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You (To Oliver.) to your land, and love, and great not become me; my way is, to conjure you ; and allies :
I'll begin with the women. T'charge you, O women, You (To Silvius.] to a long and well-deserved for the love you bear to men, to like as much of
this play as please them: and so I charge you, O And you (To Touchstone.) to wrangling; for thy men, for the love you bear to women, (as 1 perceive loving voyage
by your simpering, none of you hate them,) that Is but for two months victuall'd:-So to your plea- between you and the women, the play may please
. sures ;
If I were a woman, I would'Liss 'as many of you I am for other than for dancing mcasures. as had beards that pleased me, complexions that Duke S. Stay, Jaques, stay.
liked me,: and breaths that I defied not; and, I am Jaq. To see no pastime, 1:-what you would sure, as many as have good beards, or good faces, have I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. or sweet breaths, will, for my kind ofer, when I
[Exil. make curt'sy, bid' me farewell. Ereunt. Duke S. Proceed, proceed: we will begin these
rites, And we do trust they'll end in true delights.
or this play the fable is wild and pleasing. I EPILOGUE.
know not how the ladies will approve the facility
with which both Rosalind and Celia give away Ros. It is not the fashion to see tne lady the epi- their hearts. To Celia much may be forgiven, for logue: but it is no more unhandsome, than to see the heroism of her friendship. The character of the lord the prologue. If it be true, that good wine Jaques is natural and well preserved. The comic needs no bush, 'uis true, that a good play needs no dialogue is very sprightly, with less mixture of low epilogue: Yet to good wine they do use good buffoonery than in some other plays; and the grater bushes; and good plays prove the better by the part is elegant and harmonious. By hastening to help of good epilogues. What a case am I in then, ihe end of this work, Shakspeare suppressed the that am neither a good epilogue, nor cannot insi- dialogue between the usurper and the hermit
, and nuate with you in the behalf of a good play? I am lost an opportunity of exhibiting a moral lesson, in not furnished' like a beggar, therefore to beg will which he might have found matter worthy of his
highest powers. (1) Dressed. (2) That I liked.
ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL.
King of France.
Countess of Rousillon, mother to Bertram. Duke of Florence.
Helena, a gentlewoman protected by the Countess Bertram, Count of Rousillon.
An old Widow of Florence. Laseu, an old Lord.
Diana, daughter to the widow. Parolles, a follower of Bertram. Several young French Lords, that serve with Ber- Mariana, Sneighbours and friends to the widow. tram in the Florentine war.
Lords, attending on the King; Officers, Soldiers servants to the Countess of Rousillon.
&c. French and Florentine. A Page.
Scene, partly in France, and partly in Tuscany.
Ber. I heard not of it before.
Laf. I would, it were not notorious.-Was this SCENE 1.–Rousillon. A Room in the Coun- gentlewoman the daughter of Gerard de Narbon?
tess's Palace. Enter Bertram, the Countess of Count. His sole child, my lord; and bequeathed Rousillon, Helena, and Laseu, in mourning. to my overlooking. I'have those hopes of her Countess.
good, that her education promises : her dispositions In delivering my son from me, I bury a second an unclean mind carries virtuous qualities, there husband.
commendations go with pity, they are virtues and Ber; And I, in going, madam, weep. o'er my traitors too ; in her they are the better for their Cather's death anew: but I must attend his majes- simpleness ; she derives her honesty, and achieves ty's command, to whom I am now in ward,' ever- her goodness. more in subjection.
Laf. Your commendations, madam, get from Laf. You shall find of the king a husband, ma- her tears. dam;-you, sir, a father: He that so generally is
Count. 'Tis the best brine a maiden can season at all times good, must of necessity hold his virtue her praise in. The remembrance of her father to you; whose worthiness would stir it up where never approaches her heart, but the tyranny of her it wanted, rather than lack it where there is such sorrows takes all livelihood from her cheek. No abundance.
more of this, Helena, go to, no more; lets it be Corent. What hope is there of his majesty's rather thought you affect a sorrow, than to have. amendment ?
Hel. I do affect a sorrow, indeed, but I have it Laf. He hath abandoned his physicians, madam; under whose practices he hath persecuted time, Laf. Moderate lamentation is the right of the with hope ; and finds no other advantage in the dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living. process but only the losing of hope by time.
Count. If the living be enemy to the grief, the Count. This young gentlewoman had a father excess makes it soon mortal. (0, that had ! how sad a passage 'tis !) whose skill Ber. Madam, I desire your holy wishes. was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretch- Laf. How understand we that? ed so far, would have made nature immortal, and
Count. Be thou blest, Bertram! and succeed death should have play for lack of work. 'Would,
thy father for the king's sake, he were living! I think, it In manners, as in shape! thy blood, and virtue, would be the death of the king's disease.
Contend for empire in thee;
and thy goodness Laf. How called you the man you speak of, Share with thy birthright! Love all, trust a few, madam?
Do wrong to none: be able for thine enemy Count. He was famous, sir, in his profession, and Rather in power, than use; and keep thy friend it was his great right to be so:
Gerard de Narbon. Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, Laf. He was excellent, indeed, madam; the king But never tax'd for speech. What heaven more will, very lately spoke of him, admiringly, and mourn- That thee may furnish, and my prayers pluck ingly he was skilful enough to have lived still, if Fall on thy head! Farewell.—My lord, knowledge could be set up against mortality.
Ber. What is it, my good lord, the king lan- 'Tis an unseason'd courtier ; good my lord, guishes of?
Advise him. Laf. A fistula, my lord.
He cannot want the best
(1) Under his particular care, as my guardian. (4) i. e. Her excellencies are the better because
The countess recoilects her own loss of a they are artless. husband, and observes how heavily had passes (5) All appearance of life. hrough her mind.
(6) i. e. That may help thee with more and bet (3) Qualities of good Weeding and erudition. Iter qualifications.
That shall attend his love,
Par. There's little can be said in'!; 'tis against Counl. Heaven bless him!-Farewell, Bertram. the rule of nature. To speak on the part of vir
(Erit Countess. ginity, is to accuse your mothers: which is most Ber. The best wishes, that can be forged in your infallible disobedience. He, that hangs himself, is thoughts, [To Helena.) be servants to you! Be a virgin : virginity murders itself; and should be comfortable to my mother, your mistress, and make buried in highways, out of all sanctified limit, as much of her.
a desperate offendress against nature. Virginity Laf. Farewell, pretty lady: You must hold the breeds mites, much like a cheese; consumes itself credit of your father. (Exe. Bertram and Laseu. to the very paring, and so dies with feeding his own
Hel. O, were that all ! - I think not on my father; stomach. Besides, virginity is peevish, proud, idle, And these great tears grace his remembrance more made of self-love, which is the most inhibited sin Than those I shed for him. What was he like? in the canon. Keep it not; you cannot choose but I have forgot him: my imagination
lose by't ; Out with't: within ten years it will make Carries no favour in it, but Bertram's.
itself ten, which is a goodly increase; and the prin. I am undone ; there is no living, none,
cipal itself not much the worse: Away with't. Ir Bertram be away. It were all one,
Hel. How might one do, sir, to lose it to her own That I should love a bright particular' star, liking ? And think to wed it, he is so above me:
Par. Let me see: Marry, ill, to like him that In his bright radiance and collateral light ne'er it likes. 'Tis a commodity will lose the gloss Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
with lying; the longer kept, the less worth: oft The ambition in my love thus plagues itself: with't, while 'tis vendible: answer the time of reThe hind, that would be mated by the lion, quest. Virginity, like an old courtier, wears her Must die for love. 'Twas pretty, though a'plague, cap out of fashion; richly suited, but unsuitable : To see hiin every hour; to sit and draw
just like the brooch and toothpick, which wear not His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls, now: Your date is better in your pie and your In our heart's table ;? heart, too capable porridge, than in your cheek: And your virginity, of every line and tricks of his sweet favour :* your old virginity, is like one of our French wither. But now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy |ed pears; it looks ill, it eats dryly; marry, 'tis a Must sanctify his relics. Who comes here? withered pear; it was formerly better; marry, yet,
'tis a withered' pear: Will you any thing with it ? Enter Parolles.
Hel. Not my virginity ret.
A mother, and a mistress, and a friend,
A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign,
His faith, his sweet disaster; with a world
of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms, Par. No.
That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall heHel. And no.
I know not what he shall :-God send him well!Par. Are you meditating on virginity ? The court's a learning-place;-and he is one
Hel. Ay. You have some stain of soldier in you ; Par. What one, i'faith? let me ask you a question : Man is enemy to vir Hel. That I wish well.—'Tis pityginity; how may we barricado it against him ? Par. What's pity ? Par. Keep him out.
Hel. That wishing well had not a body in't, Hel. But he assails; and our virginity, though which might be felt that we, the poorer born, valiant in the defence, yet is weak: unfold to us Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes, some warlike resistance.
Might with effects of them follow our friends, Par. There is none; man, sitting down before And show what we alone must think;' which never vou, will undermine you, and blow you up. Returns us thanks.
Hel. Bless our poor virginity from underminers, and blowers up!- Is there no military policy, how
Enter a Page. virgins might blow up, men?
Page. Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls for you Par. Virginity, being blown down, man will
[Erit Page, quicklier be blown up: marry, in blowing him Par. Little Helen, farewell : if I can remember down again, with the breach yourselves made, you thee, I will think of thee at court. lose your city. It is not politic in the common Hel. Monsieur Parolles, you were born under a wealth of nature, to preserve virginity. Loss of charitable star. virginity is rational increase ; and there was never Par. Under Mars, I. virgin got, till virginity was first lost. That, you Hel. I especially think, under Mars. were made of, is metal to make virgins. Virginity, Par. Why under Mars ? by being once lost, may be ten times found: by Hel. The wars have so kept you under, that you being ever kept, it is ever lost : 'tis too cold a com- must needs be born under Mars. panion; away with it.
Par. When he was predominant. Hel. 'I will stand for't a little, though therefore Hel. When he was retrograde, I think, rather. I die a virgin.
Par. Why think you so ? (1) i. e. May you be mistress of your wishes, (5) Forbidden. and have power to bring them to effect.
16) A quibble on date, which means age, and (2) Helena considers her heart as the tablet on candied fruit. which his resemblance was portrayed.
(7) i. e. And show by realities what we LW (3) Peculiarity of feature. (4) Countenance. Imust only think.