. The comedies, histories, tragedies, and poems of William Shakspere. 1. A Mariner. Appears, Act III. sc. 3. Gaoler. Appears, Act 11. sc. 2. An old Shepherd, rejnited father of Perdita. ^ppeai-s, Act III. sc. 3. Act IV. sc. 3. Act V. sc. 2. Clo-mi, son to the old Shepherd. Appears, Act 111. ; sc. 3. ActV. AuTOLTCus, a rogue. Appears, Act IV. sc. 2; sc. 3. Act V. sc. 2. Time, as Chorus. Appears, Act IV. Hermione, Queen to Leontes. Appears, Act I. sc. 2. Act II. sc. 1. Act III. sc. V. sc. 3. Perdita, daughter to Leontes and , Act IV. sc. 3. Act V. sc.
. The comedies, histories, tragedies, and poems of William Shakspere. 1. A Mariner. Appears, Act III. sc. 3. Gaoler. Appears, Act 11. sc. 2. An old Shepherd, rejnited father of Perdita. ^ppeai-s, Act III. sc. 3. Act IV. sc. 3. Act V. sc. 2. Clo-mi, son to the old Shepherd. Appears, Act 111. ; sc. 3. ActV. AuTOLTCus, a rogue. Appears, Act IV. sc. 2; sc. 3. Act V. sc. 2. Time, as Chorus. Appears, Act IV. Hermione, Queen to Leontes. Appears, Act I. sc. 2. Act II. sc. 1. Act III. sc. V. sc. 3. Perdita, daughter to Leontes and , Act IV. sc. 3. Act V. sc. 1; sc. , wife to , Act II. sc. 2; sc. 3. Act III. sc. 2. Act IV. sc. V. sc. 3. Emilia, a lady attending on the Queen. Appears, Act II. sc. 2. Two Ladies attending on the Queen. Appear, Act II. sc. 1. MopsA, a shepherdess. Appears, Act IV. sc. 3. Dorcas, a , Act IV. sc. 3, Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Satyrs fora Dance; Shepherds, Shepherdesses,Guards, &c. SCENE,—SOMETIMES IN SlOILIA; SOMETIMES IN [ We were as twinnd lambs.] ACT I. SCENE I.—Sicilia. An Antechamber in Leontes Camillo ayid Akchidamxjs. Arch. If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on the like occasion ?whereon my services are now on foot, you shall see, as I have said, great difference betwixt our Bohemia and your I think, this coming summer, the king of Sicilia means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes Wherein our entertainment shall shame us we will he justified in our loves: for, indeed,— 432 A wintees tale. [act i. Cam. Beseech you,— Arch. Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: we cannot with suchmagnificence—in so rare—I know not what to say.—We will give you sleepydrinks, that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, may, though theycannot praise us, as little accuse us. Cam. You pay a great deal too dear for whats given freely. Arch. Believe me, I speak
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