Here a Dance of twelve Satyrs. Pol. O, father, you'll know more of that hereafter. Is it not too far gone? 'tis time to part them; He's fimple, and tells much.-How now, fair fhepherd Your heart is full of fomething, that doth take Your mind from feafting. Sooth, when I was young, To load my fhe with knacks: I would have ranfack'd * And nothing marted with him. If your lafs Your lack of love or bounty; you were ftraited Flo. Old Sir, I know, She prizes not fuch trifles as these are; The gifts, fhe looks from me, are packt and lockt That's bolted by the northern blast twice o'er. How prettily the young fwain feems to wash What you profefs. Flo Do, and be witnefs to't. Pol. And this my neighbour too?20x Flo. And he, and more Than he, and men; the earth, and heav'ns, and all; That were I crown'd the most imperial monarch Thereof moft worthy, were I the fairest youth That ever made eye fwerve, had force and knowledge More than was ever man's, I would not prize them Without her love; for her imploy them all; Commend L Commend them, and condemn them, to her service, Pol. Fairly offer'd. Cam. This fhews a found affection. Shep But, my daughter,. Say you the like to him?. Per. I cannot fpeak So well, nothing fo well, no, nor mean better: Shep. Take hands, a bargain; And, friends unknown; you shall bear witness to't:: Her portion equal his. Flo. O, that must be I'th' virtue of your daughter; one being dead, Shep. Come, your hand, And, daughter, yours. Pol. Soft, fwain, a-while; 'befeech you, Have you a father? Flo. I have; but what of him?.. Pol. Knows he of this? Flo. He neither does, nor fhall.. Pol. Methinks, a father Is, at the nuptial of his fon, a gueft That beft becomes the table: 'pray you once more, Of reafonable affairs? is he not ftupid 1 With age, and alt'ring rheums? can he fpeak? hear? Flo. No, good Sir; He has his health, and ampler ftrength, indeed,. Pol. By my white beard, You offer him, if this be so, a wrong Some Something unfilial: Reafon, my fon Should chufe himself a wife; but as good reafon, But fair pofterity) fhould hold fome counfel Flo. I yield all this; But for fome other reasons, my grave Sir, Pal. Let him know't. Flo. He fhall not. Pol. Pr'ythee, let him. Flo. No; he must not. Shep. Let him, my son, he shall not need to grieve At knowing of thy choice. Flo. Come, come, he must not : Mark our contract. Pol. Mark your divorce, young Sir, [Difcovering bimfelf Whom fon I dare not call: thou art too base To be acknowledg'd. Thou a fcepter's heir, That thus affect'ft a fheep-hook! Thou old traytor, I'm forry, 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 coap'ft with Shep. O my heart! Pol. I'll have thy beauty fcratch'd with briars, and made More homely than thy ftate. For thee, fond boy, That thou no more fhalt see this knack, as never Un Unworthy thee; if ever, henceforth, thou Per. Even here undone : [Exit I was not much afraid; for once or twice Cam. Why, how now, father? Speak, ere thou dieft. Shep. I cannot fpeak, nor think, Nor dare to know That which I know. O Sir, You have undone a man of fourscore three, To lye close by his honeft bones; but now [To Florizel, Some hangman muft put on my fhrowd, and lay me [Te Perdita. That knew'ft, This was the Prince; and would't ad venture To mingle faith with him. Undone, undone ! If I might die within this hour, I have liv'd Flo. Why look you fo upon me? I am but forry, not afraid; delay'd, But nothing alter'd: what I was, I am; [Exit More ftraining on, for plucking back; not following Cam. Gracious my Lord, You know your father's temper: at this time He He will allow no fpeech, (which I do guefs, Flo. I not purpose it. I think, Camillo Cam. Even he, my Lord. Per. How often have I told you, 'twould be thus Flo. It cannot fail, but by The violation of my faith, and then Let nature crush the fides o'th' earth together, Am heir to my affection. Cam. Be advis'd. Flo. I am; and by my fancy; if my reason Cam. This is defperate, Sir. Flo. So call it; but it does fulfil my vow Tug for the time to come. This you may know, With her, whom here I cannot hold on fhore; Shall |