King. No. O, will you eat No grapes, my royal fox? yes, but you will, Could reach them: I have seen a medicine", Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary 7, With spritely fire and motion; whose simple touch To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand, King. What her is this? Laf. Why, doctor she: My lord, there's one arriv'd, If you will see her, now, by my faith and honour, If seriously I may convey my thoughts In this my light deliverance, I have spoke With one, that, in her sex, her years, profession, Wisdom, and constancy, hath amaz'd me more Than I dare blame my weakness: Will you see her (For that is her demand,) and know her business? That done, laugh well at me. King. Now, good Lafeu, Bring in the admiration; that we with thee May spend our wonder too, or take off thine, By wond'ring how thou took'st it. Laf. And not be all day neither. Nay, I'll fit you, [Exit LAFEU. King. Thus he his special nothing ever prologues. Re-enter LAFEU, with HELENA. Laf. Nay, come your ways. King. This haste hath wings indeed. Laf. Nay, come your ways; This is his majesty, say your mind to him: 6 A female physician. 7 A kind of dance. His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle, That dare leave two together; fare you well. [Exit. King. Now, fair one, does your business follow us? Hel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon was My father; in what he did profess, well found. King. I knew him. Hel. The rather will I spare my praises towards him; Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death Safer than mine own two, more dear; I have so: King. We thank you, maiden; But not be so credulous of cure, So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope, Our great self and our credit, to esteem A senseless help, when help past sense we deem. 8 * I am like Pandarus. 9 Well informed. A third eye. King. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd grate. Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I give, Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, Oft does them by the weakest minister: From simple sources; and great seas have dried, Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid: But know I think, and think I know most sure, King. Art thou so confident? Within what space Hop'st thou my cure? Hel. The greatest grace lending grace, Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring; Ere twice in murk and occidental damp 2 Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp; Hel. King. Methinks, in thee some blessed spirit doth speak; His powerful sound, within an organ weak: In common sense, sense saves another way. And well deserv'd: Not helping, death's my fee; King. Make thy demand.. Hel. But will you make it even? King. Ay, by my sceptre, and my hopes of heaven. Hel. Then shalt thou give me, with thy kingly hand, What husband in thy power I will command: 2 The evening star. Exempted be from me the arrogance To choose from forth the royal blood of France; King. Here is my hand; the premises observ❜d, Thy will by my performance shall be serv'd; So make the choice of thy own time; for I, Thy resolv'd patient, on thee still rely. More should I question thee, and more I must; Though, more to know, could not be more to trust; From whence thou cam'st, how 'tended on, But rest Unquestion'd welcome, and undoubted blest. SCENE II. Rousillon. A Room in the Countess's Palace. Enter Countess and Clown. Count. Come on, sir; I shall now put you to the height of your breeding. Clo. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly taught: I know my business is but to the court. Count. To the court! why, what place make you special, when you put off that with such contempt? But to the court. Clo. Truly, madam, if nature have lent a man any manners, he may easily put it off at court: he that cannot make a leg, put off's cap, kiss his hand, and say nothing, has neither leg, hands, lip, nor cap; and, indeed, such a fellow, to say precisely, |