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King.

No.
Laf.

0, will you eat
No grapes, my royal fox? yes, but you will,
My noble grapes, an if my royal fox
Could reach them: I have seen a medicine",
That's able to breathe life into a stone;
Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary?,
With spritely fire and motion ; whose simple touch
Is powerful to araise king Pepin, nay,
To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand,
And write to her a love-line.
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.

Nay, I'll fit you,
And not be all day neither. [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:
A traitor you do look like; but such traitors

6 A female physician.

7 A kind of dance.

us?

him;

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

Hel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon was My father; in what he did profess, well found.o

King. I knew him.

Hel. The rather will I spare my praises towards Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one, Which, as the dearest issue of his practice, And of his old experience the only darling, He bad me store up, as a triple eye', Safer than mine own two, more dear; I have so: And, hearing your high majesty is touch'd With that malignant cause wherein the honour Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power, I come to tender it, and my appliance, With all bound humbleness. King.

maiden; But may not be so credulous of cure, When our most learned doctors leave and The congregated college have concluded That labouring art can never ransom nature From her inaidable estate, — I say we must not So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope, To prostitute our past-cure malady To empiricks; or to dissever so Our

great self and our credit, to esteem A senseless help, when help past sense we deem.'

Hel. My duty then shall pay me for my pains : I will no more enforce mine office on you; Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts A modest one, to bear me back again.

We thank you,

us;

8 I am like Pandarus.

9 Well informed.

1 A third eye.

ful:

King. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd grate-
Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I give,
As one near death to those that wish him live :
But, what at full I know, thou know'st no part;
I knowing all my peril, thou no art.

Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try,
Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy:
He that of greatest works is finisher,
Oft does them by the weakest minister:
So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown,
When judges have been babes. Great floods have

flown
From simple sources; and great seas have dried,
When miracles have by the greatest been denied.
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Where most it promises ; and oft it hits,
Where hope is coldest, and despair most sits.
King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind

maid ;
Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid :
Proffers, not took, reap thanks for their reward.

Hel. Inspired merit so by breath is barrid:
It is not so with him that all things knows,
As 'tis with us that square our guess by shows:
But most it is presumption in us, when
The help of heaven we count the act of men.
Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent;
Of heaven, not me, make an experiment.
I am not an impostor, that proclaim
Myself against the level of mine aim;
But know I think, and think I know most sure,
My art is not past power, nor you past cure.

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;

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Efe twice in murk and occidental damp
Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp;
Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass
Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass ;'
What is infirm from the sound part shall fly,
Health shall live free, and sickness freely die.

King. Upon thy certainty and confidence,
What dar'st thou venture ?
Hel.

Tax of impudence, -
And of rash boldness, a divulged shame,
Traduc'd by odious ballads ; my

maiden's name Sear'd otherwise; no worse of worst extended, With vilest torture let

my

life be ended. King. Methinks, in thee some blessed spirit doth

speak;
His powerful sound, within an organ weak:
And what impossibility would slay
In common sense, sense saves another

way.
Thy life is dear ; for all, that life can rate
Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate;
Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all
That happiness and prime can happy call :
Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate
Skill infinite, or monstrous desperate.
Sweet practiser, thy physick I will try;
That ministers thine own death, if I die.

Hel. If I break time, or flinch in property
Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die;
And well deserv'd: Not helping, death's my fee;
But, if I help, what do you promise me?

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;
My low and humble name to propagate
With

any branch or image of thy state : But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.

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 1,
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. —
Give me some help here, ho !- If thou proceed
As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed.

[Flourish. Ereunt.

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,

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