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And think to wed it, he is so above me:
to sit and draw
line and trick ? of his sweet favour 3: But now he's
idolatrous fancy Must sanctify his relicks. Who comes here?
with him: I love him for his sake; And yet I know him a notorious liar, Think him a great way fool, solely a coward; Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him, That they take place, when virtue's steely bones Look bleak in the cold wind : withal, full oft we see Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly. Par. Save
fair queen. Hel. And you, monárch. —You're for the court. There shall your master have a thousand loves, A mother, and a mistress, and a friend, A phenix, captain, and an enemy, A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign, A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear ; His humble ambition, proud humility, His jarring concord, and his discord dulcet, His faith, his sweet disaster ; with a world Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms, That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall he I know not what he shall; - God send him well! The court's a learning-place; — and he is one
Par. What one, l'faith?
2 Peculiarity of feature,
Hel. That I wish well.
Hel. That wishing well had not a body in't,
Enter a Page.
[Exit Page. Par. Little Helen, farewell: If I can remember thee, I will think of thee at court.
Hel. Monsieur Parolles, you were born under, a charitable star.
Par. Under Mars, I.
Hel. The wars have so kept you under, that you must needs be born under Mars.
Par. When he was predominant.
Hel. So is running away, when fear proposes the safety: But the composition, that your valour and fear makes in you, is a virtue of a good wing, and I like the wear well.
Par. I am so full of businesses, I cannot answer thee acutely: I will return perfect courtier ; in the which, my instruction shall serve to naturalize thee, so thou wilt be capable of a courtier's counsel, and understand what advice shall thrust
else thou diest in thine unthankfulness, and thine ignorance makes thee away: farewell. Remember thy
friends: get thee a good husband, and use him as he uses thee : so farewell.
[Exit. Hel. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull. What power
is it, which mounts my love so high, That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye? The mightiest space in fortune nature brings To join like likes, and kiss like native things. Impossible be strange attempts, to those That weigh their pains in sense ; and do suppose, What hath been cannot be: Who ever strove To show her merit, that did miss her love ? The king's disease - my project may deceive me. But my intents are fix'd, and will not leave me.
Paris. A Room in the King's Palace.
Flourish of Cornets. Enter the King of France, with
letters ; Lords and others attending. King. The Florentines and Senoys' are by the
ears ; Have fought with equal fortune, and continue A braving war. 1 Lord.
So 'tis reported, sir. King. Nay, 'tis most credible; we here receive it A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austria, With caution, that the Florentine will move us For speedy aid ; wherein our dearest friend
4 Things formed by nature for each other. s The citizens of the small republic of which Sienna is the capital.
Prejudicates the business, and would seem
His love and wisdom,
He hath arm'd our answer,
It may well serve
What's he comes here?
Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES.
Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face;
Ber. My thanks and duty are your majesty's.
King. I would I had that corporal soundness now,
Clock to itself, knew the true minute when
His good remembrance, sir,
ways say, (Methinks, I hear him now; his plausive words He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them, To grow there, and to bear, ) - Let me not live, Thus his good melancholy oft began, On the catastrophe and heel of pastime, When it was out, - let me not live, quoth he, After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff Of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses All but new things disdain ; whose judgments are Mere fathers of their garments; whose constancies Expire before their fashions : _This he wish'd : I, after him, do after him wish too, Since I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home, I quickly were dissolved from my hive, To give some labourers room. 2 Lord.
You are lov’d, sir; They, that least lend it you, shall lack you first. King. I fill a place, I know't. – How long is't,
count, Since the physician at your father's died ? He was much fanı'd.