A lullaby too rough: I never saw

The heavens so dim by day. A savage clamour!

Well may I get aboard! This is the chase:

I am gone for ever. [Exit, pursued by a bear.

[Enter a] [Shepherd].

Shep. I would there were no age between [ten] and three-and-twenty,

or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there

is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child,

wronging the ancientry, stealing, fighting—Hark you now!

Would any but these boiled brains of nineteen and two-and-twenty