ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS

WELL.

VOL. II.

DRAMATIS PERSONE

KING OF FRANCE.

DUKE OF FLORENCE.

BERTRAM, Count of Rousillon.

LAFEU, an old Lord.

PAROLLES, a follower of BERTRAM.

Several young French Lords, who serve with BERTRAM in the

Florentine war.

RINALDO, Steward to the COUNTESS OF ROUSILLON.

LAVATCH, a Clown in her household.

A Page, also in her household.

COUNTESS OF ROUSILLON, Mother to BERTRAM.

HELENA, a Gentlewoman protected by the COUNTESS.
A Widow of Florence.

DIANA, Daughter to the Widow.

VIOLENTA, Neighbours and Friends to the Widow,
MARIANA,

Lords, Officers, Soldiers, &c., French and Florentine.

SCENE,-Partly in FRANCE and partly in TUSCANY.

ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL.

ACT I.

SCENE I. ROUSILLON. A Room in the COUNTESS's Mansion. Enter BERTRAM, the COUNTESS OF ROUSILLON, HELENA, ana LAFEU, all in black.

Count. In delivering my son from me, I bury a second husband. Ber. And I, in going, Madam, weep o'er my father's death anew: but I must attend his majesty's command, to whom I am now in ward, evermore in subjection.

Laf. You shall find of the king a husband, Madam ;—you, Sir, a father: he that so generally is at all times good, must of necessity hold his virtue to you; whose worthiness would stir it up where it wanted, rather than lack it where there is such abundance.

Count. What hope is there of his majesty's amendment?

Laf. He hath abandoned his physicians, Madam; under whose practices he hath persecuted time with hope; and finds no other advantage in the process but only the losing of hope by time.

Count. This young gentlewoman had a father,—O, that "had!” how sad a passage 'tis !-whose skill was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so far, would have made nature immortal, and death should have play for lack of work. Would, for the king's sake, he were living! I think it would be the death of the king's

disease.

Laf. How called you the man you speak of, Madam?

Count. He was famous, Sir, in his profession, and it was his great right to be so,-Gerard de Narbon.

Laf. He was excellent, indeed, Madam: the king very lately spoke of him admiringly and mourningly: he was skilful enough to have lived still, if knowledge could be set up against mortality.

Ber. What is it, my good lord, the king languishes of?
Laf A fistula, my lord.