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1 Lord. You have not given him his mother's letter 7

2 Lord. I have delivered it an hour since: there is something in't that stings his nature; for, on the reading it, he changed almost into another man.

1 Lord. He has much worthy blame laid upon nim, for shaking off so good a wife, and so sweet

a lady. 2 Łrd. Especially he hath incurred the everlasting displeasure of the king, who had even tuned his bounty to sing happiness to him; I will tell you a thing, but you shall let it dwell darkly with you. 1 Lord. When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, and I am the grave of it. 2 Lord.” He hath perverted a young gentlewoman here in Florence, of a most chaste renown ; and this night he fleshes his will in the spoil of her honour: he hath given her his monumental ring, and thinks himsels made in the unchaste composition. 1 Lord. Now, God delay our rebellion; as we are ourselves, what things are we! 2 Lord. Merely our own traitors. And as in the common course of all treasons, we still see them reveal themselves, till they attain to their abhorred ends; so he, that in this action contrives against his own nobility, in his proper stream o'erflows himself.” 1 Lord. Is it not meant damnable” in us, to be trumpeters of our unlawful intents? We shall not then have his company to-night 7 2 Lord. Not till after midnight; for he is dieted to his hour. . Lord. That approaches apace: I would gladly nave him see his company" anatomized; that he might take a measure of his own judgments, wherein so curiously he had set this counterfeit. 2 Lord. We ... not meddle with him till he come ; for his presence must be the whip of the other. I Lord. In the mean time, what hear you of these wars 7 2 Lord. I hear, there is an overture of peace. 1 Lord. Nav, I assure you, a peace concluded. 2 Lord. What will count Rousillon do then 7 will he travel higher, or return again into France 2 1 Lord. I perceive, by this demand, you are not altogether of his council. 2 Lord. Let it be forbid, sir! so should I be a great deal of his act. I Lord. Sir, his wife, some two months since, fled from his house: her pretence is a pilgrimage to Saint Jaques le grand; which holy undertaking, with most austere sanctimony, she accomplished: and, there residing, the tenderness of her nature became as a prey to her grief; in fine, made a groan 1

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1 Lord. How mightily, sometimes, we make us comforts of our losses :

2 Lord. And how mightly, some other times, we drown our gain in tears! The eat dignity, that |his valour hath here acquired for him, shall at home be encountered with a shame as ample.

1 Lord. The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together; our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair, #"they were not cherish'd by our virtues.—

Enter a Servant.

How now? where's your master? Serv. He met the duke in the street, sir, of whom he hath taken a solemn leave; his lordshi will next morning for France. The duke hath .# fered him letters of commendations to the king. 2 Lord. They shall be no more than needsul there, if they were more than they can commend. Enter Bertram. 1 Lord. They cannot be too sweet for the king's tartness. Here's his lordship now. How now, my lord, is't not aster midnight ; Ber. I have to-night despatched sixteen businesses, a month's length a piece, by an abstract of success: I have conge'd with the duke, done my adieu with his nearest; buried a wise, mourned for her; writ to my lady mother, I am returning ; entertained my convoy; and, between these main parcels of despatch, effected many nicer needs; the last was the greatest, but that I have not ended yet. 2 Lord. If the business be of any difficulty, and this morning, your departure hence, it requires haste of your lordship. Ber. I mean, the business is not ended, as fearing to hear of it hereafter : But shall we have this dialogue between the fool and the soldier 7 Come, bring forth this counterfeit module;’ he has deceived me, like a double-meaning prophesier. 2 Lord. Bring him forth: [Ereunt Soldiers.] he has sat in the stocks all night, poor gallant knave. Ber. No matter; his heels have deserv'd it, in usurping his spurs' so long. How does he carry himself? 1 Lord. I have told your lordship already : the stocks carry, him. But, to answer you as you would be understood; he weeps, like a wench that had shed her milk; he hash confessed himself to Morgan, whom he supposes to be a friar, from the time of his remembrance, to this very instant disaster of his setting i' the stocks: And what think you he hath confessed ? Ber. Nothing of me, has he? 2 Lord. His confession is taken, and it shall be read to his face: if your lordship bein’t, as, I bel o For companion. (5) Model, pattern. 6) An allusion to the degradation of a knight by hacking off his spurs.

lieve you are, you must have the patience to hear it.

Re-enter Soldiers, with Parolles.

A plague upon him muffled! he can say nothing of me; hush! hush! I Lord. Hoodman comes – Porto tartarossa. 1 Sold. He calls for the tortures; What will you say without 'em 2 ar. I will confess what I know without constraint; if ye pinch me like a pasty, I can say no

anore. 1 Sold. Bosko chimurcho. 2 Lord. Boblibindo chicurmurco. 1 Sold. You are a merciful general:—Our general bids you answer to what I shall ask you out of a note. Par. An truly, as I hope to live. 1 Sold. First demand of him how many horse the duke is strong. What say you to that? Par. Five or six thousand; but very weak and unserviceable: the troops are all scattered, and the commanders very poor, rogues, upon my reputation and credit, and as I hope to live. 1 Sold. Shall i set down your answer so? Pur. ño; I'll take the sacrament on’t, how and which way you will. Ber. All's one to him. What a past-saving slave is this 1 Lord. You are deceived, my lord; this is monsieur Parolles, the gallant militarist, (that was his own phrase,) that had the whole theoric" of war in the knot of his scarf, and the practice in the chape” of his dagger. 2 Lord. I of or trust a man again, for keeping his sword clean; nor believe he can have every bing in him, by wearing his apparel neatly. 1 Sold. Well, that's set down. Par. Five or six thousand horse, I said, I will say true, or thereabouts, set down,-for I'll speak truth. l, Lord. He's very near the truth in this. Ber. But I con him no thanks for't, in the nature he delivers it. Par. Poor rogues, I pray you, say. 1 Sold. Well, that's set down. Par. I humbly thank you, sir: a truth's a truth, the rogues are marvellous poor. 1 Sold. Demand of him, of what strength they are afoot. What say you to that. Par. By my troth, sir, if I were to live this present hour, I will tell true. Let me see: Spurio a hundred and fifty, Sebastian so many, Corambus so many, Jaques so many; Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodowick, and Gratii, two hundred fifty each : mine own company Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two hundred and fifty each : so that the muster-file, rotten and sound, upon my life, amounts not to fisteen thousand poll; half of which dare not shake the snow from off their cassocks,” lest they shake themselves to pieces. Ber. What shall be done to him. 1 Lord. Nothing, but let him have thanks. Demand of him my conditions," and what credit I have with the duke. 1 Sold. Well, that's set down. You shall demand of him, whether one captain Dumain be i' the camp, a Frenchman; what his reputation is with the duke, what his valour, honesty, and expertness in wars; or whether he thinks, it were

(...) Theory. , (2) The point of the scabbard,

not possible, with well-weighing sums of corrupt him to a revolt. What say you to what do you know of it? Par. I beseech you, let me answer to the particular of the intergatories:*. Demand them singly. 1 Sold. Do you know this captain .# Par. I know him: he was a botcher's 'prentice in Paris, from whence he was whipped for getting the sheriff's fool with child; a #. innocent," that could not say him, nay. Dumain #. up his hand in anger. Ber. Nay, by your leave, hold your hands; though I know, his brains are forfeit to the next title that falls. 1 Sold. Well, is this captain in the duke of Florence's camp? Par. Upon my knowledge, he is, and lousy. 1 Lord. Nay, look not so upon me; we shall hear of your lordship anon. 1 Sold. What is his reputation with the duke 7 Par. The duke knows him for no other but a poor officer of mine; and writ to me this other day, to turn him out o' the band: I think, I have his letter in } pocket. 1 Sold. Marry, we'll search. Par. In good sadness, I do not know; either it is there, or it is upon a file, with the duke's other letters, in my tent. 1 Sold. Here 'tis; here's a paper? Shall I read it to you? Par. I do not know, if it be it, or no. Ber. Our interpreter does it well. 1 Lord. Excellently. 1 Sold. Dian. The count's a fool, and full of


Par. That is not the duke's letter, sir; that is an advertisement to a proper maid in Florence, one Diana, to take heed of the allurement of one cour, .

to this 2

Rousillon, a foolish idle boy, but, for all that, very ruttish: I pray you, sir, put it up again. 1 Sold. Nay, I'll read it first, ": your favour. Par: . My meaning in't, I protest, was very honest in the behalf of the maid: for I knew the young count to be a dangerous and lascivious boy; who is a whale to virginity, and devours up all the fry it finds. Ber. Damnable, both sides rogue ! 1 Sold. When he swears oaths, bid him drop old, and take it; #. e scores, he never pays the score: Half wom, is match well made ; match, and well make it ;" He ne'er pays after-debts, take it before; .And say, a soldier, Dian, told thee this, .Men are to mell with, boys are met to kiss : For count % this, the count’s a fool, I know it, Who pays before, but not when he does owe it. hine, as he vow'd to thee in thine ear PARölles. Ber. He shall be whipped through the army, win this rhyme in his forehead. 2 Lord. This is your devoted friend, sir, the manifold linguist, and the armipotent soldier. Ber. I could endure any thing before but a cat, and now he's a cat to me. 1 Sold. o: sir, by the general's looks, we shall be sain to hang you. Par. My life, sir, in any case: not that I am afraid to die; but that, my offences being many, I would repent out the remainder of nature: let me

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live, sir, in a dungeon, i' the stocks, or any where,
so I may live.
1 Sold. We'll see what may be done, so you con-
sess freely ; therefore, once more to this captain
pumin. You have answered to his reputation with
the duke, and to his valour: What is his honesty
Par. He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister;"
for rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus.” He
professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking them,
he is stronger than Hercules. ii will lie, sir, with
such volubility, that you would think truth were a
fool : drunkenness is his best virtue; for he will be
swine-drunk; and in his sleep he does little harm,
save to his bed-clothes about him ; but they know
his conditions, and lay him in straw. I have but
little more to say, sir, of his honesty: he has every
thing that an honest man should not have ; what
an honest man should have, he has nothing.
1 Lord. I begin to love him for this.
Ber. For this description of thine honesty? A
pox upon him for me, he is more and more a cat.
1 Sold. What say you to his expertness in war?
Par. Faith, sir, he has led the drum before the
English tragedians,—to belie him, I will not, and
more of his soldiership I know not; except, in that
country, he had the honour to be the officer at a
place there call’d Mile-end, to instruct for the
doubling of files: I would do the man what honour
I can, but of this I am not certain.
i"lord. He hash out villained villany so far that
the rarity redeems him.
Ber. A pox on him " he's a cat still.
1 Sold. His qualities being at this poor price, I
need not ask you, if gold will corrupt him to revolt.
Par. Sir, for a quart d’ecu” he will sell the see-
simple of his salvation, the inheritance of it; and
cut the entail from all remainders, and a perpetual

succession for it perpetually.
'. brother, the other captain

1 Sold. What’s Dumain 7 2 Lord. Why does he ask him of me? 1 Sold. '’s he Par. E'er, a crow of the same nest; not altogether so great as the first in goodness, but greater a great deal in evil. He excels his brother for a coward, yet his brother is reputed one of the best that is: In a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in coming on he has the cramp. 1 Sold. If your life be saved, will you undertake to betray the Florentine ! Pun. Ay, and the captain of his horse, count Rousilkon. 1 Sold. I'll whisper with the general, and know his pleasure. Par. I’ll no more drumming; a plague of all drums." Only to seem to deserve well, and to beo: the supposition" of that lascivious young boy e count, have I run into uhis danger: Yet, who would have suspected an ambush where i was taken 7 ..?side. 1 Sold. There is no remedy, sir, but you must die : the general says, you, that have so traitorously discovered the secrets of your army, and made such pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can serve the world for no honest use; therefore you must die. Come, headsman, off with his head. Par: O Lord, sir; let me live, or let me see my death ! 1 Sold. That shall you, and take your leave

(1) i. e. He will steal anything however trifling, from any place however holy. § The Centaur killed by Hercules. 3) The fourth part of the smaller French crown.

of all your friends. [Unmuffling him.
So, look about you; Know you any here 1
hor. Good morrow, noble captain.
2 Lord. God bless you, captain Parolles.
1 Lord. God save you, noble captain.
2. Lord. Captain, what greeting will you to my
lord Lafeu ? I am for France.
1. Lord. Good captain, will you give me a copy
of the sonnet you writ to Diana in behalf of the count
Rousillon an I were not a very coward, I'd compel
it of you; but sare you well. [Ere. Ber. Lords,
1 Sold. You are undone, captain: all but you
scars, that has a knot on't yet.
Par. Who cannot be crushed with a plot?
1 Sold. If you could find out a country where
but women were that had received so much shame,
you might begin an impudent nation. Fare you
well, sir; I am for France too; we shall speak of
you there. Eril.
Par. Yet am I thankful: if my heart were great,
'Twould burst at this: Captain. I’ll be no more;
But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft
As captain shall: simply the thing I am
Shall make me live. Who knows himself a braggart,
Let him fear this; for it will come to pass,
That every braggart shall be sound an ass.
|Rust, sword cool, blushes! and, Parolles, live
Safest in shame being fool'd, by soolery thrive!
There's place, and means, for every man alive.
"I'll after them. [Erit

|SCE.NCE IV.-Florence. A room in the Widow’s house. Enter Helena, Widow, and Diana.

Hel. That you may well perceive I have not
wrong'd you,

One of the greatest in the Christian world
Shall be my surety; 'fore whose throne, ’tis needful
Ere l can perfect mine intents, to kneel:
Time was, I did him a desired office
Dear almost as his life; which gratitude
Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth,
And answer, thanks: I duly am inform'd,
His grace is at Marseilles; to which place
We have convenient convoy. You must know,
I am supposed dead: the army breaking,
My husband hies him home; where, heaven aiding
And by the leave of my good lord the king,
W; e, before our welcome.

tot. Gentle madam,
You never had a servant, to whose trust
Your business was more welcome.
el. Nor you, mistress

Ever a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour
To recompense your love; doubt o: Heaver
Hath brought me up to be your daughter's dower
As it hath fated her to be my motive”
And helper to a husband. But, O strange men!
That can such sweet use make of what they hate,
When saucy" trusting of the cozen'd thoughts
Defiles the pitchy night! so lust doth play
With what it loaths, for that which is away :
But more of this hereaster:—You, Diana,
Under my poor instructions yet must suffer
Something in my behalf.

Dia Let death and honesty
I am yours

el. Yet, I pray you,But with the word, the time will bring on summe When briars shall have leaves as well as thorns,

Go with your impositions,”
U}}our will to suffer.

4) To deceive the opinion.
5) For mover. (6) Lascivious.
7) i. e. An honest death. (8) Commands.

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Laf. No, no, no, your son was misled with a snipt-taffeta fellow there; whose villanous saffron” would have made all the unbaked and doughy youth of a nation in his colour: your daughter-inlaw had been alive at this hour; and your son here at home, more advanced by the king, than by that red-tailed humble-bee I speak of. Count. I would, I had not known him: it was the death of the most virtuous gentlewoman, that ever nature had praise for creating: if she had partaken of my i. and cost me the dearest groans of a mother, I could not have owed her a more rooted love. Laf. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we may pick a thousand salads, ere we light on such another herb. Clo. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marj the salad, or, rather the herb of grace.” Laf. They are not salad-herbs, you knave, they are nose-herbs. Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir, I have not much skill in grass. Laf. Whether dost thou profess thyself; a knave, or a fool 7 Clo. A fool, sir, at a woman's service, and a knave at a man's. # Your distinction ? Clo. I would cozen the man of his wife, and do his service. Laf. So you were a knave at his service, in

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eed. Clo. And I would give his wife my bauble, sir, to do her service. Laf. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both knave and fool. Clo. At your service. Lof. No, no, no: Clo. Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve as great a prince as you are. ... Who’s that ?" a Frenchman 7 . Faith, sir, he has an English name: but his p!..isnomy is more hotter in France, than there. Laf. What [...". is that 7 Clo. The black prince, sir, alias, the prince of darkness; alias, the devil. §: thee, there's my purse: I give thee not this to suggest othee from thy master thou talkest of; serve him still. Clo. I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always loved a great fire; and the master I speak of, ever keeps a good fire. But, sure, he is the prince of the world, let his nobility remain in his court. am for the house with the narrow gate, which I take to be too little for pomp to enter: some, that humble themselves, may ; but the many will be too chill and tender; and they'll be for the flowery way, that leads to the broad gate, and the great fire. Laf. Gothy ways, I begin to be a-weary of thee; and I tell thee so before, because I would not fail out, with thee. Go thy ways; let my horses be well looked to, without any tricks. Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, they shall

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be jade's tricks; which are their own right by the law of nature. [Exit. Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy.” Count. So he is. M, lord, that's gone, made himself much sport out of him: by his authority he remains here, which he thinks is a patent for his sauciness; and, indeed, he has no pace, but runs where he will. Laf. I like him well: 'tis not amiss: and I was about to tell you, since I heard of the good lady's death, and that my lord your son was upon his return home, I moved the king my master, to speak in the behalf of my daughter; which, in the minority of them both, his majesty, out of a self-gracious remembrance, did first propose: his highness hath promised me to do it: and, to stop up the displeasure he hath conceived against your son, #" , no fitter matter. How does your ladyship like it Count. With very much content, my lord, and I wish it happily effected. Laf. His highness comes post from Marseilles, of as able body as when he numbered thirty; he will be here to-morrow, or I am deceived by him that in such intelligence hath seldom failed. Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him ere I die. I have letters, that my son will be here to-night: I shall beseech your lordship, to remain with me till they meet together. Laf. Madam, I was thinking, with what manners I might safely be admitted. Count. You need but plead your honourable privilege. Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; but, I thank my God, it holds yet. Re-enter Clown.

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one To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs, Be bold, you do so grow in my requital, As nothing can unroot you. In happy time;— Enter a gentle Astringer." This man may . me to his majesty's ear, If he would spend his power.—God save you, sir. Gent. And you. Hel. Sir, I have seen you in the court of France. Gent. I have been sometimes there.

5) Mischievously unhappy, waggish. 6) Scotched like a piece of meat for the gridiron. 7) A gentleman Falconer.

Hel. I do presume, sir, that you are not sallen From the report that goes upon your goodness; And therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions, Which lay nice manners by, I put you to The use of your own virtues, for the which I shall continue thankful.

Gent. What's your will?

He!. That it will please you
To give this poor petition to the king;
And aid me with that store of power you have,
To come into his presence.

Gent. The king's not here.

Hel. Not here, sir?

Gent. Not, indeed; He hence remov’d last night, and with more haste

Than is his use.
Wid. Lord, how we lose our pains!
Hel. All's well that ends well; yet;
Though time seem so advérse, and means unfit.—
I do beseech you, whither is he gone?
Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon;
Whither I am going.
Hel. I do beseech you, sir,
Since you are like to see the king before me,
Commend the paper to his gracious hand;
Which, I presume, shall render you no blame,
But rather make you thank your pains for it:
I will come aster you, with what good speed
Our means will make us means.
Gent. This I'll do for you.
Hel. And you shall find yourself to be well
Whate'er falls more.—We must to horse again;–
Go, go, provide. [Ereunt.

SCE.NTE II.-Rousillon. The inner court of the Countess's Palace. Enter Clown and Parolles.

Par. Good monsieur Lavatch, give my lord Laseu this letter: I have ere now, sir, been better known to you, when I have held familiarity with fresher clothes; but I am now, sir, muddied in fortune's moat, and smell somewhat strong of her strong displeasure. §. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but sluttish, if it smell so strong as thou speakest of: I will hencesorth eat no fish of fortune's buttering.— Pr’ythee. allow the wind. ar. Nay, you need not stop your nose, sir; I spoke but by a metaphor. Clo. Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stink, I will stop my nose; or against any man's metaphor.— Pr’ythée, get thee further. ar. Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper. Clo. Foh, pr’ythee, stand away; A paper from fortune's close-stool to give to a nobleman Look, here he comes himself.

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too late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you played the knave with fortune, that she should scratch you, who of herself is a good lady, and would not have knaves thrive long under her There's a quart d'ecu for you: Let the justices make you and fortune friends; I am for other busiiness. Par. I beseech your honour, to hear me one single word. Laf. You beg a single penny more: come, you shall ha’t ; save your word." Par. My name, my good lord, is Parolles. Laf. You beg more than one word, then.—Cox' my passion give me your hand :-How does your drum ? Par. O my good lord, you were the first that found me. Luf. Was I, in sooth 7 and I was the first that lost thee. Par. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in some grace, for you did bring me out. }.} Out upon thee, knave dost thou put upon me at once both the office of God and the devil? one brings thee in grace, and the other brings thee out. [Trumpets sound..] The king's coming, I know by his trumpets.—Sirrah, inquire further after me; I had talk of you last night: though you are a fool and a knave, you shall eat; go to, follow. Par. I praise God for you. [Ezeunt.

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King. We lost a jewel of her; and our esteem" Was made much poorer by it: but your son, As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know Her estimation home.”

Count. 'Tis past, my liege And I beseech your majesty to make it Natural rebellion, done i'the blaze of youth; When oil and fire, too strong for reason's sorce, O'erbears it, and burns on.

- My honour’d lady,

1ng. l have forgiven and forgotten all; Though my revenges were high bent upon him, And watch'd the time to shoot. of . This I must say,+

But first I beg my pardon, The young lord
Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady,
Offence of mighty note; but to himself
The greatest wrong of all : he lost a wise,
Whose beauty did astonish the survey
Osrichest eyes;" whose words all ears took captive,
Whose dear persection, hearts that scorn'd to serve,
Humbly call'd mistress.

King. Praising what is lost, Makes onembrance dear.—Well, call him


We are reconcil'd, and the first view shall kill
All repetition :-let him not ask our pardon;
The nature of his great offence is dead,
And deeper than oblivion do we bury
The incensing relics of it: let him oh,
A stranger, no offender; and inform him,
So 'tis our will he should.

ent. I shall, my liege. [Erit Gentleman. King. What says he to your daughter? have you spoke?

and to have nothing, is to have rich eyes and poor

hands.” (5) i. e. The first interview shall put an end te

all recollection of the past.

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