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home, more advanc'd by the king, than by this
red-taild humble-bee I speak of. The Widow's House at Florenee.
Count. I would, I had not known him ! it was Enter Helena, Widow, and Diana. the death of the most virtuous gentlewoman, that Hel. That you may well perceive I have not ever nature had praise for creating; if she had par. wrong'd you,
taken of my flesh, and cost me the dearel groans of One of the greatest in the christian world a mother, I could not have owed her a more rooted Shall be my surety ; 'fore whose throne, 'tis need- love. Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel : [ful, Laf. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady : we Time was, I did him a desired office,
may pick a thousand fallads, ere we light on such Dear almost as his life ; which gratitude
another herb. Through finty Tartar's borom would peep forth, @lo. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marjoram And answer, thanks : duly am inform'd, of the fallet, or, rather, the herb of grace. His grace is at Marseilles; to which place
Laf. They are not fallet-herbs, you knave, they We liave convenient convoy. You must know, are nose-herbs. I am supposed dead: the army breaking,
Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir, I have My husband hics him home ; where, heaven aiding, not much skill in grass. And by the leave of my good lord the king, Laf. Whether dost thou profess thyself ; a We'll be, before our welcome.
knave, or a fool ? Wid. Gentle madam,
Clo. A fool, fir, at a woman's service, and a You never had a servant, to whose trust
knave at a man's. Your business was more welcome.
Laf. Your distinction ! Hel. Nor you, mistress,
Clo. I would cozen the man of his wife, and do Ever a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour his service. To recompence your love ; doule not, but heaven Laf. So you were a knave at his service, indeed. Hath brought me up to be your daughter's dower, Glo. And I would give his wife my bauble“, air, As it hath fated her to be my motive !
to do her service. And helper to a husband. But O ftrange men! Laf. I will subscribe for thee ; thou art both That can such sweet use make of what they hate, knave and fool. When saucy 2 trusting of the cozen'd thoughts Clo. At
your service. Defiles the pitchy night! so lust doth play
Laf. No, no, no. With what it loaths, for that which is away : Clo. Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve But more of this hereafter :-You, Diana, as great a prince as you are. Under my poor instructions yet must suffer Laf. Who's that ? a Frenchman? Something in my behalf.
Clo. Faith, sir, he has an English name ; but his Dia. Let death and honesty
phisnomy is more hotter in France, than there. Go with your impositions, I am yours
Laf. What prince is that? Upon your will to suffer.
Clo. The black prince, sir, alias, the prince of Hel. Yet, I pray yoll,
darkness; alias, the devil. But with the word 3, the times will bringon summer, Laf. Hold thee, there's my purse : I give thee When briars Thall have leaves as well as thorns, not this to suggest 7 thee from thy master thou talk'st. And be as sweet as tharp. We must away ; of ; serve him still. Our wagyon is prepar'd, and time revives 4 us : Clo. I am a woodland fellorv, sir, that always All's weil, that ends well: 1till the fine's the crown ; lov'd a great fire ; and the master I speak of, ever Whate'er tl.e course, the end isthe renown. [Exeunt. kceps a good fire. But, sure, he is the prince of the
world, let his nobility remain in his court. I am SCENE V.
for the house with the narrow gate, which I take Roufillon.
to be too little for pomp to enter : fome, that
humble themselves, may ; but the many will be Enter Coun: eji, Lafen, and Clown.
too chill and tender ; and they'll be for the flowery Laf. No, no, no, your fon was mis-led with a way, that leads to the broad gate, and the great fire. snipt-taffata fellow there; whose villainous faffrons Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of would have made all the unbak'd and Jonghy youth thee į and I tell thee so before, because I would of a nation in his colour : your daughter-in-law not fall out with thee. Go thy ways ; let my had been alive at this hour ; and your son here at lhorses be well look'd to, without any tricks.
6 Sir John
1 Motive for affiant. 2 Saury may here imply luxurious, and by consequence lascicious. 3 i. e. in an instant of time. 4 i. e. roufes us. 5 Herc fome particularities of fashionable dress are ridiculcd. Snipi-toffuta nceds no explanation, but villainous Paffion is more obscure. This alludes to a fantastick falhion, then much followed, of piling yellow ftarch for their bands and ruffs. Hawkins gives the following explanation of this passage : “ Part of the furniture of a fool was a bauble, which, though it be generally taken to fignify any thing of small value, has a precise and determina able neaning. It is, in short, a kind of troncheon with a bead carved on it, which the food and ciebily carried in his hand." ? i. c. Jedures
Clo. If I put my tricks upon 'em, fır, they shall Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him be jades' tricks; which are their own right by the ere I die. I have letters, that my fon will be law of nature.
[Exit. here to-night : I shall beseech your lordihip, to Laf. A Throwd knave, and an unhappy ". remain with me till they meet together.
Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, made Laf. Madam, I was thinking, with what manhimself much sport out of him : by his authority ners I might fafely be admitted. he remains here, which he thinks is a patent for his Count. You need but plead your honourable faucinels; and, indeed, he has no pace, but runs privilege. where he will.
Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold charter ; Laf. I like him well ; 'tis not amiss : and I but, i thank my God, it holds yet. was öbout to tell you, Since I heard of the good
Re-enter Clown. lady's death, and that my lord your son was upon Clo. O madam, yonder's my lord your fon with his return home, I mov'd the king my master, to a patch of velvet on's face ; whether there be a speak in the behalf of my daughter ; which, in scar under't, or no, the velvet knows; but 'tis a the minority of them both, his majesty, out of a goodly patch of velvet : his left check is a cheek self-gracious remembrance, did first propose : his of two pile and a half, but his right cheek is wom highness has promis'd me to do it : and, to stop up bare. the displeasure he hath conceiv'd aguinut your son, Count. A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a there is no ficter matter. How does your ladyfhip good livery of honour : fo, belike, is that. like it?
Clo. But it is your carbon do'd face. Comt. With very much content, my lord, and I Laf. Let us go see your 101, 1 pray you ; I long wish it happily effected.
to talk with the young noblc foldier. Laf. His highness comes poft from Marseilles, Clo. 'Faith, there's a dozen of 'em, with delicate. of as able a body as when he numbered thirty ; fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which bow he will be here to-morrow, or I am deceiv'd by the head, and nod at every man. laim this in such intelligence hath seldom fail’d.
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To come into his presence.
Gint. The king's not here. The Court of France at Marseilles. Hel. Not here, fir ? Eater Helena, Widow, and Diani, wisb two Gent. Not, indeed: Astondants.
He hence remov'd latt night, and with more haste RUT this exceeding posting, day and night,
Than is his uie.
Wid. Lord, how we lose our pains !
Hel. All's well shai end's well, yet ; help it ; But, since you have made the days and nights as one, 1 do beseech you, whither is he gone?
Though time seem so adverse, and means unfit. To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs, Be bold, you do so grow in my requital,
Geni. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon ;
Whither I am going.
Hel. I do beseech you, fir,
Since you are like to see the king before me, If he would spend his power.---God save you, fir.
Commend the paper to his gracious band; Gent. And you.
Which, I presume, shall render you no blame, Hel. Sir, I have seen you in the court of France. But rather make you thank your pains for it: Gint. I have been sometimes there.
I will come after you with what good speed
Our means will make us means. Hel. I do presume, sir, that you are not fallen
Gent. This I'll do for you. from the report that goes upon your goodneis ;
(thanku, And therefore, goaded with must tharp occasions,
Hel. And you fall find yourself to be well Włuch lay nice manners by, I put you to
What-e'er falls more.-We mult to borse again ; The use of your own virtues, for the which
Go, go, provide.
[Exeunt. I mall continue thankful.
S CE N E II. Geni. What's your will ?
Roupilion. Hel. That it will please you
Enter Clorun and Parollis. To give thus poor perition to the king ;
Par. Good Mr. Lavat·h, give my lord Lafeu And aid me with that itore of power you have, this letter: I have ere now, fir, been bett ir known
That is, unlucky. 2 Mr. Stecvens fays, that a gentle ofringer means a gentlemar falconer.
to you, when I have held familiarity with fresher you are a fool and a knave, you shall eat; go to, clothes ; but I am now, fir, miuddy'u in fortune's follow. moat, and smell somewhat Itrong of her strong Par. I praise God for you.
SC Clo. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but fluttish,
Ε Ν Ε III. if it smell so strongly as thou speak'it of: I will Flourijn. Enter King, Court.si, Lai lordi, .480 hencefurth eat no fich of fortune's buttering. Prz.
tendants, &c. thee, allow the wind'. Pır. Nay, you need not stop your nose, fır; Was nude nuah poorer by it: but your ton,
King. We lofta jewel of her; and our esteem spake but by a metaphor. Cla. Indeed, fir, if vour metaphor Itink, I will Her ettimation bomes.
is mad in dolly, lack'd the fenfe to know flop my nose; or againit any man's metaphor.
Cererit. 'Tis poft, my liege : Pr’ythee, get thee further.
And I beseech your majetty to make it Par. Pray you, fir, deliver me this paper.
Natural reiwilion, done i' the bladle of youth ; Co. Foh? pr’ythec, stand away; A paper from When oil and tire, too ftrong for reason's force, fortune's close-stool to give to a nobleman! Louk, C'erbcars it, and burns on. bere he comes himself.
King. My bonour'd lady,
I have forgiven and forgotten all:
Though my revenges were higlı bent upon him, Here is a pur of fortune's, sir, or of fortune's And watch'd the time to shoot. cat, (but not a musk-cat) that has fallen into the un Laf. This I must say, clean fishpond of her displeasure, and, as he says, But first I beg my pardon.—The young lord is muddy'd withal : Pray you, fır, use the carp as Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady, you may; for he looks like a poor, decay'd, in- Oirence of mighty note; but to himself genious, foolish, rascally knave. 2 I do pity his The greatest wrong of all: he lost a wife, distress in my smiles of comfort, and leave him to W'hote beauty did astonish the survey your lordship.
[Exit Clown. Of richest eyes; whose words all ears took captive; Par. My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath Whole sear perfection, hearts that icorn 'd to ferve, cruelly scratch'd.
Humbly called mistress. Laf. And what would you have me to do ? 'tis King. Praising what is loft, [hither ;too late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you Makes the remembrance dear. Well, call him play'd the Knave with fortune, that she should We are reconcil'd, and the first view shall kill fcrzech you, who of herself is a good lady, and All repetition :-Let him not ask our pardon; would not have knaves thrive long under her? The nature of his great offence is dead, There's a quart d'ecu for you: Let the juttice And deeper than oblivion we do buy make you and fortune friends; I am for other The incensing relicks of it: let him approach, business.
A stranger, no offender ; and inform him, Par. I beseech your honour, to hear me one single So 'tis our will he ihouki. word.
Geni. I thall, my liege.
[fproke? Laf. You beg a single penny more: come, you King. What says he to your daughter : hive you Thail ha't; lave your word.
L«f. All that he is hath reference to your highPar. My name, my good lord, is Parolles.
[ters sent me, Laf. You beg more than one word then 3. King. Then thall we have a match. I have letCox' my passion! give me your hand:--How does That let him high in fame.
Enter Bertram. Par. O my good lord, you were the first that Laf. He looks well on't. found me.
King. I am not a day of season, Laf. Was I, in sooth? and I was the first that For thou may'it fee a fun-fhine and a hail lost thee.
In me at once : But to the brightest beams Par. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in some Distracted clouds give way; fo 1tand thou forth, grace, for did bring me out.
The time is fair again. Laf. Out upon thee, knave! doft thou put upon Dr. My high-repented blames, me at once both the office of God and the devil: Der fovereign, pardon to me. one brings thee in grace, and the other brings thee King. All is whole; out. [So:ind trumpets.] The king's coming, 1 Not one word more of the consumed time. know by his trumpets.-Sirabi, inquire further Lei's take the instant by the forward top; after mc; I had talk of you latt night : though. For we are old, and oil our quick'it decreas
your drum ?
1 That is, ftand to the wind ward of mc. 2 The meaning is, I tefisy my pity for his distress, by encouraging him with a grecious smile. 3 A quibble is intended on the word l'aroiles, which in French is plural, and ligniities ülidi. 4 I fleem here means reckoning or eflimute. Si. e. com leseli, in its full extent. 01. , in the spring of curly life, when the man is yet reer. (:landheluit but ill with blude, and therefore Dr. Warburton roads, bluze of jouit.
The inaudible and noiseless foot of time
As she had made the overture, the ceas d, S: sals, ere we can effet them: You re:nember In heavy fatisfaction, and would never Tie daughter of this lord ?
Receive the ring again. Ber. Admičngly, my lege: At first
King. Plutus himself, I fuck my choice upon her, ere my heart That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine, Dirt make too bold a herald of my tongue : Hath not in nature's mystery more fcience, Where the impresion of mine eye enfixing, Than I have in this ring : 'twas mine, 'twas Helen's, Contempt his fcornful perspective did lend me, Whoever gave it you: Then, if you know Which warp'd the line of every other favour; That you are well acquained w th yourself, Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it itul'n ; Confefs 'tu'as hers, and by what rough enforcement Extended or contrasted all proportions,
You got it from her : The callid the faints to furety, To a most hideous object: Thence it came, That she would never put it from her finger, That the, whom all men prais d, and whom myself, Unleis she gave it to yourself in bed, Since I have lott, have lovil, was in mine eye (Where you have never come) or sent it us The duit that did offend it.
Upon her great disaster. kini. Well excus'u :
Ber. She never faw it.
[honour ; That thou dust love her, strikes some scores away, Aing. Thou speak'it it falsely, as I love mine From the great compt : But love, that comes too And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me, Like a remorseful pardon Nowly carried, [lite, Which I would fain thut out : If it should prove To the great sender turns a four offence,
That thou art so inhuman,--'twill not prove fo; Crying, That's good that's gone ; our raih faults And yet I know not :--- thou didnt hate her deadly, Make trivial price of serious things we have, And she is dead; which nothing, but to close Not kiowing them, until we know their grave : Hier eyes myself, could win me to believe, Oft our displeasures, to ourselves i njust,
More than to see this ring.--Take him away Deitroy our friends, and after weep their dust:
[Guards | iz: Birtranie Our own love waking cries to see what's done, My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall, While shameful huite fleeps out the afternoon. Still tax ny fear of little vanity, Be this in eet Helen's knell, and now forget her. Having sainly fear'dtoo little.--Away with him ;Send forth your amorous tuken for fair Maudlin : We'll sitt this matter further. Tire main contents are nad ; and here we'll stay Ber. If you ih ali prove To see our widower's second marriage-clay. [bless! This ring was ever h2rs, you shall as easy
Couri. Which betier than the firit, () (lear heaven Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence, O:, ere they meet, in me, O nature, ceale! Where yet ihe never was. [E xiButiam guardid. Tuf. Come on, my son, in whom my house's
Enter a G nelm.ax. Muit be digerted, give a favour from you, [nam
Xing. I am wrappil in diimal thinkings. To sparkle in the fpirits of my daughter,
6:26. Gracious fovercion, That the may quickly come..By my old beard,
Whether I have been to blame, or no, I know not; And every hair that's on't, Helen, that's dead,
Here's a petition from a Florentine, Was a sweet creature ; luch a ring as this, Wholth, for four or five removes", come short The last that e'er the touk her leave at court,
To tender it hertell. I und took it, I saw upon her finger.
Vanquiin d tereto by the air gice and speech Bir. Her', it was not.
[eye, of the poor fuppliani, who by this, I kaci, King. Now, pray youu, let me see it ; for mine is here attending : her burnets looks in her While I was speaking, oft wiis fatten’dto't.
With an importing viluge ; and the told me,
Your highness with herself.
The King reads.
-Upon his many protestations to marry Ber. My gracious fovereign,
me, when iis wife Way did, I blush to say it, Howe'er it pleases you to take it so,
« he won me. Now is the count Rousillon a The ring was never her's.
“ widosser ; his joves are forfeited to me, and my Count. So!), on my life,
" honour's paid to him. He 1tole from Florence, I have seen her wear it ; and the reckon 'it
“ taking no l'ave, and I tollovo him to his country At her life's rate.
“ for just ce : Grant it me, ( king ; in you it best Lof. I am sure, I fiw her wear it.
« lies; otherwise a seducer Hourithes, and a poor Bc. You are deceiv'd, my lord, The never saw it:
“ maid is undone. In Florence was it from a casement thrown me,
“ DIANA CAPULET." Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain’d the name Lif. I will buy me a fun-in-law in a fair, and Of her that threw it: noble she was, and thought tol! for this. l'il none of him.
[Lafou, I stood engig'd: but when I had subscribd King. The heavens have thought well on thee, To mine own fortune, and inform’d her fully, To bring forth this discovei v.--sela thief: fuitors : I could not answer in the course of honour Go, speedily, and bring again tue cumit.
1 Removes are journies or pul-Anges.
Enter Bertram, guard.d.
Laf. Ifaw the man to-day, if man he bed I am afeard, the life of Helen, lady's
King. Find him, and bring him hither.
Ber. What of him ? Was foully snatch'd.
He's quoted 3 for a most perfidious flave, Count. Now, juftice on the doers ! King. I wonder, fir, since wives are monsters to Whore nature fickens buts to speak a truth :
[you: With all the spots o'the world tax'd and debosh'd 4 4 And thut you fly them as you swear them lordship, Am I or that, or this, for what he'll utter, Yet you desire to marry.“What woman's that ?
That will speak any thing ?
King. She hath that ring of yours.
And boarded her i' the wanton way of youth: My suit, as I do understand, you know,
She knew lier distance, and did angle for meg And therefore know how far I may be pitied.
Madding my eagerness with her rettraint, Wid. I am her mother, fir,whose age and honour, As all impediments in fancy's courie, Both suffer under this complaint we bring,
Are motives of more fancy ; and, in fine, And both fall cease ', without your remedy.
Her insuit coming with her modern grace; King. Come hither, count: Do you know these Subdu'd me to her rate : 'The got the ring; women?
And I had that, which any inferior might
Dia. I must be patient ;
a ay juftly diet mè. I pray you yet, Dia. If you shall marry,
(u.nce you lack virtue, I will lose a husband)
King. What ring was yours, I pray you ?
Dia. Sir, much like Either both, or none.
The same upon your finger.
flare. Laf. Your reputation comes too Mort for my King. Know you this ring? this ring was liis of daugliter,
To you are no husband for her. (To Bertram. Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed. Ber. My lord, this is a fund and desperate creature, King. The story then goes false, you threw it him Whom sometime I have laughed with : let your Out of a casement. lighness
Dia. I have spoke the truth. Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour,
Enter Paroles. Than for to think that I would fink it here.
Ber. My lord, I do confess, the ring was hers. King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to King. You boggle threwdly, every feather starts friend, (nour, Is this the man you speak of ?
(you. Till your deeds gain them : Fairer prove your ho
Dia. It is, my lord. Than in my thought it lies !
King. Tell me, sirrah, but tell me true, I charge Dir. Good my lord,
Not fearing the displeasure of your master, (you, Alk him upon his oath, if he does think
(Which, on your juft proceeding, I'll keep ott) He had not my virginity.
By him, and by this woman here, what know you? King. What say'lt thou to her ?
Par. So please your majesty, my master hath Ber. She's impudent, my lord ;
been an honourable gentleman ; tricks he hath had And was a common gamefter to the camp. in him, which gentlemen have.
Dia. He does me wrong, my lord ; if I were so, King. Come, come, to the purpose ; Did he love He might have bought me at a common price:
this woman? Do not believe him : 0, bchold this ring,
Par. 'Faith, sir, he did love her : But how? Whose high respect, and rich validity ?,
King. How, I pray you ? Did lack a parallel ; yet, for all that,
Par. He did love her, sir, as a gentleman loves gave it to a commoner o' the camp, If I be one.
King. How is that Count. He blushes, and 'tis it :
Par. He lov'd her, fır, and lov'd her not, Of fix preceding ancestors, that gem
King. As thou art a knave, and no knave :Conferr'd by testament to the sequent issue, What an equivocal companion is this? Hath it becn ow'd, and worn. This is his wife; Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's That ring's a thousand proofs.
command. King. Methought you said,
laf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty You saw one here in court could witness it. orator.
Dia. I did, my lord, but loth am to produce Dia. Do you know, he promis'd me marriage ? Su bad an instrument ; his name's Parolles.
Par, 'Faith, I know more than I'll speak.
I That is, decease, die. 2 i.e. vulue. p. 13 Si. c. vnly to speak a truth.
3 Q:0:ed has the farne sense as noted.
4 See note 3,