Thofe bated, that inherit but the fall 2 Lord. Health at your bidding ferve your Majefty! King. Thofe girls of Italy, take heed of them; They fay, our French lack language to deny, If they demand: beware of being captives, Before you ferve. Both. Our hearts receive your warnings. King, Farewel. Come hither to me." [To Attendants.” [Exit. 1 Lord. Oh, my fweet Lord, that you will stay be hind us! Par. 'Tis not his fault; the fpark 2 Lord. Oh, 'tis brave wars. Par. Moft admirable; I have feen those wars. Par. An thy mind ftand to it, boy, fteal away bravely. Ber. Shall I ftay here the forehorse to a smock, Creeking my fhoes on the plain masonry, "Till honour be bought up, and no fword worn But one to dance with? by heav'n, I'll steal away. 1 Lord. There's honour in the theft. Par. Commit it, Count.. 2 Lord. I am your acceffary, and fo farewel. Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tortur'd body, 1 Lord. Farewel, Captain. Pope by a donation in the times of its duration, be faid to do foi This being premifed, now to the fenfe. The King fays, bigber Italy giving it the rank of preference to France; but he corrects himfelf and fays, I except thofe from that precedency, who only inherit the fall of the laft monarchy; as all the little petty ftates; for instance, Florence to whom these voluntiers were going, As if he had said, I gave the place of honour to the Emperor and the Pope, but not to the free ftates. All here is clear; and 'tis exactly Shakespeare's manner, who lov'd to fhew his reading on fuch oecafions. Mr. Warburton VOL. III. B 2 Lord. 2 Lord. Sweet Monfieur Parolles! Par. Noble heroes, my fword and yours are king good fparks and luftrous. A word, good metals. (11) You fhall find in the regiment of the Spinii, one Captain Spurio with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here on his finifter cheek; it was this very sword entrench'd it; fay to him, I live, and obferve his reports of me. a Lord. We fhall, noble Captain. Par. Mars doat on you for his novices! what will ye do? Ber. Stay; the King [Exeunt Lords: Par. Ufe a moft fpacious ceremony to the noble Lords, you have reftrain'd yourself within the lift of too cold an adieu; be more expreffive to them, for they wear themselves in the cap of the time; there, do mufter true gate, eat, fpeak, and move under the influence of the moft receiv'd ftar; and tho' the devil lead the meafure, fuch are to be followed: after them, and take a more dilated farewel. Ber. And I will do fo. Par. Worthy fellows, and like to prove moft finewy fword-men. Enter the King, and Lafeu. [Exeunt. Laf. Pardon, my Lord, for me and for my tidings. King. I'll fee thee to ftand up.. (11) You fball find in the regiment of the Spinii one Captain Spurio, bis cicatrice, with an emblem of war bere on bis finifter cheek ;] It is furprizing, none of the editors could fee that a flight tranfpofition was abfolutely neceffary here, when there is not common fenfe in the paffage, as it ftands without fuch tranfpofition. Parolles only means, "you fhall find one Captain Spurio in the camp with a fear on his left cheek, a mark of war that my fword gave him." Our poet has employ'd this word, to fignify fcar, in other of his plays: So, before, in As you like it ; lean but upon a rush, The cicatrice and capable impreffure And in Hamlet; Since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red Laf Laf. Then here's a man ftands, that hath bought his pardon. I would, you had kneel'd, my Lord, to ask me mercy And that at my bidding you could fo ftand up. King. I would, I had; fo I had broke thy pate, And alk'd thee mercy for't. Laf. Goodfaith, across-but, my good Lord, 'tis thus ; Will you be cur'd of your infirmity? King. No. Laf. O, will you eat no grapes, my royal fox? Yes, but you will, my noble grapes; an if My royal fox could reach them; (12) I have seen a med’cing That's able to breathe life into a stone; Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary With sprightly fire and motion; whofe fimple touch To give great Charlemain a pen King. What her is this? in's hand, Laf. Why, Doctor-fhe: my Lord, there's one arriv'd, In this my light deliverance, I have spoke 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? (12) I bave seen a Medecine,] Lafeu does not mean that he has feen a remedy, but a perfon bringing fuch remedy. I therefore imagine, our author ufed the French word, medecin, i, e. a Phyfician; this agrees with what he fubjoins immediately in reply to the King. Why, Doctor-She;-and-write to her a love-le B 2 King King. Thus he his special nothing ever prologues, Bringing in Helena. King. This hafte hath wings, indeed. This is his Majefty, fay your mind to him; [Exit. King. Now, fair one, do's your bufinefs follow us Gerard de Narbon was my father, In what he did profefs, well found. Hel. The rather will I fpare my praise towards him Knowing him, is enough: on's bed of death Many receipts he gave me, chiefly one, Safer than mine own two: more dear I have fo King. We thank you, maiden; Our great felf and our credit, to esteem A fenfelefs help, when help paft sense we deem. Humbly Humbly intreating from your royal thoughts King. I cannot give thee lefs, to be call'd grateful; Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, When judges have been babes; great floods have flown, Where moft it promifes: and oft it hits King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind maid; But know I think, and think I know moft fure, Hel. The greatest grace lending grace, |