And pluck it o'er your brows; muffle your face;
Dismantle you; and, as you can, disliken
The truth of your own feeming; that you may
(For I do fear eyes over you) to ship-board
Get undefcry'd.

PER. I fee, the play fo lies,

That I must bear a part.

CAM. No remedy.—

Have you done there?

FLO. Should I now meet my father,

He would not call me fon.

CAM. Nay, you shall have no hat:

Come, lady, come.

AUT. Adieu, fir.

[giving it to Perdita.

Farewel, my friend.

[retiring.

FLO. O, Perdita, what have we twain forgot?

Pray you, a word.

[talking with her afide, CAM. What I do next, fhall be, to tell the king Of this escape, and whither they are bound; Wherein, my hope is, I fhall fo prevail, To force him after: in whose company I fhall review Sicilia; for whose fight I have a woman's longing.

FLO. Fortune speed us!

Thus we fet on, Camillo, to the fea- fide.
CAM. The swifter speed, the better.

[Exeunt FLORIZEL, PERDITA, and CAMILLO. AUT. I understand the business, I hear it: To have an open ear, a quick eye, and a nimble hand, is neceffary for a cut-purfe; a good nose is to fmell out work for the other fenfes. the time that the unjust man doth thrive.

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requisite also, fee, this is What an

exchange had this been, without boot? what a boot is here, with this exchange? Sure, the gods do this year connive at us, and we may do any thing extempore. The prince himself is about a piece of iniquity; stealing away from his father, with his clog at his heels: If I thought not it were a piece of honesty to acquaint the king withal, I would do't: I hold it the more knąvery to conceal it; and therein am I conftant to my profeffion.

Enter Clown, and Shepherd.

Afide, afide; here is more matter for a hot brain : Every lane's end, every fhop, church, feffion, hanging, yields a careful man work.

Clo. See, fee; what a man you are now! there is no other way, but to tell the king fhe's a changeling, and none of your flesh and blood.

She. Nay, but hear me.
Clo. Nay, but hear me.
She. Go to then.

Clo. She being none of your flesh and blood, your flesh and blood has not offended the king; and, fo, your flesh and blood is not to be punish'd by him. Shew those things you found about her; those fecret things, all but what she has with her : This being done, let the law go whistle; I warrant you.

She. I will tell the king all, every word, yea, and his fon's pranks too; who, I may fay, is no honest man, neither to his father, nor to me, to go about to make me the king's brother-in-law.

Clo. Indeed, brother-in-law was the fartheft off you could have been to him; and then your blood had been the dearer, by I know not how much an ounce.

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AUT. "Very wisely; puppies!

She. Well; let us to the king: there is that in this† farthel, will make him scratch his beard.

AUT. "I know not, what impediment this complaint" may be to the flight of my mafter."

Clo. Pray heartily, he be at palace.

AUT. "Though I am not naturally honeft, I am fo" "fometimes by chance: Let me pocket up my pedler's + "'excrement." How now, ruftiques? whither are you

bound?

She. To th' palace, an it like your worship.

Aur. Your affairs there? what? with whom? the condition of that farthel, the place of your dwelling, your names, your ages, of what having, breeding, and any thing that is fitting to be known, discover.

Clo. We are but plain fellows, fir.

AUT. A lie; you are rough and hairy: Let me have no lying; it becomes none but tradesmen, and they often give us foldiers the lie: but we pay them for it with ftamped coin, not ftabbing fteel; therefore they do not give us the lie.

Clo. Your worship had like to have given us one, if you had not taken yourself with the manner.

She. Are you a courtier, an't like you, fir?

AUT. Whether it like me, or no, I am a courtier. See'st thou not the air of the court, in these enfoldings? hath not my gait in it, the measure of the court? receives not thy nose court-odour from me? reflect I not on thy bafenefs, court-contempt? Think'st thou, for that I infinuate, to toze from thee thy business, I am therefore no courtier ? I am courtier, cap-a-pe; and one that will either push-on, or pluck-back, thy busi

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nefs there whereupon I command thee to open thy affair.

She. My business, fir, is to the king.

AUT. What advocate haft thou to him?
She. I know not, an't like you.

Clo. "Advocate's the court word for a pheasant;" 'fay, you have none."

She. None, fir: I have no pheasant, cock, nor hen. AUT. How bleffed are we, that are not fimple men ! Yet nature might have made me as these are; Therefore I will not difdain.

Clo. "This cannot be but a great courtier. " She. "His garments are rich, but he wears them "not handsomely,

Clo.

"He feems to be the more noble, in being" "fantastical: 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?

She. 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.

She. Why, fir?

Aur. The king is not at the palace; he is gone aboard a new fhip, to purge melancholy, and air himself: For, if thou be'ft capable of things ferious, thou must know, the king is full of grief.

She. So 'tis faid, fir; about his fon, that should have marry'd a fhepherd's daughter.

Aur. If that shepherd be not in hand-fast, let him

fly; the curfes he shall have, the tortures he fhall feel, will break the back of man, the heart of monster.

Clo. Think you so, fir?

Aur. Not he alone shall suffer, what wit can make heavy, and vengeance bitter; but those that are germane to him, though remov'd fifty times, fhall all come under the hangman: which though it be great pity, yet it is neceffary. An old fheep-whiftling rogue, a ram-tender, to offer to have his daughter come into grace! Some fay, he fhall be fton'd; but that death is too foft for him, fay I: Draw our throne into a fheep-cote! all deaths are too few, the fharpest too easy.

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

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; there ftand, 'till he be three quarters and a dram dead: then recover'd again with aqua-vitæ, or fome other hot infusion: then, raw as he is, and in the hottest day prognoftication proclaims, fhall he be fet against a brick-wall, the fun 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; whose miseries are to be fmil'd at, their offences being fo capital? Tell me, (for you feem to be honest plain men) what you have to the king: being fomething gently confider'd, I'll bring you where he is aboard, tender your perfons to his presence, whisper him in your behalfs; and, if it be in man, befides the king, to effect your fuits, here is man shall do it.

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