ACT IV.SceneI.

LINENOTES:Scene II.A court....]Scene represents a Court of Justice. Theobald.Enter...]Enter Leontes, Lords, Officers: Hermione (as to her Triall), Ladies: Cleomines, Dion. Ff.At the upper End, a Throne; Lords, on either Hand, Judges, and other Officers, seated; People attending. Enter Leontes, and train of Lords, to his Throne. Capell.[1]sessions]sessionTheobald.pronounce]pronounce itKeightley conj.[2]Even]EverAnon. conj.[10]Silence!]See note (viii).Enter...]Hermione is brought in, guarded; Pauline, and Ladies, attending. Theobald. om. Ff.[12]Off. [reads].Capell. Officer. Ff.[16]circum stances]F1.circumstanceF2 F3 F4.[29]accusation]F1.accusationsF2 F3 F4.[31]Who]Rowe.WhomFf.[36]owe]owesSteevens (1785).[39]prate]pleadKeightley conj.[41]grief]See note (ix).which .. spare:](which ... spare) Ff.[47, 48]I Have]have IHanmer.I Have strain'd]have I Been stain'dJohnson conj.I Have stray'dCollier (Mason conj.).[49]bound]boundsRowe.[53]these]thoseF4.[55]That's]That isRowe.[57]mistress of]I'm mistress ofHanmer.misreportormisprisionAnon. conj. A line omitted. Anon. conj.[58]Which]WhatRowe.ThatSeymour conj.[67]toward]F1 F2.towardsF3 F4.friend]F1.friendsF2 F3 F4.[68]Even]EverLong MS.[75, 76]know What you]know what YouS. Walker conj., reading lines 75-77 as two lines, endingknow what ... Sir.[83]fact]packJohnson conj.sectFarmer conj.pactAnon. conj.fact are so,—so past]fact are]so you're past] Hanmer.[84]Which to deny]To denyCapell.[84, 85]for as ... itself]As two lines in Steevens (1793), endingas ... itself.[85]brat hath been]brat'sHanmer, readingfor as ... itselfas one line.like]leftKeightley conj.[90]me]weCapell (corrected in MS.).[95]And]TheRowe (ed. 2).[96]I am]I'mPope.[98]it]Ff.itsRowe.See note (vii).[100]strumpet: ... hatred]strumpet ... hatred;Hanmer.[104]limit]F1 F2.limbsF3 F4.limbs. AndHanmer.limb. AndJohnson conj.[107]no life,]no! life,Hanmer.my life,Grant White.for life,Keightley conj.[114]Scene III.Pope.[116][Exeunt....]Capell. om. Ff.[121]Re-enter....]Re-enter Officers, with C. and D., bringing in the Oracle. Capell. Enter Dion and Cleomenes. F2 F3 F4 (at line 114). om. F1.[122]this]F1.theF2 F3 F4.[130][reads]Capell.chaste]castF2.[135, 136]Ay ... down]Arranged as in Capell; as one line in Ff.[136]it is]om. Hanmer.[137]truth]the truthHanmer.trueJervis conj.[138]sessions]sessionTheobald.Enter Servant.]Rowe. om. Ff. Enter a Gentleman, hastily. Capell.[144]H. faints.]Rowe.How now there!]How now there?Ff.How now? there!Johnson.[148]Scene IV.Pope.[150][Exeunt....]Malone. Exeunt.... Rowe (after line 148). om. Ff.[165]great]to be greatAnon. conj.hazard]F1.certain hazardF2 F3 F4.fearful hazardRann conj.doubtful hazardMalone conj.hazardingAnon. conj.[168]Thorough my]Malone.Through myF1.Through my darkF2 F3 F4.[169]Scene V.Pope.Re-enter P.]Re-enter P., hastily. Capell. Enter P. Rowe. om. Ff.[170]lest]F3 F4.leastF1 F2.[171, 193, 213]First Lord.]1. L. Capell. Lord. Ff.[173]racks? fires?]what racks? what fires?Keightley conj.flaying? boiling?]F1.flaying?]boyling? burning,F2 F3 F4.flaying, rather! boilingCapell.flaying, burning, boilingCollier MS.[174]leads or oils]lead or oilS. Walker conj.newer]F1.newF2 F3 F4.[175]every]F1.veryF2 F3 F4.[181]but]om. Theobald.of]F1.forF2 F3 F4.[183]thee, of a fool,]Ff.thee of a soulTheobald.thee off, a fool,Warburton.[184]damnable]damnablyLong MS.ingrateful]ungratefulRann.[188]to crows]of crowsF4.thy] F1.theF2 F3 F4.[198]sweet'st, dear'st]sweetestHanmer.[205]Do]F1.DotF2.DostF3 F4.[205, 206]Do ... stir:]Dost ... stir?Pope.[206]woes]vowsHanmer.[217]I have]I'vePope.[220]receive]reviveStaunton conj.[221]my petition]my relationSinger conj.repetitionCollier (Collier MS.).petition; ... you,]F1.petition ... you,F2 F3 F4.petition,... you;Rowe.[228]Who is]Who'sS. Walker conj.take your]take you yourRowe (ed. 2).[228, 229]to you, And I'll]to you, and I willS. Walker conj.to you, sir, And I'llKeightley conj.[238-240]Will ... sorrows]Johnson ends these lines atexercise ... come, ... sorrows.[240]To]UntoS. Walker conj.sorrows]my sorrowsHanmer.

LINENOTES:

Scene II.A court....]Scene represents a Court of Justice. Theobald.

Enter...]Enter Leontes, Lords, Officers: Hermione (as to her Triall), Ladies: Cleomines, Dion. Ff.

At the upper End, a Throne; Lords, on either Hand, Judges, and other Officers, seated; People attending. Enter Leontes, and train of Lords, to his Throne. Capell.

[1]sessions]sessionTheobald.

pronounce]pronounce itKeightley conj.

[2]Even]EverAnon. conj.

[10]Silence!]See note (viii).

Enter...]Hermione is brought in, guarded; Pauline, and Ladies, attending. Theobald. om. Ff.

[12]Off. [reads].Capell. Officer. Ff.

[16]circum stances]F1.circumstanceF2 F3 F4.

[29]accusation]F1.accusationsF2 F3 F4.

[31]Who]Rowe.WhomFf.

[36]owe]owesSteevens (1785).

[39]prate]pleadKeightley conj.

[41]grief]See note (ix).

which .. spare:](which ... spare) Ff.

[47, 48]I Have]have IHanmer.

I Have strain'd]have I Been stain'dJohnson conj.I Have stray'dCollier (Mason conj.).

[49]bound]boundsRowe.

[53]these]thoseF4.

[55]That's]That isRowe.

[57]mistress of]I'm mistress ofHanmer.misreportormisprisionAnon. conj. A line omitted. Anon. conj.

[58]Which]WhatRowe.ThatSeymour conj.

[67]toward]F1 F2.towardsF3 F4.

friend]F1.friendsF2 F3 F4.

[68]Even]EverLong MS.

[75, 76]know What you]know what YouS. Walker conj., reading lines 75-77 as two lines, endingknow what ... Sir.

[83]fact]packJohnson conj.sectFarmer conj.pactAnon. conj.

fact are so,—so past]fact are]so you're past] Hanmer.

[84]Which to deny]To denyCapell.

[84, 85]for as ... itself]As two lines in Steevens (1793), endingas ... itself.

[85]brat hath been]brat'sHanmer, readingfor as ... itselfas one line.

like]leftKeightley conj.

[90]me]weCapell (corrected in MS.).

[95]And]TheRowe (ed. 2).

[96]I am]I'mPope.

[98]it]Ff.itsRowe.See note (vii).

[100]strumpet: ... hatred]strumpet ... hatred;Hanmer.

[104]limit]F1 F2.limbsF3 F4.limbs. AndHanmer.limb. AndJohnson conj.

[107]no life,]no! life,Hanmer.my life,Grant White.for life,Keightley conj.

[114]Scene III.Pope.

[116][Exeunt....]Capell. om. Ff.

[121]Re-enter....]Re-enter Officers, with C. and D., bringing in the Oracle. Capell. Enter Dion and Cleomenes. F2 F3 F4 (at line 114). om. F1.

[122]this]F1.theF2 F3 F4.

[130][reads]Capell.

chaste]castF2.

[135, 136]Ay ... down]Arranged as in Capell; as one line in Ff.

[136]it is]om. Hanmer.

[137]truth]the truthHanmer.trueJervis conj.

[138]sessions]sessionTheobald.

Enter Servant.]Rowe. om. Ff. Enter a Gentleman, hastily. Capell.

[144]H. faints.]Rowe.

How now there!]How now there?Ff.How now? there!Johnson.

[148]Scene IV.Pope.

[150][Exeunt....]Malone. Exeunt.... Rowe (after line 148). om. Ff.

[165]great]to be greatAnon. conj.

hazard]F1.certain hazardF2 F3 F4.fearful hazardRann conj.doubtful hazardMalone conj.hazardingAnon. conj.

[168]Thorough my]Malone.Through myF1.Through my darkF2 F3 F4.

[169]Scene V.Pope.

Re-enter P.]Re-enter P., hastily. Capell. Enter P. Rowe. om. Ff.

[170]lest]F3 F4.leastF1 F2.

[171, 193, 213]First Lord.]1. L. Capell. Lord. Ff.

[173]racks? fires?]what racks? what fires?Keightley conj.

flaying? boiling?]F1.flaying?]boyling? burning,F2 F3 F4.flaying, rather! boilingCapell.flaying, burning, boilingCollier MS.

[174]leads or oils]lead or oilS. Walker conj.

newer]F1.newF2 F3 F4.

[175]every]F1.veryF2 F3 F4.

[181]but]om. Theobald.

of]F1.forF2 F3 F4.

[183]thee, of a fool,]Ff.thee of a soulTheobald.thee off, a fool,Warburton.

[184]damnable]damnablyLong MS.

ingrateful]ungratefulRann.

[188]to crows]of crowsF4.

thy] F1.theF2 F3 F4.

[198]sweet'st, dear'st]sweetestHanmer.

[205]Do]F1.DotF2.DostF3 F4.

[205, 206]Do ... stir:]Dost ... stir?Pope.

[206]woes]vowsHanmer.

[217]I have]I'vePope.

[220]receive]reviveStaunton conj.

[221]my petition]my relationSinger conj.repetitionCollier (Collier MS.).

petition; ... you,]F1.petition ... you,F2 F3 F4.petition,... you;Rowe.

[228]Who is]Who'sS. Walker conj.

take your]take you yourRowe (ed. 2).

[228, 229]to you, And I'll]to you, and I willS. Walker conj.to you, sir, And I'llKeightley conj.

[238-240]Will ... sorrows]Johnson ends these lines atexercise ... come, ... sorrows.

[240]To]UntoS. Walker conj.

sorrows]my sorrowsHanmer.

EnterAntigonuswith a Child, and aMariner.Ant.Thou art perfect, then, our ship hath touch'd uponThe deserts of Bohemia?Mar.Ay,my lord;and fearWe havelanded in ill time: the skies look grimlyAnd threaten present blusters. In my conscience,5The heavens with that we have in hand are angryAnd frownupon's.Ant.Their sacred wills be done!Go, getaboard;Look to thy bark: I'll not be long beforeI calluponthee.10Mar.Make your best haste, and go notToo far i' the land: 'tis like to be loud weather;Besides, this place is famous for the creaturesOf prey that keep upon't.Ant.Go thou away:I'll follow instantly.Mar.I amglad at heartTo be so rid o' the business.[Exit.15Ant.Come, poor babe:I have heard, but not believed, the spirits o' the deadMay walk again: if such thing be, thy motherAppear'd to me last night, for ne'er was dreamSo likea waking. To me comes a creature,20Sometimes her headonone side,some another;I never saw a vessel of like sorrow,So fill'd and sobecoming:in pure white robes,Like very sanctity, she did approachMy cabin where I lay; thrice bow'd before me,25And gasping to begin some speech, her eyesBecame two spouts: the fury spent, anonDid this break from her: 'Good Antigonus,Since fate, against thy better disposition,Hath made thy person for thethrower-out30Of my poor babe, according to thine oath,Places remote enough are in Bohemia,Thereweepand leave it crying; and, for the babeIs counted lost for ever, Perdita,I prithee, call't. For this ungentle business,35Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt seeThy wife Paulina more.' And so, with shrieks,She melted into air. Affrighted much,I did in time collect myself, and thoughtThis wassoand no slumber. Dreams are toys:40Yet for this once, yea, superstitiously,I will be squared by this. I do believeHermione hath suffer'd death; and thatApollo would, this being indeed the issueOf KingPolixenes, it should here be laid,45Either for life or death, upon the earthOfitsright father. Blossom, speed theewell!There lie, and there thy character: therethese;Which may, if fortuneplease, both breed thee,pretty,And still rest thine. The storm begins: poor wretch,50That for thy mother's fault art thus exposedTo loss and what may follow! Weep I cannot,But my heart bleeds; and most accursed am ITo be by oath enjoin'd to this. Farewell!The day frowns more and more:thou'rtlike to have55A lullaby too rough: I never sawThe heavens so dim by day. A savage clamour!Well may I get aboard! This is the chase:I am gone for ever.[Exit, pursued by a bear.Enter aShepherd.Shep.I would there were no age betweentenand three-and-twenty,60or that youth would sleep out the rest; for thereis nothing in the between but getting wenches with child,wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting—Hark you now!Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen and two-and-twentyhunt this weather? They havescaredaway65two of my best sheep, which I fear the wolf will sooner findthan the master: if any where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side,browzing of ivy. Good luck,an'tbethy will!whathave wehere? Mercy on's, a barne; a very pretty barne!Aboyor achild, I wonder? A pretty one; a very pretty70one: sure, some scape: though I am not bookish, yet Ican read waiting-gentlewoman in the scape. This hasbeen some stair-work, some trunk-work, some behind-door-work:they were warmer that got this than the poor thingis here. I'll take it up for pity: yet I'll tarry till my son75come; hehallooedbut even now. Whoa, ho, hoa!EnterClown.Clo.Hilloa, loa!Shep.What, art so near? If thou'lt see a thing totalk on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. Whatailest thou, man?80Clo.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: betwixtthe firmament and it you cannot thrust a bodkin's point.Shep.Why, boy, how is it?Clo.I would you did but see how it chafes, how it rages,85how ittakesup the shore! but that's not to the point. O,the most piteous cry of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em,and notto see 'em; now the ship boring the moon with hermain-mast, and anon swallowed with yest and froth, asyou'ld thrust a cork into a hogshead. And thenfor the90land-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 howthe sea flap-dragoned it: but, first, how the poor soulsroared, and the sea mocked them; and how the poor gentleman95roared and the bear mocked him, both roaring louderthan the sea or weather.Shep.Name of mercy, when was this, boy?Clo.Now, now: I have not winked since I saw thesesights: the men are not yet cold under water, nor the bear100half dined on thegentleman: he's at it now.Shep.Would I had been by, to have helpedthe old man!Clo.Iwouldyou had been by theshipside, to havehelped her: there your charity would have lackedfooting.Shep.Heavy matters! heavy matters! but look thee here,105boy. Now bless thyself: thoumettestwith things dying, Iwith 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 shouldbe rich by the fairies. This is some changeling: open't.110What's within, boy?Clo.You're amadeold man: if the sins of your youthare forgiven you,you'rewell to live. Gold! all gold!Shep.This is fairy gold, boy, and'twillprove so: upwith't, keep it close: home, home, the next way. We are115lucky, boy; and to be so still requires nothing but secrecy.Let my sheep go: come, good boy, the next way home.Clo.Go you the next way with your findings. I'll gosee if the bear be gone from the gentleman and how muchhe hath eaten: they are never curst but when they are120hungry: if there be any of him left, I'll bury it.Shep.That's a good deed. If thou mayest discern by thatwhich is left of him what he is, fetch me to thesightof him.Clo.Marry, will I; and you shall help to put him i'theground.125Shep.'Tis a lucky day, boy, and we'll do good deeds on't.[Exeunt.

EnterAntigonuswith a Child, and aMariner.

Ant.Thou art perfect, then, our ship hath touch'd uponThe deserts of Bohemia?

Ant.Thou art perfect, then, our ship hath touch'd upon

The deserts of Bohemia?

Mar.Ay,my lord;and fearWe havelanded in ill time: the skies look grimlyAnd threaten present blusters. In my conscience,5The heavens with that we have in hand are angryAnd frownupon's.

Mar.Ay,my lord;and fear

We havelanded in ill time: the skies look grimly

And threaten present blusters. In my conscience,

The heavens with that we have in hand are angry

And frownupon's.

Ant.Their sacred wills be done!Go, getaboard;Look to thy bark: I'll not be long beforeI calluponthee.

Ant.Their sacred wills be done!Go, getaboard;

Look to thy bark: I'll not be long before

I calluponthee.

10Mar.Make your best haste, and go notToo far i' the land: 'tis like to be loud weather;Besides, this place is famous for the creaturesOf prey that keep upon't.

Mar.Make your best haste, and go not

Too far i' the land: 'tis like to be loud weather;

Besides, this place is famous for the creatures

Of prey that keep upon't.

Ant.Go thou away:I'll follow instantly.

Ant.Go thou away:

I'll follow instantly.

Mar.I amglad at heartTo be so rid o' the business.[Exit.

Mar.I amglad at heart

To be so rid o' the business.[Exit.

15Ant.Come, poor babe:I have heard, but not believed, the spirits o' the deadMay walk again: if such thing be, thy motherAppear'd to me last night, for ne'er was dreamSo likea waking. To me comes a creature,20Sometimes her headonone side,some another;I never saw a vessel of like sorrow,So fill'd and sobecoming:in pure white robes,Like very sanctity, she did approachMy cabin where I lay; thrice bow'd before me,25And gasping to begin some speech, her eyesBecame two spouts: the fury spent, anonDid this break from her: 'Good Antigonus,Since fate, against thy better disposition,Hath made thy person for thethrower-out30Of my poor babe, according to thine oath,Places remote enough are in Bohemia,Thereweepand leave it crying; and, for the babeIs counted lost for ever, Perdita,I prithee, call't. For this ungentle business,35Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er shalt seeThy wife Paulina more.' And so, with shrieks,She melted into air. Affrighted much,I did in time collect myself, and thoughtThis wassoand no slumber. Dreams are toys:40Yet for this once, yea, superstitiously,I will be squared by this. I do believeHermione hath suffer'd death; and thatApollo would, this being indeed the issueOf KingPolixenes, it should here be laid,45Either for life or death, upon the earthOfitsright father. Blossom, speed theewell!There lie, and there thy character: therethese;Which may, if fortuneplease, both breed thee,pretty,And still rest thine. The storm begins: poor wretch,50That for thy mother's fault art thus exposedTo loss and what may follow! Weep I cannot,But my heart bleeds; and most accursed am ITo be by oath enjoin'd to this. Farewell!The day frowns more and more:thou'rtlike to have55A lullaby too rough: I never sawThe heavens so dim by day. A savage clamour!Well may I get aboard! This is the chase:I am gone for ever.[Exit, pursued by a bear.

Ant.Come, poor babe:

I have heard, but not believed, the spirits o' the dead

May walk again: if such thing be, thy mother

Appear'd to me last night, for ne'er was dream

So likea waking. To me comes a creature,

Sometimes her headonone side,some another;

I never saw a vessel of like sorrow,

So fill'd and sobecoming: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 thethrower-out

Of my poor babe, according to thine oath,

Places remote enough are in Bohemia,

Thereweepand leave it crying; and, for the babe

Is counted lost for ever, Perdita,

I prithee, 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. Affrighted much,

I did in time collect myself, and thought

This wassoand no slumber. Dreams are toys:

Yet for this once, yea, superstitiously,

I will be squared by this. I do believe

Hermione hath suffer'd death; and that

Apollo would, this being indeed the issue

Of KingPolixenes, it should here be laid,

Either for life or death, upon the earth

Ofitsright father. Blossom, speed theewell!

There lie, and there thy character: therethese;

Which may, if fortuneplease, both breed thee,pretty,

And still rest thine. The storm begins: poor wretch,

That for thy mother's fault art thus exposed

To loss and what may follow! Weep I cannot,

But my heart bleeds; and most accursed am I

To be by oath enjoin'd to this. Farewell!

The day frowns more and more:thou'rtlike to have

A lullaby too rough: I never saw

The heavens so dim by day. A savage clamour!

Well may I get aboard! This is the chase:

I am gone for ever.[Exit, pursued by a bear.

Enter aShepherd.

Shep.I would there were no age betweentenand three-and-twenty,60or that youth would sleep out the rest; for thereis nothing in the between but getting wenches with child,wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting—Hark you now!Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen and two-and-twentyhunt this weather? They havescaredaway65two of my best sheep, which I fear the wolf will sooner findthan the master: if any where I have them, 'tis by the sea-side,browzing of ivy. Good luck,an'tbethy will!whathave wehere? Mercy on's, a barne; a very pretty barne!Aboyor achild, I wonder? A pretty one; a very pretty70one: sure, some scape: though I am not bookish, yet Ican read waiting-gentlewoman in the scape. This hasbeen some stair-work, some trunk-work, some behind-door-work:they were warmer that got this than the poor thingis here. I'll take it up for pity: yet I'll tarry till my son75come; hehallooedbut even now. Whoa, ho, hoa!

Shep.I would there were no age betweentenand 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—Hark you now!

Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen and two-and-twenty

hunt this weather? They havescaredaway

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'tbethy will!what

have wehere? Mercy on's, a barne; a very pretty barne!

Aboyor achild, 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 trunk-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; hehallooedbut even now. Whoa, ho, hoa!

EnterClown.

Clo.Hilloa, loa!

Shep.What, art so near? If thou'lt see a thing totalk on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. Whatailest thou, man?

Shep.What, art so near? If thou'lt see a thing to

talk on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. What

ailest thou, man?

80Clo.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: betwixtthe firmament and it you cannot thrust a bodkin's point.

Clo.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?

Clo.I would you did but see how it chafes, how it rages,85how ittakesup the shore! but that's not to the point. O,the most piteous cry of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em,and notto see 'em; now the ship boring the moon with hermain-mast, and anon swallowed with yest and froth, asyou'ld thrust a cork into a hogshead. And thenfor the90land-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 howthe sea flap-dragoned it: but, first, how the poor soulsroared, and the sea mocked them; and how the poor gentleman95roared and the bear mocked him, both roaring louderthan the sea or weather.

Clo.I would you did but see how it chafes, how it rages,

how ittakesup the shore! but that's not to the point. O,

the most piteous cry of the poor souls! sometimes to see 'em,

and notto see 'em; now the ship boring the moon with her

main-mast, and anon swallowed with yest and froth, as

you'ld thrust a cork into a hogshead. And thenfor 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

roared, and the sea mocked them; and how the poor gentleman

roared and the bear mocked him, both roaring louder

than the sea or weather.

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

Clo.Now, now: I have not winked since I saw thesesights: the men are not yet cold under water, nor the bear100half dined on thegentleman: he's at it now.

Clo.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 thegentleman: he's at it now.

Shep.Would I had been by, to have helpedthe old man!

Clo.Iwouldyou had been by theshipside, to havehelped her: there your charity would have lackedfooting.

Clo.Iwouldyou had been by theshipside, to have

helped her: there your charity would have lackedfooting.

Shep.Heavy matters! heavy matters! but look thee here,105boy. Now bless thyself: thoumettestwith things dying, Iwith 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 shouldbe rich by the fairies. This is some changeling: open't.110What's within, boy?

Shep.Heavy matters! heavy matters! but look thee here,

boy. Now bless thyself: thoumettestwith 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?

Clo.You're amadeold man: if the sins of your youthare forgiven you,you'rewell to live. Gold! all gold!

Clo.You're amadeold man: if the sins of your youth

are forgiven you,you'rewell to live. Gold! all gold!

Shep.This is fairy gold, boy, and'twillprove so: upwith't, keep it close: home, home, the next way. We are115lucky, boy; and to be so still requires nothing but secrecy.Let my sheep go: come, good boy, the next way home.

Shep.This is fairy gold, boy, and'twillprove so: up

with't, 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.

Clo.Go you the next way with your findings. I'll gosee if the bear be gone from the gentleman and how muchhe hath eaten: they are never curst but when they are120hungry: if there be any of him left, I'll bury it.

Clo.Go you the next way with your findings. I'll go

see if the bear be gone from the gentleman and how much

he hath eaten: 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 mayest discern by thatwhich is left of him what he is, fetch me to thesightof him.

Shep.That's a good deed. If thou mayest discern by that

which is left of him what he is, fetch me to thesightof him.

Clo.Marry, will I; and you shall help to put him i'theground.

Clo.Marry, will I; and you shall help to put him i'the

ground.

125Shep.'Tis a lucky day, boy, and we'll do good deeds on't.[Exeunt.

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

LINENOTES:Scene III.]Scene VI.Pope.Bohemia.A desert.... ] Malone. om. Ff. A desert Country; the Sea at a little distance. Rowe.Enter A.... ]Rowe. Enter Antigonus, a Mariner, Babe, Shepherd, and Clown. Ff.[2]my lord]om. Hanmer.[3]We have]We'vePope.[6]upon's]upon usCapell.Go, get]go getF1.getF2 F3 F4.get theeRowe.[9]upon]onHanmer.[14]I am]I'mPope.[19]a waking]awakingAnon. conj.[20]on]F1.is onF2 F3 F4.some]some'Capell.another]on otherAnon. conj.[22]becoming]becommingF1.o'er-runningCollier (Collier MS.).[29]thrower-out]thower-outF1.[32]weep]wendCollier (Collier MS.).[39]so]soothWarburton conj.[44]Polixenes]PolexenusF2.[46]its]it'sFf.[Laying down the child.Rowe.[47][Laying down a bundle.Johnson.[48]please ... pretty]please, both breed thee (pretty)Ff.please, both breed thee pretty,Reed (1813).please both breed thee, (pretty!)Staunton.pretty]pretty oneRowe.[54]thou'rt]thou artF4.[58]Enter....]Ff. Enter an old Shepherd. Rowe. Enter a Shepherd. Crooke. Collier MS.[59]Scene VII.Pope.ten]thirteenHanmer.sixteenEdd. conj.See note (x).[64]scared]scarr'dFf.[67]an't]Pope (ed. 2).and'tFf.thy will]F1.the willF2 F3 F4.[68]here?]here?[taking up the child. Rowe.[69]boy]godGrant White.child]maid childKeightley conj.[75]hallooed]hallow'dF1 F2 F3. hollow'd F4.[76]Enter Clown.]Ff. Dyce puts it afterhither, line 78.Clo.]Clo. [within. Dyce. Clo. [without. Staunton.[85]takes]rakesHanmer.[87]and not]and then notCapell.[89]for]om. Rowe (ed. 2).[89, 90]for the land-service]the land-service Rowe(ed. 2).the land-sightHanmer.[100]gentleman]old gentlemanMalone conj.[101]the old man]the noblemanTheobald.tho' old manJackson conj.[102]would]would notTheobald conj.ship]ship'sCollier.[103][Aside.Theobald.[105]mettest]met'stF1 F2 F3.meet'stF4.[111]made]Theobald (L. H. conj.).madFf.[112]you're]you areF4.[113]'twill]willTheobald.[114]with't]with itRowe (ed. 2).[122]sight]fightF1.See note (xi).

LINENOTES:

Scene III.]Scene VI.Pope.

Bohemia.A desert.... ] Malone. om. Ff. A desert Country; the Sea at a little distance. Rowe.

Enter A.... ]Rowe. Enter Antigonus, a Mariner, Babe, Shepherd, and Clown. Ff.

[2]my lord]om. Hanmer.

[3]We have]We'vePope.

[6]upon's]upon usCapell.

Go, get]go getF1.getF2 F3 F4.get theeRowe.

[9]upon]onHanmer.

[14]I am]I'mPope.

[19]a waking]awakingAnon. conj.

[20]on]F1.is onF2 F3 F4.

some]some'Capell.

another]on otherAnon. conj.

[22]becoming]becommingF1.o'er-runningCollier (Collier MS.).

[29]thrower-out]thower-outF1.

[32]weep]wendCollier (Collier MS.).

[39]so]soothWarburton conj.

[44]Polixenes]PolexenusF2.

[46]its]it'sFf.

[Laying down the child.Rowe.

[47][Laying down a bundle.Johnson.

[48]please ... pretty]please, both breed thee (pretty)Ff.please, both breed thee pretty,Reed (1813).please both breed thee, (pretty!)Staunton.

pretty]pretty oneRowe.

[54]thou'rt]thou artF4.

[58]Enter....]Ff. Enter an old Shepherd. Rowe. Enter a Shepherd. Crooke. Collier MS.

[59]Scene VII.Pope.

ten]thirteenHanmer.sixteenEdd. conj.See note (x).

[64]scared]scarr'dFf.

[67]an't]Pope (ed. 2).and'tFf.

thy will]F1.the willF2 F3 F4.

[68]here?]here?[taking up the child. Rowe.

[69]boy]godGrant White.

child]maid childKeightley conj.

[75]hallooed]hallow'dF1 F2 F3. hollow'd F4.

[76]Enter Clown.]Ff. Dyce puts it afterhither, line 78.

Clo.]Clo. [within. Dyce. Clo. [without. Staunton.

[85]takes]rakesHanmer.

[87]and not]and then notCapell.

[89]for]om. Rowe (ed. 2).

[89, 90]for the land-service]the land-service Rowe(ed. 2).the land-sightHanmer.

[100]gentleman]old gentlemanMalone conj.

[101]the old man]the noblemanTheobald.tho' old manJackson conj.

[102]would]would notTheobald conj.

ship]ship'sCollier.

[103][Aside.Theobald.

[105]mettest]met'stF1 F2 F3.meet'stF4.

[111]made]Theobald (L. H. conj.).madFf.

[112]you're]you areF4.

[113]'twill]willTheobald.

[114]with't]with itRowe (ed. 2).

[122]sight]fightF1.See note (xi).

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