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Fr. Gen. Ay, madam.
And to be a soldier ?
Return you thither? Fr. Env. Ay, madam, with the swiftest wing of
speed. Hel. (Reads.) “ Till I have no wife, I have nothing
in France." 'T is bitter.
Count. Find you that there?
Count. Nothing in France, until he have no wife !
Fr. Env. A servant only, and a gentleman
Parolles, was it not?
Indeed, good lady,
Count. Y' are welcome, gentlemen.
We serve you, madam,
Count. Not so, but as we change our courtesies. Will you draw near ?
(Exeunt COUNTESS and French Gentlemen. Hel. “Till I have no wife, I have nothing in France." Nothing in France, until he has no wife !
1 holds : in f. e. 2 have: in f. e.
Thou shalt have none, Rousillon, none in France ;
(Exit. SCENE III.-Florence. Before the DUKE's Palace. Flourish. Enter the Duke of Florence, BERTRAM,
PAROLLES, Lords, Officers, Soldiers, and others.
Sir, it is
Then go thou forth,
2 move : in f. e. 3 still-peering : in f. e. 4 ravin: in f. e.
1 violent: in f. e.
As thy auspicious mistress !
This very day,
(Exeunt. SCENE IV. Rousillon. A Room in the Countess's
Palace. Enter Countess and her Steward. Count. Alas! and would you take the letter of her ? Might you not know, she would do as she has done, By sending me a letter ? Read it again. Stew. [Reads.] “I am Saint Jaques' pilgrim, thither
gone. Ambitious love hath so in me offended, That bare-foot plod I the cold ground upon,
With sainted vow my faults to have amended. Write, write, that from the bloody course of war,
My dearest master, your dear son, may hie: Bless him at home in peace, whilst I from far
His name with zealous fervour sanctify.
I, his despiteful Juno, sent him forth
Where death and danger dog the heels of worth :
What angel shall
That he does weigh too light: my greatest grief,
[Eceunt. SCENE V.–Without the Walls of Florence. A tucket afar off. Enter an old Widow of Florence,
DIANA, VIOLENTA, MARIANA, and other Citizens.
Wid. Nay, come; for if they do approach the city, we shall lose all the sight.
Dia. They say, the French count has done most honourable service.
Wid. It is reported that he has taken their greatest commander, and that with his own hand he slew the Duke's brother. We have lost our labour; they are gone a contrary way: hark! you may know by their trumpets.
Mar. Come ; let's return again, and suffice ourselves with the report of it. Well, Diana, take heed of this French earl : the honour of a maid is her name, and no legacy is so rich as honesty.
Wid. I have told my neighbour, how you have been solicited by a gentleman his companion.
Mar. I know that knave; hang him ! one Parolles : a filthy officer he is in those suggestions for the young earl.-Beware of them, Diana ; their promises, enticements, oaths, tokens, and all these engines of lust, are not the things they go under: many a maid hath been seduced by them; and the misery is, example, that so terrible shows in the wreck of maidenhood, cannot for all that dissuade succession, but that they are limed with the twigs that threaten them. I hope, I need not to advise you further ; but I hope, your own grace will keep you where you are, though there were no farther danger known, but the modesty which is so lost.
lin: in f. e. 2 Flourish of a trumpet. 3 Temptations.
Dia. You shall not need to fear me.
Enter HELENA in the dress of a Pilgrim. Wid. I hope so.—Look, here comes a pilgrim : I know she will lie at my house; thither they send one another. I'll question her.—God save you, pilgrim! Whither are you bound ? Hel.
To Saint Jaques le Grand. Where do the palmers lodge, I do beseech you ?
Wid. At the Saint Francis here, beside the port. Hel. Is this the way? Wid. Ay, marry, is 't.-Hark you! (A march afar off. They come this way:If you will tarry, holy pilgrim, But till the troops come by, I will conduct you where you shall be lodg’d; The rather, for I think I know your hostess As ample as myself. Hel.
Is it yourself? Wid. If you shall please so, pilgrim. Hel. I thank you, and will stay upon your leisure. Wid. You came, I think, from France ? Hel.
I did so. Wid. Here you shall see a countryman of yours, That has done worthy service. Hel.
His name, I pray you.
Whatsoe'er he is,
Hel. Ay, surely, mere the truth: I know his lady.
Dia. There is a gentleman, that serves the count,
What's his name?
0! I believe with him,