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I would your spirit were easier for advice,

Or stronger for your need.

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Resolv'd for flight: Now were I happy if
His going I could frame to serve my turn;
Save him from danger, do him love and honour;
Purchase the sight again of dear Sicilia,

And that unhappy king, my master, whom
I so much thirst to see.

Flo.

Now good Camillo,

I am so fraught with curious business, that

I leave out ceremony.

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You have heard of my poor services, i'the love

That I have borne your father?

Very nobly

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

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,
There's no disjunction to be made, but by,
As heavens forefend! your ruin:) marry her;
And (with my best endeavours, in your absence,)
Your discontenting father strive to qualify,
And bring him up to liking.

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
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
His welcomes forth: asks thee, the son, forgiveness,
As 'twere 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?

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 you down,
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.

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,

She is as forward of her breeding, as

I the rear of birth.

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

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.

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