SHEPHERD. None, sir; I have no pheasant, c.o.c.k nor hen.
AUTOLYCUS. How blessed are we that are not simple men!
Yet nature might have made me as these are, Therefore I will not disdain.
CLOWN. This cannot be but a great courtier.
SHEPHERD. His garments are rich, but he wears them not handsomely.
CLOWN. He seems to be the more n.o.ble in being fantastical.
A great man, I"ll warrant; I know by the picking on"s teeth.
AUTOLYCUS. The fardel there? What"s i" th" fardel? Wherefore that box?
SHEPHERD. Sir, there lies such secrets in this fardel and box which none must know but the King; and which he shall know within this hour, if I may come to th" speech of him.
AUTOLYCUS. Age, thou hast lost thy labour.
SHEPHERD. Why, Sir?
AUTOLYCUS. The King is not at the palace; he is gone aboard a new ship to purge melancholy and air himself; for, if thou be"st capable of things serious, thou must know the King is full of grief.
SHEPHERD. So "tis said, sir- about his son, that should have married a shepherd"s daughter.
AUTOLYCUS. If that shepherd be not in hand-fast, let him fly; the curses he shall have, the tortures he shall feel, will break the back of man, the heart of monster.
CLOWN. Think you so, sir?
AUTOLYCUS. Not he alone shall suffer what wit can make heavy and vengeance bitter; but those that are germane to him, though remov"d fifty times, shall all come under the hangman- which, though it be great pity, yet it is necessary. An old sheep-whistling rogue, a ram-tender, to offer to have his daughter come into grace! Some say he shall be ston"d; but that death is too soft for him, say I. Draw our throne into a sheep-cote!- all deaths are too few, the sharpest too easy.
CLOWN. Has the old man e"er a son, sir, do you hear, an"t like you, sir?
AUTOLYCUS. He has a son- who shall be flay"d alive; then "nointed over with honey, set on the head of a wasp"s nest; then stand till he be three quarters and a dram dead; then recover"d again with aqua-vitae or some other hot infusion; then, raw as he is, and in the hottest day prognostication proclaims, shall he be set against a brick wall, the sun looking with a southward eye upon him, where he is to behold him with flies blown to death. But what talk we of these traitorly rascals, whose miseries are to be smil"d at, their offences being so capital? Tell me, for you seem to be honest plain men, what you have to the King. Being something gently consider"d, I"ll bring you where he is aboard, tender your persons to his presence, whisper him in your behalfs; and if it be in man besides the King to effect your suits, here is man shall do it.
CLOWN. He seems to be of great authority. Close with him, give him gold; and though authority be a stubborn bear, yet he is oft led by the nose with gold. Show the inside of your purse to the outside of his hand, and no more ado. Remember- ston"d and flay"d alive.
SHEPHERD. An"t please you, sir, to undertake the business for us, here is that gold I have. I"ll make it as much more, and leave this young man in p.a.w.n till I bring it you.
AUTOLYCUS. After I have done what I promised?
SHEPHERD. Ay, sir.
AUTOLYCUS. Well, give me the moiety. Are you a party in this business?
CLOWN. In some sort, sir; but though my case be a pitiful one, I hope I shall not be flay"d out of it.
AUTOLYCUS. O, that"s the case of the shepherd"s son! Hang him, he"ll be made an example.
CLOWN. Comfort, good comfort! We must to the King and show our strange sights. He must know "tis none of your daughter nor my sister; we are gone else. Sir, I will give you as much as this old man does, when the business is performed; and remain, as he says, your p.a.w.n till it be brought you.
AUTOLYCUS. I will trust you. Walk before toward the sea-side; go on the right-hand; I will but look upon the hedge, and follow you.
CLOWN. We are blest in this man, as I may say, even blest.
SHEPHERD. Let"s before, as he bids us. He was provided to do us good. Exeunt SHEPHERD and CLOWN AUTOLYCUS. If I had a mind to be honest, I see Fortune would not suffer me: she drops booties in my mouth. I am courted now with a double occasion- gold, and a means to do the Prince my master good; which who knows how that may turn back to my advancement? I will bring these two moles, these blind ones, aboard him. If he think it fit to sh.o.r.e them again, and that the complaint they have to the King concerns him nothing, let him call me rogue for being so far officious; for I am proof against that t.i.tle, and what shame else belongs to"t. To him will I present them. There may be matter in it. Exit
> ACT V. SCENE I.
Sicilia. The palace of LEONTES
Enter LEONTES, CLEOMENES, DION, PAULINA, and OTHERS
CLEOMENES. Sir, you have done enough, and have perform"d A saint-like sorrow. No fault could you make Which you have not redeem"d; indeed, paid down More penitence than done trespa.s.s. At the last, Do as the heavens have done: forget your evil; With them forgive yourself.
LEONTES. Whilst I remember Her and her virtues, I cannot forget My blemishes in them, and so still think of The wrong I did myself; which was so much That heirless it hath made my kingdom, and Destroy"d the sweet"st companion that e"er man Bred his hopes out of.
PAULINA. True, too true, my lord.
If, one by one, you wedded all the world, Or from the all that are took something good To make a perfect woman, she you kill"d Would be unparallel"d.
LEONTES. I think so. Kill"d!
She I kill"d! I did so; but thou strik"st me Sorely, to say I did. It is as bitter Upon thy tongue as in my thought. Now, good now, Say so but seldom.
CLEOMENES. Not at all, good lady.
You might have spoken a thousand things that would Have done the time more benefit, and grac"d Your kindness better.
PAULINA. You are one of those Would have him wed again.
DION. If you would not so, You pity not the state, nor the remembrance Of his most sovereign name; consider little What dangers, by his Highness" fail of issue, May drop upon his kingdom and devour Incertain lookers-on. What were more holy Than to rejoice the former queen is well?
What holier than, for royalty"s repair, For present comfort, and for future good, To bless the bed of majesty again With a sweet fellow to"t?
PAULINA. There is none worthy, Respecting her that"s gone. Besides, the G.o.ds Will have fulfill"d their secret purposes; For has not the divine Apollo said, Is"t not the tenour of his oracle, That King Leontes shall not have an heir Till his lost child be found? Which that it shall, Is all as monstrous to our human reason As my Antigonus to break his grave And come again to me; who, on my life, Did perish with the infant. "Tis your counsel My lord should to the heavens be contrary, Oppose against their wills. [To LEONTES] Care not for issue; The crown will find an heir. Great Alexander Left his to th" worthiest; so his successor Was like to be the best.
LEONTES. Good Paulina, Who hast the memory of Hermione, I know, in honour, O that ever I Had squar"d me to thy counsel! Then, even now, I might have look"d upon my queen"s full eyes, Have taken treasure from her lips- PAULINA. And left them More rich for what they yielded.
LEONTES. Thou speak"st truth.
No more such wives; therefore, no wife. One worse, And better us"d, would make her sainted spirit Again possess her corpse, and on this stage, Where we offend her now, appear soul-vex"d, And begin "Why to me"- PAULINA. Had she such power, She had just cause.
LEONTES. She had; and would incense me To murder her I married.
PAULINA. I should so.
Were I the ghost that walk"d, I"d bid you mark Her eye, and tell me for what dull part in"t You chose her; then I"d shriek, that even your ears Should rift to hear me; and the words that follow"d Should be "Remember mine."
LEONTES. Stars, stars, And all eyes else dead coals! Fear thou no wife; I"ll have no wife, Paulina.
PAULINA. Will you swear Never to marry but by my free leave?
LEONTES. Never, Paulina; so be blest my spirit!
PAULINA. Then, good my lords, bear witness to his oath.
CLEOMENES. You tempt him over-much.
PAULINA. Unless another, As like Hermione as is her picture, Affront his eye.
CLEOMENES. Good madam- PAULINA. I have done.
Yet, if my lord will marry- if you will, sir, No remedy but you will- give me the office To choose you a queen. She shall not be so young As was your former; but she shall be such As, walk"d your first queen"s ghost, it should take joy To see her in your arms.
LEONTES. My true Paulina, We shall not marry till thou bid"st us.
PAULINA. That Shall be when your first queen"s again in breath; Never till then.
Enter a GENTLEMAN
GENTLEMAN. One that gives out himself Prince Florizel, Son of Polixenes, with his princess- she The fairest I have yet beheld- desires access To your high presence.
LEONTES. What with him? He comes not Like to his father"s greatness. His approach, So out of circ.u.mstance and sudden, tells us "Tis not a visitation fram"d, but forc"d By need and accident. What train?
GENTLEMAN. But few, And those but mean.
LEONTES. His princess, say you, with him?
GENTLEMAN. Ay; the most peerless piece of earth, I think, That e"er the sun shone bright on.
PAULINA. O Hermione, As every present time doth boast itself Above a better gone, so must thy grave Give way to what"s seen now! Sir, you yourself Have said and writ so, but your writing now Is colder than that theme: "She had not been, Nor was not to be equall"d." Thus your verse Flow"d with her beauty once; "tis shrewdly ebb"d, To say you have seen a better.
GENTLEMAN. Pardon, madam.
The one I have almost forgot- your pardon; The other, when she has obtain"d your eye, Will have your tongue too. This is a creature, Would she begin a sect, might quench the zeal Of all professors else, make proselytes Of who she but bid follow.
PAULINA. How! not women?
GENTLEMAN. Women will love her that she is a woman More worth than any man; men, that she is The rarest of all women.
LEONTES. Go, Cleomenes; Yourself, a.s.sisted with your honour"d friends, Bring them to our embracement. Exeunt Still, "tis strange He thus should steal upon us.
PAULINA. Had our prince, Jewel of children, seen this hour, he had pair"d Well with this lord; there was not full a month Between their births.
LEONTES. Prithee no more; cease. Thou know"st He dies to me again when talk"d of. Sure, When I shall see this gentleman, thy speeches Will bring me to consider that which may Unfurnish me of reason.
Re-enter CLEOMENES, with FLORIZEL, PERDITA, and ATTENDANTS
They are come.
Your mother was most true to wedlock, Prince; For she did print your royal father off, Conceiving you. Were I but twenty-one, Your father"s image is so hit in you His very air, that I should call you brother, As I did him, and speak of something wildly By us perform"d before. Most dearly welcome!
And your fair princess- G.o.ddess! O, alas!
I lost a couple that "twixt heaven and earth Might thus have stood begetting wonder as You, gracious couple, do. And then I lost- All mine own folly- the society, Amity too, of your brave father, whom, Though bearing misery, I desire my life Once more to look on him.
FLORIZEL. By his command Have I here touch"d Sicilia, and from him Give you all greetings that a king, at friend, Can send his brother; and, but infirmity, Which waits upon worn times, hath something seiz"d His wish"d ability, he had himself The lands and waters "twixt your throne and his Measur"d, to look upon you; whom he loves, He bade me say so, more than all the sceptres And those that bear them living.
LEONTES. O my brother- Good gentleman!- the wrongs I have done thee stir Afresh within me; and these thy offices, So rarely kind, are as interpreters Of my behind-hand slackness! Welcome hither, As is the spring to th" earth. And hath he too Expos"d this paragon to th" fearful usage, At least ungentle, of the dreadful Neptune, To greet a man not worth her pains, much less Th" adventure of her person?
FLORIZEL. Good, my lord, She came from Libya.
LEONTES. Where the warlike Smalus, That n.o.ble honour"d lord, is fear"d and lov"d?
FLORIZEL. Most royal sir, from thence; from him whose daughter His tears proclaim"d his, parting with her; thence, A prosperous south-wind friendly, we have cross"d, To execute the charge my father gave me For visiting your Highness. My best train I have from your Sicilian sh.o.r.es dismiss"d; Who for Bohemia bend, to signify Not only my success in Libya, sir, But my arrival and my wife"s in safety Here where we are.
LEONTES. The blessed G.o.ds Purge all infection from our air whilst you Do climate here! You have a holy father, A graceful gentleman, against whose person, So sacred as it is, I have done sin, For which the heavens, taking angry note, Have left me issueless; and your father"s blest, As he from heaven merits it, with you, Worthy his goodness. What might I have been, Might I a son and daughter now have look"d on, Such goodly things as you!