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Hath wellcompos'd thee. Thy father's moral parts Since the physician at your father's died?
May'st thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris. He was much fam'd.
Ber. My thanks and duty are your majesty's. Ber. Some six months since, my lord.
King. Iwould I had that corporal soundness nou King. If he were living, I would try him yet;
As when thy father, and myself

, in friendship 5 Lend ine an arm; the rest have worn me out First try'd our soldiership! He did look far With several applications :-nature and sickness Into the service of the time, and was

Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count; Discipled of the bravest: he lasted long; My son's no dearer. But on us both did haggish age steal on,

Ber, Thank your majesty. [Flourish.Excunt. And wore us out of act. It much repairs me 101

To talk of your good father: In his youth
He had the wit, which I can well observe

A Room in the Count's Palace.
To-day in our young lords; but they may jest,
Till their own scorn return to them unnoted,

Enter Countess, Steward, and Clowns, Ere they can hide their levity in honour'. 15 Count. I will now hear: what say you of this So like a courtier, contempt nor bitterness

gentlewonian? Were in bis pride or sharpness: if they were, Stev. Nadain, tite care I have had to even your His equal had awak'd thein; and bis honour, content', I wishi might be found in the calendar Clock to itself, knew the true minute when of my past endeavours; for then we wound our Exception bid him speak, and, at that tiine, 20 modesty, and make foul the clearness of our deHis tongue obey'd his hand: who were below him servings, when of ourselves we publish them. He us' I as creatures of another place”;

Count. What does this knave here! Get you And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks, gone, sirrah: The complaints, I have heard of Making them proud of his humility,

you, I do not all believe; 'tis my slowness, that In their poor praise he humbled': Such a man 25 i do not: for, I know, you lack not tolly to comMight be a copy to these younger times: mit them, and have ability enough to niake such Which follow'd well, yould demopstrate them knaveries yours". But goers backward.

[now, Clo. 'Tis not unknown to you, madam, that I Ber. His good remembrance, sir,

am a poor fellow. Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb ; 30 Count. Well, sir. So in approof* lives not his epitaph,

Clo. No, madam, 'tis not so well, that I am As in your royal speech'.

poor, thought many of the rich are damn'd: But, King. Would, I'were with him! He would al if I may have your Ladyslip's good-will to go to ways say,

the world', Isbel the woman and I will do as we (Methinks, I hear him now; his plausire word 35 may. He scatter'd not in ears, but gratted them

Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar? To grow there, and to bear)Let me not live, Clo. I do beg your good-will in this case, Thus his good melancholy oft began,

Count. In what case? On the catastrophe and hel of pastime,

Cio. In Isvei's case, and mine own. Service When it was out,-let me not live, quoth he, 40 is no heritage: and, I thinki, I shall never have After mu tame lacks oil, to be the snuff the blessing of God, till I have issue of my body; Of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses or, they say, bearns are blessings. (ry. Allbut new things disduin; rchose judgmentsare Count. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marMerefathers ofiheir garments; those constancirs Clo. My poor body, madam, requires it: I Expire before their fashions : -- This he wished : 45 am driven on by the ilesh; and he must needs 1, after hiin, do alter him wish too,

go, that the devil drives, Since I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home, Count. Is this all your worship's reason ? I quickly were di solved from my hive,

Clo. Faith, madam, I have other holy reasons, To give some labourer room.

such as they are: 2 Lord. You are lov?d, sir;

50 Count. May the world know them? Ther, that least lend it you, shall lack you first. Clo. I have been, madam, a wicked creature, Xing. I fill a place, i knowi-How long is't, as you and all tlesh and blood are; aud, indeed, count,

II do marry, that I may repent. ? That is, cover petty faults with great merit. ?i. e. he made allowances for their conduct, and Þore from them what he would not from one of his own rank. 'I. e. by condescending to stoop to his interiors, he exalied them and made them proud; and, in the gracious receiving iheir poor praist, by humbled even his humility. Approng is approbation. Mr. Tollet explains this pas. sage thus; His epitaph or inscription on his tomb is not so much in approbation or commendation of hin, as is your royal speerh." • A Cloun in Shakspeare is convonly taken for a licensed zoster, or domestick fool. We are not to wonder that we tid this character often in his plays, since fools were, at that time, maintawed in all great families, to keep up merriment in the house. '1. e. to equal your desires. si. e. You are tool enough to commit those irregularities you are charged with, and yet not so much fool neither, as to discredit the accusation by any defect in your ability, 1. e. to be married. See note', p. 128.



Count. Thymarriage, sooner thanthywickedness. Count. Well, now. Clo. I an out of triend-, madam; and I hope Stew. I know, madam, you love your gentleto have friends for my wife's sake.

woman intirely. Count. Such friends are thine enemies, knave. Count. Faith, I do: her father bequeathed her

Clo. You are sha low, madam, in great friends: 5 to me; and she herself, vithout other advantage, for the knaves come to do that tor me, which ! inay lawfully make title to as much love as she am aweary of. He that ears' my land, spares my inds: there is more owing her, than is paid; team, and gives me leave to inn the crop: If1 and more shall be paid her, than she'll demand. be his cuko!d, he's my drudge: He, that com Stew. Madam, I was very late more near her forts my wife, is the cherisher of my flesh and 10than, I think, she wish'd me: alone she was, and blood; he thatcherishes my flesh and biood, love did communicate to herself, her own words to her my flesh and blood; he that loves my flesh and own ears ; she thought, I dare row for her, they blood, is my friend: ergo, he that kisses my wife touch'd not any stranger sense. Her matter was, is my triend. It men could be contented to be she lov'd your son: Fortune, she said, was no godwhat they are, there were no fear in marriage : 15 dess, that had put such difference betwixt their for young Charbon the puritan, and old Puysam two estates: Love, no god, that would not extend the papist, howsoe'er their hearts are severed in his might, only where qualities were level; Diana, religion, their beads are both one, they may jou) no queen of virgins, that would suffer her poor horns together, like any deer i' the herd. knight to be surprised without rescue in the first as

Count. Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouthed and 20 sault, or ransom afterward: This she deliver'd in calumnious knave?

the most bitter touch of sorrow, that e'er I heard Clo. A prophet?, I, madam: and I speak the a virgin exclaim in: which I held my duty speeditruth the next way,

ly to acquaint you withal; sithence, in the loss that For I the billad will repeat,

mayhappen it concerns you something to know it. Which men full true shall find; 125 Count. You have discharg'd this honestly; krop Your marriage comes by destiny, it to yourself: many likelih sods inform’d me of Your cuckoo sings by kind.

this before, which hung so tottering in the balance, Count. Get you gone, sir; I'll talk with you that I could neither believe, nor misdoubt: Pray more anon.

you, leave me: stall this in your bosom, and I Stew. May it please you, madam, that he bid 30 thank you for your honest care: I will speak Helen come to you ; of her I am to speak. with

further anon.

[Exit Steward. Count. Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman, I would

Enter Helena. speak with her: Helen I mean. (Singing. Count. Even so it was with me, when I was Clo. Was this fair face the cause, quoth she,

young : Why the Grecians sucked Troy? 35 If we are nature's, these are ours: this thorn Fondi done, done fond,

Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong;
Was this king Priam's joy.

Our blood to us, this to our blood is born;
With that she sighed as she stood, lit is the shew and seal of nature's truth,
With that she sighed as she stood, Where love's strong passion is imprest in youth:

And gave this sentence then; 40/By our remembrances of days foregone, (none.
Among nine bad if one be good, Such were our faults, O! then we thought then
Among nine bad it one he good,

Her eve is sick on't; I observe her now.
There's yet one good in ten.

Hei. What is your pleasure, madam?
Count. What, one good in ten? yod corrupt

Count. You know, Helen, the song, sirrah.

4511 am a mother to you. Clo. One good woman in ten, marlam ; which Hel. Mine honourable mistress. is a purifying oʻthe song: 'Would God would Count. Nay, a mother; serve the world so all the year! we'd find no fault Why not a mother? When I said, a mother, with the tythe-woman, if I were the parson : One Methought you saw a serpent: W'hat's in another, in ten, quoth a'! an we might have a good wo-50 That you start at it? I say, I ain your mother; man born but every blazing star, or at an earth And put you in the catalogue of those quake, 'twould mend the lottery well; a mai: That were enwombed mine: 'Tis often seen, may draw his heart out, ere he pluck one. Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds

Count. You'll be gone, sir kuave, and do as A native slip to us from foreign seeds: I command you?

55 You ne'er oppress’d me with a mother's groan, Clo. That man should be at a woman's com Yet I express to you a mother's care:mand, and yet no hurt done !--Though honesty God's mercy, maiden! does it curd thy blood, be no puritan, yet it will do no hurt; it wil

I am thy mother? What's the matter, wear the surplice of humility over the black gown That ibis distemper'd messenger of wet, of a big heart.-I am going, forsooth: the bu-lô The many-colour’d Iris, rounds thine eye? şiness is for Helen to come hither. [Erit. I why?

-that you are my daughter? · To ear is to p'ough. It is a superstition, which hath run through all ages and people, that natural fools have soinething in them of divinity; on which account they were estee ined sacred. 1. e, the nearest way. · Fond here means foolishly done. 'i. e. according to our recollection.


To say,

Hel. That I am not.

Religious in mine error, I adore Count. I say, I am your mother.

The sun, that looks upon his worshipper, Hel. Pardon, madam;

But knows of him no more, My dearest madam, The count Rousillon cannot be my brother: Let not your hate encounter with my love, I am from huinble, he from honour'd name; 5 For loving where you do: but, if yourself, No note upon my parents, his all noble: Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth, My master, ny dear lord he is; and I

Did ever, in so true a flame of liking, His servant live, and will his vassal die :

Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian He must not be my brother.

Was both herself and love; 0 then, give pity Count. Nor I


[were 10 To her, whose state is such, that cannot chuse Hel. You are my mother, madam; 'Would you But I nd and give, where she is sure to lose; (So that my lord, your son, were not my brother) That seeks not to find that, her search implies, Indeed, my mother !-or were you both our mo But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies. I care no more for', than I do for heaven, [thers, Count. Had you not lately an intent, speak So I were not his sister: Can't no other 15 To go to Paris ?

[truly, But, I your danghter, he must be my brothers Hel, Madam, I had, Count. Yes, Helen, you might be my daugh Count. Wherefore? tell true, ter-in-law ;

[mother, Hel, I will tell truth; by grace itself I swear, God shield, you mean it not! daughter, and You know, my father left ine some prescriptions So strive upon your pulse: What, pale again? 200f rare and prov'd effects, such as his reading, My fear hath catch'd your fondness: Now I see And manifest experience, had collected The mystery of your loneliness, and find For general sovereignty; and that he will'd mo Your salt tears' head?, Now to all sense 'tis gross, In heedfullest reservation to bestow them, You love my son ; invention is asham'd, As notes, whose faculties inclusive were Against the proclamation of thy passion, 25 More than they were in note*: amongst the rest, To say, thou dost not: therefore tell me true; There is a reinedy, approy'd, set down, But tell me then, 'tis so:—for, look, thy cheeks To cure the desperate languishings, whereof Confess it one to the other; and thine eyes The king is render'd lost, Sce it so grossly shewn in thy behaviours,

Count. This was your motive That in their kind they speak it; only sin 30 For Paris, was it? speak.

[this: And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue,

Hel. My lord your son made me to think of That truth should be suspected : Speak, is't so? Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king, If it be so, you have wound a goodly clue; Had, from the conversation of my thoughts, If it be not, forswear't: howe'er, I charge thee, Haply, been absent then. As heaven shall work in me for thine avail, 35 Count. But think you, Helen, To tell me truly.


you should tender your supposed aid, Hel. Good madam, pardon me!

He would receive it? He and his physicians Count. Do you love my son?

Are of a mind; he, that they cannot help him, Hel. Your pardon, noble mistress !

They that they cannot help: How shall they cres Count. Love you my son ?

40 A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, (dit Hel. Do not you love him, madam? Embowell’d of their doctrine', have left off

Count. Gonot about; my love hath in't a bond, The danger to itself? Whereof the world takes note: coine, come, dis Hel. There's something hints, [est The state of your affection; for your passions[close. More thau my father's skill, which was the greatHave to the full appeach'd.

45 Of his profession, that his good receipt Hel. Then I confess,

Shall, for my legacy, be sanctified [honour Here on my knee, before high heav'n and you, By the luckiest stars in heaven: and, would your That before you, and next unto high heaven, But give me leave to try success, I'd venture I love your son:

The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure, My friends were poor, but honest; so's my love : 50 By such a day and hour. Be not oifended; for it hurts not bin,

Count. Dost thou believe't? That he is lov'd of me: I follow him not

Hel, Ay, madam, knowingly, Cand love, By any token of presumptuous suit;

Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave, Nor would I have him, 'till I do deserve him ; Means and aitendants, and my loving greetings Yet never know how that desert should be. 55 To those of mine in court; I'll stay at home, I know I love in vain, strive against hope; And pray God's blessing into thy attempt : Yet, in this captious ? and intenible sieve, Be gone to-morrow; and be sure of this, I still pour in the waters of my love,

What I can help thee to, thou shalt not miss. And lack not to lose still: thus, Indian-like,


'I care no more for, is, I care as much for-I wish it equally. ; i. e. the source of your grief, Dr. Johnson suspects we should read curious, i. e. rotten. Meaning, prescriptions in which greater virtues were inclosed than appeared to observation, 'i.e. exhausted of their skill.


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captain Spurio, with his cicatrice, an emblem of The Court of France.

war, here on his sinister cheek; it was this very Enter the King, with young Lords taking leave sword entrench'd it: say to him, I live; and obfor the Florentine war. Bertram and Pa serve his reports for me. rolles.

5 2 Lord. We shall, noble captain. Flourish Cornets.

Par. Mars doat on you for his novices! what King. FAREW EL, young lords, these warlike will you do? principles

Ber. Stay; the king,
Do not throw from you:—and you, my lords, Par. Use a more spacious cerem

emony to the nuo farewel :

10 ble lords; you have restrained yourself within the Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain all, list of too cold an adieu: be more expressive to The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis received, them; for they wear themselves in the cap of And is enough for both.

the time, there do muster true giit, eat, speak, 2 Lord. 'Tis our hope, sir,

and move under the intluence of the most reAfter well-enter'd soldiers, to return

15 ceiv'd star; and though the devil lead the meaAnd find your grace in health.

ure, such are to be tollow'd: after them, and King. No, no, it cannot be; and yet my heart take a more dilated farewel. Will not confess, he owes the malady

Ber. And I will do so. That does my lite besiege. Farewel, young lords ; Pur. Worthy fe:lows; and like to prove most Whether Uive or die, be you the sons 20 sinewy sword-men.

[Exeunt. Ot wort y Frenchmen: let higher Italy

Enter Lafeu.

[Lafeu knecls. (Those 'bated, that inherit but the fall Of the last monarchy) see, that you come

Laf. Pardon, my lord, for meand for my tidings. Not to woo honour, but to wed it; when

King. I'll fee thee to stand up. The bravest questant shrinks, find what you seek, 25. Lut. Then here's a man That fame may cry you loud: I say, farewel. Stands, that has bought his pardon. I would, you 2 Lord. Health, at your bidding, serve your Had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy; and majesty!

That, at my bidding, you could so stand up. King. Those girls of Italy, take heed of them: King. I would I had; so I had broke thy pate, They say, our French lack linguage to deny, 30 And ask'd thee mercy for’t. If they demand: beware of being captives, Luf. Goodfaith, across? :--but my good lord, Before you serve.

Will you be curd of your infirmity? ['tis thus; Both. Our hearts receive your warnings.

King. No. King. Farewel.-Come hither to me.

Laf. O, will you eat [Th: King retires to a couch.35 No grapes, my royal fox? yes, but you will, i Lord. Oh my sweet lord, that you will stay My noble grapes, an if my royal fox behind us !

Could reach them: I have seen a medicine Par. 'I is not his fault! the spark

That's able to breath life into a stone: 2 Lord. Oh, 'tis brave wars !

Quicken a rock, and make


canary Pur. Most admirable: I have seen those wars. 40 With sprightly fire and motion ; whose simple

Ber. I amcommanded here, and kept acoil with is powerful to arise king Pepin, nay, [touch
Too young, and the ne di war, and’tis too early. To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand,
Pur. An thy mind stand to it, boy, steal away And write to her a love-line.

king. What her is this? Ber. I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock, 45 Luf. Why, doctor she: my lord, there's one Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry,

arriv'd, Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, If you will see her-pow, by my faith and honour, Butone to dance with! By heaven, l'llsteal away. If 'seriously I may convey my thoughts į Lord. There's honour in the th. ft.

In this my light deliverance, I have spoke Par. Commit it, count.

150 With one, that in her sex, her years, profession, 2 Lord. I am your accessary ; and so farewel. Wisdom, and constaney, hath amaz'd me more

Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tor Than I darebkume my weakness: Will you see her, tur'd body.

(For that is her demand) and know her busii Lord. Farewel, captain.

That done, laugh well at me.

[ness? 2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles !

551. King. Now, yood Lateu, Pur. Noble heroes, my sword and yoursarekin. Bring in the admiration ; that we with thee Good sparks and lustrous, a word, good metals: May spend our wonder too, or take off' thine, You shall tind in the regiment of the Spinii, one| By wond'ring how thou took'st it.

'The epithet higher is here to be understood as referring to situation rather than to clignity. * This word, as has been before observed, is used when any pass of wit miscarrils.


Laf. Nay, I'll fit you,

From simple sources; and great seas have dry'd And not be all day neither. [Exit Lafeu When miracles have by the Greatest beendeny’d.

King. Thus he his special nothing ever pro Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Laf. [returns.] Nay, come yourways. [logues. Where most it promises; and oft it hits,

[Bringing in Helenu. 5 Where hope iscoldest,and despairmost sits. [maid; King. This haste hath wings indeed.

King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind Laf. Nay, come your ways;

Thy pains, not us’d, must by thyself be pais: This is his majesty, say your mind to him : Protfers, not took, reap thanks for their reward. A traitor you do look like; but such traitors Hel. Inspired merit so by breath is barr’d: His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle, 10 It is not so with Him that all things knows, That dare leave two together; fare you well.[Er. As 'tis with us that square our guess by shows. King. Now,fair one,loes your business followus: But most it is presumption in us, when Hel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon was The help of heaven we count the act of men. My father; in what he did profess, well found. Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent; King. I knew him.

[him ;15 Of heaven, not me, make an experiment. Hel. The rather will I spare my praises toward I am not an impostor, that proclaim Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death Myself against the level of wine aim'; Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one, But know I think, and think I know niost sure, Which, as the dearest issue of his practice, My art is not past power, nor you past cure. And of his old experience the only darling, 201 King. Art thou so confident? Within whatspace He bade me store up, as a triple eye,

Ilop'st thou my cure? Safer than mine own two, more dear! I have so: Hel. The greatest grace lending grace, And, hearing your high majesty is touch'd Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring With that malignant cause wherein the honour Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring; Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power, 25 Ere twice in murk and occidental damp I come to tender it, and my appliance,

Moist Hesperus bath quench'd his sleepy lamp; With all bound humbleness.

Or four and twenty tiines the pilot's glass King. We thank you, maiden;

Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass; But may not be so credulous of cure,

What is infirm from your sound parts shall fly, When our most learned doctors leave us; and 30 Health shall live free, and sickness freely die. The congregated college have concluded, king. I'pon thy certainty and confidence, That labouring art can never answer nature

What dar'st thou venture? From her inaidable estate,-I say we must not Hel. Tax of impudence, So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope, A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame, To prostitute our past-cure malady

135 Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name To empiricks; or to dissever so

Sear'd otherwise: no worse of worst extended, Our great self and our credit, to esteein

With vilest torture let my life be ended ?. A senseless help, when help past sense we deem. King. Metbinks, in thee some blessed spirit doth Hel. My duty then shall pay me for my pains:

speak; I will no more enforce mine office on you ; 10 His powerful sound, within an organ weak ': Humbly intreating from your royal thoughts And what impossibility would slay A modest one, to hear me back again. [ful : In common sense, sense saves another way.

King. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd grate- Thy life is dear; for all, that life can rate Thou thought'st to help me: andsuchthanks/give, Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate; As one near death to those that wish him live: 45 Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all But what at full I know, thou know'st no part; That happiness and prime ^, can happy call: I knowing all my peril, thou no art.

Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, Skill infinite, or monstrous desperate. Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy: Sweet practiser, thy physick I will try; He that of greatest works is finisher, 150 That ministers thine own death, if I die. Oft does them by the weakest minister:

Hel. If I break time, or tinch in property So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown, Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die; When judges have been babes. Great floods have And well deserv'd: Not helping, death's my fee; tlown

But, if I help, what do you promise me? That is, “I am not an impostor that proclaim one thing and design another.” ? Mr. Steerens thus happily explains this obscure passage: “I would bear (says she) the tax of impudence, which is the denotement of a strumpet; would endure a shame resulting from my failure in what I have undertaken, and thence become the subject of odious ballads; let my maiden reputation be otherwise branded ; auc, no worse of worst extended, i. e. provided nothing worse is ottered to me, (meaning violation) let my life be ended with the worst of tortures. The poet for the sake of rhime has obscured the sense of the passage. The teorst that can betul a woman being extended to me, seems to be the meaning of the last line." * The author of the Re isal of Shakspeare's Text explains this live thus: "The verlı do h speak, in the first line, should be understood to be repeated in the construction of the second, thus; His powerful sound speaks within a weak organ." * i. e. youth.


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