Shepherd Away! we'll none on 't: here has been too much
homely foolery already. I know, sir, we weary you.
POLIXENES You weary those that refresh us: pray, let's see
these four threes of herdsmen.
Servant One three of them, by their own report, sir, hath
danced before the king; and not the worst of the
three but jumps twelve foot and a half by the squier.
Shepherd Leave your prating: since these good men are
pleased, let them come in; but quickly now.
Servant Why, they stay at door, sir.
[Exit]
[Here a dance of twelve Satyrs]
POLIXENES O, father, you'll know more of that hereafter.
[To CAMILLO]
Is it not too far gone? 'Tis time to part them.
He's simple and tells much.
[To FLORIZEL]
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 ransack'd
The pedlar'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.
FLORIZEL Old sir, I know
She prizes not such trifles as these are:
The gifts she looks from me are pack'd and lock'd
Up in my heart; which I have given already,
But not deliver'd.
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