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of her last breath, and now she sings in heaven. My mother told me just how he would woo, 2 Lord. How is this justified ? As if she sat in his heart; she says, all men i Lord. The stronger part of it by her own letHave the like oaths : he had sworn to marry me, ters; which makes her story true, even to the point When his wife's dead; therefore I'll lie with him, of her death: her death itself, which could not be When I am buried.' Since Frenchmen are so her office to say, is come, was faithfully confirmed braid,

by the rector of the place. Marry that will, I'll live and dje a maid :

2 Lord. Hath the count all this intelligence ? Only, in this disguise, I think't no sin

| Lord. Ay, and the particular confirmations, To cozen him, that would unjustly win. (Erit. point from point, to full arming of the verity.

2 Lord. SCENE III.-The Florentine camp. Enter the or this.

am beartily sorry, that he'll be glad two French Lords, and two or three Soldiers. i Lord. How mightily, sometimes, we make us | Lord. You have not given him his mother's comforts of our losses !

2 Lord. And how mightly, some other times, we letter?

2 Lord. I have delivered it an hour since: there drown our gain in tears! The great dignily, 'that is something in't that stings his nature; for, on the his valour hath here acquired for him, shall at home

be encountered with a shame as ample. reading it, he changed almost into another man. | Lord. He has much worthy blame laid upon

I Lord. The web of our life is of a mingled nim, for shaking off so good a wife, and so sweet yarn, good and ill together; our virtues would be

proud, if our faults whipped them not; and our a lady. 2 Lord. Especially he hath incurred the ever

crimes would despair, if they were not cherish'd lasting displeasure of the king, who had even

by our virtues.tuned his bounty to sing happiness to him. I will

Enler a Servant. tell you a thing, but you shall let it dwell darkly with you.

How now? where's your master ? i Lord. When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, and Serv. He met the duke in the street, sir, of I am the grave or'it.

whom he hath taken a solemn leave; his lordship 2 Lord. He hath perverted a young gentlewo- will next morning for France. The duke hath of man here in Florence, of a most chaste renown ; fered him letters of commendations to the king. and this night he fleshes his will in the spoil of her 2 Lord. They shall be no more than needful honour: he hath given her his monumental ring, there, if they were more than they can commend. and thinks himsell made in the unchaste composi

Enter Bertram. tion.

i Lord. Now, God delay our rebellion; as we i Lord. They cannot be too sweet for the king's are ourselves, what things are we!

tartness. Here's his lordship now. How now, my 2 Lord. Merely our own traitors. And as in the lord, is't not after midnight? common course of all treasons, we still see them Ber. I have to-night despatched sixteen busireveal themselves, till they attain to their abhorred nesses, a month's length a piece, by an abstract of ends ; so he, that in this action contrives against success: I have conged with the duke, done my his own nobility, in his proper stream o'erflows adieu with his nearest; buried a wise, mourned for himself.a

her; writ to my lady mother, I am returning ; eni Lord. Is it not meant damnable in us, to be tertained my convoy; and, between these main trumpeters of our unlawful intents ? We shall not parcels of despatch,' effected many nicer needs ; then have his company to-night?

the last was the greatest, but that I have not 2 Lord. Not till after midnight; for he is dieted ended yet. to his hour.

2 Lord. If the business be of any difficulty, and Lord. That approaches apace: I would gladly this morning your departure hence, it requires nave him see his companys anatomized ; that he haste of your lordship. might take a measure of his own judgments, Ber. I mean, the husiness is not ended, as fearwherein so curiously he had set this counterfeit. ing to hear of it hereafter : But shall we have this

2 Lord. We will not meddle with him till he dialogue between the fool and the soldier ?come ; for his presence must be the whip of the Come, bring forth this counterfeit module;' he has other.

deceived me, like a double-meaning prophesier. | Lord. In the mean time, what hear you of 2 Lord. Bring him forth : (Exeuni Soldiers.) he these wars?

has sat in the stocks all night, poor gallant knave. 2 Lord. I hear, there is an overture of peace. Ber. No matter; his heels have deserv'd it, in i Lord. Nay, I assure you, a peace concluded. Jusurping his spursé so long. How does he carry

? Lord. What will count Rousillon do then ? himself ? will he travel higher, or return again into France ? i Lord. I have told your lordship already : the

i Lord. I perceive, by this demand, you are not stocks carry him. But, to answer you as you altogether of his council.

would be understood; he weeps, like a wench that 2 Lord. Let it be forbid, sir! so should I be a had shed her milk: he hath confessed himself to great deal of his act.

Morgan, whom he supposes to be a friar, from the i Lord. Sir, his wife, some two months since, time of his remembrance, to this very instant disfled from his house : her pretence is a pilgrimage to aster of his setting i? the stocks : And what think Saint Jaques le grand; which holy undertaking, you he hath confessed ? with most austere sanctimony, she accomplished: Ber. Nothing of me, has he? and, there residing, the tenderness of her nature 2 Lord. His confession is taken, and it shall be became as a prey to her grief; in fine, made a groan read to his face: if your lordship be in't, as, I be (1) Crasty, deceitful.

(4) For companion. (5) Model, pattern. (2) i. e. Betrays his own secrets in is own talk. (6) An allusion to the degradation of a knigbat 13) Here, as elsewhere, used adverbially. Iby hacking off his spurs.

more.

tieve you are, you must have the patience to not possible, with well-weighing sums of gold, to hear it.

corrupt him lo a revolt. What say you to this ?

what do you know of it? Re-enter Soldiers, with Parolles.

Par. I beseech you, let me answer to the partiBer. A plague upon him! muffled! he can say cular of the intergatories :. Demand them singly. nothing of me; hush! hush!

1 Sold. Do you know this captain Dumain | Lord. Hoodman comes ! - Porto lartarossa.

Par. I know him: he was a botcher's 'prentice i Sold. He calls for the tortures; What will you the sheriff's fool with child; a dumb innocent,

in Paris, from whence he was whipped for getting say without 'em ?

Par. I will confess what I know without con- that could not say him, nay. straint ; il ye pinch me like a pasty, I can say no

(Dumain lijts up his hand in anger.

Ber. Nay, by your leave, hold your hands ; I Sold. Bosko chimurcho.

though I know, his brains are forieit to the next 2 Lord. Boblibindo chicurinurco.

title that falls. 1 Sold. You are a merciful general:-Our general

1 Sold. Well, is this captain in the duke of Flobids you answer to what I shall ask you out of a

rence's camp? note.

Par. Upon my knowledge, he is, and lousy. Par. An truly, as I hope to live.

1 Lord. Nay, look not so upon me; we shall | Sold. t'irst demand of him how many horse the hear of your lordship anon. duke is strong. What say you to that ?

I Sold. What is his reputation with the duke ? Par. Five or six thousand; but very weak and

Par. The duke knows him for no other but a unserviceable: the troops are all scattered, and poor officer of mine; and writ to me this other day, the commanders very poor rogues, upon my repu-to turn him out o' the band : I think, I have his lettation and credit, and as I hope to live.

ter in my pocket. 1 Sold, Shall I set down your answer so?

1 Sold. Marry, we'll search. Par. Do; I'll take the sacrament on't, how and Par. In good sadness, I do not know; either it which way you will.

is there, or it is upon a file, with the duke's other Ber. All's one to him. What a past-saving slave letters, in my tent is this!

| Sold. Here 'tis ; here's a paper ? Shall I read i Lord. You are deceived, my lord; this is it to you? monsieur Parolles, the gallant militarist, (that was

Par. I do not know, if it be it, or no. his own phrase,) that had the whole theoric' of

Ber. Our interpreter does it well. war in the knot of his scarf, and the practice in the

1 Lord. Excellently. chape? of his dagger.

i Sold. Dian. The count's a fool, and full of 2 Lord. I will never trust a man again, for keep

gold, ing his sword clean; nor believe he can have every advertisement to a proper maid in Florence, one

Par. That is not the duke's letter, sir ; that is an hing in him, by wearing his apparel neatly. I Sold. Well, that's set down.

Diana, to take heed of the allurement of one cour, Par. Five or six thousand horse, I said, I will Rousillon, a foolish idle boy, but, for all that, very say true, -or thereabouts, set down,-for 'll speak ruttish;,' pray you, sir, put it up again. truth.

| Sold. Nay, I'll read it first, by your favour. 1 Lord. He's very near the truth in this.

Par. My meaning in't, I protest, was very Ber. But I con him no thanks for't, in the na- honest in the behalf

of the maid : for I knew the ture he delivers it.

young count to be a dangerous and lascivious boy ; Par. Poor rogues, I pray you, say.

who is a whale to virginity, and devours up all I Sold. Well, that's set down.

the fry it finds. Par. I humbly thank you, sir: a truth's a truth,

Ber. Damnable, both sides rogue ! the rogues are marvellous poor.

I Sold. When he swears oalhs, bid him drop i sold. Demund of him, of what strength they After he scores, he never pays the score:

gold, and take it ; are afoot. What say you to that. Par. By my troth, sir, if I were to live this pre

Half won, is malch well made ; match, and well sent hour, I will tell true. Let me see: Spurio a

make il;" hundred and fifty, Sebastian so many, Corambus

He ne'er pays after-debts, take it before ; so many, Jaques so many; Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodo- And say, a soldier, Dian, told thee this, wiek, and Gratii, two hundred fifty each: mine Men are to mell with, boys are not lo kiss : own company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two For count of this, the count's a fool, I know it, hundred and lify each: 'so that the muster-file, Who

pays before, but not when he does owe it! rotten and sound, upon my life, amounts not to fir

Thine, as he vow'd to thee in thine ear,

PAROLLES. teen thousand poll; half of which dare not shake the snow from off their cassocks,y lest they shake Ber. He shall be whipped through the army, wiin themselves to pieces.

this rhyme in his forehead. Ber. What shall be done to him.

2 Lord. This is your devoted friend, sir, the I Lord. Nothing, but let him have thanks. De- manifold linguist, and the armipotent soldier. mand of him my conditions, and what credit I Ber. I could endure any thing before but a cal, bave with the duke.

and now he's a cat to me. 1 Sold. Well, that's set down. You shall de 1 Sold. I perceive, sir, by the general's looks, mand of him, whether one captain Dumain be i' we shall be fain to hang you. the camp, a Frenchman; what his reputation is Par. My life, sir, in any case: not that I am with the duke, what his valour, honesty, and ex- afraid to die; but that, my offences being many, I pertness in wars; or whether he thinks, it were would repent out the remainder of nature: let me

Theory. (2) The point of the scabbard. (5) For interrogatories. (6) A natural fool. (3) Cassock then signified a horseman's loose coat. (7) i. e. A match well made is half won; meke Disposition and character.

lyour match therefore but make it well.

live, sir, in a dungeon, i' the stocks, or any where, of all your friends.

(Unmuffling hin. 80 I may live.

So, look about you; Know you any here? Sold. We'll see what may be done, so you con Ber. Good morrow, noble captain. fcss freely; therefore, once more to this captain 2 Lord. God bless you, captain Parolles. Dumain: You have answered to his reputation with i Lord, God save you, noble captain. the duke, and to his valour: What is his honesty ? 2 Lord. Captain, what greeting will you to my

Par. He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister ;' lord Lafeu? I'am for France. for rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus." He 1 Lord. Good captain, will you give me a copy professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking them, of the sonnet you writ to Diana in behalf of the count he is stronger than Hercules. He will lie, sir, with Rousillon? an I were not a very coward, I'd compel such volubility, that you would think truth were ait of you; but sare you well. (Exe, Ber. Lords, &c. fool : drunkenness is his best virtue ; for he will be i 'Suld. You are undone, captain : all but you swine-drunk; and in his sleep he does little harm, scarf, that has a knot on't yet. save to his bed-clothes about him ; but they know Par. Who cannot be crushed with a plot ? his conditions, and lay him in straw. I have but 1 Sold. If you could find out a country where little more to say, sir, of his honesty: he has every but women were that had received so much shame, thing that an honest man should not have; what you might begin an impudent nation. Fare you an honest man should have, he has nothing. well, sir; I am for France too; we shall speak of 1 Lord. I begin to love him for this.

you there.

(Erit. Ber. For this description of thine honesty ? A Par. Yet am I thankful: if my heart were great, pox upon him for me, he is more and more a cat. 'Twould burst at this : Captain I'll be no more;

1 Sold. What say you to his expertness in war? But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft

Par. Faith, sir, he has led the drum before the As captain shall: simply the thing I am English tragedians,-to belie hiin, I will not, -and Shall make me live. Who knows himself a braggart, more of his soldiership I know not; except, in that Let him fear this; for it will come to pass, country, he had the honour to be the officer at a That every braggart shall be found an ass. place ihere call'd Mile-end, to instruct for the Rust, sword ! cool, blushes ! and, Parolles, live doubling of files: I would do the man what honour Safest in shame! being sool'd, by foolery thrive! I can, but of this I am not certain.

There's place, and means, for every man alive. i Lord. He hath out-villained villany so far that I'll after them.

(Erit. the rarity redeems him.

SCENE IV.-Florence. A room in the Widow's Ber. A pox on him! he's a cat still. 1 Sold. His qualities being at this poor price, I house. Enter Helena, Widow, and Diana. need not ask you, if gold will corrupt him to revolt. Hel. That you may well perceive I have not Par. Sir, for a quart d'ecu' he will sell the fee

wrong'd you, simple of his salvation, the inheritance of it; and one of the greatest in the Christian world cut the entail from all remainders, and a perpetual Shall be my surety; 'fore whose throne, 'tis needful succession for it perpetually:

Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel: | Sold. What's his brother, the other captain Time was, I did him a desired office, Dumain ?

Dear almost as his life; which gratitude 2 Lord. Why does he ask him of me?

Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth, 1 Sold, v.at's he?

And answer, thanks: I duly am inform'd, Par. E'en a crow of the same nest; not altogether His grace is at Marseilles; to which place so great as the first in goodness, but greater a great We have convenient convoy. You must know, deal in evil. He excels his brother for a coward, I am supposed dead: the army breaking, yet his brother is reputed one of the best that is : In My husband hies him home; where, heaven aiding a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in coming And by the leave of my good lord the king, on he has the cramp:

We'll be, before our welcome. 1 Sold. If your life be saved, will you undertake

Wid.

Gentle madam, to betray the Florentine ?

You never had a servant, to whose trust Pur. Ay, and the captain of his horse, count Your business was more welcome. Rousillon.

Ael.

Nor you, mistress I Sold. I'll whisper with the general, and know Ever a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour his pleasure. Par. I'll no more drumming; a plague of all Hath brought me up to be your daughter's dower

To recompense your love; doubt not, but Heaver drums! Only to seem to deserve well, and to be- As it hath fated her to be my motives guile the supposition of that lascivious young boy And helper to a husband. But, o strange men! the count, have I run into this danger: Yet, who That can such sweet use make of what they hate, would have suspected an ambush where I was When save yê trusting of the cozen'd thoughts taken?

(Aside. Defiles the pitchy night! so lust doth play 1 Sold. There is no remedy, sir, but you must With what it loaths, for that which is away : die : the general says, you, that have so traitorously But more of this hereafter:-You, Diana, discovered the secrets of your arnıy, and made such Under my poor instructions yet must suffer pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can Something in my behall. serve the world for no honest use; therefore you

Din.

Let death and honesty must die. Come, headsman, off with his head. Go with your impositions, I am yours

Par. O Lord, sir ; let me live, or let me see my Upon your will to suffer. death!

Hel.

Yet, I pray you, 1 Sold. That shall you, and take your leave But with the word, the time will bring on summe

When briars shall have leaves as well as thorns, (1) i. e. He will steal any thing however trifling, from any place however holy.

(4) To deceive the opinion. (2) The Centaur killed by Hercules.

(5) For mover. (6) Lascivious. (3) The fourth part of the smaller French crown.

(7) i. e. An honest death. (8) Comnands.

And be as sweet as sharp. We must away; be jade's tricks; which are their own right by the Our wagon is prepar'd, and time revives us : law of nature.

[Exit. AWP's well that ends well : still the fine's' the crown; Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy." Whate'er the course, the end is the renown. (Exe!.. Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, made SCENE V.-Rousillon. A room in the Countess's remains here, which he thinks is a patent for his

himself much sport out of him: by his authority he Palace. Enter Countess, Lafeu, and Clown.

sauciness; and, indeed, he has no pace, but runs Laf. No, no, no, your son was misled with a where he will. snipt-taffeta fellow there; whose villanous saffron? Laf. I like him well : 'tis not amiss : and I was would have made all the unbaked and doughy about to tell you, since I heard of the good lady's youth of a nation in his colour: your daughter-in- death, and that my lord your son was upon his relaw had been alive at this hour; and your son turn home, I moved the king my master, to speak here at home, more advanced by the king, than by in the behalf of my daughter; which, in the minothat red-tailed humble-bee I speak of.

rity of them both, his majesty, out of a self-graCount. I would, I had not known him! it was cious remembrance, did first propose : his highthe death of the most virtuous gentlewoman, that ness hath promised me to do it: and, to stop up ever nature had praise for creating: if she had par- the displeasure he hath conceived against your son, taken of my flesh, and cost me the dearest groans there is no fitter matter. How does your ladyship of a mother, I could not have owed her a more like it? rooted love.

Count. With very much content, my lord, and I Laf. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we wish it happily effected. may pick a thousand salads, ere we light on such Laf. His highness comes post from Marseilles, another herb.

of as able body as when he numbered thirty; he Clo. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marjoram or will be here to-morrow, or I am deceived by him the salad, or, rather the herb of grace.

that in such intelligence hath seldom failed. Laf. They are not salad-herbs, you knave, they Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him are nose-herbs.

ere I die. I have letters, that my son will be here Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir, I have to-night: I shall beseech your lordship, to remain not much skill in grass.

with me till they meet together. Laf. Whether dost thou prosess thyself; a knave, Laf. Madam, I was thinking, with what manor a tool ?

ners I might safely be admitted. Clo. A fool, sir, at a woman's service, and a Count. You need but plead your honourable knave at a man's.

privilege. Laf. Your distinction?

Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold charter ; clo. I would cozen the man of his wife, and do but, I thank my God, it holds yet. his service.

Re-enter Clown. Laf. So you were a knave at his service, indeed.

Clo. O madam, yonder's my lord your son with Clo. And I would give his wise my bauble, sir, a patch of velvet on's face: whether i here be a scar to do her service.

under it, or no, the velvet knows; but'lis a goodly Laf. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both patch of velvet : his left cheek is a cheek or two knave and fool.

pile and a half, but his right cheek is worn bare. Clo. At your service.

Laf. A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good Laf. No, no, no.

livery of honour; so, belike, is that. Clo. Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve

Clo. But it is your carbonadoed face. as great a prince as you are.

Laf. Let us go see your son, I pray you; I long Laf. Who's that ? a Frenchman?

to talk with the young noble soldier. Clo. Faith, sir, he has an English name: but his

Clo. 'Faith, there's a dozen of 'em, with delicate phisnomy is more hotter in France, than there.

fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which bow Laf. What prince is that?

the head, and nod at every man. (Exeunt. Clo. The black prince, sir, alias, the prince of darkness; alias, the devil. Laf. Hold thee, there's my purse: I give thee

ACT V. not this to suggest thee from thy master thou talkest of; serve him still.

SCENE I.- Marseilles. A street. Enter Helena, Clo. I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always Widow, and Diana, with two attendants. loved a great fire; and the master I speak of, ever

Hel. But this exceeding posting, day and night, keeps a good fire. But, sure, he is the prince of Must wear your spirits low: we cannot help it ; the world, let his nobility remain in his court. But, since you have made the days and nights as am for the house with the narrow gate, which I

one, take to be too little for pomp to enter : some, that to wear your gentle limbs in my affairs, humble themselves, may ; but the many will be too Be bold, you do so grow in my requital, chill and tender; and they'll be for the flowery way, As nothing can unroot you. In happy time that leads to the broad gate, and the great fire. Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of thee;

Enter a gentle Astringer.' and I tell thee so before, because I would not fall This man may help me to his majesty's ear, out with thee. Go thy ways;, let my horses be if he would spend his power.-God save you, sir. well looked to, without any tricks.

Gent. And you. Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, they shall Hel. Sir, I have seen you in the court of France.

Gent, I have been sometimes there. (1End. Ehere was a fashion of using yellow starch

(5) Mischievously unhappy, waggish. Cor bands and ruffles, to which Lafeu alludes. (6) Scotched like a piece of meat for the gridiron. (3) i. e. Rue. (4) Seduce.

(7) A gentleman Falconer.

Dess.

Hel. I do presume, sir, that you are not fallen too late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you From the report that goes upon your goodness; played the knave with fortune, that she should And therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions, scratch you, who of herself is a good lady, and Which lay nice manners by, I put you to would not have knaves thrive long under her The use of your own virtues, for the which There's a quart d'ecu for you: Let the justices I shall continue thankful.

make you and fortune friends; I am for other busiGent.

What's your will ? He!. That it will please you

Par. I beseech your honour, to hear me one sinTo give this poor petition to the king;

gle word. And aid me with that store of power you have, Laf. You beg a single penny more: come, you To come into his presence.

shall ha't ; save your word.' Gent. The king's not here.

Par. My name, my good lord, is Parolles. Hel.

Not here, sir? Laf. You beg more than one word, then.-Cox' Gent.

Not, indeed; my passion! give me your hand :-How does your He hence remov'd last night, and with more haste drum ? Than is his use.

Par. O my good lord, you were the first that Wid.

Lord, how we lose our pains ! found me. Hel. All's well that ends well; yet ;

Luf. Was I, in sooth ? and I was the first that Though time seem so advérse, and means unfit.- lost thee. I do beseech you, whither is he gone?

Par. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon; some grace, for you did bring me out. Whither I am going.

Laf. Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon Hel.

I do beseech you, sir, me at once both the office of God and the devil ? Since you are like to see the king before me, one brings thee in grace, and the other brings thee Commend the paper to his gracious hand; out. [Trumpets sound.] The king's coming, I know Which, I presume, shall render you no blame, by his trumpets.--Sirrah, inquire further aller me: But rather make you thank your pains for it: I had talk of you last night: though you are a fool I will come after you, with what good speed and a knave, you shall eat; go to, follow. Our means will make us means.

Par. I praise God for you.

(Eseunt. Gent.

This I'll do for you. Hel. And you shall find yourself to be weli SCENE HII.— The same. A room in the Coun thank'd,

tess's Palace. Flourish. Enter King, Coun Whate'er falls more.-We must to horse again; tess, Laseu, Lords, Gentlemen, guards, &-c. Go, go, provide.

(Exeunt. King. We lost a jewel of her; and our esteem

Was made much poorer by it: but your son, SCENE II.-Rousillon. The inner court of the As mad in folly, lack'd the seuse to know Countess's Palace. Enter Clown and Parolles.

Her estimation home.: Par. Good monsieur Lavatch, give my lord Laseu Count.

'Tis past, my liege this letter : I have ere now, sir, been better known And I beseech your majesty to make it to you, when I have held familiarity with fresher Natural rebellion, done i'the blaze of youth; clothes; but I am now, sir, muddied in fortune's When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force, moat, and smell somewhat strong of her strong O'erbears it, and burns on. displeasure.

King.

My honour'd lady, Clo. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but sluttish, I have forgiven and forgotten all; if it smell so strong as thou speakest of: I will Though my revenges were high bent upon him, henceforth eat no fish of fortune's buttering. And watch'd the time to shoot. Prythee, allow the wind.

Laf.

This I must say,Par, Nay, you need not stop your nose, sir; I But first I beg my pardon,-The young lord spake but by a metaphor.

Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady,
Clo. Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stink, I will Offence of mighty note; but to himself
stop my nose; or against any man's metaphor.- The greatest wrong of all: he lost a wise,
Pr'ythee, get thee further.

Whose beauty did astonish the survey
Par. Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper. Of richest eyes ;^ whose words all ears took captive,

Clo. Foh, pr’ythee, stand away; À paper from Whose dear persection, hearts that scorn'd to serve, fortune's close-stool to give to a nobleman! Look, Humbly call'd mistress. here he comes himself.

King.

Praising what is lost,

Makes the remembrance dear. Well, call'him Enter Lafeu. Here is a pur of fortune's, sir, or of fortune's cat, We are reconcil'd, and the first view shall kill (but not a musk-cat,) that has fallen into the un- All repetition :-Let him not ask our pardon; clean fishpond of her displeasure, and, as he says, The nature of his great offence is dead, is muddied withal : Pray you, sir, use the carp'as And deeper than oblivion do we bury you may; for he looks like a poor, decayed, inge- The incensing relics of it: let him approach, nivus, foolish, rascally knave. I do pitý his dis- A stranger, no offender; and inform him, tress in my smiles of comfort, and leave him to So 'tis our will he should. your lordship. (Eril Clown. Gent.

I shall, my liege. Par. My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath

(Exit Gentleman. cruelly scratched.

King. What says he to your daughter ? have Laf. And what would you have me to do? 'tis you spoke? (1) You need not ask ;--here it is.

and to have nothing, is to have rich eyes and poor (2) Reckoning or estimate.

hands.' (3) Compietely, in its full extent.

(5) i. e. The first interview shall put an end te So in As you like it :-10 have seen muchlall recollection of the past.

hither ;

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