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and they'll be for the dowery way, that leads to Gent. And you. the broad gate, and the great fire.

Bel. Sir, I have been you in the court of Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of

France. tbee ; and I tell thee so before, because I would Gent. I have been sometimes there. not fall out with thee. Go thy ways; let my Hel. I do presume, Sir, that you are not borses be well looked to, without any tricks.

fallen Clo. If I pot any tricks upon 'em, Sir, they From the reports that goes upon your goodness ; sball be jades' tricks; which are their own right and therefore goaded with most sharp occa by the law of nature.

(Erit.

sions, Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unbappy.

Which lay nice manners by, I put you to Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, made The use of your own virtues, for the which himself mach sport out of him: by this autho- I shall continue thankful. rity he remains here, which he thinks is a patent Gent. What's your will ? for his sauciness ; and, indeed, he has no pace,

Hel. That it will please you but runs wbere he will.

To give this poor petition to the king ; Laf. I like him well ; 'tis not amiss : and I And aid me with that store of power you have, was about to tell you, since I heard of the good to come into his presence. lady's death, and that iny lord your son was upon

Gent. The king's not here. his return home, I moved the king my master, Hel. Not bere, Sir ? to speak in the behalf of my daughter; which, Gent. Not, indeed : in the minority of them both, his majesty, out He bence remov'd last night, and with more of a self-gracious remembrance, did first pro

baste pose : his bighness bath promised me to do it: Than is his use. and, to stop up the displeasure he hath conceived Wis. Lord, how we lose our pains ! against your son, there is no filter matter. How Hel. All's well that ends well; yet ; does your ladysbip like it?

Though time seems 80 advérse, and means Count. With very much content, my lord, and

unfit.I wish it happily effected.

I do beseech you, wbither is he gone Laf. His highness comes post from Marseilles, Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon ; of as able body as when he numbered thirty ; be Whither I am going. will be here to-morrow, or I am deceived by him Hel. I do beseech you, Sir, tbat in such intelligence bath seldom failed. Since you are like to sec the king before me,

Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall sec Commend the paper to bis gracious hand; bim ere I die. I have letters, that my sou will which, I presome, sball render you no blame be here to-night: I shall beseech your lordship, But rather make you thank your pains for it : to remain with me till they meet together. I will come after you, with what good speed

Laj. Madam, I was thinking with what man. Our means will make us means. ners I might safely be admitted.

Gent. This I'll do for you. Count. You need but plead your bonourable Hel. And you shall find yourself to be well privilege.

thank'd, Luif. Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; Whate'er falls more.-We must to borse again ;but, I thank my God, it holds yet.

Go, go, provide.

(Exeunt. Re-enter Clown.

SCENE 11.-Rousillon.-The inner Court of Clo. O madam, yonder's my lord your son

the Countess' Palace. with a patch of velvet on's face : whether there

Enter CLOWN and PAROLLES. be a scar under it, or po, the velvet knows; but 'tis a goodly patch of velvet: bis left cheek is a Par. Good nionsieur Lavatch, give my lord cheek of two pile and a ball, but his right cheek Lafeu this letter : I have ere now, Sir, becu better is worn bare.

known to you, when I have held familiarity with Laf. A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a fresher clotbes; but I am now, Sir, muddied in good livery of honour; so, belike, is tbat. fortune's moat, and smell somewhat strong of her Clo. But it is your carbonadoed + face.

strong displeasure. Laf. Let us go see your son, I pray you ; I

Clo. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but sluttish, long to talk with the young noble soldier.

if it smell so strong as thou speakest of: I will Clo. 'Faith, there's a dozen of em, with deli- benceforth eat no Osh of fortune's buttering. cate fine hats, and most courteous featbers, which Prythee, allow the wind. buw the head, and uod at every man. [Exeunt.

Par. Nay, you need not stop your nose, Sir; I spake by a metaphor.

Clo. Indeed, Sir, if your metaphor stiok, I will stop my nose; or against any man's metaphor.

Pr'ythee, get thee further.
ACT V.

Par. Pray you, Sir, deliver me this paper.

Clo. Foh, pr’ythee, stand away : A paper from SCENE I.--Marseilles.-A Street. fortune's close-stool to give to a nobleman! Look,

here be cornes himself. Enter HELENA, Widow, and DIANA, with two Attendants.

Enter LAFRU. Hel. But this exceeding posting, day and

Here is a pur of fortune's, Sir, or of fortune's night,

cat, (but not a musk-cat,) that bas fallen into Must wear your spirits low: we cannot belp it ;

the unclean fishpond of ber displeasure, and, But, since you have made the days and nights use the carp as yon may; for be looks like a

as be says, is muddied witbal: Pray you, Sir, as one, To w ar your gentle limbs in my affairs,

poor, decayed, ingenious, foolisb, rascally knave. Be buld, yon do so grow in my requital,

i do pity his distress in my swiles of comfort, As Huibiug can unroot you. Ju bappy time ;

and leave him to your lordship.

[Exit Clown. Enter a gentle ASTRINGER. I

Par. My lord, I am a man whom fortune bath This man may help me to his majesty's ear,

cruelly scratched. ir be would spend bis power.-God save you, 'tis too late to pare ber nails now.

Laj. And what wonld you have me to do Sir.

Wherein

bave you played the knave with fortune, that she • Mischievously unhappy, waggish.

should scratch you, who of herself is a good + Scotched like a piece of meat for the gridiron.

lady, and would not bave kvaves thrive loug * A gentleman Falconer.

under her ? There's a quart d'ecu for you: lei the justices make you and fortune friends ; I am | For thou may'st see a sun-sbine and a bail for other business.

In me at once : But to the brightest beams Par. I beseech your honour, to hear me one Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth, single word.

The time is fair again. Laf. You beg a single penny more : come, Ber. My high-repented blames, you shall ba't: save your word..

Dear sovereign pardon to me. Par. My name, my good lord, is Parolles. King. All is whole ;

Laf. You beg more than one word then.- Not one word more of the consumed time. Cox' my passion! give me your hand :-How Let's take the instant by the forward top ; does your drum ?

For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees Par. O my good lord, you were the first that the inaudible and noiseless foot of time found me.

Steals ere we can effect them: You remember Laf. Was I, in sooth ? and I was the first that the daughter of this lord ? lost ihee.

Ber. Admiringly, my liege : at first Par. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in I stuck my choice upon her, ere my beart some grace, for you did bring me out.

Durst make tvo bold a herald of my tongue : Laf. Out upon thee, şnave! dost thou put where the impression of mine eye infixing, upon me at once both the office of God and the Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me, devil? one brings thee in grace, and the other which warp'd the line of every other favour; brings thee out. [Trumpets sound.) The king's Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it stol'n ; coming, i know by bis trumpets.-Sirrah, inqnic Extended or contrarted all proportions, further after me; I had talk of you last night: To a most hideous object : Thence it came, though you are a fool and a kuave, you shall eat; That she, whom all inen prais'd, and whom go to, follow.

myself, Par. I praise God for you. (Ereunt. Since I have lost, have lov'd, was in mine eye

The dust that did otsend it. SCENE 111.-The same.-A Room in the King. Well excus'd : COUNTESS' Palace.

That thou didst love ber, strikes some scores

away Flourish. Enter KING, COUNTESS, LAFEU,

From the great compt : But love, that comes LORDS, GENTLEMEN, Guards, &c.

too late, King. We lost a jewel of ber; and our es- Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried, teem

To the great sender turns a sour offence, Was made much poorer by it: but your son, Crying, That's good that's gone : oor rash As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know

faults Her estimation home. I

Make trivial price of serious things we have, Count. 'Tis past, my liege :

Not knowing them, until we kuow their grave. And I beseech your majesty to make it

Oft our displeasures to ourselves unjust, Natural rebellion, done i’tbe blaze of youth ; Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust : When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force, Our own love waking cries to see what's doue, O'erbears it, and burns on.

While shameful bate sleeps out the afternoon. King. My honour'd lady,

Be this sweet Helen's kuell, and now forget I have forgiven and forgotten all;

her. Though my revenges were bigh bent upon him, Send forth your amorous token for fair Maodlin : And watch'd the time to shoot.

The main consents are had ; and here we'll stay Laf. Tbis I must say,

To see our widower's second marriage-day. But first I beg my pardon,--The young lord Count. Which better than the first, o dear Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady,

beaven, bless! Offence of mighty note ; but tu himself

Or, ere they meet, in me, o nature, cease! The greatest wrong of all : he lost a wife,

Laf. Come on, my son, in whom my boure's Whose beauty did astonish the survey of richest eyes ; $ whose words all ears took | Must be digested, give a favour from you, captive;

To sparkle in the spirits of my daugbter, Whose dear perfection, hearts that scorn'd to that she may quickly come.-By my old beard, scrve,

And every hair that's on't, Helen, tbat's dead, Humbly call'á mistress.

Was a sweet creature ; such a ring as this, King. Praising what is lost,

The last that e'er I took her leave at court, Makes the remembrance dear. Well, call him I saw upon her finger. bither ;

Ber. Her's it was not. We are reconcií'd, and the first view shall kill King. Now, pray you, let me see it ; for mine All repetition : lLet him not ask our pardon ;

eye, The nature of his great offence is dead, While I was speaking, oft was fasten'd to'l.And deeper than oblivion do we bury

This ring was mine ; and, when I gave it Helen, The incensing relics of it: let him approach, I bade her, if her fortunes ever stood A stranger, no offender ; and inform him, Necessitied to help, that by this token So 'tis our will he should.

I would relieve her: Had you that craft, to Gent. I shall, my liege. (Exit GENTLEMAN.

reave her King. Wbat says he to your daughter ? have or what should stead her most? you spoke?

Ber. My gracious sovereign, Laf. All that he is bath reference to your Howe'er it pleases you to take it so, bighness.

Tbe ring was never ber's. King. Then shall we have a match. I have Count. Son, on iny life, letters sent me,

I have seen her wear it; and she reckon'd in That set him high in fame.

At her life's rate.
Enter BERTRAM.

Laf. I am sure, I saw ber wear it.

Ber. You are deceiv'd, my lord, she never Laf. He looks well on't.

saw it : King. I am not a day of season,

In Florence was it from a casement thrown me, • You need not ask ;--- here it is.

Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain'd the name Reckoning or estimate.

of her that threw it : noble she was, asd * Completely, in its full extent.

thought $ So in as you like it to have seen much and to 1 stood engag'd : + but when I had subscrib'd nave nothing, is to bave rich eyes and poor hands."

11.e. The first interview shall put an end to all recollection of the past.

• Faults repented of to the utmost. 1'1.e. of uninterrupted rain.

In the sense of unengaged.

name

To mine own fortune, and inform'd her fully, Count. Now, justice on the doers !
I could not answer in that course of honour
As she had made the overture, she ceas'd,

Enter BERTRAM, guarded.
In heavy satisfaction, and would never

King. I wonder, Sir, since wives are monsters Receive the ring again.

to you, King. Plutus himself,

And that you tly them as you swear them lordThat knows the tinct and multiplying medi

ship, cine

Yet you desire to marry.-- What woman's that? Hath not in nature's mystery more science, Than I have in this ring : 'twas mine, 'twas

Re-enter GENTLEMAN, with Widow, and Helen's,

DIANA. Whoever gave it you; Then, if you know

Dia. I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine, That you are well acquainted with yourself, + Derived from the aucient Capulet; Confess 'twas ber's, and by what rough enforce- My suit, as I do understand, you know, ment

And therefore know how far I may be pitied. You got it from her: she call'd the saints to Wid. I am her mother, Sir, whose age and surety

honour That she would never put it from her finger, Both suffer under this complaint we bring, Unless she gave it to yourself in bed,

And both shall cease * without your remedy. (Where you have never come,) or sent it us King. Cume bither, count; Do you know Upon her great disaster.

these women ? Ber, She never saw it.

Ber. My lord, I neither can nor will deny King. Thou speak'st it falsely, as I love mine But that I know them : Do they charge me honour;

further ? And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me, Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your Which I would rain shut out : If it should

wife ? prove

Ber. She's none of mine, my lord.
That thou art so inhuman,-'twill not prove

Dia. If you shall marry,
SO;

You give away this hand, and that is mine ; And yet i know not :-thou didst bate her You give away heaven's vows, and those are deadly,

mine ; And she is dead; which nothing, but to close You give away myself, which is known mine; Her eyes myself, could win me to believe, For I by vow am so embodied your's, More than to see this ring.-Take him away. That she, which marries you, must marry me,

(Guards seize BERTRAM. Either both or yone. My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall, Laf. Your reputation [To BERTRAM.) comes Shall tax my fears of little vanity,

too short for my daughter, you are no husband Having vainly fear'd too little.--Away with for ber. him;

Ber. My lord, this is a fond and desperate We'll sift this matter further.

creature, Ber. If you shall prove

Wbom sometime I have laugh'd with: let your This ring was ever ber's, you shall as easy

highness Prove that I husbanded ber bed in Florence, Lay a more noble thought upon mine bonour, Where yet she never was.

Than for to think that I would sink it here. (Exit BERTRAM, guarded. King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have thein ill

to friend, Enter a GENTLEMAN.

Till your deeds gain them : Fairer prove your King. I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings.'

honour, Gent. Gracious sovereign,

Than in my thought it lies ! Whether I have been to blame, or no, I know

Dia. Good my lord, not ;

Ask him upon his oath, if he does think
Here's a petition from a Florentine,

He had not my virginity.
Wbo bath, for four or five removes, I come short King. What say'st thou to her ?
To tender it berself. I undertook it,

Ber. She's iinpudent, my lord :
Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and speech And was a common gamester to the camp. +
of the poor suppliant, who by this, I know, Dia. He does me wrong, my lord ; if I were
Is here attending ; ber business looks in her

80, With an importing visage ; and she told me, He might have bought me at a common price, In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern

Do not believe him : Oh! behold this ring, Your highness with herself.

Whose high respect, and rich validity, King. (Reads.] Upon his many protestations Did lack a parallel ; yet, for all that, to marry me, when his wife was dead, He gave it to a commoner o'the camp, blush to say it, he won me. Now is the count If I be one. Rousillon a widower ; his vous are forfeited Count. He blushes, and 'tis it: to me, and my honour's paid to him. He of six preceding ancestors, that gem stole from Florence, taking no leave, and I Conferr'd by testament to the sequent issue, follow him to his country for justice : Grant Hath it been ow'd and worn. This is bis wife ; it me, o king ; in you it best lies : otherwise Tbat ring's a thousand proofs. a seducer flourishes, and a poor maid is King. Methought, you said, undone.

DIANA CAPULET. | You saw one bere in court could witness it. Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and Dia. I did, my lord, but loath am to pro. toll him : 9 for tbis, l'll none of him.

duce King. The heavens bave thought well on thee, So bad an instrument! his name's Parolles. Lafeu,

Laf. I saw the man to-day, if man he be. To bring forth this discovery.--Seek these sui- King. Find him, and bring him hither. tors:

Ber. What of bim?
Go, speedily, and bring again the count. He's quoted g for a most perfidious slave,

(Ereunt GENTLEMAN, and some attend- With all the spots o'the world tax'd and des ants.

bosh'd ; || am afeard, the life of Helen, lady,

Whose nature sickens, but to speak a truth : Was foully snatch'd.

Am I or that, or this, for what he'll utter,

Tbat will speak any thing? • The philosopher's stone. + 1.e. That have the proper consciousness of your • Decease, die.

+ Gamester when applied to au artion.

a female, then mcant a rom mou nomen.
Post-stages.
$ Pay toll for him.

Value.
uted. i Debauched.

yout

her,

King. She hath that ring of your's.

King. Where did you bay it; or who gave it Ber. I think, she has : certain it is, I lik'd

Dia. It was not given me, nor I did uot And boarded her i'the wanton way of youth :

buy it. She knew her distance, and did angle for me, King. Wbo lent it you ! Madding my eagerness with her restraint,

Dia. It was not lent me neither. As all impediments in fancy's course

King. Where did you find it then ! Are motives of more fancy; and, in five,

Dia. I found it not. Her insuit coming with her moderu grace, + King. If it were your's by none of all these Subdued me to ber rate : she got the ring;

ways, And I bad that, which any inferior might How could you give it him! Al market price bave bought.

Dia. I never gave it bim. Dia. I must be patient;

Laf. This woman's an easy glove, my lord ; Yon, that turn'd off a first so noble wife, she goes off and on at pleasure. May justly diet me. I pray you yet,

King. Tbis ring was mine, I gave it his first (Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband,)

wife. Send for your ring, I will return it home, Dia. It might be your's, or ber's, for aught I Aud give me mine again.

know. Ber. I have it not.

King. Take her away, I do not like her now ; King. What ring was your's, I pray you ! To prison with her : and away with him.Dia. Sir, much like

Unless thou tell'st me wbere thou had'st this The same upon your finger

ring,
King. Know you lbis ring? this ring was his Thou diest withiu this hour.
of late.

Dia. I'll never tell you.
Dia. And this was it I gave bim, being a-bed. King. Take her away.
King. The story then goes false, you threw it Dia. I'll put in bail, my liege.
bim

King. I think thee now some common costoOut of a casement.

mer. Dia. I have spoke the truth.

Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas

you. Enter PAROLLES.

King. Wherefore bast thou accus'd bim all Ber. My lord, I do confess, the ring was

this while her's.

Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather

guilty ; starts you.

He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to't : Is this the man you speak of?

I'll swear I am a maid, and he knows not. Dia. Ay, my lord.

Great king, I am do strumpet, by my life; King. Tell mr, sirrah, bw. tell me true, ' I am either maid, or else this old man's wife. charge you,

(Pointing to LaFec. Not fearing the displeasure of yoar master, King. She does abuse our ears; 10 prison (Whicb, on your just proceeding, I'll keep off,)

with her. By him, and by this woman bere, whai kuuw Dia. Goud mother, fetch my

bail.--Stay, royal Sir ;

(Exit WIDOW. Par. So please your majesty, my master bath The jeweller, that owes + the ring, is sent for, been an horiourable gentleman; tricks be bath And be sbali surety me. But for this lord, bad in him, which gentlemen have.

Who hath abus'd me, as be knows bimsell, King. Come, come, to the purpose : Did he though yet he never barw'd me, bere i quit love tbis woman?

sim: Par. 'Faith, Sir, he did love her ; But how? He knows himself, my bed be hath defl'd; King. Huw, I pray you ?

And at that time be got bis wife with child : Pur. He did love her, sir, as a gentleman Dead though sbe be, she feels her young one Joves a woman.

kick; King. How is that

So there's my riddle, One, that's dead, is quick : Par. He loved her, Sir, and loved her not. And now bebold the meaning,

King. As thou art a knave, and no knave :What an equivocal companion g is this !

Re-enter Widow, with HELENA. Par. I am a poor inan, and at your majesty's King. Is there no exorcist : command.

Brguiles the truer oftice of mine eyes ? Laf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty is'i real, that I ser ? orator.

Hel. No, my good lord ; Dia. Do you know, be proniised me mar. 'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see, riage ?

The name and not the thing. Par. 'Faith, I know more than I'll speak.

Ber. Both, both; O pardon ! King. But wilt thou nol speak all thou

Hel. O my good lord, when I was like this know'sti

maid, Par. Yes, so please your majesty : I did go I found you wondrous kind. There is your between them, as I said ; but more than that,

ring, he loved her,-for, indeed, be was mad for her, And, look you, here's your letter ; This it says, and talked or Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, When from my finger you can get this and I know not wbat : yet I was in that credit

ring, with them at that time, and I knew of their and are by me with child, &c.--This is done : going to bed ; and of other motions, as promis. Will you be mine, now you are doubly won ! ing her marriage, and things that would derive

Ber. If she, my liege, can make me know me ill will to speak of, therefore I will not speak this clearly, what 'I know.

I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly. King. Thou hast spoken all already, unless

Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove nathou canst say they are married : But thou art

true, too fine || in thy evidence : therefore stand aside.- Deadly divisce step between me and you ! This ring, you say, was your's ?

O my dear mother, do I see you living ? Dia. Ay, my good lord.

Laj. Mine eyes smell onions, I shall weep

anon :- Good Tom Drum, (7- PAROLLES.) lend • Love. Hur solicitation concurring with her appearance of me a bandkerchief: so, í ibank thee: wait u being comin 00). 1 May justly make me fast. | Fellow.

• Common woman. I Too artful,

Eachante .

1 Owns.

you?

me home, I'll make sport with thee : Let thy!

Advancing. courtesies alone, they are scurvy ones. King. Let* as froin point to point this story All is well ended, if this suit be won,

The king's a beggar, now the play is done : know, To make the even truth in pleasure flow :

That you express content ; which we will

pay, If thou be'st yet a fresh uncropped flower,

To DIANA.

With strife to please you, day ecceeding Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy Ours be your patience then, and yours our

day: dower ; For I can guess, that, by thy honest aid,

parts; Thou kept'st a wife herself, thyself a maid:

Your gentle hands lend us, and take our

hearts. or that, and all the progress, more and less, Resolvedly more leisure shall express :

(Ereunt. All let seems well ; and, if it end so meet, The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet. • l.e. Hear us without interruption, and take our

(Flourish. parts, support and defend us.

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