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stocks carry him. But, to answer you as you would Ber. What shall be done to him 1 be understood; he weeps like a wench that had 1 Lord. Nothing, but let him have thanks. De shed her milk : he hath confessed himself to Mor- mand of him my conditions, and what credit I have gan, whom he supposes to be a friar, from the time with the duke. of his remembrance, to this very instant disaster of 1 Sold. Well, that's set down. You shall die his setting i'the stocks : And what think you he mand of him, whether one captain Dumain be i'lke hath confessed ?

camp, a Frenchman; what his reputation is wilk the Ber. Nothing of me, has he?

duke, what his valmur, honesty, and expertness in way; 2 Lord. His confession is taken, and it shall be or whether he thinks, it were not possible, with do read to his face: if your lordship be in't, as I be- weighing sums of gold, to corrupt him to a revad. lieve you are, you must have the patience to hear it. 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 partie

cular of the intergatories : Demand them singly. Ber. A plague upon him! muffled! he can say I Sold. Do you know this captain Dumain ! nothing of me; hush! hush!

Par. I know him: he was a botcher's 'prentice pe I Lord. Hoodman' comes !-Porto tartarossa. in Paris, from whence he was whipped for getting

1 Sold. He calls for the tortures; What will you the sheriff's fool?o with child: a dumb innocens, that say without 'em ?

could not say him, nay. Par. I will confess what I know without con

(Dumain lifts up his hand in angel straint; if ye pinch me like a pasty, I can say no Ber. Nay, by your leave, hold your hands; though 25

I know, his brains are forfeit to the next tile that 1 Sold. Bosko chimurcho.

falls.11 2 Lord. Boblibindo chicurmurco.

I Sold. Well, is this captain in the duke of Flow I Sold. You are a merciful general:-Our gene- rence's camp? ral bids you to answer to what I shall ask you out Par. Upon my knowledge, he is, and lousy. of a note.

1 Lord. Nay, look not so upon me; we shall bear key Par. And truly, as I hope to live.

rdship anon. 1 Sold. First demand of him how many horse the | Sold. What is his reputation with the duke! duke is strong ? What say you to that?

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

i Sold. Marry, we'll search. 1 Sold. Shall I set down your answer so? Par. In good sadness, I do not know; either it Par. Do; I'll take the sacrament on't, how and is there, or it is upon a file, with the duke's other which way you will.

letters, in my teni, Ber. All's one to him. What a past-saving slave 1 Sóld. Here 'tis; here's a paper ? Shall I read is this !2

it to you? I Lord. You are deceived, my lord; this is mon- Par. I do not know if it be it, or no. sieur Parolles, the gallant militarist (that was his Ber. Our interpreter does it well. own phrase,) that had the whole theorick? of war 1 Lord. Excellently. in the knot of his scars, and the practice in the 1 Sold. Dian. The count's a fool, and full of gold chape* of his dagger.

Par. That is not the duke's letter, sir ; that is an 2 Lord. I will never trust a man again for keep advertisement to a proper maid in Florence, eas ing his sword clean; nor believe he can have every Diana, to take heed of the allurement of one couga thing in him, by wearing his apparel neatly. Rousillon, a foolish idle boy, but for all that, very 1 Sold. Well, that's art dowii.

rutlish: I pray you, sir, put it up again. Par. Five or six thousand horse, I said, I will say 1 Sold. Nay, I'll read it first, by your favour. true, or thereabouts, set down, for I'll speak truth,


Par. My meaning in’t, I protest, was very 1 Lord. He's very near the truth in this.

nest in the behalf of the maid: for I knew the young Ber. But I con him no thanks' for't, in the na- count to be a dangerous and lascivious boy; who is ture he delivers it.

a whale!? to virginity, and devours up all the fry is Par, Poor rogues, I pray you, say.

finds. I Sold. Well, that's set down.

Ber. Damnable, both sides rogue ! Par. I humbly thank you, sir: a truth's a truth, 1 Sold. When he swears oaths, bid him drep gold, the roques are marvellous poor.

and take it ; I Sold. Demand of him, of what strength they are After he scores, he never pays the score : a-foot. What say you to that?

Half won, is match well made; match, and we'll Par. By my troth, sir, if I were to live this pre- make it :13 sent hour, I will tell true. Let me see : Spurio a He ne'er pays after debts, take it before ; hundred and fifty, Sebastian so many, Corambus so And say, a soldier, Dian, told thee this, nrany, Jaques so many; Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodo- Men are to melli* with, boys are not to kiss : wick, and Gratii, two hundred fifty each: mine own For count of this, the count's a fool, I know it, company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two hun- Who pays before, but not when he does owe it, dred and fifty each : so that the muster-file, rotten Thine, as he vow'd to thee in thine cas, and sound, upon my life, amounts not to ffieen

PAROLLES. thousand poll; half of which dare not shake the snow from off their cassocks," lest they shake them- monly, were retained in great families for diversion 1 selves to pieces.

is not improbable that some real event of recent occur.

rence is alluded to. 1 The game at blind man's buff was formerly called 11 In Whitney's Emblems there is a story of three Hood man blind.

women who threw dice to ascertain which of them 2 In the old copy these words are given by mistake to should die first. She who lost affected to laugh at the Parolles.

decrees of fate, when a tile suddenly falling put an end 3 Theory.

to her existence. This book was certainly known 10 4 The chape is the catch or fastening of the sheath of Shakspeare. The passages in Lucian and Plutarch his dagger.

are not so likely to have met the poet's eye. 5 i. e. I am not beholden to him for it, &c.

12 There is probably an allusion here to the Story of 6 Perhaps we should read, 'if I were but to live this Andromeda in old prints, where the monster is frepresent hour;' unless the blunder is meant to show the quently represented as a whale. fright of Parolles.

13 i.'e, a match well made is half won; make your

1 4. Cassocks.' Soldiers' cloaks or upper garments. match therefore, but make it well. 8 i. e. disposition and character.

14 The meaning of the word mell from meler, French, 9 For interrogatories.

is obvious. To mell, says Ruddiman, "to fighe, cada 10 Female idiots, as well as male, though not so com tend, meddle or have to do with

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Ber. He shall be whipped through the army with such pestiferous reports of men, very nobly held, this rhyme in his forehead.

can serve the world for no honest use; thereforó 2 Lord. This is your devoted friend, sir, the ma- you must die. Come, headsmen, off with his head. mifold linguist, and the armipotent soldier.

Par. O Lord, sir; let me live, or let me see my Be. I could endure any thing before but a cat, death! and now he's a cat to me.

I Sold. That shall you, and take your leave of | Sold. I perceive, sir, by the general's looks, we all your


(Unmuffling him. shall be fain to hang you.

So, look about

you any here? Par. My life, sir, in any case: not that I am Ber. Good morrow, noble captain afraid to die; but that, my offences being many, I 2 Lord. God bless you, captain Parolles. would repent out the remainder of nature; let me i Lord. God save you, noble captain. hve, sir, in a dungeon, i'the stocks, or any where, 2 Lord. Captain, what greeting will you to my so I may live.

lord Lafeu? I am for France. I Sol. We'll see what may be done, so you con

1 Lord. Good captain, will you give me a copy sess freely; therefore, once more to this captain of the sonnet you writ to Diana in behalf of the Dramain: You have answered to his reputation count Rousillon? an I were not a very coward, I'd with the duke, and to his valour: What is his ho- compel it of you; but fare you well. nesty ?

(Ereunt BERTRAM, Lords, g-c. Per. He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister ;' | 1 Sold. You are undone, captain: all but your for rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus. scarf, that has a knot on't yet. He professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking Par. Who cannot be crushed with a plot ? them, he is stronger than Hercules. He will lie, I Sold. If you could find out a country where sir, with such volubility, that you would think truth but women were that had received so much shame, were a fool: drunkenness is his best virtue; for he you might begin an impudent nation. Fare you will be swine-drunk ; and in his sleep he does little well, sir; I am for France too; we shall speak of harm, save to his bed-clothes about him; but they you there.

[Erit. know bis conditions, and lay him in straw. I have Par. Yet am I thankful: if my heart were great, but little more to say, sir, of his honesty: he has 'Twould burst at this: Captain I'll be no more; every thing that an honest man should not have ; But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft wbai an honest man should have, he has nothing.' As captain shall : simply the thing I am I Lord, I begin to love him for this.

Shall make me live. Who knows himself a bragBe. For this description of thine honesty ? A gart, pox upon him for me, he is more and more á cat. Let him fear this; for it will come to pass,

I Sold. What say you to his expertness in war? That every braggart shall be found an ass. . Faith, sir, he has led the drum before the Rust, sword ! coul, blushes! and, Parolles, live English tragedians,--to belie him, I will not,--and Safest in shame! being fool’d, by foolery thrive! more of his soldiership I know not; except in that There's place, and means, for every man alive. country, he had the honour to be the officer at a I'll afier them.

(Erit. place there call’d Mile End,' to instruct for the doubling of files: I would do the man what honour SCENE IV. Florence. A Room in the Widow's I can, but of this I am not certain.

House. Enter Helena, Widow, and Diana. I Lord. He hath out-villained villainy so far, that Hel. That you may well perceive I have not the rarity redeems him.

wrong'd you, Be. A pox on him! he's a cat still.

One of the greatest in the Christian world Sold. His qualities being at this poor price, I shall be my surety ; 'fore whose throne, 'tis needful Deed not ask you, if gold will corrupt him to revolt. Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel:

Per. Sir, for a quart d'ecu“ he will sell the fee- Time was, I did him a desired office,
simple of his salvation, the inheritance of it: and Dear almost as his life; which gratitude
cut the entail from all remainders, and a perpetual Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth,
Succession for it perpetually:

And answer, thanks: I duly am inform’d,
I Sold. What's his brother, the other captain His grace is at Marseilles ; to which place
Dumain ?

We have convenient convoy. You must know, 2 Lord. Why does he ask him of me?

I am supposed dead : the army breaking, I Sold. What's he?

My husband hies him home; where, heaven aiding, Par. Ev'n a crow of the same nest; not altoge- And by the leave of my good lord the king, ther so great as the first in goodness, but greater a We'll be, before our welcome. great deal in evil. He excels his brother for a cow- Wid.

Gentle madam, ard, yet his brother is reputed one of the best that You never had a servant, to whose trust s: In a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in Your business was more welcome. coming on he has the cramp.


· Nor you, mistress, Sold. If your life be sav'd, will you undertake Ever a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour to betray the Florentine ?

To recompense your love: doubt not, but heaven Por. Ay, and the captain of his horse, count Hath brought me up to be your daughter's dower, Rousillon.

As it hath fated her to be my motive? I Sold. Pll whisper with the general, and know And helper to a husband. But, О strange men! his pleasure.

That can such sweet use make of what they hate, Par. I'll no more drumming; a plague of all When saucyế trusting of the cozen'd thoughts drums! Only to seem to deserve well, and to be- Defiles the pitchy night! so lust doth play guide the supposition of that lascivious young boy With what it loathes, for that which is away: the count, have I run into this danger: Yet, who But more of this hereafter: -You, Diana, would have suspected an ambush where I was Under my poor instructions yet musi suffer taken?

[Aside. Something in my behalf. I Sold. There is no remedy, sir, but you must Dia.

Let death and honesty de: the general says, you, that have so traitorous- Go with your impositions, I am yours,' Hy discovered the secrets of your army, and made Upon your will to suffer.

Ti.e. he will steal any thing, however trifling, from 6 It appears that Marseilles was pronounced as a any place, however holy.

word of three syllables. In the old copy it is written · The Centaur killed by Hercules.

Marcellæ and Marcellus. 3 Mile End Green was the place for public sports and 7 i. e. to be my mover. exercises. See K. Henry IV. P. II. Aći ii. Sc. 2. 8 Saucy was used in the sense of wanton. We have * The fourth part of the smaller French crown, about it with the same meaning in Measure for Measure.

9 i. e. let death, accompanied by honesty, go with the $ To deceive the opinion

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Yet, I pray you,' ble themselves, may; but the many will be too But with the word, the time will bring on summer, chill and tender; and they'll be for the flowery way, When briars shall have leaves as well as thorns, that leads to the broad gate, and the great fire. And be as sweet as sharp.

We must away;

Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of thee; Our waggon is prepar'd, and time revives us : and I tell thee so before, because I would not fai All's well that ends well : still the fine's the crown;' out with thee. Go thy ways; let my horses be Whate'er the course, the end is the renown. well looked to, without any tricks.

[Exeunt. Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, they shall SCENE V. Rousillon. A Room in the Coun- law of nature.

be jades' tricks; which are their own right by the tess's Palace. Enter Countess, Lareu, and


Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy.ro Clown.

Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, made Laf. No, no, no, your son was misled with a himself much sport out of him: by his authority snipl-taffata fellow there; whose villainous saffron he remains here, which he thinks is a patent for his would have made all the unbaked and doughy youth sauciness; and, indeed, he has no pace, but run of a nation in his colour: your daughter-in-law where he will. had been alive at this hour; and your son here at Laf. I like him well; 'tis not amiss : and I was home, more advanced by the king, than by that about to tell you, since I heard of the good lady: red-tailed humble-bee I speak of.

death, and that my lord your son was upon his re Count. I would, I had not known him! it was the turn home, I moved the king my master, to speak death of the most virtuous gentlewoman, that ever

in the behalf of my daughter; which, in the mids nature had praise for creating: if she had partaken rity of them both, his majesiy, out of a self-graof my flesh, and cost me the dearest groans of a cious remembrance, did first propose : his hughness mother, I could not have owed her a more rooted hath promised me to do it: and, to stop up the da love.

pleasure he hath conceived against your son, there Laf. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we is no fitter matter. How does your ladyship like it! may pick a thousand salads, ere we light on such Count. With very much content, my lord, and I another herb.

wish it happily effected. Clo. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marjoram of Laf. His highness comes post from Marseilles, of the salad, or rather the herb of grace.

as able body as when he numbered thirty; he rul Laf. They are not salad-herbs, you knave, they be here to-morrow, or I am deceived by him that is are nose-herbs.

such intelligence hath seldom failed. Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnczzar, sir, I have Count. Il rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him not much skill in grass."

ere I die. I have letters that my son will be here Laf. Whether dost thou profess thyself; a knave, to-night: I shall beseech your lordship, to rema: or a fool?

with me till they meet together. Clo. A fool, sir, at a woman's service, and a Laf. Madam, I was thinking, with what manners knave at a man's.

I might safely be admitted. Laf. Your distinction ?

Count. You need but plead your honourable priClo. I would cozen the man of his wife, and do vilege. his service.

Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold charis ; Laf. So you were a knave at his service, indeed. but, I thank my God, it holds yet. Clo. And I would give his wife my bauble, sir,

Re-enter Clown. to do her service.

Clo. O madam, yonder's my lord your son much Laf. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both knave and fool.

a patch of velvet on's face: whether there be a sta

under it, or no, the velvet knows; but 'tis a good Clo. At your service. Laf. No, no, no.

patch of velvet: his left cheek is a cheek of 1*3 Clo. Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can servo

pile and a half, but his right cheek is worn bare.

Laf. A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good as great a prince as you are. Laf. Who's that?' a Frenchman?

livery of honour; so, belike, is that. Clo. Faith, sir, he has an English name ;' but

Clo. But it is your carbonadoedi' face. his phisnomy is more hotter in France, than there. to talk with the young noble soldier.

Laf. Let us go see your son, I pray you; I love Laf. What prince is that? Clo. The black prince, sir, alias, the prince of fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which bor

Clo. 'Faith, there's a dozen of 'em, with delicate darkness ; alias, the devil.

Laf. Hold thee, there's my purse: I give thee the head, and nod at every man.
not this to suggest thee from thy master thou talk-
est of; serve him still.

ACT V. Clo. I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always SCENE I. Marseilles. A Street. Enter Hr. loved a great fire; and the master I speak of, ever LENA, Widow, and Diana, with two Attendants. keeps a good fire. But, sure,' he is the prince of He. But this exceeding posting, day and night

, the world, let his nobility remain in his court. I Must wear your spirits low: we cannot help it; am for the house with the narrow gate, which I take tu be too little for pomp to enter: some, that hum- 6 The fool's bauble was 'a short stick ornamented u

the end with the figure of a fool's head, or sub i The reading proposed by Blackstone,

with that of a doll or puppet. To this instrumenti Yet I 'fray you

was frequently annexed an inflated bladder, with what But with the word: the time will bring, &c.' the fool belaboured those who offended him, or the seems required by the context, and makes the passage whom he was inclined to make sport. The Freneb cal intelligible.

a bauble, marolle, from Marionette, 2 A translation of the common Latin proverb, Finis 7 The old copy reads maine. coronat opus: the origin of which has been pointed out 8 Warburton thought we should read, honour'd',' by Mr. Douce, in his Illustrations, vol. i. p. 323.

but the Clown's allusion is double. To Edward the 3 It has been thought that there is an allusion here to black prince, and to the prince of darkness. The per the fashion of yellovo starch for bands and ruffs, which sence of Edward was indeed hot in France: the caden was long prevalent: and also to the custom of colour allusion is obvious. ing paste with saffron. The plain meaning seems to 9 Steevens thinks, with Sir T. Hanmer, that we be-that Parolles's vices were of such a colourable qua. should read since. lity as to be sufficient to corrupt the inexperienced youth 10 i. e. mischievously waggish, unlucky, of a nation, and make them take the same hue.

No pace, i. e. no prescribed course ; he has the ut 4 i. e. rue.

bridled liberty of a fool. 5 The old copy reads grace. The emendation is 12 Carbonadoed is slashed over the face in Rowe's: who also supplies the word salad in the pre. that fetcheth the flesh with it, metaphoric alig trees ceding specch. The clown quibbles on grass and grace. I carbonado or collop of meat.



grace, for

But, since you have made the days and nights as fortune's close-stool to give to a nobleman! Look, one,

here he comes himself. To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs,

Enter LAFEU.
Be bold, you do so grow in my requital,
Ås nothing can unroot you. In happy time;

Here is a pur of fortune's, sir, or of fortune's
Enter a gentle Astringer.!

cat, (but noi a musk-cat,) that has fallen into the This man may help me to his majesty's ear,

unclean fishpond of her displeasure, and, as he says, If he would spend his power.-God save you, sir.

is muddied withal : Pray you, sir, use the carp as Gent. And you.

you may; for he looks like a poor, decayed, ingeHe. Sir, I have seen you in the court of France. nious, foolish, rascally knave. I do piły his disGent. I have been sometimes there.

tress in my smiles? or comfort, and leave him to He. I do presume, sir, that you are not fallen

your lordship.

[Erit Clown. From the report that goes upon your goodness;

Par. My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath And therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions, cruelly scratched. Which lay nice manners by, I put you to

Laf. And what would you have me to do ? 'tis The use of your own virtues, for the which too late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you I shall continue thankful.

played the knave with fortune, that she should Gent. What's your will ?

scratch you, who of herself is a good lady, and He. That it will please you

would not have knaves thrive long under her ? To give this poor petition to the king;

There's a quart d'ecu for you: Let the justices And aid me with that store of power you have,

make you and fortune friends; I am for other buTo come into his presence.

siness. Gent. The king's not here.

Par. I beseech your honour, to hear me one Hel.

Not here, sir? single word. Gent.

Not, indeed : Inf. You beg a single penny more : come, you He hence remov'd last night, and with more haste shall ha't: save your word. "Than is his use.

Par. My name, my good lord, is Parolles.
Lord, how we lose our pains !

Laf. You beg more than one word then. -Cox' Hd. All's well that ends well, yet;

my passion! give me your hand :—How does your Though time seem so adverse, and means unfit.

drum? I do beseech you, whither is he gone ?

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

found me. Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon; Whither I am going.

Laf. Was I, in sooth ? and I was the first that He. I do beseech you, sir,

lost thee. Since you are like to see the king before me, Pur. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in some Commend the paper to his gracious hand;

you did bring me out. Which, I presume, shall render you no blame, Laf. Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon But rather make you thank your pains for it:

me at once both the office of God and the devil ? I will come after you, with whrat good speed one brings thee in grace, and the other brings thee Our means will make us means.2

out. [Trumpets sound.] The king's coming, I know Gent.

This I'll do for you. by his trumpets. — -Sirrah, inquire further after me: Hel. And you shall find yourself to be well I had talk of you last night: though you are a fool thank’d,

and a knave, you shall eat; go to, follow." Whate'er falls more. We must to horse again;

Par. I praise God for you.

[Excunt. Go, go, provide.


SCENE III. The same. A Room in the CounSCENE II. Rousillon. The inner Court of the tess's Palace. Flourish. Enter King, Countess, Countess's Palace. Enter Clown and PAROL

LAFEU, Lords, Gentlemen, Guards, &c.
Par. Good Monsieur Lavatch,' give my Lord Was made much poorer by it: but your son,

King. We lost a jewel of her; and our esteem? Lafeu this letter: I have ere now, sir, been better As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know known to you, when I have held familiarity with

Her estimation home. 11 fresher clothes; but I am now, sir, muddied in for


'Tis past, my liege : tune's mood, and smell somewhat strong of her

And I beseech your majesty to make it strong displeasure. ClO. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but sluttish, Natural rebellion, done i' the blazel2 of youth :

When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force, if it smell so strong as thou speakest of: I will henceforth eat no fish of fortune's buttering. Pr'y

O’erbears it, and burns on.

My honour'd lady, thee, allow the wind.5

I have forgiven and forgotten all; Pa. Nay, you need not stop your nose, sir ; I spake but by a metaphor.

Though my revenges were high bent upon him, Clo. Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stink, I will And watch'd the time to shoot.


This I must say,
stop my nose; or against any man's metaphor. But first I beg my pardon,- The young lord
Pr’ythee, get thee further.
Par. Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper.

Did to his majesiy, his mother, and his lady,
Clo. Foh, pr’ythee, stand

Offence of mighty note ; but to himself away ;

from A paper

The greatest wrong of all: he lost a wife, 11. e. a gentleman falconer, called in Juliana Barnes' Whose beauty did astonish the survey Park of Huntyng, &c. Ostreger. The term is applied particularly to those that keep goshawks.

7 Warburton Rays we should read, .similes of com. 2 1. e. they will follow with such speed as the means fort,' such as calling him fortune's cat, carp, &c. which they have will give thein ability to exert.?

8 A quibble is intended on the word Purolles, which 3 Perhaps a corruption of La Vache.

in French signifies wurde. 4 Warburton changed mood, the reading of the old 9 Johnson ju tly observes that Parolles has many copy, to mout, and was followed and defended hy of the lineaments of Falstaff, and seems to be a characSleerens; but though the emendation was ingenious ter that Shakspeare delighted to draw, a fellow that and well supported, it appears unnecessary. Fortune's had more wit than virwe. Though justice required that munod is several times used by Shakspeare for the whim. he should be detected and exposed, yet his vices sit so sical caprice of fortune.

fit in him that he is not at last suffered to starve. 5 i.e. stand to the leeward of me.

10 j. e. in losing her we lost a large portion of our es6 Warburton observer, that Shakspeare throughout teein, which she possessed. his writings, if we except a passage in Hamlet, has 11 Completely, in its full extent. marre a metaphor that can offend the most squeamish 12 The old copy reads blade. Theobald proposed the leader.

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of richest eges;' whose words all ears took cap- | The main consents are had ; and here we'll stay tive;

To see our widower's second marriage-day. Whose dear perfection, hearts that scorn'd to serve, Count. Which better than the first, o dear heaHumbly call'd mistress.

ven, bless! King.

Praising what is lost, Or, ere they meet, in me, O nature, cease! Makes the remembrance dear. -Well, call him Laf. Come on, my son, in wliom my house's nams hither;

Must be digested, give a favour from you, We are reconcild, and the first view shall kill To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter, All repetition :2-Let him not ask our pardon; That she may quickly come. - By my old beard, The nature of his great offence is dead,

And every hair that's on't, Helen, that's dead, And deeper than oblivion do we bury

Was a sweet creature ; such a ring as this, The incensing relics of it: let him approach, The last that e'er I took her leave at court, A stranger, no offender; and inform him,

I saw upon her finger. So 'tis our will he should.


Hers it was not. Gent,

I shall, my liege. king, Now, pray you, let me see it; for mine eye,

[Érii Gen:leman. While I was speaking, oft was fasten'd to't.King. What says he to your daughter ? have you This ring was mine : and, when I gave it Helen, spoke ?

I bade her, if her fortune ever stood Jaf. All that he is hath reference to your high- Necessitied 10 help, that by this token'

I would relieve her: Had you that craft to reave her King. Then shall we have a match. I havo lei- of what should stead her most ? ters sent me,


My gracious sovereign, That set him high in fame.

Howe'er it pleases you to take it so,

The ring was never hers.

Son, on my life,
He looks well on't.

I have seen her wear it; and she reckon'd it
King. I am not a day of season,

At her life's rate. For thou mayst see a sun-shine and a hail


I am sure, I saw her wear it. In me at once : But to the brightest beams

Ber. You are deceiv'd, my lord, she never saw it: Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth, In Florence was it from a casement thrown me The time is fair again.

Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain'd the name, Ber.

My high-repented blames, of her that threw it? noble she was, and thought Dear sovereign, pardon to me.

I stood ingag'd :' but when I had subscrib'di King.

All is whole; To mine own fortune, and inform'd her fully, Not one word more of the consumed time.

I could not answer in that course of honour Let's take the instant by the forward top; And she had made the overture, she ceas'd, For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees

In heavy satisfaction, and would never The inaudible and noiseless foot of time

Receive the ring again. Steals ere we can affect them : You remember


Plutus himself, The daughter of this lord ?

That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine, Ber. Admirably my liege : at first

Hath not in nature's mystery more science, I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart

Than I have in this ring : 'twas mine, 'twas Helen's Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue : Whoever gave it you : Then if you know Where the impression of mine eye infixing, That you are well acquainted with yourself,'? Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me,

Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforcement Which warp'd the line of every other favour; You got it from her: she call'd the saints to surely, Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it stol'n; That she would never put it from her finger Extended or contracted all proportions,

l'nless she gave it to yourself in bed,
To a most hideous object: Thence it came, (Where you have never come,) or sent it us
That she, whom all men prais'd, and whom myself, | Upon her great disaster.
Since I have lost, have loy'd, was in mine eye Ber.

She never saw it.
The dust that did offend it.

K'ing. Thou speak'st it falsely, as I love mine
Well excus'd:

That thou didst love her, strikes some scores away And mak’st conjectural fears to come into me,
From the great compt: But love, that comes too late, which I would fain shut out: If it should prove
Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried,

That thou art so inhuman,-'twill not prove so;To the great sender turns a sour offence,

And yet I know not :-hou didst hate her deadly, Crying, that's good that's gone : our rash faults And she is dead; which nothing, but to close Make trivial price of serious things we have, Her eyes myself, could win me to believe, Not knowing them, until we know their grave : More than to see this ring.–Take him away.Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust,

(Guards seize BERTRAM. Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust :

My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall, Our own love waking cries to see what's done, Shall tax my fears of little vanity, While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon.s Having vainly fear'd too little 13.-Away with Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget her, Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin : We'll sift this matter furthor. 1 So in As You Like It :

-o have seen much and to have nothing, is to have rich eyes and poor hands.' 9 Johnson remarks that Bertram still continure to Those who have seen the greatest number of fair wo have too little virtue to deserve Helen. He did t men might be said to be the richest in ideas of beanty. know it was Helen's ring, but he knew that he had it

2 i. e. the first interview shall put an end to all recol. not from a window. lection of the past.

9 Ingag'd, i. e. pledged her, having receired her 3 i. e, a seasonable day; a mixture of sunshine and pledge. hail, of winter and summer, is unseasonable.

10 Subscribd, i.e. submitted. See Troilus and Cres 4 Faults repented of to the ulicost.

sida, Act ii. Sc. 3. 5 This obscure couplet seems to mean that Our 11 The philosopher's stone. Plutus, the great alchy. love awaking to the worth of the lost object too late la mist, who knows the secrets of the cliris and philoso ments : our shaneful hate or dislike having slept out pher's stone, by which the alchymists pretended that the period when our fault was remediable.'

base metals might be transmuted into gold. 6 "The last time that ever I took leave of her at 12 Then if you have the proper consciousness of your court.'

own actions, confess, &c. 7 Malone quarrels with the construction of this pas. 13 The proofs which I have already had are sufficient naga I hide lier, &c.--that by this tuken,' &c. but to show that niy frars were not rain and irrainnal. I Shakspeare uses I bade her for I lold her,

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