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'Tis past, my liege:
My honour'd lady,
forgiven and forgotten all;
This I must say,
Praising what is lost,
Let him not ask our pardon;
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.
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;
Ber. Admiringly, my liege : at first
my tongue :
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.
Make trivial price of serious things we have,
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,
Son, on my life,
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
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.
-'twill not prove so ;
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.
6 In the sense of unengaged.
? The philosopher's stone.
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.
King. [Reads.] Upon his many protestations to marry me, when his wife was dead, I blush to
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.
9 Pay toll for him.