Mop. We can both sing it: if thou 'lt bear a part, thou shalt hear; 'tis in three parts.

Dor. We had the tune on 't a month ago.

Aut. I can bear my part; you must know 'tis my occupation; have at it with you.

SONG.

A. Get you hence, for I must go
Where it fits not you to know.

D. Whither? M. O, whither? D. Whither?
M. It becomes thy oath full well,
Thou to me thy secrets tell.

D. Me too, let me go thither.

M. Or thou goest to the grange or mill.
D. If to either, thou dost ill.
A. Neither. D. What, neither?

A. Neither.

D. Thou hast sworn my love to be.
M. Thou hast sworn it more to me:

Then whither goest? say, whither?

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Clo. We'll have this song out anon by ourselves my father and the gentlemen are in sad talk, and we'll not trouble them. Come, bring away thy pack after me. Wenches, I'll buy for you both. Pedlar, let's have the first choice. Follow me, girls. [Exit with Dorcas and Mopsa. 320 Aut. And you shall pay well for 'em.

Will you buy any tape,

Or lace for your cape,

My dainty duck, my dear-a?

Any silk, any thread,

Any toys for your head,

[Follows singing.

Of the new'st and finest, finest wear-a?

Come to the pedlar ;

Money's a medler.

That doth utter all men's ware-a.

316. sad, serious.

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330. utter, cause to change owners.

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Re-enter Servant.

Serv. Master, there is three carters, three shepherds, three neat-herds, three swine-herds, that have made themselves all men of hair, they call themselves Saltiers, and they have a dance which the wenches say is a gallimaufry of gambols, because they are not in 't; but they themselves are o' the mind, if it be not too rough for some that know little but bowling, it will please plentifully.

Shep. Away! we'll none on 't: here has been 340 too much homely foolery already. I know, sir, we weary you.

Pol. You weary those that refresh us: pray, let's see these four threes of herdsmen.

Serv. One three of them, by their own report, sir, hath danced before the king; and not the worst of the three but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squier.

Shep. Leave your prating: since these good men are pleased, let them come in; but quickly 350

now.

Serv. Why, they stay at door, sjr.

Here a dance of twelve Satyrs.

[Exit.

Pol. O, father, you'll know more of that hereafter.

[To Cam.] Is it not too far gone? "Tis time to part them.

He's simple and tells much. [To Flor.] How now, fair shepherd!

334. Saltiers, sc. 'Satyrs.' 335. gallimaufry, 'hodgepodge,' medley.

even motion of ordinary dancing, as distinguished from the jumps and capers of the 'Satyrs.'

348. squier, square, measure.

Your heart is full of something that does take Your mind from feasting. Sooth, when I was

young

And handed love as you do, I was wont

To load my she with knacks: I would have ran

sack'd

The pedlar's silken treasury and have pour'd it
To her acceptance; you have let him go
And nothing marted with him. If your lass
Interpretation should abuse and call this
Your lack of love or bounty, you were straited
For a reply, at least if you make a care

Of happy holding her.

Flo.

Old sir, I know

She prizes not such trifles as these are:

The gifts she looks from me are pack'd and lock'd
Up in my heart; which I have given already,
But not deliver❜d. O, hear me breathe my life
Before this ancient sir, who, it should seem,
Hath sometime loved! I take thy hand, this hand,
As soft as dove's down and as white as it,

Or Ethiopian's tooth, or the fann'd snow that's

bolted

By the northern blasts twice o'er.

Pol.

What follows this?

How prettily the young swain seems to wash

The hand was fair before! I have put you out :
But to your protestation; let me hear

What you profess.

Flo.

Pol. And this my neighbour too?

Flo.

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And he, and more

Than he, and men, the earth, the heavens, and all:

360. she, lady.

363. marted, traded.

365. straited, hard put to it,

'cornered.'

369. looks, looks for.
375. bolted, sifted.

That, were I crown'd the most imperial monarch, Thereof most worthy, were I the fairest youth That ever made eye swerve, had force and knowledge

More than was ever man's, I would not prize them Without her love; for her employ them all;

Commend them and condemn them to her service Or to their own perdition.

Pol.

Cam. This shows a sound affection.
Shep

Say you the like to him?

Per.

Fairly offer'd.

But, my daughter, 390

I cannot speak

So well, nothing so well; no, nor mean better:
By the pattern of mine own thoughts I cut out
The purity of his.

Shep.

Take hands, a bargain!

And, friends unknown, you shall bear witness to 't:

I give my daughter to him, and will make

Her portion equal his.

Flo.

O, that must be

I' the virtue of your daughter: one being dead,
I shall have more than you can dream of yet;
Enough then for your wonder. But, come on,
Contract us 'fore these witnesses.

Pol. Methinks a father

Is at the nuptial of his son a guest

That best becomes the table. Pray you once more,

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Is not your father grown incapable

Of reasonable affairs? is he not stupid

With age and altering rheums? can he speak?

hear?

Know man from man? dispute his own estate?
Lies he not bed-rid? and again does nothing
But what he did being childish?

Flo.
No, good sir;
He has his health and ampler strength indeed

Than most have of his age.

Pol.

By my white beard,

You offer him, if this be so, a wrong

Something unfilial: reason my son

Should choose himself a wife, but as good reason
The father, all whose joy is nothing else

But fair posterity, should hold some counsel
In such a business.

But for some other reasons, my grave sir,
Which 'tis not fit you know, I not acquaint
My father of this business.

Shep. Let him, my son: he shall not need to

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Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base
To be acknowledged: thou a sceptre's heir,
That thus affect'st a sheep-hook! Thou old traitor,

411. estate, affairs.

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