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SCENE ĮV.-Florence.-A Room in the we may pick a thousand salads, ere we light Widow's House.
on such another herb.
Clo. Indeed, Sir, she was the sweet-marEnter HELENA, Widow, and Diana. joram of the salad, or, rather the herb of Hel. That you may well perceive I have not Laf. They are not salad-herbs, you knave, wrong'd you,
they are nose-herbs. One of the greatest in the Christian world Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, Sir, I Shall be my surety; 'fore whose throne, 'tis have not much skill in grass. needful,
Laf. Whether dost thou prosess thyself; a Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel : knave, or a fool ? Time was, I did him a desired office,
Clo. A fool, Sir, at a woman's service, and a Dear almost as his life; which gratitude knave at a man's. Through finty Tartar's bosom would peep
Lof. Your distinction ? forth,
Clo. I would cozen the man of his wife, and And answer, thanks: I duly am inform’d. do his service, His grace is at Marseilles; to which place Laf. So you were a knave at his service, inWe have convenient convoy. You must know, deed. I am supposed dead: the army breaking, Clo. And I would give his wife my bauble My husband hies him home; where, heaven Sir, to do her service. aiding,
Luf. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both And by the leave of my good lord the king, knave and fool. We'll be, before our welcome.
Clo. At your service. Wid. Gentle madam,
Laf. No, no, no. You never had a servant, to whose trust Clo. Why, Sir, if I cannot serve you, I can Your business was more welcome.
serve as great a prince as you are. Hel. Nor you, mistress,
Laf. Who's that? a Frenchman ? Ever a friend, whose thoughts more truly la- Clo. Faith, Sir, he has an English name; but To recompense your love; doubt not, but his phisnomy is more hotter in France, than heaven
[dower, there. Hath brought me up to be your daughter's Laf. What prince is that? As it hath fated her to be my motive
Clo. The black prince, Sir; alius, the prince And helper to a husband. But strange men! of darkness ; alias, the devil. That can such sweet use make of what they Laf. Hold thee, there's my purse: I give hate,
thee not this to suggest thee from thy master When saucyt trusting of the cozen'd thoughts thou talkest of'; serve him still. Defiles the pitchy night! so lust doth play Clo. I am a woodland fellow, Sir, that alWith what it loaths, for that which is away:
ways loved a great fire; and the master I speak But more of this hereafter :- You, Diana, of, ever keeps a good fire. But, sure, he is Under my poor instructions yet must suffer
the prince of the world, let his nobility remain Something in my behalf.
in bis court. I am for the house with the nar. Dia. Let death and honestyt
row gate, which I take to be too little for Go with your impositions, ģ I am yours pomp to enter: some, that humble themselves, Upon your will to suffer.
may ; but the many will be too chill and tenHel. Yet, I pray you,.
[mer, der; and they'll be for the flowery way, that But with the word, the time will bring on sum- leads to the broad gate, and the great
tire. When briers shall have leaves as well as thorns,
Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of And be as sweet as sharp. We must away; thee; and I tell thee so before, because I Our waggon is prepar'd, and time revives us : would not fall out with thee. Go thy ways; Al's well that ends well: still the fine'sll the let my horses be well looked to, without any crown;
tricks. Whate'er the course, the end is the renown.
Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, Sir, they [Exeunt. shall be jades' tricks; which are their own
[Exit. SCENE V.-Rousillon.—A Rnom in the Coun-right by the law of nature.
Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy. TESS' Palace.
Count. So he is. My Lord, that's gone, made Enter COUNTESS, LAFEU, and Clown. bimself much sport out of bím: by this autho
rity he remains here, which he thinks is a paLaf. No, no, no, your son was misled with tent for his sauciness; and, indeed, he has no a snipt-taffata fellow there; whose villanous pace, but runs where he will. saffrons would have made all the unbaked and
Laf. I like him well; 'tis not amiss : and I doughy youth of a nation in his colour: your was about to tell you, Since I heard of the daughter-in-law had been alive at this bour; good lady's death, and that my lord your son and your son here at home, more advanced by was upon his return home, I'moved the king the king, than by that red-tailed humble-bee I my master, to speak in the behalf of my daughspeak of.
ter; which, in the minority of thein both, his Count. I would, I had not known him! it majesty, out of a self-gracious remembrance, *as the death of the most virtuous gentle did first propose : his highness lath promised voman, that ever nature had praise for creat- me to do it: and, to stop up the displeasure mg: if she lead partaken of my flesh, and cost be hath conceived against your son, there is ne the dearest groans of a mother, I could not no fitter matter. How does your ladyship liko zave owed her a more rooted love.
it? Laf. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: Count. With very much content, my lord, and
I wish it happily effected.
Laf. His bighness comes post from Marseilles, Commands.
11 End. 1 There was a fashion of using yellow starch for bands * I.e. Rue.
+Seduce and ruffles, to which Lafeu alludes,
1 Mischievously unhappy, waggish.
of as able body as when he numbered thirty ; I do beseech you, whither is he gone! he will be here to-morrow, or I am deceived by Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon; him that in such intelligence hath seldom Whither I am going. failed.
Hel. I do beseech you, Sir, Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see Since you are like to see the king before me, him ere I die. I have letters, that my son will Commend the paper to his gracious hand; be here to-night : I shall beseech your lordship, Which, I presume, shall render you no blame, to remain with me till they meet together. But rather make you thank your pains for it:
Laf. Madam, I was thinking, with what I will come after you, with what good speed manners I might safely be admitted.
Our means will make us means. Count. You need but plead your honourable Gent. This I'll do for you. privilege.
Hel. And you shall find yourself to be well Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold char- thank'd,
(again, ter; but, I thank my God, it holds yet. Whate'er falls' more.-We must to horse
Go, go, provide.
[Exeunt. Re-enter Clown. Clo. O madam, yonder's my lord your son SCENE II.-Rousillon.-The inner Court of with a patch of velvet on’s face: whether
the COUNTESS' Palace. there be a scar under it, or no, the velvet knows; but 'tis a goodly patch of velvet: his
Enter Clown and PAROLLES. left cheek is a cheek of two pile and a half, Par. Good monsieur Lavatch, give my lord but his right cheek is worn bare.
Lafeu this letter: I have ere now, Sir, been Laf. A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a better known to you, when I have held familigood livery of honour; so, belike, is that. arity with fresher clothes; but I am now, Sir,
Clo. But it is your carbónadoed* face. muddied in fortune's moat, and smell somewhat
Laf. Let us go see your son, I pray you; I strong of her strong displeasure. long to talk with the young noble soldier. Clo. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but slut
Clo. 'Faith, there's a dozen of 'em, with de- tish, if it smell so strong as thou speakest of: licate fine hats, and most courteous feathers, I will henceforth eat no fish of fortune's butwhich bow the head, and nod at every man. tering. Pr’ythee, allow the wind.
(Exeunt. Par. Nay, you need not stop your nose, ACT V.
I spake by a metaphor.
Clo. Indeed, Sir, if your metaphor stink, I SCENE I.-Murseilles—A Street. will stop my nose ; or against any man's metaEnter HELLENA, Widow, and DIANA, with two phor. Prythee, get thee further. Attendants.
Pur. Pray you, Sir, deliver me this paper.
Clo. Foh, prythee, stand away: A paper Hel. But this exceeding posting, day and from fortune's close-stool to give to a nobleman! night,
[it; Look, here he comes himseli. Must wear your spirits low; we cannot help But, since you have made the days and nights
Enter LAFRU. as one,
Here is a pur of fortune's, Sir, or of fortune's To wear your gentlc limbs in my affairs, Be bold, you do so grow in my requital,
cat, (but not a musk-cat,) that has fallen into As nothing can unroot you. In happy time ;-m as he says, is muddied withal : Pray you, Sir,
the unclean fishpond of her displeasure, and, Enter a gentle ASTRINGER.
use the carp as you may; for he looks like a This man may help me to his majesty's ear,
poor, decayed, ingenious, foolish, rascally If he would spend his power.—God save you, comfort
, and leave him to your lordship:
I do pity his distress in my smiles of Sir. Gent. And you.
[Exit Clown. Hel. Sir, I have seen you in the court of
Par. My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath France.
cruelly scratched. Gent. I have been sometimes there.
Laf. And what would you have me to do?
Wherein Hel. I do presume, Sir, that you are not 'tis too late to pare her nails now. fallen
have you played the knave with fortune, that From the reports that goes upon your goodness; she should scratch you, who of herself is a good And therefore goaded with most sharp occa- lady, and would not have knaves thrive long sions,
under her? There's a quart d'ecu for you: Let Which lay nice manners by, I put you to
the justices make you and fortune friends: I The use of your own virtues, for the which
am for other business. I shall continue thankful.
Par. I beseech your honour, to hear me one Gent. What's your will ?
single word. Hel. That it will please you
Laf. You beg a single penny more: come, To givc this poor petition to the king;
you shall ha't: save your word.* And aid me with that store of power you
Par. My name, my good lord, is Parolles. To come into his presence.
[have, Laf. You beg inore than one word then.-Gent. The king's not here.
Cox' my passion! give me your hand :- How Hel. Not here, Sir?
does your drum? Gent. Not, indeed :
[haste Par. O my good lord, you were the first tha! He hence remov'd last night, and with more
found me. Than is his use.
Laf. Was I, in sooth? and I was the first Wid. Lord, how we lose ou, pains !
that lost thee. Hel. All's well that ends well ; yet;
Par. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in Though time seems so advérse, and means some grace, for you did briag me out. unfit.
Laj. Out upon thee, knuve! dost thou pat
upon me at once both the office of God and the Scotched like a piece of meat for the gridiron, t A gentleman Falconer.
* You need not ask :-here Ku
devil ? one brings thee in grace, and the other | Steais ere we can effect them: You remember brings thee out. [Trumpets sound.] The king's The daughter of this lord ? coming, I know by his trumpets.--Sirrah, in- Ber. Admiringly, my liege: at first quire further after me ; I had talk of you last I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart night: though you are a fool and a knave, you Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue:
a shall eat; go to, follow.
Where the impression of mine eye infixing, Par. I praise God for you. [Exeunt. Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me,
Which warp'd the line of every other favour; SCENE III.- The same.-A Room in the
Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it stol'n ; COUNTESS' Palace.
Extended or contracted all proportions, Flourish. Enter King, COUNTESS, Layev,
To a most hideous object: Thence it came, Lords, GENTLEMEN, Guards, &c.
That she, whom all men prais'd, and whom
myself, King. We lost a jewel of her; and our es- Since I have lost, have lov'd, was in mine eye teem*
The dust that did offend it. Was made much poorer by it: but your son, King. Well excus'd:
[away As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know
That thou didst love her, strikes some scores Her estimation home.t
From the great compt: But love, that comes Count. 'Tis past, my liege:
too late, And I beseech your majesty to make it Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried, Natural rebellion, done i'the blaze of youth; To the great sender turns a sour offence, When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force, Crying, That's good that's gone : our rash O'erbears it, and burns on.
faults King. My honour'd lady,
Make trivial price of serious things we have, I have forgiven and forgotten all; Though my revenges were high bent upon hin, Oft our displeasures to ourselves unjust,
them, until we know their grave. And watch'd the time to shoot.
Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust: Laf. This I must say,
Our own love waking cries to see what's done, But first I beg my pardon,-The young lord While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon. Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady, Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget Offence of mighty note ; but to himself
[lin: The greatest wrong of all: he lost a wife,
Send forth your amorous token for fair Maud. Whose beauty did astonish the survey
The main consents are had; and here we'll stay Of richest eyes ;t whose words all ears took To see our widower's second marriage-day: captive;
(serve, Count. Which better than the first, o dear Whose dear perfection, hearts that scorn’d to
heaven, bless! Humbly call'd mistress.
Or, ere they meet, in me, I nature, cease! King. Praising what is lost,
Laf. Come on, my son, in whom iny house's Makes the remembrance dear.Well, call
name him 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 :-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 informu him,
I saw upon her finger. So 'tis our will he should.
Bor. Hers it was not. Gent. I shall, my liege. (Exit GENTLEMAN.
King. Now, pray you, let me see it; for mine King. What says he to your daughter? have
eye, you spoke?
While I was speaking, oft was fasten'd to't. Laf. All that he is hath reference to your This ring was mine ; and, when I gave it Hehighness.
1 bade her, if her fortunes ever stood [len, King. Then shall we have a match. I have
Necessitied to help, that by this token letters sent me,
I would relieve her: Had you that craft, to That set him high in fame.
reave her Enter BERTRAM.
Of what should stead her most?
Ber. My gracious sovereign, Luf. Tie looks well on't.
Howe'er it pleases you to take it so, King. I am not a day of season,
The ring was never hers. For thou may'st see a sun-shine and a hail Count. Son, on my life, In me at once : But to the brightest beams
I have seen her wear it; and she reckon'd it Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou At her life's rate. The time is fair again.
[forth, Laf. I am sure, I saw her wear it. Ber. My high-repented blames,
Ber. You are deceiv'd, my lord, she never Dear sovereign pardon to me.
saw it: King. All is whole;
In Florence was it from a casement thrown me, Not one word more of the consumed time.
Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain'd the name Let's take the instant by the forward top; Of her that threw it: noble she was, and For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees
thought The inaudible and noiseless foot of time
I stood engag'd:* but when I had subscrib'd * Reckoning or estimate.
To mine own fortune, and inform’d her fully, + Completely, in its full extent.
I could not answer in that course of honour So in As you like it :-to have seen much and to As she had made the overture, she ceas'd, have nothing, is to have rich eyes and poor bands." \I. e. The first interview shall put an end to all recol.
In heavy satisfaction, and would never lection of the past.
Receive the ring again. 11. e. Of uninterrupted rain. frilts repented of to the utmost.
In the sense of unengaged
King. Plutus himseit,
(cine® | And that you fly them as you swear them lord. That knows the tinct and multiplying medi
(that? Hath not in nature's mystery more science, Yet you desire to marry.--What woman's Than I have in this ring: 'twas mine, 'twas Helen's,
Re-enter GENTLEMAN, with Widow, and Diana. Whoever gave it you: Then, if you know That you are well acquainted with yourself,+
Dia. I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine, Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforce- Derived from the ancient Capulet; ment
My suit, as I do understand, you know, You got it from her: she call'd the saints tó And therefore know how far I may be pitied. That she would never put it from her finger,
Wid. I am her mother, Sir, whose age and Unless she gave it to yourself in bed,
honour (Where you have never come,) or sent it us
Both suffer under this complaint we bring,
And both shall cease* without your remedy. Upon her great disaster. Ber. She never saw it.
king. Come hither, count; Do you know
tbese women ? King. Thou speak’st it falsely, as I love mine honour;
Ber. My lord, I neither can nor will deny And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me,
But that I know them: Du they charge me
further? Which I would fain shut out: If it should prove
Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your That thou art so inhuman,-'twill not prove
Ber. She's none of mine, my lord. And yet I know not :-thou didst hate her
Dia. If you shall marry, deadly, And she is dead; which nothing, but to close
You give away this hand, and that is mine; Her eyes myself, could win me to believe,
You give away heaven's vows, and those are More than to see this ring.–Take him away.
You give away myself, which is known mine;
That she, which marries you, must marry me, Having, vainly fear'd too little-Away with Either both, or none. We'll sift this matter further.
Laf. Your reputation [To BERTR-Am.] comes Ber. If you shall prove
too short for my daughter, you are no husband
for her. This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence,
Ber. My lord, this is a fond and desperate Where yet she never was.
[highness Whom sometime I have laugh'd witb. let your [Exit Bertram, guarded.
Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour, Enter a GentLEMAN.
Than for to think that I would sink it here. King. I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings.
K’ing. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill Gent. Gracious sovereign,
(honour, Whether I have been to blame, or no, I know Till your deeds gain them: Fairer prove you. Here's a petition from a Florentine,
Than in my thought it lies! Who hath, for four or five removes: come short Ask him
upon his oath, if he does think
Dia. Good my lord,
King. What say'st thou to her?
Ber. She's impudent, my lord ; With an importing visage; and she told me,
And was a common gamester to the camp. In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern
Dia. He does me wrong, my lord; if I were Your highness with herself.
80, King. (Reads.] Upon his many protestations He might have bought me at a common price to marry me, when his wife wus dead, I blush to Do not believe him: 0, behold this ring, szy it, he icon me. Now is the count Rousillon Whose high respect, and rich validity,; a widower ; his rows are forfeited to me, and my Did lack a paralleli yet, for all that, honour's paid to him. He stole from Florence, He gave it to a commoner o’the camp,
If I be one. taking no leare, and I follow him to his country for justice : Grant it me, o king ; in you it best
Count. He blushes, and 'tis it : lies; otherwise a seducer flourishes, and, a poor Confered by testament to the sequent issue,
Of six preceding ancestors, ihat gem maid is undone.
Diana CAPULET. Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and Hath it been ow'd and worn. This is his wife; toll him:6 for this, I'll none of him.
That ring's a thousand proofs. King. The heavens have thought well on You saw one here in court could witness it.
King. Methought, you said, thee, Lafeu,
(suitors :To bring forth this discovery.-Seek these
Dia. I did, my lord, but loath am: to pro
duce Go, speedily, and bring again the count.
[Exeunt GENTLEMAN, und some Attendants. So bad an instrument; his name's Parolles. I am afeard, the life of Helen, lady,
Laf. I saw the man to-day, if man he be. Was foully snatch'd.
King. Find him, and bring him hither.. Count. Now, justice on the doers !
Ber. What of him ?
He's quotedg for a most perfidious slave, Enter BERTRAM, guarded.
With all the spots o'the world tax'd and de King. I wonder, Sir, since wives are mon
bosh'd ;!! sters to you,
Whose nature sickens, but to speak a truth: * The philosopher's stone.
* Decease, die. +1.e. That have the proper consciousness of your own # Gamester when applied to a female, then nuant a Prst-stages. Pay toll for him.
Am I or that, or this, for what he'll utter, derive me ill will to speak of, therefore I will That will speak any thing?
not speak what I know. King. She hath that ring of yours.
king. Thou hast spoken all already, unless Ber. I think, she has: certain it is, I lik'd thou canst say they are married : But thou art her,
too fine* in thy evidence: therefore stand And boarded her i'the wanton way of youth: This ring, you say, was yours? (aside.-She knew her distance, and did angle for me, Dia. Ay, ny good lord. Madding my eagerness with her restraint, king. Where did you buy it? or who gave it As all impediments in fancy's* course
you? Are motivos of more fancy; and, in fine, Dia. It was not given me, nor I did not Her insuk coming with her modern grace,t
buy it. Subdued me to her rate: she got the ring;
King. Who lent it you?
King. Where did you find it then?
Dia. I found it not. You, that turn’d off a first so noble wife, King. If it were yours by none of all these May justly diet me. I pray you yet,
How could you give it him?
(ways, (Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband,) Diu. I never gave it him. Send for your ring, I will relurn it home, Luf. This woman's an easy glove, my lord; And give me mine again.
she goes off and on at pleasure. Ber. I have it not.
King. This ring was mine, I gave it his first
I King. What ring was yours, I pray you ?
wife. Dia. Sir, much like
Dia. It might be yours, or hers, for aught I The same upon your finger.
know. King. Know you this ring? this ring was his King. Take her away, I do not like her now; of late.
To prison with her: and away with him.Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed. Unless thou tell’st me where thou had'st this King. The story then goes false, you threw it Thou diest within this hour.
(ring, Out of a casement.
Dia. I'll never tell you. Dia. I have spoke the truth.
King. Take her away.
Diu. I'll put in bail, sy liege.
King. I think thee now some common custoBer. My lord, I do confess, the ring was hers.
mer. King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas starts you.
you. Is this the man you speak of?
King. Wherefore hast thou accus'd him all Dia. Ay, my lord.
this while? King. Tell me, sirrah, hut, tell me true, I Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not charge you,
guilty; Not fearing the displeasure of your master, He knows, I am no maid, and he'll swear to't: (Which, on your just proceeding, I'll keep off,) I'll swear, I am a maid, and he knows not. By him, and by this woman here, what know Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life; you ?
I am either maid, or else this old inan's wife. Par. So please your majesty, my master hath
(Pointing to LAFEN. been an honourable gentleman; tricks he hath King. She does abuse our ears; to prison had in him, which gentlemen have.
with her. King. Come, come, to the purpose: Did he Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail.–Stay, love this woman?
[Exit Widow. Pur. 'Faith, Sir, he did love her; But how? The jeweller, that owest the ring, is sent for, Kiny. How, I pray you?
And he shall surety me. But for this lord, Par. He did love lier, Sir, as a gentleman Who hath abus'd nie, as he knows himself, loves a woman.
Though yet he never harm'd me, here I quit King. How is that?
him: Par. He loved her, Sir, and loved her not. He knows himself, my bed he hath defil'd;
King. As thou art á knave, and no knave: And at that time he got his wife with child: What an equivocal companiong is this? Dead though she be, she feels her young one Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's
So there's my riddle, One, that's dead, is quick: Laf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty And now behold the meaning. orator.
Re-enter WIDOW, with Helena. Dia. Do you know, he promised me marriage?
King. Is there no exorcists Par. 'Faith, I know more than I'll speak.
Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes ? King. But wilt thou not speak all thou Is't real, that I see?. know'st?
Hel. No, my good lord; Par. Yes, so please your majesty; I did go 'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see, between them, as I said; but more than that, The name and not the thing. ne loved her,—for, indeed, he was mad for her, Ber. Both, both; 0, pardon! and talked of Satan, and of limbo, and file Hel. O, my good lord, when I was like this sies, and I know not what: yet I was in that
[ring, Sedit with them at that time, that I knew of I found you wond'rous kind. There is your their going to bed; and of other motions, as And, look you, here's your letter; This it says, promising her marriage, and things that would When from my finger you cun get this ring,
And are by me with child, &c.—This is done : * Lore.
Will you be mine, now you are doubly wou ? + Her solicitation concurring with her appearance of meing, commodo
* Too artful.
+ Common woman. May justiv make me fast. & Fellow