Shepherd Heavy matters! heavy matters! but look thee here,
boy. Now bless thyself: thou mettest with things
dying, I with things newborn. Here's a sight for
thee; look thee, a bearing-cloth for a squire's
child! look thee here; take up, take up, boy;
open't. So, let's see: it was told me I should be
rich by the fairies. This is some changeling:
open't. What's within, boy?
Clown You're a made old man: if the sins of your youth
are forgiven you, you're well to live. Gold! all gold!
Shepherd This is fairy gold, boy, and 'twill prove so: up
with't, keep it close: home, home, the next way.
We are lucky, boy; and to be so still requires
nothing but secrecy. Let my sheep go: come, good
boy, the next way home.
Clown Go you the next way with your findings. I'll go see
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.
Shepherd That's a good deed. If thou mayest discern by that
which is left of him what he is, fetch me to the
sight of him.
Clown Marry, will I; and you shall help to put him i' the ground.
Shepherd 'Tis a lucky day, boy, and we'll do good deeds on't.
[Exeunt]
THE WINTER'S TALE
ACT IV
SCENE I:
[Enter Time, the Chorus]
Time I, that please some, try all, both joy and terror
Of good and bad, that makes and unfolds error,
Now take upon me, in the name of Time,
To use my wings.
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