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Par. Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it.

'Tis hard ;
A young man, married, is a man that's marr’d:
Therefore away, and leave her þravely; go:
The king has done you wrong; but, hush! 'tis so.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IV.

Another Room in the same.

Enter HELENA and Clown.
Hel. My mother greets me kindly: Is she well?

Clo. She is not well; but yet she has her health:
she's
very merry ;

but yet she is not well: but thanks be given, she's very well, and wants nothing i'the world; but yet she is not well.

Hel. If she be very well, what does she ail, that · she's not very well ?

Clo. Truly, she's very well, indeed.

Enter PAROLLES.

Par. Bless you, my fortunate lady! Hel. I hope, sir, I have your good will to have mine own good fortunes.

Par. You had my prayers to lead them on: and to keep them on, have them still. -0, my knave! How does my old lady?

Clo. So that you had her wrinkles, and I her money, I would she did as you say,

Par. Why, I say nothing.

Clo. Marry, you are the wiser man; for many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing : To say nothing, to do nothing, to know nothing, and to have nothing, is to be a great part of your

title; which is within a very little of nothing.

Par. Away, thou'rt a knave.

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Clo. You should have said, sir, before a knave thou art a knave; that is, before me thou art a knave: this had been truth, sir.

Par. Go to, thou art a witty fool, I have found thee. Clo. Did

you

find me in yourself, sir? or were you taught to find me? The search, sir, was profitable; and much fool may you find in you, even to the world's pleasure, and the increase of laughter.

Par. A good knave, i'faith, and well fed. Madam, my lord will go away to-night; A very serious business calls on him. The great prerogative and rite of love, Which, as your due, time claims, he does acknow

ledge; But puts it off by a compell’d restraint; Whose want, and whose delay, is strewed with

sweets,
Which they distil now in the curbed time,
To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy,
And pleasure drown the brim.
Hel.

What's his will else? Par. That

you
will take

your

instant leave o'the king, And make this haste as your own good proceeding, Strengthen’d with what apology you think May make it probable need.? Hel.

What more commands he? Par. That, having this obtain'd, you presently Attend his further pleasure. Hel. In every thing I wait upon

his will. Par. I shall report it so. Hel.

I pray you. - Come, sirrah.

[Exeunt.

7 A specious appearance of necessity.

SCENE V.

Another Room in the same.

Laf. Then

Enter LAFEU and BERTRAM.
Laf. But, I hope, your lordship thinks not him a
soldier.

Ber. Yes, my lord, and of very valiant approof.
Laf. You have it from his own deliverance.
Ber. And by other warranted testimony.

my
dial

goes not true; I took this lark for a bunting.

Ber. I do assure you, my lord, he is very great in knowledge, and accordingly valiant.

Laf. I have then sinned against his experience, and transgressed against his valour; and my state that way is dangerous, since I cannot yet find in my heart to repent. Here he comes ; I pray you, make us friends, I will pursue the amity.

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Enter PAROLLES.
Par. These things shall be done, sir.

[To BERTRAM.
Laf. Pray you, sir, who's his tailor?
Par. Sir?

Laf. O, I know him well: Ay, sir; he, sir, is a
good workman, a very good tailor.
Ber. Is she gone to the king ?

[Aside to PAROLLES.
Par. She is.
Ber. Will she away to-night?
Par. As you'll have her,

Ber. I have writ my letters, casketed my treasure,
Given order for our horses; and to-night,

8 The bunting nearly resembles the sky-lark; but has little or no song, which gives estimation to the sky-lark.

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When I should take possession of the bride,
And, ere I do begin,

Laf. A good traveller is something at the latter end
of a dinner; but one that lies three-thirds, and uses
a known truth to pass a thousand nothings with,
should be once heard, and'thrice beaten. Heaven
save you, captain.
Ber. Is there

any
unkindness between

my

lord and you, monsieur

Par. I know not how I have deserved to run into my lord's displeasure.

Laf. You have made shift to run into't, boots and spurs and all, like him that leaped into the custard; and out of it you'll run again, rather than suffer question for your residence. Ber. It may be, you have mistaken him,

my

lord. Laf. And shall do so ever, though I took him at his

prayers. Fare you well, my lord; and believe this of me, there can be no kernel in this light nut; the soul of this man is his clothes : trust him not in matter of heavy consequence : I have kept of them tame, and know their natures. - Farewell, monsieur : I have spoken better of you, than you have or will deserve at my hand; but we must do good against evil.

[Exit.
Par. An idle lord, I swear.
Bar. I think so.
Par. Why, do you not know him?
Ber. Yes, I do know him well; and common speech
Gives him a worthy pass. Here comes my clog.

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Enter HELENA.
Hel. I have, sir, as I was commanded from you,
Spoke with the king, and have procur'd his teave
For present parting; only, he desires
Some private speech with you.
Ber.

I shall obey his will.

but he ark.

You must not marvel, Helen, at my course,
Which holds not colour with the time, nor does
The ministration and required office
On my particular: prepar'd I was not
For such a business; therefore am I found
So much unsettled : This drives me to entreat you,
That presently you take your way for home ;
And rather museo, than ask, why I entreat you:
For my respects are better than they seem ;
And my appointments have in them a need,
Greater than shows itself, at the first view,
To
you that know them not. This to my mother :

[Giving a letter. 'Twill be two days ere I shall see you; so I leave you to your

wisdom. Hel.

Sir, I can nothing say, But that I am your most obedient servant.

Ber. Come, come, no more of that.
Hel.

And ever shall
With true observance seek to eke out that,
Wherein toward me my homely stars have fail'd
To equal my great fortune.

Ber.
My haste is very great: Farewell; hie home.

Hel. Pray, sir, your pardon.
Ber.

Well, what would you say?
Hel. I am not worthy of the wealth I owe';
Nor dare I say, 'tis mine; and yet it is ;
But, like a timorous thief, most fain would steal
What law does vouch mi
Ber. I

pray you, stay not, but in haste to horse. Hel. I shall not break your bidding, good my

lord. Ber. Where are my other men, monsieur?- Farewell.

[Exit HELENA. Go thou toward home; where I will never come,

Let that go:

own,

9 Wonder.

i Possess.

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