. Fear not thou, man, thou shalt lose nothing here,

Aut. I hope for Sir, for I have:about me many para cels of charge.

Clo. What hast here? ballads?

Mop. Pray now, buy some; I love a ballad in print, or a life ; for then we are sure they are true.

Aut. Here's one to a very doleful-tune, how a usurer's wife was brought to bed with twenty mony bags at a burthen; and how the long’d to eat adders? heads, and toads carbonado'd.

Mop. Is it true, think you!
Aut. Very true, and but a month old:
Dor. Bless me from marrying a ufurer!

Aut. Here's the midwife's name to't, one miftress Tales porter, and five or fix honest wives that were present. Why should I carry lies abroad?

Mop. Pray you now, buy it.

Clo. Come on, lay it by; and let's first see more bal: lads ; we'll buy the other things anon.

Aut. Here's another ballad, of a fish that appear'd upon the coast, on Wednesday the fourscore of April, forty thousand fadom above water, and sung this ballad against the hard hearts of maids; it was thought, she was a woman, and was turn'd into a cold filh, for she would not exchange Aesh with one that lov'd her: the ballad is

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Aut. Five justices hands at it;" and witnesses, more
than my pack will hold..

Clo. Lay it by too: another,
Aut. This is a merry ballad, but a very pretty one.
Mop. Let's have some merry, ones.

Aut. Why, this is a pafling merry one, and goes to the tune of, Two maids wooing a man; there's scarce a maid westward, but the fings it: 'tis in request, I can

Mop. We can both fing it'; if thou'lt bear a part, thou shalt hear, 'tis in three parts.

Dor. We had the tune on't a month ago.

Aut. I can bear my part ;: you must know, 'tis my occupation : have at it with you.

Aut. Get you hence, for I must go,

Where it fits not you to know.-
Dor. Whither
Mop. Q whither?
Dor. Whither?
Mop. It becomes thy oath full well,'.

Thou to me thy secrets tell.
Dor. Me too, let thitber:
Mop. Or thou goes to th

grange, or mill.
Dor. If to either, thou doft ill :-
Aut. Neither.
Dor. What neither ?
Aut. Neither.
Dor. Thou haft sworn my love to be ;
Mop, Thou has sworn it more to me :-

Then whither geeft ? say, whitber?
Clo. We'll have this song out anon by ourselves : my
father and the gentlemen are in" fad talk, and we'll not
trouble them : come, bring away thy pack after me.
Wenches, I'll buy for you both : Pedler, let's have the
first choice ; follow me, girls.

Aut. And you shall pay well for 'em.

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Enter Servant.
Ser. (14) Mafter, there are three goat-herds, three
fhepherds, three neat-herds, and three swine-herds, that
have made themselves all men of hair, they call them-
selves Saltiers : and they have a dance, which the wenches
fay is a gallymaufry of gambols, because they are not
in't: but they themselves are o'th' mind, (if it be not
too rough for some, that know little but bowling,) it will
please plentifully.

Shep. Away! we'll none on't; here has been too
much homely foolery already. I know, Sir, we weary
you.

Pol. You weary those, that refresh us : pray, let's see
these four-threes of herdsmen.
Ser. One three of them, by their own report, Sir

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hath danc'd before the King; and not the worst of the
three but jumps twelve foot and a half by th' square.

Shep. Leave your prating ; fince these good pleas'd, let them come in ; but quickly now.

(14) Mafter, there are three Carters, ibree Sbepberds, tbree Neat-berds, and three Swine-berds,] Thus all the printed copies hitherto. Now, in two Speeches after this, there are called four three's of Herdsmen. But could the Carters properly be 'call’d Herdsmen? At least, they have not the final Syllable

, Herd, in their Names; which, I believe, Sbakespeare intended, all the four three's mould have. I have therefore guess'd that

-Mafter, tbere are abre Goat-herds, &c. And 10, I think, we take in the four Specics of Calcie usually tended by Herdsmer.

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