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

Flo.
Very nobly
Have you deserv'd: it is my father's music,
To speak your deeds; not little of his care
To have them recompens'd as thought on.
Cam.

If

Well, my lord,

you may please to think I love the king, And, through him, what is nearest to him, which is Your gracious self, embrace but my direction, (If your more ponderous and settled project May suffer alteration,) on mine honour

I'll point you where you shall have such receiving
As shall become your highness; where you may
Enjoy your mistress; (from the whom, I see,
There's no disjunction to be made, but by,
As heavens forfend! your ruin :) marry her;
And (with my best endeavours, in your absence)
Your discontenting father strive to qualify,
And bring him up to liking.

May this, almost a miracle, be done?

That I may call thee something more than man,

And, after that, trust to thee.

Cam.

A place, whereto you'll go?

Flo.

Have you thought on

Not any yet:

But as the unthought-on accident is guilty
To what we wildly do, so we profess

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

Cam.

Then list 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 so, I see, she must be,) 'fore Leontes;
She shall be habited as it becomes

The partner of your bed. Methinks, I see
Leontes, opening his free arms, and weeping

a

His welcomes forth: asks thee, the son, forgiveness,
As 't were i' the father's person: kisses the hands
Of your fresh princess: o'er and o'er divides him
"Twixt his unkindness and his kindness; the one
He chides to hell, and bids the other grow
Faster than thought or time.

Flo.
Worthy Camillo,
What colour for my visitation shall I

Hold up before him?

down:

Cam.
Sent by the king your father
To greet him, and to give him comforts. Sir,
The manner of your bearing towards him, with
What you, as from your father, shall deliver,
Things known betwixt us three, I'll write
The which shall point you forth at every sitting
What you must say; that he shall not perceive,
But that you have your father's bosom there,
And speak his very heart.

Flo.

There is some sap in this.

Cam.

you

I am bound to you:

A course more promising

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 so certain as your anchors; who
Do their best office, if they can but stay you
Where you'll be loth to be: Besides, you know,
Prosperity's the very bond of love;

Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together
Affliction alters.

Per.

One of these is true:

I think affliction may subdue the cheek,

But not take in the mind.

Cam.

Yea, say you so?

There shall not, at your father's house, these seven years,

Be born another such.

Flo.

My good Camillo,

a The. In the original, there.

But, O, the thorns we stand upon !-Camillo,-
Preserver of my father, now of me;

The medicine of our house!-how shall we do?

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

Nor shall appear in Sicilia

Do all lie there it shall be so my care

To have you royally appointed, as if

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

Enter AUTOLYCUS.

one word.
[They talk aside.

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Aut. Ha, ha! what a fool honesty is! and trust, his sworn brother, a very simple gentleman! I have sold all my trumpery; not a counterfeit stone, not a riband, glass, pomander,' brooch, table-book, ballad, knife, tape, glove, shoe-tie, bracelet, horn-ring, to keep my pack from fasting; they throng who should buy first, as if my trinkets had been hallowed, and brought a benediction to the buyer: by which means I saw whose purse was best in picture; and what I saw, to my good use I remembered. My clown (who wants but something to be a reasonable man) grew so in love with the wenches' song, that he would not stir his pettitoes till he had both tune and words; which so drew the rest of the herd to me, that all their other senses stuck in ears: you might a The original reads

"She is i' th' reere 'our birth."

The apostrophes indicate the sense; but Steevens, sacrificing everything to uniformity of metre, has simply i' th' rear of birth, omitting she is, and substituting of for our.

have pinched a placket, it was senseless; 't was nothing to geld a codpiece of a purse; I would have filed keys off that hung in chains: no hearing, no feeling, but my sir's song, and admiring the nothing of it. So that, in this time of lethargy, I picked and cut most of their festival purses: and had not the old man come in with a whoobub against his daughter and the king's son, and scared my choughs from the chaff, I had not left a purse alive in the whole army.. [CAM., FLO., and PER. come forward.

Cam. Nay, but my letters by this means being there So soon as you arrive, shall clear that doubt.

Flo. And those that you'll procure from king Leontes— Cam. Shall satisfy your father.

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

Aut. If they have overheard me now,——why, hanging.

[Aside. Cam. How now, good fellow? why shakest thou so? Fear not, man; here 's no harm intended to thee.

Aut. I am a poor fellow, sir.

Cam. Why, be so still; here's nobody will steal that from thee: Yet, for the outside of thy poverty we must make an exchange: therefore, discase thee instantly, (thou must think there's a necessity in 't,) and change garments with this gentleman: Though the pennyworth, on his side, be the worst, yet hold thee, there's some boot.

Aut. I am a poor fellow, sir :-I know ye well enough.

[Aside. Cam. Nay, prithee, despatch: the gentleman is half flay'd already.

Aut. Are you in earnest, sir?-I smell the trick on 't.

Flo. Despatch, I prithee.

[Aside.

Aut. Indeed, I have had earnest; but I cannot with conscience take it.

Cam. Unbuckle, unbuckle.

[FLO. and AUTOL. exchange garments.

Fortunate mistress,-let my prophecy

Come home to you!-you must retire yourself
Into some covert: take your sweetheart's hat,
And pluck it o'er your brows; muffle your face;
Dismantle you; and, as you can, disliken
The truth of your own seeming; that you may
(For I do fear eyes over youa) to shipboard
Get undescried.

Adieu, sir.

He would not call me son.

Cam.

Come, lady, come.-Farewell, my friend.

Aut.

Flo. O Perdita, what have we twain forgot! Pray you, a word.

[They converse apart.

Cam. What I do next shall be, to tell the king
Of this escape, and whither they are bound;
Wherein, my hope is, I shall so prevail
To force him after; in whose company
I shall review Sicilia; for whose sight
I have a woman's longing.

Flo.

Fortune speed us !—

Thus we set on, Camillo, to the sea-side.

Cam. The swifter speed the better.

[Aside.

[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 necessary for a cutpurse; a good nose is requisite also, to smell out work for the other senses. I see this is the time that the unjust man doth thrive. 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 anything

a You, which was wanting in the original, was added by Rowe.