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Dor. Is it true too, think you?
Aut. Five justices' hands at it; and witnesses, more than my pack will hold.
Clo. Lay it by too: Another. · Aut. This is a merry ballad; but a very pretty one. " '. Mop. Let's have some merry ones.
Aut. Why, this is a passing merry one; and goes to the tune of Two maids wooing a man: there's scarce a maid westward, but she sings it; 'tis in request, I can tell you.
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.
D. Whither? M. 0, whither? D. Whither?
D. Me too, let me go thither.
M. Or thou go'st to the grange, or mill:
A. Neither. D. What, neither? A. Neither.
Then, whither go'st? say, whither?
Clo. We'll have this song out anon by ourselves; My father and the gentlemen are in sado talk, and
we'll not trouble them: Come, bring away thy pack after me. Wenches, I'll buy for you both:-Pedler, let's have the first choice. — Follow me, girls, Aut. And you shall pay well for 'em. (Aside.
." Will you buy any tape,
My dainty duck, my dear-a?
Come to the pedler;
Money's a medler,
[Exeunt Clown, AUTOLYCUS, DORCAS,
Enter a Servant. : Serv. Master, there is three carters, three shepherds, three neat-herds, three swine-herds, that have made themselves all men of hair ;8 they call them. selves 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 too much humble 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,
That doth utter -] To utter. To vend by retail. s- all men of hair ;] Men of hair, are hairy men, or satyrs. A dance of satyrs was no unusual entertainment in the middle ages.
- they call themselves saltiers :) He means Satyrs, I g allimaufry --) A confused heap of things together.
sir, hath danced before the king; and not the worst of the three, but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squire.
Shep. Leave your prating: since these good men are pleased, let them come in; but quickly now.
Serv. Why, they stay at door, sir. (Exit.
Re-enter Servant, with Twelve Rustichs, habited like
Satyrs. They dance, and then exeunt.
after.3 Is it not too far gone? --- 'Tis time to part them.He's simple, and tells much. [Aside.]-How now,
fair shepherd ? 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 pedler'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.
Old sir, I know She prizes not such trifies as these are: The gifts, she looks from ine, are pack'd and lock'd Up in my heart; which I have given already,
,_ by the squire.] i. e. by the foot-rule. Esquierre, Fr.
* Pol. 0, father, you'll know more of that hereaffer.] This is an answer to something which the Shepherd is supposed to have said to Polixenes during the dance.
straited --] i.e. put to difficulties,
· But not deliver'd.-0, hear me breathe my life .
Before this ancient sir, who, it should seem,
Pol. What follows this?
Do, and be witness to't. ' Pol. And this my neighbour too? Flo.
And he, and more Than he, and men; the earth, the heavens, and all; 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 know
ledge, 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 ser
But, my daughter,
I cannot speak
Take hands, a bargain;
.5 or the fann'd snow, . That's bolted, &c.] Thc fine sieve used by millers to separate flower from bran is called a bolting cloth.
I give my daughter to him, and will make
O, that must be
Come, your hand;
Soft, swain, awhile, ’beseech you;
I have: But what of hiin?
He neither does, nor shall.
No, good sir ;
By my white beard,
6 — dispute his own estate?] Perhaps for dispute we might read compute: but dispute his estate may be the same with talk over his affairs. JOHNSON.