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Count.

'Tis past, my liege:
And I beseech your majesty to make it
Natural rebellion, done i'the blaze of youth;
When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force,
O’erbears it, and burns on.
King

My honour'd lady,
I have

forgiven and forgotten all;
Though my revenges were high bent upon him,
And watch'd the time to shoot.
Laf.

This I must say,
But first I beg my pardon, — The young lord
Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady,
Offence of mighty note; but to himself
The greatest wrong of all: he lost a wife,
Whose beauty did astonish the survey
Of richest eyes; whose words al ears took captive;
Whose dear perfection, hearts that scorn'd to serve,
Humbly call'd mistress.
King

Praising what is lost,
Makes the remembrance dear. Well, call him

hither
We are reconcild, and the first view shall kill
All repetition :

Let him not ask our pardon;
The nature of his great offence is dead,
And deeper than oblivion do we bury
The incensing relicks of it: let him approach,
A stranger, no offender; and inform him,
So 'tis our will he should.
Gent.

I shall, my liege.

[Exit Gentleman. King. What says he to your daughter? have you

spoke? Laf. All that he is hath reference to your highKing. Then shall we have a match. I have let

ters sent me, That set him high in fame.

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4 Recollection.

Enter BERTRAM.

King.

Laf.

He looks well on't. King. I am not a day of season", For thou may'st see a sun-shine and a hail In me at once: But to the brightest beams Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth, The time is fair again. Ber.

My high-repented blames, Dear sovereign pardon to me.

All is whole;
Not one word more of the consumed time.
Let's take the instant by the forward top;
For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees
The inaudible and noiseless foot of time
Steals ere we can effect them: You remember
The daughter of this lord ?

Ber. Admiringly, my liege : at first
I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart
Durst make too bold a herald of

my tongue :
Where the impression of mine eye infixing,
Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me,
Which warp'd the line of every

other favour ; Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it stol’n; Extended or contracted all proportions, To a most hideous object : Thence it came, That she, whom all men prais’d, and whom myself, Since I have lost, have lov’d, was in mine eye The dust that did offend it. King.

Well excus'd: That thou didst love her, strikes some scores away From the great compt: But love, that comes too

late, Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried, To the great sender turns a sour offence, Crying, That's good that's gone: our rash faults

5 i. e. Of uninterrupted rain.

name

Make trivial price of serious things we have,
Not knowing them, until we know their grave:
Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust,
Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust :
Our own love waking cries to see what's done,
While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon.
Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget her.
Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin:
The main consents are had ; and here we'll stay
To see our widower's second marriage-day.
Count. Which better than the first, О dear heaven,

bless!
Or, ere they meet, in me, O nature, cease!

Laf. Come on, my son, in whom my house's Must be digested, give a favour from you, To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter, That she may quickly come. -— By my old beard, And every hair that's on't, Helen, that's dead, Was a sweet creature ; such a ring as this, The last that e'er I took her leave at court,

her finger. Ber.

Hers it was not. King. Now, pray you, let me see it ; for mine

eye, While I was speaking, oft was fasten’d to't. --This ring was mine; and, when I give it Helen, I bade her, if her fortunes ever stood Necessitied to help, that by this token I would relieve her : Had you that craft, to reave

her Of what should stead her most? Ber.

My gracious sovereign,
Howe'er it pleases you to take it so,
The ring was never her's.
Count.

Son, on my life,
I have seen her wear it; and she reckonid it
At her life's rate.
Laf.

I am sure, I saw her wear it.

I saw upon

Ber. You are deceiv’d, my lord, she never saw it: In Florence was it from a casement thrown me, Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain'd the name Of her that threw it : noble she was, and thought I stood ingag'do: but when I had subscrib'd To mine own fortune, and inform'd her fully, I could not answer in that course of honour As she had made the overture, she ceas', In heavy satisfaction, and would never Receive the ring again. King.

Plutus himself, That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine", Hath not in nature's mystery more science, Than I have in this ring : 'twas mine, 'twas Helen's

, Whoever

gave

it
you: Then, if

you

know That you are well acquainted with yourself, Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforcement You got it from her : she call’d the saints to surety, That she would never put it from her finger, Unless she gave it to yourself in bed, (Where

you have never come,) or sent it us Upon her great disaster. Ber.

She never saw it.
King. Thou speak’st it falsely, as I love mine

honour;
And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me,
Which I would fain shut out: If it should prove
That thou art so inhuman,

-'twill not prove so ;
And
yet
I know not:

thou didst hate her deadly,' And she is dead; which nothing, but to close Her eyes myself, could win me to believe, More than to see this ring. – Take him away.

[Guards seize BERTRAM. My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall, Shall tax my fears of little vanity, Having vainly fear’d too little. - Away with him; We'll sift this matter further.

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6 In the sense of unengaged.

? The philosopher's stone.

If you

Ber.

shall

prove This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence, Where yet she never was.

[Exit BERTRAM, guarded.

Enter a Gentleman.

King. I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings.
Gent.

Gracious sovereign,
Whether I have been to blame, or no, I know not ;
Here's a petition from a Florentine,
Who hath, for four or five removes *, come short
To tender it herself. I undertook it,
Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and speech
Of the poor suppliant, who by this, I know,
Is here attending : her business looks in her
With an importing visage; and she told me,
In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern
Your highness with herself.

King. [Reads.] Upon his many protestations to marry me, when his wife was dead, I blush to

say

it, he won me. Now is the count Rousillon a widower; his vows are forfeited to me, and my honour's paid to him. He stole from Florence, taking no leave, and I follow him to his country for justice: Grant it me, O king; in you it best lies; otherwise a seducer flourishes, and a poor maid is undone.

DIANA CAPULET. Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and toll him : for this, I'll none of him. King. The heavens have thought well on thee,

· Lafeu, To bring forth this discovery.-Seek these suitors: Go, speedily, and bring again the count.

[Exeunt Gentleman, and some Attendants.

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Post-stages.

9 Pay toll for him.

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