I would your spirit were easier for advice, Or stronger for your need. Resolv'd for flight: Now were I happy if And that unhappy king, my master, whom Flo. Now good Camillo, I am so fraught with curious business, that I leave out ceremony. [Going. You have heard of my poor services, i'the love That I have borne your father? Very nobly Flo. Cam. Well, my lord, If 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, Flo. How, Camillo, 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 Ourselves to be the slaves of chance, and flies 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 Faster than thought, or time. Flo. Worthy Camillo, What colour for my visitation shall I Hold up before him? Cam. Sent by the king your father To greet him, and to give him comforts. Sir, Flo. There is some sap in this. Cam. I am bound to you: A course more promising Than a wild dedication of yourselves To unpath'd waters, undream'd shores; most certain, Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together 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, She is as forward of her breeding, as I the rear of birth. But, O, the thorns we stand upon!-Camillo,- The medicin of our house!-how shall we do? We are not furnish'd like Bohemia's son; Nor shall appear in Sicily Cam. My lord, Fear none of this: I think, you know, my fortunes 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, know you shall not want,-one word. [They talk aside. That you may Enter AUTOLYCHUS.. Ant. Ha, ha! what a fool honesty is! and trust, his sworn brother, a very simple gentleman! I have sold all my trumpery 62; not a counterfeit stone, not a riband, glass, pomander, brooch, table-book, bal lad, knife, tape, glove, shoe-tye, 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 remember'd. 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 have pinch'd a placket, it was senseless; 'twas 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 pick'd and cut most of their festival purses; and had not the old man come in with a hubbub 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. [Camillo, Florizel, and Perdita, 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. |