SCENE III.

Florence. Before the Duke's Palace.

Flourish. Enter the Duke of Florence, BERtram, Lords, Officers, Soldiers, and others.

Duke. The general of our horse thou art; and we, Great in our hope, lay our best love and credence, Upon thy promising fortune.

Ber.

Sir, it is

A charge too heavy for my strength; but yet
We'll strive to bear it for your worthy sake,
To the extreme edge of hazard.

Duke.

Then go thou forth; And fortune play upon thy prosperous helm, As thy auspicious mistress!

Ber.

Great Mars, I put myself into thy file:

This very day,

prove [Exeunt.

Make me but like my thoughts; and I shall
A lover of thy drum, hater of love.

SCENE IV.

Rousillon. A Room in the Countess's Palace.

Enter Countess and Steward.

Count. Alas! and would you take the letter of her?

Might you not know, she would do as she has done, By sending me a letter? Read it again.

Stew. I am St. Jaques' pilgrim, thither gone: Ambitious love hath so in me offended, That bare-foot plod I the cold ground upon, With sainted vow my faults to have amended.

Write, write, that, from the bloody course of war,
My dearest master, your dear son may hie;
Bless him at home in peace, whilst I from far,
His name with zealous fervour sanctify:
His taken labours bid him me forgive;

I, his despiteful Juno, sent him forth
From courtly friends, with camping foes to live,
Where death and danger dog the heels of worth:
He is too good and fair for death and me;
Whom I myself embrace, to set him free.

Count. Ah, what sharp stings are in her mildest words!

Rinaldo, you did never lack advice' so much,
As letting her pass so; had I spoke with her,
I could have well diverted her intents,

Which thus she hath prevented.

Stew.

Pardon me, madam: If I had given you this at over-night,

She might have been o'er-ta'en; and yet she writes, Pursuit would be in vain.

Count.

What angel shall

Bless this unworthy husband? he cannot thrive,
Unless her prayers, whom heaven delights to hear,
And loves to grant, reprieve him from the wrath
Of greatest justice.-Write, write, Rinaldo,
To this unworthy husband of his wife:
Let every word weigh heavy of her worth,
That he does weigh too light : my greatest grief,
Though little he do feel it, set down sharply.
Despatch the most convenient messenger:-
When, haply, he shall hear that she is gone,
He will return; and hope I may, that she,

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Juno,] Alluding to the story of Hercules. lack advice - Advice is discretion or thought. That he does weigh too light :] To weigh here means to value or esteem.

Hearing so much, will speed her foot again,
Led hither by pure love: which of them both
Is dearest to me, I have no skill in sense

To make distinction:-Provide this messenger :-
My heart is heavy, and mine age is weak;
Grief would have tears, and sorrow bids me speak.
[Exeunt.

SCENE V.

Without the Walls of Florence.

A tucket afar off. Enter an old Widow of Florence, DIANA, VIOLENTA, MARIANA, and other Citizens.

Wid. Nay, come; for if they do approach the city, we shall lose all the sight.

Dia. They say, the French count has done most honourable service.

Wid. It is reported that he has taken their greatest commander; and that with his own hand he slew the duke's brother. We have lost our labour; they are gone a contrary way: hark! you may know by their trumpets.

Mar. Come, let's return again, and suffice ourselves with the report of it. Well, Diana, take heed of this French earl: the honour of a maid is her name; and no legacy is so rich as honesty.

Wid. I have told my neighbour, how you have been solicited by a gentleman his companion.

Mar. I know that knave; hang him! one Parolles: a filthy officer he is in those suggestions for

3 those suggestions-] Suggestions are temptations.

the young earl.-Beware of them, Diana; their promises, enticements, oaths, tokens, and all these engines of lust, are not the things they go under :* many a maid hath been seduced by them; and the misery is, example, that so terrible shows in the wreck of maidenhood, cannot for all that dissuade succession, but that they are limed with the twigs that threaten them. I hope, I need not to advise you further; but, I hope, your own grace will keep you where you are, though there were no further danger known, but the modesty which is so lost. Dia. You shall not need to fear me.

Enter HELENA, in the dress of a Pilgrim. Wid. I hope so. Look, here comes a pilgrim: I know she will lie at my house: thither they send one another; I'll question her.—

God save you, pilgrim ! Whither are you bound? Hel. To Saint Jaques le grand.

Where do the palmers' lodge, I do beseech you? Wid. At the Saint Francis here, beside the port. Hel. Is this the way?

Wid.

Ay, marry, is it.-Hark you! [A march afar off

They come this way :-If you will tarry, holy pil

grim,

But till the troops come by,

I will conduct you where you shall be lodg'd;
The rather, for, I think, I know your hostess
As ample as myself.

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Hel.

Is it yourself? Wid. If you shall please so, pilgrim.

are not the things they go under :] They are not the things for which their names would make them pass.

5-palmers -] Pilgrims that visited holy places; so called from a staff, or bough of palm they were wont to carry, especially such as had visited the holy places at Jerusalem.

I did so.

Hel. I thank you, and will stay upon your leisure.
Wid. You came, I think, from France?
Hel.
Wid. Here you shall see a countryman of yours,
That has done worthy service.

Hel.
His name, I pray you.
Dia. The count Rousillon; Know you such a one?
Hel. But by the ear, that hears most nobly of
him:

His face I know not.

Dia.

Whatsoe'er he is,

He's bravely taken here. He stole from France,
As 'tis reported, for the king had married him
Against his liking: Think you it is so?

Hel. Ay, surely, mere the truth;' I know his lady.

Dia. There is a gentleman, that serves the count, Reports but coarsely of her.

Hel.

Dia. Mousieur Parolles.
Hel.

What's his name?

O, I believe with him,

In argument of praise, or to the worth

Of the great count himself, she is too mean
To have her name repeated; all her deserving
Is a reserved honesty, and that

I have not heard examin'd.s

Dia.

Alas, poor lady!

"Tis a hard bondage, to become the wife

Of a detesting lord.

Wid. A right good creature: wheresoe'er she is, Her heart weighs sadly this young maid might do her

A shrewd turn, if she pleas'd,

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because.

for the king, &c.] For, in the present instance, signifies

7. mere the truth ;] The exact, the entire truth. -examin'd.] That is, questioned, doubted.