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Like very fanctity, fhe did approach

My cabin where I lay: thrice bow'd before me;
And, gafping to begin fome fpeech, her eyes
Became two spouts: the fury spent, anon
Did this break from her: Good Antigonus,-
Since fate, against thy better difpofition,
Hath made thy perfon for the thrower-out
Of my poor babe, according to thine oath,—
Places remote enough are in Bohemia,

There weep, and leave it crying; and, for the babe
Is counted loft for ever, Perdita,

I pr'ythee, call't: for this ungentle business,
Put on thee by my lord, thou ne'er fhalt fee
Thy wife Paulina more:-and fo, with fhrieks,
She melted into air. Affrighted much,
I did in time collect myself; and thought
This was fo, and no flumber. Dreams are toys:
Yet, for this once, yea, fuperftitiously,
I will be fquar'd by this. I do believe,
Hermione hath fuffer'd death; and that
Apollo would, this being indeed the iffue
Of king Polixenes, it fhould here be laid,
Either for life, or death, upon the earth
Of its right father.-Bloffom, fpeed thee well!
[Laying down the child.

There lie; and there thy character: there thefe;

[Laying down a bundle.

Which may, if fortune please, both breed thee, pretty, And still reft thine.

wretch,

The ftorm begins:-Peor

That, for thy mother's fault, art thus expos'd
To lofs, and what may follow!-Weep I cannot,
But
my heart bleeds: and moft accurs'd am I,

3 thy character:-] i. e. the writing afterwards, difcovered wtih Perdita- "the letters of Antigonus found with it, which they knew to be his character." STEEVENS.

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To be by oath enjoin'd to this.Farewel!
The day frowns more and more; thou art like to have
A lullaby too rough: I never faw

The heavens fo dim by day. A favage clamour 4 ?—
Well may I get aboard!This is the chace;
I am gone for ever.

[Exit, purfued by a bear.

Enter an old Shepherd.

Shep. I would, there were no age between ten and three and twenty; or that youth would fleep out the reft for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the ancientry, ftealing, fighting. Hark you now!-Would any but thefe boil'd brains of nineteen, and two and twenty, hunt this weather? They have fcar'd away two of my best fheep; which, I fear, the wolf will fooner find, than the mafter if any where I have them, 'tis by the feafide, brouzing of ivy. Good luck, an't be thy will! what have we here? [Taking up the child.] Mercy on's, a barne! a very pretty barne! A boy, or a child, I wonder? A pretty one; a very pretty one: Sure fome scape: though I am not bookish, yet I can read waiting-gentlewoman in the fcape. This has been fome ftair-work, fome trunk-work, fome behinddoor-work: they were warmer that got this, than the poor thing is here. I'll take it up for pity: yet I'll tarry till my fon come; he holloo'd but even now. Whoa, họ hoa !

4 -A favage clamour?--

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This clamour was the cry of the dogs and hunters; then seeing the bear, he cries, this is the chace, or, the animal pursued.

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-a barne! a very pretty barne!

R. Broome's Northern Lafs, 1633:

JOHNSON.

1 i. e. child. So, in

"Peace wayward barne; O cease thy moan,
"Thy far more wayward daddy's gone.'

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It is a North Country word. Barns for borns, things born; feeming to answer to the Latin nati. STEEVENS.

Enter

Clo. Hilloa, loa!

Enter Clown.

Shep. What, art fo near? If thou'lt fee a thing to talk on when thou art dead and rotten, come hither. What ail'ft thou, man?

Clo. I have feen two fuch fights, by fea, and by land; but I am not to fay, it is a fea, for it is now the fky; betwixt the firmament and it, you cannot thrust a bodkin's point.

Shep. Why, boy, how is it?

Clo. I would, you did but fee how it chafes, how it rages, how it takes up the fhore! but that's not to the point: Oh, the most piteous cry of the poor fouls! fometimes to see 'em, and not to fee 'em: now the fhip boring the moon with her main-maft; and anon fwallow'd with yeft and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a hogfhead. And then for the land fervice,To fee how the bear tore out his fhoulder-bone; how he cry'd to me for help, and faid, his name was Antigonus, a nobleman:-But to make an end of the fhip;to fee how the fea flap-dragon'd it :-but, firft, how the poor fouls roar'd, and the fea mock'd them;and how the poor gentleman roar'd, and the bear mock'd him, both roaring louder than the fea, or weather,

Shep. 'Name of mercy, when was this, boy?

Clo. Now, now; I have not wink'd fince I faw thefe fights the men are not yet cold under water, nor the bear half din'd on the gentleman; he's at it now. Shep. Would I had been by, to have help'd the old man.

Clo.

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Shep. Would I had been by, to have help'd the old man. Though all the printed copies concur in this reading, I am perfuaded, we ought to restore, nobleman. The Shepherd knew nothing of Antigonus's age; befides, the Clown had just told his father, that he faid his name was Antigonus, a nobleman, and no

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Clo. I would you had been by the ship fide, to have help'd her; there your charity would have lack'd footing. [Afide.

Shep. Heavy matters! heavy matters! but look thee here, boy. Now blefs thyfelf; thou met'ft with things dying, I with things new born. Here's a fight for thee; look thee, a bearing-cloth 7 for a fquire's child! Look thee here; take up, take up, boy; open't. So, let's fee;-It was told me, I should be rich by the fairies: this is fome changeling :open't: What's within, boy?

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9 Clo. You're a made old man; if the fins of your youth are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold! all gold!

Shep.

less than three times in this fhort fcene, the Clown, speaking of him, calls him the gentleman. THEOBALD.

I fuppofe the Shepherd infers the age of Antigonus from his inability to defend himself; or perhaps Shakespeare, who was confcious that he himself defigned Antigonus for an old man, has inadvertently given this knowledge to the Shepherd who had never feen him. STEEVENS.

7-a bearing-cloth] A bearing-cloth is the fine mantle or cloth with which a child is ufually covered, when it is carried to the church to be baptized. PERCY.

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Some changeling. i. e. fome child left behind by the fairies, in the room of one which they had stolen.

So Spenfer, b. i. c. 1C:

"And her bafe Elfin brood there for thee left,
"Such, men do changelings call, fo call'd by fairy theft."

STEEVENS.

• You're a made old man ; -] In former copies -You're a mad old man; if the fins of your youth are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold! all gold!. This the Clown fays upon his opening his fardel, and difcovering the wealth in it. But this is no reafon why he should call his father a mad old man. I have ventured to correct in the text- -You're a made old man: i. e. your fortune's made by this adventitious treasure. So our poet, in a number of other paffages. THEOBALD.

Dr. Warburton did not accept this emendation, but it is certainly right. The word is borrowed from the novel: "The good man defired his wife to be quiet: if she would hold peace, they were made for ever." FARMER.

So,

Shep. This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove fo: up with it, keep it clofe; home, home, the next way. We are lucky, boy; and to be fo ftill, requires nothing but fecrecy.-Let my fheep go:-Come, good boy, the next way home.

Clo. Go you the next way with your findings; I'll go fee if the bear be gone from the gentleman, and how much he hath eaten they are never curst, but when they are hungry if there be any of him left, I'll bury it.

Shep. That's a good deed: If thou may'ft difcern by that which is left of him, what he is, fetch me to the fight of him.

Clo. Marry, will I; and you fhall help to put him i'the ground.

Shep. 'Tis a lucky day, boy; and we'll do good deeds on't.

[Exeunt.

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Time. I, that please some, try all; both joy, and

terror,

Of good and bad; that make, and unfold error

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So, in Love's Miftrefs, a mafque by T. Heywood, 1636: "I before was but a man made, but am now a made man. Again, in M. Kyffin's tranflation of the Andria of Terence, 1588: "I am a made man if this be true," Again, in Acolaftus. a comedy, 1529: "I am fafe for ever, I am a made man for this world."

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STEEVENS.

This does not, in my opinion, take in the poet's thought. Time does not make mistakes, and difcover them, at different conjunctures; but the poet means, that Time often for a feafon covers

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