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The Winters Tale.
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(So sacred as it is) I haue done sinne, For which, the Heauens (taking angry note) Haue left me Issue‑lesse: and your Father’s bless’d (As he from Heauen merits it) with you, Worthy his goodnesse. What might I haue been,
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Might I a Sonne and Daughter now haue look’d on, Such goodly things as you?
Enter a Lord. Lord. Most Noble Sir, That which I shall report, will beare no credit, Were not the proofe so nigh. Please you (great Sir)
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Bohemia greets you from himselfe, by me: Desires you to attach his Sonne, who ha’s (His Dignitie, and Dutie both cast off) Fled from his Father, from his Hopes, and with A Shepheards Daughter.
Leo.
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Where’s Bohemia? speake:

Lord. Here, in your Citie: I now came from him. I speake amazedly, and it becomes My meruaile, and my Message. To your Court Whiles he was hastning (in the Chase, it seemes,
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Of this faire Couple) meetes he on the way The Father of this seeming Lady, and Her Brother, hauing both their Countrey quitted, With this young Prince.
Flo. Camillo ha’s betray’d me;
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Whose honor, and whose honestie till now, Endur’d all Weathers.
Lord. Lay’t so to his charge: He’s with the King your Father. Leo.

Who? Camillo?

Lord.
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Camillo (Sir:) I spake with him: who now Ha’s these poore men in question. Neuer saw I Wretches so quake: they kneele, they kisse the Earth; Forsweare themselues as often as they speake: Bohemia stops his eares, and threatens them
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With diuers deaths, in death.
Perd. Oh my poore Father: The Heauen sets Spyes vpon vs, will not haue Our Contract celebrated. Leo.

You are marryed?

Flo.
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We are not (Sir) nor are we like to be: The Starres (I see) will kisse the Valleyes first: The oddes for high and low’s alike.
Leo.

My Lord,

Is this the Daughter of a King?

Flo.
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She is, When once she is my Wife.
Leo. That once (I see) by your good Fathers speed, Will come‑on very slowly. I am sorry (Most sorry) you haue broken from his liking,
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Where you were ty’d in dutie: and as sorry, Your Choice is not so rich in Worth, as Beautie, That you might well enioy her.
Flo. Deare, looke vp: Though Fortune, visible an Enemie,
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Should chase vs, with my Father; powre no iot Hath she to change our Loues. Beseech you (Sir) Remember, since you ow’d no more to Time Then I doe now: with thought of such Affections, Step forth mine Aduocate: at your request,
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My Father will graunt precious things, as Trifles.
Leo. Would he doe so, I’ld beg your precious Mistris, Which he counts but a Trifle. Paul. Sir (my Liege) Your eye hath too much youth in’t: not a moneth

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'Fore your Queene dy’d, she was more worth such gazes, Then what you looke on now.
Leo. I thought of her, Euen in these Lookes I made. But your Petition Is yet vn‑answer’d: I will to your Father:
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Your Honor not o’re‑throwne by your desires, I am friend to them, and you: Vpon which Errand I now goe toward him: therefore follow me, And marke what way I make: Come good my Lord.
Exeunt.
Scœna Secunda. [Act 5, Scene 2] Enter Autolicus, and a Gentleman. Aut.

Beseech you (Sir) were you present at this Re­

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lation?

Gent. 1.

I was by at the opening of the Farthell, heard

the old Shepheard deliuer the manner how he found it:

Whereupon (after a little amazednesse) we were all com­

manded out of the Chamber: onely this (me thought) I

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heard the Shepheard say, he found the Child.

Aut.

I would most gladly know the issue of it.

Gent. 1.

I make a broken deliuerie of the Businesse;

but the changes I perceiued in the King, and Camillo, were

very Notes of admiration: they seem’d almost, with sta­

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ring on one another, to teare the Cases of their Eyes.

There was speech in their dumbnesse, Language in their

very gesture: they look’d as they had heard of a World

ransom’d, or one destroyed: a notable passion of Won­

der appeared in them: but the wisest beholder, that knew

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no more but seeing, could not say, if th’importance were

Ioy, or Sorrow; but in the extremitie of the one, it must

needs be.

Enter another Gentleman.

Here comes a Gentleman, that happily knowes more:

The Newes, Rogero.

Gent. 2.
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Nothing but Bon‑fires: the Oracle is fulfill’d:

the Kings Daughter is found: such a deale of wonder is

broken out within this houre, that Ballad‑makers cannot

be able to expresse it.

Enter another Gentleman.

Here comes the Lady Paulina’s Steward, hee can deliuer

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you more. How goes it now (Sir.) This Newes (which

is call’d true) is so like an old Tale, that the veritie of it is

in strong suspition: Ha’s the King found his Heire?

Gent. 3.

Most true, if euer Truth were pregnant by

Circumstance: That which you heare, you’le sweare

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you see, there is such vnitie in the proofes. The Mantle

of Queene Hermiones: her Iewell about the Neck of it:

the Letters of Antigonus found with it, which they know

to be his Character: the Maiestie of the Creature, in re­

semblance of the Mother: the Affection of Noblenesse,

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which Nature shewes aboue her Breeding, and many o­

ther Euidences, proclayme her, with all certaintie, to be

the Kings Daughter. Did you see the meeting of the

two Kings?

Gent. 2.

No.

Gent. 3.
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Then haue you lost a Sight which was to bee

seene, cannot bee spoken of. There might you haue be­

held one Ioy crowne another, so and in such manner, that

it seem’d Sorrow wept to take leaue of them: for their

Ioy waded in teares. There was casting vp of Eyes, hol­

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ding vp of Hands, with Countenance of such distraction,

that they were to be knowne by Garment, not by Fauor. Our

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Scœna Secunda. [Act 5, Scene 2] Enter Autolicus, and a Gentleman. Aut.

Beseech you (Sir) were you present at this Re­

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lation?

Gent. 1.

I was by at the opening of the Farthell, heard

the old Shepheard deliuer the manner how he found it:

Whereupon (after a little amazednesse) we were all com­

manded out of the Chamber: onely this (me thought) I

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heard the Shepheard say, he found the Child.

Aut.

I would most gladly know the issue of it.

Gent. 1.

I make a broken deliuerie of the Businesse;

but the changes I perceiued in the King, and Camillo, were

very Notes of admiration: they seem’d almost, with sta­

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ring on one another, to teare the Cases of their Eyes.

There was speech in their dumbnesse, Language in their

very gesture: they look’d as they had heard of a World

ransom’d, or one destroyed: a notable passion of Won­

der appeared in them: but the wisest beholder, that knew

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no more but seeing, could not say, if th’importance were

Ioy, or Sorrow; but in the extremitie of the one, it must

needs be.

Enter another Gentleman.

Here comes a Gentleman, that happily knowes more:

The Newes, Rogero.

Gent. 2.
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Nothing but Bon‑fires: the Oracle is fulfill’d:

the Kings Daughter is found: such a deale of wonder is

broken out within this houre, that Ballad‑makers cannot

be able to expresse it.

Enter another Gentleman.

Here comes the Lady Paulina’s Steward, hee can deliuer

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you more. How goes it now (Sir.) This Newes (which

is call’d true) is so like an old Tale, that the veritie of it is

in strong suspition: Ha’s the King found his Heire?

Gent. 3.

Most true, if euer Truth were pregnant by

Circumstance: That which you heare, you’le sweare

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you see, there is such vnitie in the proofes. The Mantle

of Queene Hermiones: her Iewell about the Neck of it:

the Letters of Antigonus found with it, which they know

to be his Character: the Maiestie of the Creature, in re­

semblance of the Mother: the Affection of Noblenesse,

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which Nature shewes aboue her Breeding, and many o­

ther Euidences, proclayme her, with all certaintie, to be

the Kings Daughter. Did you see the meeting of the

two Kings?

Gent. 2.

No.

Gent. 3.
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Then haue you lost a Sight which was to bee

seene, cannot bee spoken of. There might you haue be­

held one Ioy crowne another, so and in such manner, that

it seem’d Sorrow wept to take leaue of them: for their

Ioy waded in teares. There was casting vp of Eyes, hol­

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ding vp of Hands, with Countenance of such distraction,

that they were to be knowne by Garment, not by Fauor.

Our King being ready to leape out of himselfe, for ioy of

his found Daughter; as if that Ioy were now become a

Losse, cryes, Oh, thy Mother, thy Mother: then askes

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Bohemia forgiuenesse, then embraces his Sonne‑in‑Law:

then againe worryes he his Daughter, with clipping her.

Now he thanks the old Shepheard (which stands by, like

a Weather‑bitten Conduit, of many Kings Reignes.) I

neuer heard of such another Encounter; which lames Re­

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port to follow it, and vndo’s description to doe it.

Gent. 2.

What, 'pray you, became of Antigonus, that

carryed hence the Child?

Gent. 3.

Like an old Tale still, which will haue matter

to rehearse, though Credit be asleepe, and not an eare o­

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pen; he was torne to pieces with a Beare: This auouches

the Shepheards Sonne; who ha’s not onely his Innocence

(which seemes much) to iustifie him, but a Hand‑kerchief

and Rings of his, that Paulina knows.

Gent. 1.

What became of his Barke, and his Fol­

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lowers?

Gent. 3.

Wrackt the same instant of their Masters

death, and in the view of the Shepheard: so that all the

Instruments which ayded to expose the Child, were euen

then lost, when it was found. But oh the Noble Combat,

[3035]

that 'twixt Ioy and Sorrow was fought in Paulina. Shee

had one Eye declin’d for the losse of her Husband, ano­

ther eleuated, that the Oracle was fulfill’d: Shee lifted the

Princesse from the Earth, and so locks her in embracing,

as if shee would pin her to her heart, that shee might no

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more be in danger of loosing.

Gent. 1.

The Dignitie of this Act was worth the au­

dience of Kings and Princes, for by such was it acted.

Gent. 3.

One of the prettyest touches of all, and that

which angl’d for mine Eyes (caught the Water, though

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not the Fish) was, when at the Relation of the Queenes

death (with the manner how shee came to’t, brauely con­

fess’d, and lamented by the King) how attentiuenesse

wounded his Daughter, till (from one signe of dolour to

another) shee did (with an Alas) I would faine say, bleed

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Teares; for I am sure, my heart wept blood. Who was

most Marble, there changed colour: some swownded, all

sorrowed: if all the World could haue seen’t, the Woe

had beene vniuersall.

Gent. 1.

Are they returned to the Court?

Gent. 3.
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No: The Princesse hearing of her Mothers

Statue (which is in the keeping of Paulina) a Peece many

yeeres in doing, and now newly perform’d, by that rare

Italian Master, Iulio Romano, who (had he himselfe Eter­

nitie, and could put Breath into his Worke) would be­

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guile Nature of her Custome, so perfectly he is her Ape:

He so neere to Hermione, hath done Hermione, that they

say one would speake to her, and stand in hope of answer.

Thither (with all greedinesse of affection) are they gone,

and there they intend to Sup.

Gent. 2.
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I thought she had some great matter there in

hand, for shee hath priuately, twice or thrice a day, euer

since the death of Hermione, visited that remoued House.

Shall wee thither, and with our companie peece the Re­

ioycing?

Gent. 1.
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Who would be thence, that ha’s the benefit

of Accesse? euery winke of an Eye, some new Grace

will be borne: our Absence makes vs vnthriftie to our

Knowledge. Let’s along.

Exit. Aut.

Now (had I not the dash of my former life in

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me) would Preferment drop on my head. I brought the

old man and his Sonne aboord the Prince; told him, I

heard them talke of a Farthell, and I know not what: but

he at that time ouer‑fond of the Shepheards Daughter (so

he then tooke her to be) who began to be much Sea‑sick,

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and himselfe little better, extremitie of Weather conti­

nuing, this Mysterie remained vndiscouer’d. But 'tis all

one to me: for had I beene the finder‑out of this Secret,

it would not haue rellish’d among my other discredits.

Enter Shepheard and Clowne.

Here come those I haue done good to against my will,

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and alreadie appearing in the blossomes of their For­

tune.

Shep.

Come Boy, I am past moe Children: but thy

Sonnes and Daughters will be all Gentlemen borne.

Clow.

You are well met (Sir:) you deny’d to fight

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with mee this other day, because I was no Gentleman

borne. See you these Clothes? say you see them not,

and thinke me still no Gentleman borne: You were best

say these Robes are not Gentlemen borne. Giue me the

Lye: doe: and try whether I am not now a Gentleman

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borne.

Aut.

I know you are now (Sir) a Gentleman borne.

Clow.

I, and haue been so any time these foure hours.

Shep.

And so haue I, Boy.

Clow.

So you haue: but I was a Gentleman borne be­

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fore my Father: for the Kings Sonne tooke me by the

hand, and call’d mee Brother: and then the two Kings

call’d my Father Brother: and then the Prince (my Bro­

ther) and the Princesse (my Sister) call’d my Father, Father;

and so wee wept: and there was the first Gentleman‑like

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teares that euer we shed.

Shep.

We may liue (Sonne) to shed many more.

Clow.

I: or else 'twere hard luck, being in so preposte­

rous estate as we are.

Aut.

I humbly beseech you (Sir) to pardon me all the

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faults I haue committed to your Worship, and to giue

me your good report to the Prince my Master.

Shep.

'Prethee Sonne doe: for we must be gentle, now

we are Gentlemen.

Clow.

Thou wilt amend thy life?

Aut.
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I, and it like your good Worship.

Clow.

Giue me thy hand: I will sweare to the Prince,

thou art as honest a true Fellow as any is in Bohemia.

Shep.

You may say it, but not sweare it.

Clow.

Not sweare it, now I am a Gentleman? Let

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Boores and Francklins say it, Ile sweare it.

Shep.

How if it be false (Sonne?)

Clow.

If it be ne’re so false, a true Gentleman may

sweare it, in the behalfe of his Friend: And Ile sweare to

the Prince, thou art a tall Fellow of thy hands, and that

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thou wilt not be drunke: but I know thou art no tall Fel­

low of thy hands, and that thou wilt be drunke: but Ile

sweare it, and I would thou would’st be a tall Fellow of

thy hands.

Aut.

I will proue so (Sir) to my power.

Clow.
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I, by any meanes proue a tall Fellow: if I do not

wonder, how thou dar’st venture to be drunke, not being

a tall Fellow, trust me not. Harke, the Kings and Prin­

ces (our Kindred) are going to see the Queenes Picture.

Come, follow vs: wee’le be thy good Masters.

Exeunt.
 

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      <lb n="3050"/>Teares; for I am sure, my heart wept blood. Who was
      <lb n="3051"/>most Marble, there changed colour: some swownded, all
      <lb n="3052"/>sorrowed: if all the World could haue seen’t, the Woe
      <lb n="3053"/>had beene vniuersall.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-gen.1">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gent. 1.</speaker>
      <p n="3054">Are they returned to the Court?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-gen.3">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gent. 3.</speaker>
      <p n="3055">No: The Princesse hearing of her Mothers
      <lb n="3056"/>Statue (which is in the keeping of<hi rend="italic">Paulina</hi>) a Peece many
      <lb n="3057"/>yeeres in doing, and now newly perform’d, by that rare
      <lb n="3058"/>Italian Master,<hi rend="italic">Iulio Romano</hi>, who (had he himselfe Eter­
      <lb n="3059"/>nitie, and could put Breath into his Worke) would be­
      <lb n="3060"/>guile Nature of her Custome, so perfectly he is her Ape:
      <lb n="3061"/>He so neere to<hi rend="italic">Hermione</hi>, hath done<hi rend="italic">Hermione</hi>, that they
      <lb n="3062"/>say one would speake to her, and stand in hope of answer.
      <lb n="3063"/>Thither (with all greedinesse of affection) are they gone,
      <lb n="3064"/>and there they intend to Sup.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-gen.2">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gent. 2.</speaker>
      <p n="3065">I thought she had some great matter there in
      <lb n="3066"/>hand, for shee hath priuately, twice or thrice a day, euer
      <lb n="3067"/>since the death of<hi rend="italic">Hermione</hi>, visited that remoued House.
      <lb n="3068"/>Shall wee thither, and with our companie peece the Re­
      <lb n="3069"/>ioycing?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-gen.1">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gent. 1.</speaker>
      <p n="3070">Who would be thence, that ha’s the benefit
      <lb n="3071"/>of Accesse? euery winke of an Eye, some new Grace
      <lb n="3072"/>will be borne: our Absence makes vs vnthriftie to our
      <lb n="3073"/>Knowledge. Let’s along.</p>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-wt-aut">
      <speaker rend="italic">Aut.</speaker>
      <p n="3074">Now (had I not the dash of my former life in
      <lb n="3075"/>me) would Preferment drop on my head. I brought the
      <lb n="3076"/>old man and his Sonne aboord the Prince; told him, I
      <lb n="3077"/>heard them talke of a Farthell, and I know not what: but<cb n="2"/>
         
      <lb n="3078"/>he at that time ouer‑fond of the Shepheards Daughter (so
      <lb n="3079"/>he then tooke her to be) who began to be much Sea‑sick,
      <lb n="3080"/>and himselfe little better, extremitie of Weather conti­
      <lb n="3081"/>nuing, this Mysterie remained vndiscouer’d. But 'tis all
      <lb n="3082"/>one to me: for had I beene the finder‑out of this Secret,
      <lb n="3083"/>it would not haue rellish’d among my other discredits.</p>
      <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Shepheard and Clowne.</stage>
      <p n="3084">Here come those I haue done good to against my will,
      <lb n="3085"/>and alreadie appearing in the blossomes of their For­
      <lb n="3086"/>tune.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-osh">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shep.</speaker>
      <p n="3087">Come Boy, I am past moe Children: but thy
      <lb n="3088"/>Sonnes and Daughters will be all Gentlemen borne.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3089">You are well met (Sir:) you deny’d to fight
      <lb n="3090"/>with mee this other day, because I was no Gentleman
      <lb n="3091"/>borne. See you these Clothes? say you see them not,
      <lb n="3092"/>and thinke me still no Gentleman borne: You were best
      <lb n="3093"/>say these Robes are not Gentlemen borne. Giue me the
      <lb n="3094"/>Lye: doe: and try whether I am not now a Gentleman
      <lb n="3095"/>borne.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-aut">
      <speaker rend="italic">Aut.</speaker>
      <p n="3096">I know you are now (Sir) a Gentleman borne.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3097">I, and haue been so any time these foure hours.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-osh">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shep.</speaker>
      <p n="3098">And so haue I, Boy.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3099">So you haue: but I was a Gentleman borne be­
      <lb n="3100"/>fore my Father: for the Kings Sonne tooke me by the
      <lb n="3101"/>hand, and call’d mee Brother: and then the two Kings
      <lb n="3102"/>call’d my Father Brother: and then the Prince (my Bro­
      <lb n="3103"/>ther) and the Princesse (my Sister) call’d my Father, Father;
      <lb n="3104"/>and so wee wept: and there was the first Gentleman‑like
      <lb n="3105"/>teares that euer we shed.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-osh">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shep.</speaker>
      <p n="3106">We may liue (Sonne) to shed many more.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3107">I: or else 'twere hard luck, being in so preposte­
      <lb n="3108"/>rous estate as we are.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-aut">
      <speaker rend="italic">Aut.</speaker>
      <p n="3109">I humbly beseech you (Sir) to pardon me all the
      <lb n="3110"/>faults I haue committed to your Worship, and to giue
      <lb n="3111"/>me your good report to the Prince my Master.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-osh">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shep.</speaker>
      <p n="3112">'Prethee Sonne doe: for we must be gentle, now
      <lb n="3113"/>we are Gentlemen.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3114">Thou wilt amend thy life?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-aut">
      <speaker rend="italic">Aut.</speaker>
      <p n="3115">I, and it like your good Worship.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3116">Giue me thy hand: I will sweare to the Prince,
      <lb n="3117"/>thou art as honest a true Fellow as any is in<hi rend="italic">Bohemia</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-osh">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shep.</speaker>
      <p n="3118">You may say it, but not sweare it.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3119">Not sweare it, now I am a Gentleman? Let
      <lb n="3120"/>Boores and Francklins say it, Ile sweare it.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-osh">
      <speaker rend="italic">Shep.</speaker>
      <p n="3121">How if it be false (Sonne?)</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3122">If it be ne’re so false, a true Gentleman may
      <lb n="3123"/>sweare it, in the behalfe of his Friend: And Ile sweare to
      <lb n="3124"/>the Prince, thou art a tall Fellow of thy hands, and that
      <lb n="3125"/>thou wilt not be drunke: but I know thou art no tall Fel­
      <lb n="3126"/>low of thy hands, and that thou wilt be drunke: but Ile
      <lb n="3127"/>sweare it, and I would thou would’st be a tall Fellow of
      <lb n="3128"/>thy hands.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-aut">
      <speaker rend="italic">Aut.</speaker>
      <p n="3129">I will proue so (Sir) to my power.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wt-clo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Clow.</speaker>
      <p n="3130">I, by any meanes proue a tall Fellow: if I do not
      <lb n="3131"/>wonder, how thou dar’st venture to be drunke, not being
      <lb n="3132"/>a tall Fellow, trust me not. Harke, the Kings and Prin­
      <lb n="3133"/>ces (our Kindred) are going to see the Queenes Picture.
      <lb n="3134"/>Come, follow vs: wee’le be thy good Masters.</p>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic inline" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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