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Sometimes her head on one side, some another;-
I never saw a vessel of like sorrow,

So filled, and so becoming;-in pure white robes,
Like very sanctity, she did approach

My cabin where I lay; thrice bow'd before me;
And, gasping to begin some speech, her eyes
Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon
Did this break from her :-" Good Antigonus,
Since fate, against thy better disposition,
Hath made thy person for the thrower-out
Of my poor babe, according to thine oath,-
Places remote enough are in Bohemia;

There weep, and leave it crying; and, for the babe
Is counted lost for ever, Perdita,

1 pr'ythee, call't: For this ungentle business,
Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt see
Thy wife Paulina more:"-and so, with shrieks,
She melted into air :-
•-

Dreams are toys;

Yet, for this once, yea, superstitiously,
I will be squar'd by this. I do believe
Hermione hath suffered death; and that
Apollo would, this being indeed the issue
Of King Polixenes, it should here be laid,
Either for life, or death, upon the earth
Of its right father.-Blossom, speed thee well!
There lie;

And there thy character;—
There these ;-

[Laying down the CHILD. [Lays down a Paper.

[Lays down a Casket.

[Rain and Wind.

Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee, pretty,

And still rest thine.

The storm begins :-Poor wretch,

That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos'd

To loss, and what may follow!-Fare thee well, Sweet! My heart bleeds: and most accurs'd am I, To be by oath enjoin'd to this.-Farewell!—

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[Thunder.

The day frowns more and more;-thou'rt like to

have

A lullaby too rough:-I never saw
The heavens so dim by day.-

A savage clamour ?-—~

[Noise of Hunters.

[A Bear seen at a Distance.

This is the chase.-Well may I get aboard!— [Erit, the Bear following, towards the Ship.Rain-Wind-Thunder.

Enter a SHEPHERD.

Shep. I would, there were no age between ten and three and twenty; or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between, but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting. [Horns sound.]-Hark you now!-Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen, and two and twenty, hunt this weather?-They have scared away two of my best sheep, which, I fear, the wolf will sooner find than the master: if any where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side, browzing of ivy.-Good luck, an't be thy will!-What have we here?—Mercy on's, a barne, a very pretty barne! A boy, or a child, I wonder? A pretty one, a very pretty one. Sure, some scape: though I am not bookish, yet I can read waiting-gentlewoman in the scape. This has been some stair-work, some behind-door work; they were warmer that got this, than the poor thing is here. I'll take it up for pity: yet I'll tarry till my son come; he holloa'd but even now.-Whoa, hohoa!—

CLOWN within.

Clown. Hilloa, loa!

Shep. What, art so near?-If thou'lt see a thing to talk on when thou art dead and buried, come hither.

Enter CLOWN.

What ail'st thou, man?

Clown. I have seen two such sights, by sea, and by land!-but I am not to say, it is a sea; for it is now the sky; betwixt the firmament and it, you cannot thrust a bodkin's point.

Shep. Why, boy, how is it?

Clown. I would, you did but see how it chafes, how it rages, how it takes up the shore! but that's not to the point: O, the most piteous cry of the poor souls! sometimes to see them, and not to see them: now the ship boring the moon with her main-mast; and anon swallowed with yest and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogshead. And then for the land service,To see how the bear tore out his shoulder bone; how he cried to me for help, and said, his name was Antigonus, a nobleman:-But to make an end of the ship,-to see how the sea flap-dragoned it:-but, first, how the poor souls roar'd, and the sea mock'd them; and how the poor old gentleman roar'd, and the bear mocked him ;—both roaring louder than the sea, or weather.

Shep. 'Name of mercy, when was this, boy?

Clown. Now, now; I have not winked since I saw these sights: the men are not yet cold under water; nor the bear half dined on the gentleman;-he's at it now.

Shep. 'Would I had been by, to have helped the old man!-But look thee here, boy. Now bless thyself; thou met'st with things dying-I with things new-born. Here's a sight for thee: look thee, a bearing-cloth for a 'squire's child! Look thee here; take up, take up, boy; open't: So, let's see:-It was told me I should be rich, by the fairies: This is some changeling.-Open't: What's within, boy?

Clown. You're a made old man; if the sins of

your youth are forgiven you, you're well to live.Gold! all gold!

Shep. This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove so.Up with it, keep it close; home, home, the next way. We are lucky, boy; and to be so still, requires nothing but secrecy.-Let my sheep go:-Come, good boy, the next way home.

Clown. Go you the next way with your findings; I'll go see if the bear be gone from the gentleman.— They are never curst, but when they are hungry :if there be any of him left, I'll bury it.

Shep. That's a good deed :—If thou may'st discern by that which is left of him, what he is, fetch me to the sight of him.

Clown. Marry, will I.

Shep. "Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll do good deeds on't.

[Exeunt.

ACT THE FOURTH.

SCENE I.

Bohemia.

A Room in the Palace of POLIXEN ES.

Pol. I

Enter POLIXEN ES and CAMILLO.

pray thee, good Camillo, be no more importunate: 'tis a death to grant this.

Cam. It is sixteen years since I saw my country: Besides, the penitent king, my master, has sent for

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