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Enter a Gentleman.
King. I am wrap'd in dismal thinkings.
Gent, Gracious sovereign,
The King reads. Upon his many protestations to marry me, when his wife was dead, I blush to say it, be won me. Now is the count Roufillon a widower; bis vows are forfeited to me, and my bonour's paid to him. He stole from Florence, taking no leave, and I follow him to his country for justice: Grant it me, O
you it best lies; otherwise a seducer flourishes, and a poor maid is undone.
DIANA CAPULET. Laf. I will buy me a son in-law in a fair, and 'toll ; For this, I'll none of him.
King. The heavens have thought well on thee, Lafeu, To bring forth this discovery.-Seek these suitors :Go, speedily, and bring again the count.--
Enter Bertram, guarded. I am afeard, the life of Helen, lady,
& removes, ]-stages, come short of the time.
In a sweet verbal brief,]-In few, but well chosen terms. i and roll ;]-enter him in the toll-book, to shew my title to him. toll for this ring his knell, consider him as a dead man.
Was foully snatch'd.
Count. Now, justice on the doers !
King. I wonder, sir, since wives are monsters to you; And that you fly them as you swear them. " lordship, Yet you desire to marry..What woman's that?
Enter Widow, and Diana.
Wid. I am her mother, sir, whose age and honour
King. Come hither, count; Do you know these women?
Ber. My lord, I neither can nor will deny
Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your wife?
Laf. Your reputation comes too short for my daughter, you are no husband for her.
[To Bertram. Ber. My lord, this is a fond and desperate creature, Whom sometimes I have laugh'd with: let your highness Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour, Than for to think that I would sink it here. King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them "ill to
friend, k lordship, ]-protection.
ceafe,)-decease, die. mill to friend, ]-ill-disposed to favour you.
deeds gain them: Fairer prove your honour, Than in my thought it lies !
Dia. Good my lord,
King. What say'st thou to her?
Ber. She's impudent, my lord ;
Dia. He does me wrong, my lord ; if I were so,
it to a commoner o'the camp,
If I be one.
Count. He blushes, and 'tis it :
King. Methought you said,
Dia. I did, my lord, but loth am to produce
Laf. I saw the man to-day, if man he be.
Ber. What of him?
* rich validity.]-great value.
"A fellow by the hand of nature mark'd,
Whose nature sickens, but to speak a truth:
Dia. I must be patient;
Ber. I have it not.
Dia. Sir, much like
King. Know you this ring? this ring was his of late.
King. The story then goes false, you threw it him Out of a casement.
Lia. I have spoke the truth.
9 all impediments in fancy's course, are motives of more fancy;]-every obstruction which love meets with, ferves but to encrease the flame.
"Her infuit coming with her modern grace,]-Her solicitation being feconded with a tolerable share of beauty. s diet me.] loath me like a prescribed regimen.
King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather starts you. Is this the man you speak of?
Dia. It is, my lord.
King. Tell me, sirrah, but tell me true, I charge you, Not fearing the displeasure of your master, (Which, on your just proceeding, I'll keep off) By him, and by this woman here, what know you?
Par. So please your majesty, my master hath been an honourable gentleman; tricks he hath had in him, which gentlemen have.
King. Come, come, to the purpose; Did he love this woman?
Par. 'Faith, sir, he did love her.
King. As thou art a knave, and no knave:—What an equivocal companion is this?
Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's command.
Par. Yes, so please your majesty: I did go between them, as I said; but more than that, he lov'd her,-for, indeed, he was mad for her, and talk'd of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I know not what: yet I was in that credit with them at that time, that I knew of their going to bed, and of other motions, as promifing her marriage, and things that would derive me ill will to speak of, therefore I will not speak what I know. Hh 2