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I yield all this;
Let him know't.
Pr’ythee, let him.
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,
[Discovering himself. Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base To be acknowledg’d: Thou a scepter's heir, That thus affect'st a sheep-hook !--Thou old traitor, 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 cop'st with ; Shep.
O, my heart ! Pol. I'll have thy beauty scratch'd with briars,
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'll bar thee from succession ; Not hold thee of our blood, no not our kin, Far than Deucalion off ;-Mark thou my words; Follow us to the court.-Thou churl, for this
time, Though full of our displeasure, yet we free thee From the dead blow of it. And you, enchant
ment, Worthy enough a herdsman; yea, him too,
That makes himself, but for our honour therein,
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?
[To FLORIZEL. I told you, what would come of this: 'Beseech you, Of your own state take care: this dream of mine, Being now awake, I'll queen it no inch further, But milk my ewes, and weep. Cam.
Why, how now, father? Speak, ere thou diest. Shep.
I cannot speak, nor think, Nor dare to know that which I know.-0, sir,
[T. FLORIZEL. 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: but now Some hangman must put on my shroud, and lay me Where no priest shovels-in dust.- O cursed wretch!
[To PERDITA. That knew’st this was the prince, and would'st ad
venture To mingle faith with him.-Undone! undone!
? I was not much afeard: &c.] The character is here finely sustained. To have made her quite astonished at the King's discovery of himself had not become her birth; and to have given her presence of mind to have made this reply to the King, had not become her education. WARBURTON.
If I might die within this hour, I have liv’d
Why look you so upon me?
Gracious my lord,
I not purpose it.
Even he, my lord.
It cannot fail, but by
This is desperate, sir.
and by my fancy :) It must be remembered that fancy in our author very often, as this place, means lore. VOL. III.
I needs must think it honesty. Camillo,
may Be thereat glean'd; for all the sun sees, or The close earth wombs, or the profound seas hide In unknown fathoms, will I break my
O, my lord,
Flo. Hark, Perdita. -[Takes her aside. I'll hear you by and by.
[To CAMILLO. Cam.
Now, good Camillo,
Sir, I think,
Have you deserv'd: it is my father's musick,
Well, my lord, If
you may please to think I love the king;
you thought on A place, whereto you'll go? Flo.
Not any yet:
wind that blows. Сат. .
Then list to me: This follows,-if you will not change your purpose,
9 Your discontenting father strive to qualify.) Discontenting is in our author's language the same as discontented. 1 But as the unthought-on accident is guilty
To what we wildly do;] Guilty to, though it sounds harsh to our ears, was the phraseology of the time, or at least of Shakspeare; and this is one of those passages that should caution us not to disturb his text merely because the language appears different from that now in use. MALONE.