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.

Do, and be witness to't.

And he, and more

Pol. And this my neighbour too?
Flo.
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 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,

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.

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or the fann'd snow,

That's bolted, &c.] The fine sieve used by millers to separate flower from bran is called a bolting cloth.-HARRIS.

Is, at the nuptial of his son, a guest

That best becomes the table. Pray you, once more;
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.

He has his health, and ampler strength, indeed,

Than most have of his age.

Pol.

No, good sir;

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.

Flo.

I yield all this;

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 grieve At knowing of thy choice.

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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. It probably means "can he vindicate his right to his own property.”—M. MASON.

Whom son I dare not call; thou art too base
To be acknowledg'd: Thou a scepter's heir,
That thus affect'st a sheep-hook!-Thou old traitor,
I am sorry, that, by hanging thee, I can but
Shorten thy life one week.-And thou, fresh piece
Of excellent witchcraft; who, of force, must know
The royal fool thou cop'st with ;-

Shep.

O, my heart!

Pol. I'll have thy beauty scratch'd with briars, and

made

More homely than thy state. For thee, fond boy,—

If I may ever know, thou dost but sigh,

That thou no more shalt never see this knack, (as never
I mean thou shalt,) we'll bar thee from succession;
Not hold thee of our blood, no, not our kin,

Far than Deucalion off;-Mark thou my words;
Follow us to the court.-Thou churl, for this time,
Though full of our displeasure, yet we free thee
From the dead blow of it.-And you, enchantment,-
Worthy enough a herdsman; yea, him too,
That makes himself, but for our honour therein,
Unworthy thee,-if ever, henceforth, thou
These rural latches to this entrance open,
Or hoop his body more with thy embraces,
I will devise a death as cruel for thee,
As thou art tender to't.

Per.

Even here undone!

I was not much afeard:P for once, or twice,
I was about to speak; and tell him plainly,
The selfsame sun, that shines upon his court,
Hides not his visage from our cottage, but

[Exit.

• Far-] i. e. Further, the ancient comparative of fer was ferrer, which was softened into ferre, in the time of Chaucer.-TYRWHITT.

PI was not much afeard: &c.] The character is here finely sustained. To have made her quite astonished at the king's discovery of himself had not become her birth; and to have given her presence of mind to have made this reply to the king, had not become her education.-WARBURTON.

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Looks on alike.-Will't please you, sir, be gone?

[To FLORIZEL. I told you, what would come of this: 'Beseech you, Of your own state take care: this dream of mine,– Being now awake, I'll queen it no inch further, But milk my ewes, and weep.

Cam.

Speak, ere thou diest.

Why, how now, father?

Shep.
I cannot speak, nor think,
Nor dare to know that which I know.-O, sir,

[TO FLORIZEL.

You have undone a man of fourscore three,
That thought to fill his grave in quiet; yea,
To die upon the bed my father died,

To lie close by his honest bones: but now
Some hangman must put on my shroud, and lay me
Where no priest shovels-in dust.-O cursed wretch !

[TO PERDITA.
That knew'st this was the prince, and would'st adventure
To mingle faith with him.-Undone! undone!
If I might die within this hour, I have liv'd

To die when I desire.

Flo.

[Exit.

Why look you so upon me?

I am but sorry, not afeard; delay'd,

But nothing alter'd: What I was, I am :

More straining on, for plucking back; not following
My leash unwillingly.

Cam.

Gracious my lord,

You know your father's temper: at this time
He will allow no speech,-which, I do guess,
You do not purpose to him ;—and as hardly
Will he endure your sight as yet, I fear:
Then, till the fury of his highness settle,
Come not before him.

Flo.

I think, Camillo.

Cam.

I not purpose it.

Even he, my lord.

Per. How often have I told you, 'twould be thus ? How often said, my dignity would last

But till 'twere known?

Flo.

It cannot fail, but by

The violation of my faith; And then

Let nature crush the sides o'the earth together,
And mar the seeds within!-Lift up thy looks:-
From my succession wipe me, father! I

Am heir to my affection.

my reason

Flo. I am; and by my fancy: if

Will thereto be obedient,. I have reason;
If not, my senses, better pleased with madness,
Did bid it welcome.

Cam.

This is desperate, sir.
Flo. So call it but it does fulfil my vow;
I needs must think it honesty. Camillo,
Not for Bohemia, nor the pomp that may
Be thereat glean'd; for all the sun sees, or
The close earth wombs, or the profound seas hide
In unknown fathoms, will I break my oath
To this my fair belov'd: Therefore, I pray you,
As you have e'er been my father's honour'd friend,
When he shall miss me, (as, in faith, I meant not
To see him any more,) cast your good counsels
Upon his passion; Let myself and fortune,
Tug for the time to come. This you may know,
And so deliver,-I am put to sea

With her, whom here I cannot hold on shore;
And, most opportune to our need, I have
A vessel rides fast by, but not prepar'd

For this design. What course I mean to hold,
Shall nothing benefit your knowledge, nor
Concern me the reporting.

Cam.

O, my lord,

I would your spirit were easier for advice,
Or stronger for your need.

Flo.

I'll hear you by and by..

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Cam.

Hark, Perdita.

[Takes her aside.

[TO CAMILLO.

He's irremovable,

and by my fancy:] It must be remembered that fancy in our author very often, as in this place, means love.-JOHNSON.