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To have them recompens’d, as thought on.
Cam. Well, my lord,
your more ponderous and settled project
Flo. How, Camillo,
Cam. Have you thought on
Flo. Not any yet :
Cam. Then list to me:
, and your fair princess
your bed. Methinks, I see
Of your fresh princess; o'er and o’er divides him ”Twixt his unkindness, and his kindness: th’one He chides to hell, and bids the other
grow Faster than thought, or time.
Flo. Worthy Camillo,
must say; that he shall not perceive, But that
father's bofom there, And speak his
Flo. I am bound to you:
Cam. A course more promising
shake off one, to take another :
Per. One of these is true:
Cam. Yea, say you so?
Flo. My good Camillo,
Cam. I cannot say, 'tis pity
Per. Your pardon, fir; for this
Cam. My lord,
[they talk aside.
Enter Autolicus. Aut. Ha, ha, what a fool honesty is! and trust, his sworn brother, a very simple gentleman! I have sold all my trumpery; not a counterfeit stone, not a riband, glass, pomander, brooch, tablebook, ballad, knife, tape, glove, shoetye, bracelet, hornring, to keep my pack from fafting : they throng who should buy first; my
trinkets had been hallowed, and brought a benediction to the buyer : by which means, I saw whose purse was best in picture; and, what I saw, to my good use, I remember’d. My good clown (who wants but something to be a reasonable man) grew fo in love with the wenches' song, that he would not stir his pettitoes till he had both tune and words; which so drew the rest of the herd to
me, that all their other senses stuck in ears; you might have pinch'd a placket, it was senseless; 'twas nothing to 'geld a codpiece of a purse; I would have filed keys off that hung in chains: no hearing, no feeling, but my fir's song, and admiring the nothing of it. So that, in this time of lethargy, I pick'd and cut most of their festival purses: and had not the old man come in with a whoo-bub against his daughter and the king's son, and scar’d my choughs from the chaff, I had not left a purse alive in the whole army.
Camillo, Florizel, and Perdita come forward.
Flo. And those that you'll procure from king Leontes
Per. Happy be you!
[Seeing Autol. We'll make an instrument of this; omit Nothing may give us aid.
Aut. If they have over-heard me now: why, hanging. [asde.
Cam. How now, good fellow? come, why shak ít thou so? Fear not, man; here's no harm intended to thee.
Aut. I am a poor fellow, sir.
Cam. Why, be so still: Here's no body will steal that from thee; yet for the outside of thy poverty, we must make an exchange: therefore, discase thee instantly, (thou must think, there's a necessity in't) and change garments with this gentleman : though the pennyworth on his lide be the worst, yet, hold thee, there's some boot.
Aut. I am a poor fellow, fir: I know ye well enough. [afide.
Cam. Nay, pr’ythee, despatch: the gentleman is half flead already
Aut. Are you in earnest, sir? I smell the trick on't. [afde. Flo. Despatch, I pr’ythee.
Aut. Indeed, I have had earnest; but I cannot with conscience take it.
Cam. Unbuckle, unbuckle.
Per. I fee, the play so lies
Cam. No remedy. Have you
Cam. Nay, you shall have
Aut. Adieu, fir.
Flo. O, Perdita, what have we twain forgot? Pray you, a word.
Cam. What I do next, shall be to tell the king [afde. Of this escape, and whither they are bound; Wherein, my hope is, I shall so prevail To force him after: in whose company I shall review Sicilia ; for whose fight I have a woman's longing.
Flo. Fortune speed us ! Thus we set on, Camillo, to th' seaside. [Ex. Flo. and Per. Cam. The swifter speed, the better.
Aut. I understand the business; I heard it: to have an open ear, a quick eye, and a nimble hand, is necessary for a cutpurse; Vol. II.
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