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FLO. Now, good Camillo,

I am fo fraught with curious business, that
I leave out ceremony.

CAM. Sir, I think,

You have heard of my poor fervices, i'the love
That I have born your father?

FLO. Very nobly

Have you deserv'd: it is my father's musick,
To speak your deeds; not little of his care,
To have them recompenc'd as thought on.
CAM. Well, my lord,

If you may please to think, I love the king;
And, through him, what's neareft to him, which is
Your gracious felf; embrace but my direction,
(If your more ponderous and fettl'd project
May fuffer alteration) on mine honour,

I'll point you where you fhall have fuch receiving
As fhall become your highness; where you may
Enjoy your mistrefs; from the whom, I fee,
There's no difjunction to be made, but by
(As heavens forefend !) your ruin: Marry her;
And, with my best endeavours, in your abfence,
Your difcontenting father I'll ftrive to qualify,
And bring him up to liking.

FLO. How, Camillo,

May this, almoft a miracle, be done?

That I may call thee, fomething more than man; And, after that, truft to thee.

CAM. Have you thought on

A place, whereto you'll go?
FLO. Not any yet:

But as the unthought-on accident is guilty

To what we wildly do; fo we profess

Ourselves, to be the flaves of chance, and flies
Of every wind that blows.

CAM. Then lift to me:

This follows, if you will not change your purpose, But undergo this flight;- Make for Sicilia;

And there present yourself, and your fair princess,
(For fo, I fee, fhe must be) 'fore Leontes;
She shall be habited, as it becomes

The partner of your bed. Methinks, I fee
Leontes, opening his free arms, and weeping
His welcomes forth: asks thee, the fon, forgiveness,
As 'twere i'the father's perfon: kiffes the hands
Of your fresh princefs : o'er and o'er divides him
"Twixt his unkindness and his kindness; the one
He chides to hell, and bids the other grow,
Fafter than thought, or time.

FLO. Worthy Camillo,

What colour for my visitation fhall I
Hold up before him?

CAM. Sent by the king your father,

down:

To greet him, and to give him comforts. Sir,
The manner of your bearing towards him, with
What you, as from your father, fhall deliver,
Things known betwixt us three, I'll write
The which fhall point you forth, at every fitting,
What you must fay; that he fhall not perceive,
But that you have your
father's bosom there,

And speak his very heart.

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FLO. I am bound to you:

There is fome fap in this.

CAM. A courfe more promising

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Than a wild dedication of yourselves

To unpath'd waters, undream'd shores; most certain,
To miseries enough: no hope to help you;
But, as you shake off one, to take another:
Nothing fo certain, as your anchors; who
Do their beft office, if they can but stay you
Where you'll be loth to be: Befides, you know,
Profperity's the very bond of love;

Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together
Affiction alters.

PER. One of these is true:

I think, affliction may fubdue the cheek;
But not take-in the mind.

CAM. Yea, fay you fo?

There fhall not, at your father's house, these feven years, Be born another fuch.

FLO. My good Camillo,

She is as forward of her breeding, as

1'the

rear of birth.

CAM. I cannot fay, 'tis pity

She lacks inftructions; for fhe seems a mistress

To moft that teach.

PER. Your pardon, fir, for this;

I'll blush you thanks.

FLO. My prettiest Perdita.

But, o, the thorns we stand upon !-Camillo,

Preserver of my father, now of me;

The med'cine of our house, how fhall we do?

We are not furnish'd like Bohemia's fon;

Nor fhall appear in Sicily

CAM. My lord,

Fear none of this: I think, you know, my fortunes

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Do all lie there: it fhall be fo my care
To have you royally appointed, as if

The scene, you play, were mine. For instance, fir,
That you may know, you shall not want,-

one word.

[they converfe apart.

Enter AUTOLICUS.

Aur. Ha, ha! What a fool honefty is? and trust, his fworn brother, a very fimple gentleman. I have fold all my trumpery; not a counterfeit ftone, not a riband, glass, pomander, broch, table-book, ballad, knife, tape, glove, fhoo-tye, bracelet, horn-ring, to keep my pack from fafting: they throng who fhould buy firft; as if my trinkets had been hallow'd, and brought a benediction to the buyer: by which means, I saw whose purfe was beft in picture; and, what I faw, to my good ufe, I remember'd. My clown (who wants but fomething to be a reasonable man) grew fo in love with the wenches' fong, that he would not stir his pettitoes, 'till he had both tune and words; which fo drew the rest of the herd to me, that all their other fenfes ftuck in ears: you might have pinch'd a placket, it was fenfelefs; 'twas nothing, to geld a cod-piece of a purfe; I would have fil'd keys off, that hung in chains no hearing, no feeling, but my fir's fong, and admiring the nothing of it. So that, in this time of lethargy, I pick'd and cut most of their festival purses: and had not the old man come in, with a whoo-bub againft his daughter and the king's fon, and fear'd my choughs from the chaff, I had not left a purfe alive in the whole army.

CAM. Nay, but my letters by this means being there So foon as you arrive, fhall clear that doubt.

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CAM. Shall satisfy your father.

PER. Happy be you!

All, that you speak, fhews fair.

[ontes,

[Jeeing Autolicus.

CAM. Who have we here? —

We'll make an inftrument of this; omit
Nothing, may give us aid.

[ing." AUT. "If they have overheard me now, why, hangCAM. How now, good fellow? Wherefore shak'ft thou Fear not, man; here's no harm intended to thee. [fo? Aur. I am a poor fellow, fir.

CAM. Why, be so still;

Here's no body will steal that from thee: Yet,
For the out-fide of thy poverty, we must

Make an exchange: therefore, discase thee inftantly,-
Thou must think, there's a neceffity in't,

and change

Garments wi' this gentleman: Though the pennyworth, On his fide, be the worst, yet, hold

boot.

AUT. I am a poor fellow, fir:

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thee, there's fome [enough. "I know ye well

CAM. Nay, pr'ythee now, dispatch; the gentleman

'S half flea'd already.

AUT. Are you in earnest, fir?—

"I fmell the trick of it."

FLO. Dispatch, I pr'ythee.

AUT. "Indeed, I have had earneft; but I cannot ' "With confcience take it."

CAM. Unbuckle, unbuckle.

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[Florizel and Autolicus exchange Garments.

Fortunate mistress,-Let my prophefy

Come home to you!-you must retire yourself
Into fome covert: take your fweet-heart's hat,

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