s to see 'em, and not to
see 'em; now the ship boring the moon with her mainmast, and anon
swallowed with yest and froth, as you'd thrust a cork into a
hogshead. And then for the land service,--to see how the bear
tore out his shoulder-bone; how he cried to me for help, and said
his name was Antigonus, a nobleman.--But to make an end of the
ship,--to see how the sea flap-dragon'd it:--but first, how the
poor souls roared, and the sea mocked them;--and how the poor
gentleman roared, and the bear mocked him,--both roaring louder
than the sea or weather.

SHEPHERD.
Name of mercy! when was this, boy?

CLOWN.
Now, now; I have not winked since I saw these sights: the men
are not yet cold under water, nor the bear half dined on the
gentleman; he's at it now.

SHEPHERD.
Would I had been by to have helped the old man!

CLOWN.
I would you had been by the ship-side, to have helped her:
there your charity would have lacked footing.

SHEPHERD.
[Aside.] Heavy matters, heavy matters! But look thee here, boy.
Now bless thyself: thou mettest with things dying, I with things
new-born. 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 it, 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.]

ACT IV.

SCENE I.

[Enter Time, as Chorus.]

TIME.
I,--that please some, try all; both joy and terror
Of good and bad; that make and unfold error,--
Now take upon me, in the name of Time,
To use my wings. Impute it not a crime
To me or my swift passage, that I slide
O'