By any token of prefumptuous fuit: Nor would I have him, till I do deserve him; The fun that looks upon his worshipper, But knows of him no more. My dearest Madam, Wish chaftly, and love dearly, that your Dian Count. Had you not lately an intent, speak truly, To go to Paris?? Hel. Madam, I had. Count Wherefore? tell true. Hel. I will tell truth; by grace itself, I swear. For general fov'reignty; and that he will'd me, Count. This was your motive for Paris, was it, fpeak? Hel. My Lord your fon made me to think of this; Elfe Paris, and the medicine, and the King, Had from the converfation of my thoughts Haply been absent then. Count. But think you, Helen, If you should tender your fuppofed aid, VOL. III. C He He would receive it? He and his phyficians. Hel. There's fomething hints More than my father's fkill, (which was the great'fst Of his profeffion), that his good receipt.. Shall for my legacy be fanctified By th' luckieft ftars in heav'n; and, would your Honour But give me leave to try fuccefs, I'd venture The well-loft life of mine on his Grace's cure, By fuch a day and hour. Count. Doft thou believe't? Gount. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave and love; Means and attendants; and my loving greetings [Exeunt. A CT II. SCENE I. The court of France. Enter the King, with divers young Lords taking leave. for the Florentine war. Bertram and Parolles. Flourish cornets. King. FAre Arewel, young Lords: thefe warlike principles Do not throw from you: you, my Lords, farewel; Share the advice betwixt you. If both gain, The gift doth ftretch itself as 'tis receiv'd, And is enough for both.. 1 Lord. 'Tis our hope, Sir, After well-enter'd foldiers, to return King. No, no, it cannot be; and yet my heart Will not confefs it owns the malady That doth my life befiege: farewel, young Lords;/ 2 Lord. Health at your bidding ferve your Majefty! Both. Our hearts receive your warnings. King. Farewel. Come hither to me. To attendants. [Exit. 1 Lord. Oh, my fweet Lord, that you will ftay be Par. Moft admirable; I have feen those wars. Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a coil with, Too young, and the next year, and 'tis too early. Par. An thy mind ftand to it, boy, fteal away bravely. Ber. Shall I ftay here the forehorfe to a fmock, *The ancient geographers have divided Italy into the Higher and the Lower, the Appennine hills being a kind of natural line of partition. The fide next the Adriatic was denominated the Higher Italy, and the other fide the Lower. And the two feas followed the fame terms of distinction; the Adriatic being called the Upper Sea and the Tyrrhene or Tuscan the Lower. Now, the Sennores, or Senois, with whom the Florentines are here fuppofed to be at war, inhabited the Higher Italy, their chief town being Ariminum, now called Rimini, upon the Adriatic. Italy, at the time of this fcene, was under three very different tenures. The emperor, as fucceffer of the Roman Emperors, had one part; the pope, by a pretended donation from Constantine, another part, and the third was compofed of free ftates. Now, by the last monarchy is meant the Roman, the laft of the four general monarchies. Upon the fall of this merarchy, in the fcramble, feveral cities fet up for themselves, and cecame free ftates; now, the might be said properly to inherit the fad of the monarchy. C 2 Crecking Creeking my fhoes on the plain masonry, Till Honour be bought up, and no fword worn But one to dance with? By heav'n I'll fteal away. 1 Lord. There's honour in the theft. Par. Commit it, Count. 2 Lord. I am your acceffary, and fo farewel. Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tortur'd body. 1 Lord. Farewel, Captain, 2 Lord. Sweet Monfieur Parolles !. Par. Noble heroes, my fword and yours are kin ; good fparks and luftrous. A word, good metals, You fhall find in the regiment of the Spinii, one Captain Spurio with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here on his finifter cheek; it was this very fword intrench'd it; fay to him, I live, and obferve his reports of me.. 2 Lord. We fhall, noble Captain.. Par. Mars doat on you for his novices? what will ye do? Ber. Stay; the King [Exeunt Lords. Par. Ufe a more fpecious ceremony to the Noble Lords, you have restrain'd yourself within the list of too cold an adieu; be more expreffive to them, for they wear themselves in the cap of the time, there to mufter true gate, eat, fpeak, and move under the influence of the most receiv'd star: and tho' the devil lead the measure, fuch are to be follow'd: after them, and take a more dilated farewel. Ber. And I will do fo. Par. Worthy fellows, and like to prove most finewy fword-men. SCENE II. Enter the King and Lafeu. L Laf. Pardon, my Lord, for me and for my tidings. King. I'll fee thee to stand up. Laf. Then here's a man stands that hath bought his pardon. I would you had kneel'd, my Lord, to afk me mercy; And that at my bidding you could fo ftand up. King. I would I had; fo I had broke thy pate, And afk'd thee mercy for't.. Laf Laf. Goodfaith, acrofs: but, my good Lord, 'tis Will you be cur'd of your infirmity?. King No. [thus Laf. O, will you eat no grapes, my Royal fox Yes; but you will, an if My Royal fox could reach them: I have feen a mediThat's able to breathe life into a stone; Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary [cine*, With fprighly fire and motion; whofe fimple touch To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand, "King. What her is this? Laf. Why, doctor-fhe; my Lord, there's one arriv'd, If you will fee her. Now, by my faith and honour, If feriously I may convey my thoughts In this my light deliverance, I have spoke With one, that in her fex, her years, profeffiont, Wisdom, and conftancy, hath amaz'd me more Than I dare blame my weakness! will you see her, For that is her demand, and know her bufinefs? That done, laugh well at me. King. Now, good Lafeu, Bring in the admiration, that we with thee May fpend our wonder too, or take off thine, suit By wondering how thou took'ft it., Laf. Nay, I'll fit you, And not be all day neither. 245 LI [Exit Lafeu. King. Thus he his fpecial nothing ever prologues. Laf. [Returns.] Nay, come your ways. [Bringing in Helena. King. This hafte hath wings indeed. Laf. Nay, come your ways, I This is his Majesty, fay your mind to him; * Medicine is here put for a fhe physician. By profeffion is here meant her declaration of the end purpose of her coming. SCENE |