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wer the time of request. Virginity, like an vice shall thrust upon thee; else thou diest in old courtier, wears her cap out of fashion; thine unthankfulness, and thine ignorance cichly suited, but unsuitable: just like the makes thee away: farewell. When thou hast prooch and tooth-pick, which wear not now: leisure, say thy prayers; when thou hast none, Your date * is better in your pie and your remember thy friends: get thee a good husporridge, than in your cheek: And your vir- band, and use him as he uses thee: so fare. ginity, your old virginity, is like one of our well.
(Exit. french withered pears; it looks ill, it eats Hel. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Gryly; marry, 'tis a withered pear; it was Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky Formerly better; marry, yet, 'tis a withered Gives us free scope; only, doth backward Pear : Will you any thing with it?
(dull. Hel. Not my virginity yet.
Our slow designs, when we ourselves are There shall your master have a thousand What power is it, wbich mounts my love so loves,
[eye? A mother, and a mistress, and a friend, Th makes me see, and cannot feed mine A phenix, captain, and an enemy,
The mightiest space in fortune nature brings A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign,
To join like likes, and kiss like native things g. A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear;
Impossible be strange attempts, to those His humble ambition, proud humility, That weigh their pains in sense; and dosappose, His jarring concord, and his discord dulcet, What hath been cannot be : Who ever strove His faith, his sweet disaster; with a world To show her merit, that did miss her love? Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms, The king's disease--my project may deceive me, That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall he-But my intents are fix'd, and will not leave I know not what he shall :-God send him
SCENE II. Paris. A Room in the King's The court's a learning-place;-and he is one
Flourish of cornets. Enter the King of Par. What's pity?
France, with letters; Lords and others Hel. That wishing well had not a body
(born, King. The Florentives and Senoys || are by. Which might be felt: that we, the poorer
the ears; Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes, Have fought with equal fortune, and continue Might with effects of them follow our friends, A braving war. And show what we alone must think t; which 1 Lord. So 'tis reported, sir. (ceive it Returns us thanks.
[never King. Nay,'tis most credible; we bere reEnter a Page.
A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austria, Page. Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls With caution, that the Florentine will move us
(Exit Page. For speedy aid ; wherein our dearest friend Par. Little Helen, farewell: if I can re. Prejudicates the business, and would seem member thee, I will think of thee at court. To have us make denial. Hel. Monsieur Parolles, you were born
His love and wisdom, under a charitable star.
Approved so to your majesty, may plead Par. Under Mars, I.
For amplest credence. Hel. I especially think, under Mars.
He hath arm'd our answer, Par. Why under Mars?
And Florence is denied before he comes : Hel. The wars have so kept you under, Yet, for our gentlemen, that mean to see that you must needs be born under Mars. The Tuscan service, freely have they leave Pár. When he was predominant.
To stand on either part. Hel. When he was retrograde, I think, ra. 2 Lord.
It may well servo ther.
A nursery to our gentry, who are sick Par. Why think you so?
For breathing and
exploit. Hel. You'go so much backward, when you King:
What's he comes here? fight.
Enter BBRTRAM, LAFru, and PAROLLES. Par. That's for advantage.
1 Lord. It is the count Rousillon, my good Hel. So is running away, when fear propo. Young Bertram.
(lord, ses the safety: But the composition, that your King. Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face; valour and fear makes in you, is a virtue of a Frank nature, rather curious than in haste, good wing, and I like the wear well.
Hath well composed thee. Thy father's moral Par. I am so full of businesses, I cannot an- parts swer thee acutely: I will return perfect cour. May'st thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris. tier; in the which, my instruction shall serve Ber. My thanks and duty are your majesty's. to naturalize thee, so thou wilt be capable of King. I would I had that corporal sounda courtier's counsel, and understand what ad.
ness now, * A quibble on date, which means age, and candied fruit. ti. e., And show by realities what we now must only think. I i. e., Thou wilt comprehend it. Things formed by nature for each other, || The citizens of the small republic of which Sienna is the capital.
As when thy father, and myself, in friendship Count. I will now hear: what say you, of
Stew. Madam, the care I have had to even
But, if I may have your ladyship’s good-will In their poor praise he humbled: Such a man to go to the world!, Isbel the woman and I Might be a copy to these younger times;
will do as we may. Which, follow'd well, would démonstrate Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar? But goers backward.
[them now Clo. I do beg your good will in this case. Ber. His good remembrance, sir, Count. In what case ? Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb; Clo. In Isbel's case, and mine own. Ser. So in approof I lives not his epitaph, vice is no heritage: and, I think, I shall never As in your royal speech. (always say, have the blessing of God, till I have issue of
King. 'Would, I were with him! He would my body; for, they say, bearns ** are bless(Methinks, I hear him now; his plausive words ings. He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them, Count. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt To grow there and to bear,(-Let me not marry. Thus his good melancholy oft began, (live, Clo. My poor body, madam, requires it: I On the catastrophe and heel of pastime, am driven on by the flesh; and he must needs When it was out;-let me not live, quoth he, go, that the devil drives. After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuft Count. Is this all your worship's reason ? of younger spirits, whose apprehensive Clo, Faith, madam, I have other holy reasenses
(ments are sons, such as they are. All but new things disdain ; whose judg- Count. May the world know them? Mere futhers of their garments ; whose Clo. I have been, madam, a wicked creaconstancies
(wish'd : tore, as you and all flesh and blood are; and, Expire before their fashions :- This he indeed, I do marry, that I may repent. 1, after him, do after him wish too,
Count. Thy marriage, sooner than thy wickSince I nor wax, nor honey can bring home, edness. I quickly were dissolved from my hive, Clo. I am out of friends, madam; and I To give some labourers room.
hope to have friends for my wife's sake. 2 Lord. You are loved, sir;
Count.Such friends are thide enemies,knave. They, that least lend it you, shall lack you Clo. You are shallow, madam; e'en great first.
(is't, count, friends ; for the knaves come to do that for King. I fill a place, I know't.--- How long me, which I am a-weary of. He, that ears tt Since the physician at your father's died ? my land, spares my team, and gives me leave He was much fam'd.
to in the crop : if I be his cuckold, he's my Ber. Some six months since, my lord. drudge: He, that comforts my wife, is the
King. If he were living, I would try him yet; cherisher of my flesh and blood; he, that Lend me an arm ;-the rest bave worn me vut cherishes my flesh and blood, loves my flesh With several applications:-12lure and sickuess and blood; be, tha: loves my flesh and blood, Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count; is my friend : ergo ti, he that kisses my wife, My son's no dearer.
is my friend. If men could be contented to Ber.
Thank your majesty. be what they are, there were no fear in mar. [Exeunt. Flourish. riage; for young Charbon' the puritan, and old
Poysam the papist, howsoe'er their hearts are SCENE III. Rousillon: A Room in the severed in religion, their heads are both one, Countess's Palace.
they may joll horns together, like any deer Enter Countess, Steward, and Clown. i' the herd. • To repair here signifies to renovate. † His is put for its. * Approbation.
Ø Who have no other use of their faculties than to invent new modes of dress. iro act ap to your desires. To be married. ## Children. + Ploughs.
Count. Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouthed first assault, or ransome afterward: This sbe and calumnious knave ?
delivered in the most bitter touch of sorrow, Clo. A prophet I, madam; and I speak the that e'er I heard virgin exclaim in : which I truth the next way*:
held my duty, speedily to acquaint you withal; For I the ballad will repeat,
sithencef, in the loss that may happen, it con-
keep it to yourself: many likelihoods informed Count. Get you gone, sir; I'll talk with you me of this before, which hung so tottering in more anon.
the balance, that I could neither believe, nor Stew. May it please you, madam, that he bid misdoubt: Pray you, leave me : stall this in Helen come to you; of her I am to speak. your bosom, and I thank you for your honest
Count. Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman, 1 care: I will speak with you furtber anon. would speak with her; Helen I mean.
(Exit Steward. Clo. Was this fuir face the cause, quoth
Enter HELENA. she,
[Singing. Count. Even so it was with me, when I Why the Grecians sacked Troy? was young:
(thorn Fond donet, done fond,
If we are nature's, these are ours; this Was this king Priam's joy. Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong ; With that she sighed as she stood, Our blood to us, this to our blood is born; With that she sighed as she stood, It is the show and seal of nature's truth,
And gave this sentence then; Where love's strong passion is impress'd in Among nine bad if one be good, By our remembrances of days foregone, (youth: Among nine bad if one be good, Such were our faults;-or then we thought There's yet one good in ten.
them none. Count. What, one good in ten? you cor. Her eye is sick on't; I observe her now. rapt the song, sirrah.
Hei. What is your pleasure, madam? Clo. One good woman in ten, madam; Count.
You know, Helen, which is a purifying o'the song: 'Would God I am a mother to you. would serve the world so all the year! we'd Hel. Mine honourable mistress. find no fault with the tithe-woman, if I were
Nay, a mother; the parson : One in ten, quoth a'l an we Why not a mother? When I said, a mother, might have a good woman born but every Methought you saw a serpent: What's in mother, blazing star, or at an earthquake, 'twoald That you start at it? I say, I am your mother; mend the lottery well; a man may draw his And put you in the catalogue of those heart out, ere he pluck one.
That were enwombed mine: 'Tis often seen, Count. You'll be gone, sir knave, and do Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds as I command you?
A native slip to us from foreign seeds : Clo. That man should be at woman's com- You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan, mand, and yet no hurt done !-Though honesty Yet I express to you a mother's care : be no paritan, yet it will do no hurt; it will God's mercy, maiden! does it curd thy blood, wear the surplice of humility over the black To say, I am thy mother? What's the matter, gown of a big heart.- I am going, forsooth: That this distemper'd messenger of wet, the business is for Helen to come hither. The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eye?
Count. Well, now. [Exit Clown. Why?e that you are my daughter ?
That I am not. tlewoman entirely.
Count. I say, I am your mother. Count. Faith, I do: her father bequeathed Hel.
Pardon, madam; her to me; and she herself, without other ad- The count Rousillon cannot be my brother : vantage, may lawfully make title to as much I am from humble, he from honour'd, name; love as she finds: there is more owing her, No note upon my parents, his all noble: than is paid ; and more shall be paid her, than My master, my dear lord he is; and I she'll demand.
His servant live, and will his vassal die : Stew. Madam, I was very late more near He must not be my brother. her than, I think, she wished me : alone she Count.
Nor I your mother! was, and did cominuuicate to herself, her own Hel. You are my mother, madam; 'Would words to her own ears; she thought, I dare you were
(ther) vow for her, they touched not any stranger (So that my lord, your son, were not my brosense. Her matter was, she loved your son: Indeed, my mother !-or were you both our Fortune, she said, was no goddess, that had mothers, put such difference betwixt their two estates ; I care no more fors, than I do for heaven, Love, no god, that would not extend his might, so I were not his sister: Can't no other, only where qualities were level; Diana, no Bat, I your daughter, he must be my brother! queen of virgins, that would suffer her poor Count. Yes, Helen, you might be my daughknight to be surprised, without rescue,
in the ter-in-law; • The nearest way. ;
† Foolishly done. Since. ģ i. e., I care as much for: 1
wish it equally.
God shield, you mean it noti daughter, and Was both herself and lovell; O then, give pity mother,
To her, whose state is such, that cannot choose So strive upon your pulse: What, pale again? But lend and give, where she is sure to lose ; My fear hath catch'd your fondness : Now I see That seeks not to find that her search implies, The mystery of your loneliness, and find But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies. Your salt tears' headt. Now to all sense 'tis gross, Count. Had you not lately an intent, speak You love my son; invention is ashani'd, To go to Paris ?
(truly, Against the proclamation of thy passion, Hel.
Madam, I had. To say, thou dost not: therefore tell me true; Count.
Wherefore ? tell true.
To cure the desperate languishes, whereof
This was your motive
[of this; Count. Love you my son?
Hel. My lord your son made me to think Hel. Do not you love him, madam ? Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king, Count. Go not about; my love bath in't a Had, from the conversation of my thoughts, bond,
(disclose Haply, been absent then. Whereof the world takes note : come, come, Count.
But think you, Helen, The state of your affection ; for your passions If you should tender your supposed aid, Have to the full appeach'd.
He would receive it? He and his physicians Hel.
.* Then, I conless, Are of a mind; he, that they cannot help him, Here on my knee, before high heaven and you, They, t they cannot help: How shall they creThat before you, and next unto high heaven, A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, (dit I love your son :
(love: Embowell'd of their doctrine**, have left off My friends were poor, but honest; so's my The danger to itself? Be not offended; for it hurts not him,
Hel. There's something hints, That he is lov'd of me I follow him not More than my father's skill, which was the greatBy any token of presumptuous suit; Of his profession, that his good receipt (est Nor would I have him, till I do deserve him; Shall, for my legacy, be sanctified honour Yet never know how that desert should be. By the luckiest stars in heaven: and,wonld your I know I love in vain, strive against hope ; But give me leave to try success, I'd venture Yet, in this captious and intenible sieve, The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure, I still pour in the waters of my love, By such a day, and hour. And lack not to lose still: thus, Indian-like, Count.
Dost thou believe't? Religious in mine error, I adore
Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly. [and love, The sun, that looks upon his worshipper, 3 Count. Why,Heler, thou shalt have my leave, But knows of him no more. My dearest madam, Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings Let not your hate encounter with my love, To those of mine in court ; I'll stay at home, For loving where you do: bnt, if yourself, And pray God's blessing into thy attempt : Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth , Be gone to-morrow; and be sure of this, Did ever, in so true a flame of liking, What I can help thee to, thou shalt not miss. Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian
ACT II. SCENE I. Paris. A Room in the King's | Do not throw from you:—and you, any lord, Palace. farewell :
(all, Flourish. Enter King, with young Lords Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain taking leave for the Florentine war; And is enough for both.
The gift doth stretch itself as 'lis received, BERTRAM, PAROLLES, and Attendants.
It is our hope, sir, King. Farewell, young lord, these warlike After well-enter'd soldiers, to return principles
And find your grace in health. • Contend. + The source, the cause of your grief. According to their nature. g i. e., Whose respectable conduct in age proves that you were no less virtuous when young. lli. l., Venus.
Receipts in which greater virtues were enclosed than appeared. ** Exhausted of their skill.
King. No, no, it cannot be; and yet my expressive to them; for they wear themselves beart
in the cap of the time, there, do muster true Will not confess he owes the malady
gait**, eat, speak, and move under the influ. That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young ence of the most received star; and though lords:
the devil lead the measure tt, such are to be Whether I live or die, be you the sons followed: after them, and take a more dilated Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher Italy farewell. (Those 'bated, that inherit but the fall
Ber. And I will do so. Of the last monarchy *,) see, that you come Par. Worthy fellows; and like to prove Not to woo honour, but to wed it: when most sinewy sword-men. The bravest questant † sbrinks, find what you (Exeunt BERTRAM and PAROLLES. seek,
Enter LAFEU. That fame may cry you loud : I say, farewell. Laf. Pardon, my lord, (Kneeling.) for me 2 Lord. Health, at your bidding, serve and for my tidings. your majesty!
[them; King. I'll fee thee to stand up. King. Those girls of Italy, take heed of Laf.
Then here's a man They say, our French lack language to deny, Stands, that has brought his pardon. I would, If they demand: beware of being captives,
you Before you serve i.
Had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy; and Both. Our hearts receive your warnings. That, at my bidding,
you could so stand up. King. Farewell. Come hither to me. King. I would I had; so I had broke thy [The King retires to a couch.
pate, 1 Lord. O my sweet lord, that you will And ask'd thee mercy for't. stay behind us !
Goodfaith, across #: Par. 'Tis not his fault; the spark
But, my good lord, 'tis thus; Will you be 2 Lord. 0, 'tis brave wars! Of your infirmity ?
(cared Par. Most admirable: I have seen those King.
0, will you eat Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a No grapes, my royal fox? yes, but you will, coils with;
(early. My noble gtapes, an if my royal fox Too young, and the next year, and 'tis too Could reach them: I have seen a medicine se, Par. An thy mind stand to it, boy, steal That's able to breathe life into a stone; away bravely. (smock, Quicken a rock, and make you dance canarylll
, Ber. I shall stay here the forehorse to a With spritely fire and motion ; whose simple Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry,
touch Till honour' be bought up, and no sword Is powerful to araise king Pepin, nay, worn,
(steal away. To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand, But one to dance with ||! By heaven, I'n And write to her a love-line. 1 Lord. There's honour in the theft.
What her is this? Par.
Commit it, count. Laf. Why, doctor she: My lord, there's 2 Lord. I am your accessary; and so fare- one arrived, well.
If you will see her,-now, by my faith and Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a honour, tortured body.
If seriously I may convey my thoughts 1 Lord. Farewell, captain.
In this my light deliverance, I have spoke 2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles !
With one, that, in her sex, her years, pro Par. Noble heroes, my sword and yours fession 11, are kin. Good sparks and lustrous, a word, Wisdom, and constancy, hath amazed me more good metals :-You shall find in the regiment Than I dare blame my weakness: Will you of the Spinii, one captain Spurio, with his see her cicatrice, an emblem of war, here on his si-|(For that is her demand,) and know her bu. nister cheek; it was this very sword en- siness? trenched it : say to him, I live; and observe That done, laugh well at me. bis reports for me.
Now, good Lafen, 2 Lord. We shall, noble captain.
Bring in the admiration ; that we with thee Par. Mars dote on you for his novices ! May spend our wonder too, or take off thine, [Ereunt Lords.] What will you do?
By wond'ring how thou took'st it. Ber. Stay; the king— (Seeing him rise.
Nay, I'll tit you, Par. Use a more spacious ceremony to the And not be all day neither. [Erit LAFEU. noble lords; you have restrained yourself King. Thus he his special nothing ever prowithin the list of too cold an adieu : be more logues.
* i. e., Those excepted who possess modern Italy, the remains of the Roman Empire. + Seeker, inquirer. Be not captives before you are soldiers. With a noise, bustle. # In Shakspeare's time it was usual for gentlemen to dance with swords on. 4 They are the foremost in the fashion. ** Lave the true military step.
# Un. skilfully; a phrase taken from the exercise at a quintaine. $3 A female physician. D A kind of dance. 11 By profession is meant her declaration of the object of her coming.
tt The dance.