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Hathwellcompos'd thee. Thy father's moral parts! Since the physician at your father's died?
Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count;
Ber. Thank your inajesty. [Flourish.Ereunt. And wore us out of act. It much repairs me 10 To talk of your good father: In his youth
A Room in the Count's Palace.
Enter Countess, Steward, and Clown. Ere they can hide their levity in honour'. 15 Count. I will now hear: what say you of this So like a courtier, contempt nor bitterness
gentlewoman? Were in his pride or sharpness: if they were, Stew. Madam, the care I have had to even your
s equal had awak'd thein ; and his honour, content', I wish might be found in the calendar Clock to itself, knew the true minute when of my past endeavours; for then we wound our Exception bid him speak, and, at that time, 20 inodesty, and make foul the clearness of our deHis tôngue obey'd his hand: who were below him servings, when of ourselve's we publish them. He us'd as creatures of another place”;
Count. What does this knave here. Get you And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks, gone, sirrah: The complaints, I have heard of Making them proud of his humility,
you, I do not all believe; 'tis iny slowness, that In their poor praise he humbled': Such a man 25 1 do not: for, I know, you lack not folly to comMight be a copy to these younger times: [ mit them, and have ability enough to make such Which follow'd well, vould demonstrate them knaveries yours?. But goers backwarel.
[now, | Clo. 'Tis not unknown to you, inadam, that I Ber. His good remembrance, sir,
am a poor fellow. Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb : 301 Count. Well, sir. So in approof lives not his epitaph,'
Clo. No, madam, 'tis not so well, that I am As in your royal speech'.
poor, though many of the rich are damn'd: But, King. Would, I were with him! He would al- lif I may have your Ladyship's good-will to go to ways say,
the world', Isbel the woman and I will do as we (Methinks, I hear him now; his plausive words|35 may. He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted thein
Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar? To grow there, and to bear)- Let me not live, Clo. I do beg your good-will in this case. Thus his good melancholy oft began,
Count. In what case? On the catastrophe and li'el of pastime,
| Clo. In Isbel's case, and mine own. Service When it was oui, let me not live, quoth he, 40 is no heritage: and, I think, I shall never have After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff
the blessing of God, till I have issue of iny body; Of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses or, they say, bearns are blessings. (ry, Allbut new things disdain; whose judgmentsard Count. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marMerefathers ofiheir garments; whose constancies | Clo. My poor body, madam, requires it: I Expire before their fashions --This he wished : 45 am driven on by the flesh; and he inust needs I, after hiin, do after him wish too,
I go, that the devil drives. Since I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home, Count. Is this all your worship's reason? I quickly were di-solved from my hive,
| Clo. Faith, inadam, I have other holy reasons, To give some labourer room.
such as they are. 2 Lord. You are lov'd, sir;
50 Count. May the world know them? They, that least lend it you, shalllack you first. Clo. I have been, madam, a wicked creature, King. I fill a place, I knoui't-How long is't, as you and all tiesh and blood are; and, indeed, count,
II do narry, that I may repent.
.? That is, cover peity faults with great mierit. ?j. e. he made allowances for their conduct, and bore from them what he would not from one of his own rank. i, e. by condescending to stoop to his inferiors,'he exalted them and made them proud; and, in the gracious receiving their poor praise,' he humbled even his humility. * Approof is approbation. Mr. Tollet explains this passage thus; ". His epitaph or inscription on his tomb is not so much in approbation or commendation of hin, as is your royal speech.” • A Clown in Shakspeare is commonly taken for a licensed jester, or domestick fool. We are not to wonder that we find this character often in his plays, since fools were, at that time, maintained in all yreat families, to keep up merriment in the house. ?i. e. to equal vour desires.' & i. e. You are fool enough to commit those irregularities you are charged with, and yet not so much fool neither, as to discredit the accusation by any defect in your ability. i.e. to be married. See note', p. 128.
Count. Count. Thymarriage,sooner thanthywickedness. | Count. Well, now. Clo, I am out of friends, madam; and I hope | Stew. I know, madam, you love your gentleto have friends for my wife's sake.
woman intirely. Count. Such friends are thine enemies, knave. Count. Faith, I do: her father bequeathed her
Clo. You are shallow, madam, in great friends; 5 to me; and she herself, without other advantage, for the knaves come to do that for me, which I may lawfully make title to as much love as she am aweary of. He that ears' my land, spares my finds: there is more owing her, than is paid; team, and gives me leave to inn the crop: If 11 Jand more shall be paid her, than she'll demand be his cukold, he's my drudge: He, that com- Stew. Madam, I was very late more near her forts my wise, is the cherisher of my flesh and 10than, I think, she wish'd me: alone she was, and blood; he that cherishes my tiesh and blood, love Jdid communicate to herself, her own words to her my flesh and blood; he that loves my flesh and own ears ; she thought, I dare row for her, they blood, is my friend: ergo, he that kisses my wife touch'd not any stranger sense. Her matter was, is my friend. If men could be contented to bel he loy'd your son: Fortune, she said, was no godwhat they are, there were no fear in marriage : 15dess, that had put such difference betwixt their for young Charbon the puritan, and old Puysain two estates: Love, no god, that would not extend the papist, howsoe'er their hearts are severed in his might, only where qualities were level; Diana, religion, their heads are both one, they may joull no queen of virgins, that would suffer her poor horns together, like any deer i' the herd.
knight to be surprised without rescue in the first asCount. Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouthed and 20 sault, or raisom afterward: This she deliver'd in caluinnious knave?
the most bitter touch of sorrow, that e'er I heard Clo. A prophet', 1, madam: and I speak the a virgin exclaim in: which I held my duty speeditruth the next' way.
ly to acquaint you withal; sithence, in the loss that For I the ballad will repeat,
mayhappen,it concerns you something to know it. Which men full true shall find; 25 Count. You have discharg'd this honestly; krep Your marriage comes by destiny, fit to yourself: many likelihoods inform’d me of Your cuckoo sings by kind.
this before, which hung so tottering in the balance, Count. Get you gone, sir ; I'll talk with you that I could neither believe, nor misdoubt: Pray more anon.
you, leave me : stall this in your bosom, and I Siew. May it please you, madam, that he bid 30 thank you for your honest care: I will speak Helen come to you ; of her I am to speak with you further anon. [Er Steward. Count. Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman, I would
Enter Helena. speak with her: Helen I mean. (Singing. Count. Even so it was with me, when I was Clo. Was this fair face the cause, quoth she,
young: Why the Grecians sucked Troy? 35 If we are nature's, these are ours: this thorn Fond“ done, done fond,
| Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong; Was this king Priam's joy.
Our blood to us, this to our blood is born; With that she sighed as she stood,
lIt is the shew and seal of nature's truth, With that she sighed as she stood,
Where love's strong passion is imprest in youth: And gave this sentence then;
40 By our remembrances' of days foregone, (none, Anong nine bad if one be good,
Such were our faults, O! then we thought thein
Her eye is sick out; I observe her now.
Hel. What is your pleasure, madam?
451 am a mother to vou. Clo. One good woman in ten, madam ; which | Hel. Mine honourable mistress. is a purifying o' the song: 'Would God would Count. Nay, a mother; serve the world so all the year! we'd lind no fault Why not a mother? When I said, a mother, with the tythe-woman, if I were the parson: One Methought you saw a serpent: What's in mcther, in ten, quoth a'! an we might have a good wo-50 That you start at it? I say, I am your mother; man born but every blazing star, or at an earth- And put you in the catalogue of those quake, 'twould mend the lottery well; a man That were enwombed mine: 'Tis often seen, may draw his heart out, ere he pluck one I Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds
Count. You'll be gone, sir knave, and do as A native slip to us from foreign seeds: I command you?
55 You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan, Clo. That man should be at a woman's com- Yet I express to you a mother's care:mand, and yet no hurt done!--Though hone.tv God's mercy, maiden! does it curd thy blood, be no puritan, yet it will do no hurt ; it wii Co say, I ain thy mother? What's the matter, wear the surplice of humility over the black gown Chat ihis disteniper'd me senger of wet, of a big heart.--I am going, forsooth: the bu-60 The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eve? siness is for Helen to come hither. [Erit. Why?-that you are my daughter?
* To ear is to plough."? It is a superstition, which hath run through all ages and people, that natural fools have something in then of divinity; on which account they were esteemed sacred. * i. e. the nearest way. * Fond here means foolishly done. Si. e. according to our recollection.
Hel. That I am not.
Religious in mine error, I adore Count. I say, I am your mother.
The sun, that looks upon his worshipper, Hel. Pardon, madam;
But knows of him no more. My dearest madam, The count Rousillon cannot be my brother: Let not your hate encounter with my love, I am tram humble, he from honour'd naine; 5 For loving where you do: but, if yourself, No note upon my parents, his all noble:
Whose aged honour cites a virtuouis youth, My master, my dear lord he is; and I
Did ever, in so true a flame of liking, His servant live, and will his vassal die :
Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian He must not be my brother.
Was both herself and love; 0 then, give pity Count, Nor I your mother?
[were 10 To her, whose state is such, that cannot chuse Hel. You are my mother, madam; 'Would you outl nd and give, where she is sure to lose ; (So tliat my ord, your son, were not my brother Chat seeks not to find that, her search implies, Indeed, my mother!--or were you both our mo- But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies. I care no more for', than i do tor heaven, [ther, Count, Had you not lately an intent, speak So I were not his sister: Can t no other 115 To go to Paris?'
[truly, But, I your daughter, he must be my brother it | Hel, Madan, I had. Count. Yes, Ilelen, you might be my daugh- Count. Wherefore? tell true, ter-in-law;
(mother, Hel. I will tell truth; hy grace itself I swear, God shield, you mean it not! daughter, and you know, my father left me some prescriptions So strive upon your pulse: What, pale again? 2010f rare and prov'd effects, such as his reading, My fear hath calch'd your fondness: Now I see And manifest experience, had collected The mystery of your loneliness, and find
For general sovereignty ; and that he will'd me Your salt tears' read'. Now to all sense'tis gross, In heedfullest reservation to bestow them, You love my son ; invention is asham'd,
As notes, whose faculties inclusive were Against the proclamation of thy passion, 23 More than they were in pote* : amongst the rest, To say, thou dost not: therefore tell me true; There is a remedy, approv'd, set down, But tell me then, 'tis so:--for, look, thy cheeks I To cure the desperate languishings, whereof Confess it one to the other; and thine eyes The king is render'd lost. See it so grossly shewn in thy behaviours,
Count. This was your motive That in their kind they speak it; only sin 30 for Paris, was it? speak.
this ; And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue,
Hel. My lord your son made me to think of That truth should be suspected: Speak, is't so! Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king, If it be so, you have wound a goodly clue; Had, from the conversation of my thoughts, If it be not, forsweart: howe'er, I charge thee, Haply, been absent then. As heaven shall work in me for thine avail, 1351 Count. But think you, Helen To tell me truly.
lif you should tender your supposed aid, Hel, Good madam, pardon me!
He would receive it?. He and his physicians Count. Do you love my son?
Are of a mind; he, that they cannot help him, Hel. Your pardon, noble mistress !
They that they cannot help: How shall they cres Count. Love you my son ?
40 A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, (dit He. Do not you love him, madam ?
Embowell'd of their doctrine', have left off Count. Gonot about; my love hath in't abond, The danger to itself? Whereof the world tahes note: come, come, dis- llel. There's something bints, The state of your affection; for your passions/close More than my father's skill, which was the greatHave to the full appeach'd.
145 Of his profession, that his good receipt Hel, Then I contess,
Shall, for my legacy, be sanctified [honour Here on my knee, before high heav'n and you, By the luckiest stars in heaven: and, would your That before you, and next unto high heaven, But give me leave to try success, I'd venture I love your son:
The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure, Niyfriends were poor, but honest; so's my love : 50 By such a day and hour. Be not offended; for it hurts not him,
Count. Dost thou believe't? That he is lov'd of me: I follow him not
Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly. [and love, By any token of presumptuous suit;
Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have iny leave, Nor would I have him, 'uill I do deserve him ; . Means and attendants, and my loving greetings Yet never know how that disert should be. · 55 To those of inine in court; l'il stay at home, I know I love in vain, strive against hope; And pray God's blessing into thy atteinpt : Yet, in this captious 3 and intenible sieve,
Be gone to-morrow; and be sure of this, I still pour in the waters of my love,
What I can help thee to, thou shalt not miss. And lack not to lose still: thus, Indian-like, I
"I care no more for, is, I care as much for I wish it equally. ?i, e. the source of your grief. • Dr. Johnson suspects we should read curious, i. e. rotten. * Meaning; prescriptions in which greater virtues were inclosed than appeared to observation. Si. e. exhausted of their skill,
A CT II.
captain Spurio, with his cicatrice, an emblem of The Court of France.
war, here on his sinister cheek; it was this very Enter the King, with young Lords taking leare sword entrench'a it: suy to him, I live; and obfor the Florentine war. Bertrain and Pa- serve his reports for me. rolles.
5 2 Lord. We shall, noble captain. Flourish Cornets.
| Par. Mars doat on you for liis novices ! what King. FAREWEL, young lords, these warlike will you do? 1 principles
Ber. Stay; the kingDo not throw from you:--and you, my lords, | Pur. C'se a more spacious ceremony to the nofarewel:
10 ble lords; you haverestrained yourself within the Share the advice betwixt vou; if both gain all, 1 llist of too cold an adieu : be more expressive to The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis received, them; for they wear themselves in the cap of And is enough for both.
the time, there do muster true gait, eat, speak, 2 Lord. 'l'is our hope, sir,
land move under the iniluence of the most reAfter well-enter'd soldiers, to return
15 ceiv'd star; and though the devil lead the meaAnd find your grace in health.
ure, such are to be toilow’d: after them, and King. No, no, it cannot be ; and yet my heart take a more dilated farewel. Will not confess, he owes the malady
Ber. And I will do so. That does my life besiege. Farewel, voung lords; Par. Worthy fellows; and like to prove most Whether I live or die, be you the sons
20 sinewy sword-men. .
[Ezeunt. Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher' Italy
Enter Lafeu. [Lafeu kneels. (Those 'bated, that inherit but the fall Of the last monarchy) see, that you come I Laf. Pardon, my lord, for me and for iny tidings. Not to woo, honour, but to wed it; when
king. I'll fee thee to stand up. The bravest questant shrinks, tinal what you seek, 25 Luf. Then here's a man That fame may cry you loud: I say, farewel. I Stands, that has bought his pardon. I would, you 2 Lord. Health, at your bidding, serve your Had kneei'd, my lord, to ask me mercy; and majesty!
That, at my bidding, you could so stand up. King. Those girls of Italy, take heed of them; hing. I would I had; so I had broke thy pate, They say, our French lacki language to deny, 30 And ask'd thee mercy for't.
they demand: beware of being captives, I Luf. Goodfaith, across? :--but my good lord, Before you serve.
I Will you be cur'd of your intirmity? ['tis thus; · Both. Our hearts receive your warnings. king. No. King. Farewel.-Come hither to me.
Luf: 0, will you eat [The King retires to a couch. 35 No grapes, my roval fox? yes, but you will, i Lord. Oh my sweet lord, that you will stay My noble grapes, an if my royal fox behind us!
Could reach them: I have seen a medicine Par. 'Tis not his fault! the spark
That's able to breath life into a stone: 2 Lord. Oh,'lis brave wars!
Quicken å rock, and make you dance canarv Par. Most admirable: I have seen those wars.40 Viith sprightly tire and motion; whose simple
Ber. Iamcommanded here, and keptacoil with is poweriul to arise king Pepin, nay, slouch Too young, and the nert year, and 'tis too early. To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand, Pür, In thy mind stand to it, boy, steal away And write to her a love-line. bravely.
king. What her is this? Ber. I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock, 451 Lait. Why, doctor she: my lord, there's one Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry,
arriv'd, "Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, Ifyou will see her now, by my faith and honour, Butone to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal awar. If seriously I may convey my thoughts I Lord. There's honour in the theft.
In this my light deliverance, I have spoke Pur. Commit it, count.
150 With one, that in her sex, her years, protession, 2 Lord. I am youraccessary; and so farer el. Wisdom, and constancy, hath amaz'd me more
Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a for- Thanillare blumemy weakness: Wolvou ser her, tur'd body.
For that is ber demand) and know her busi1 Lord. Farewel, captain.
That clone, laugh well at me.
[ness?. 2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles!
15 King. Now, good Lafell, Pur. Noble heroes, my sword and yoursarekin. Bring in the admiration ; that we with thee Gocd sparks and lustrous, a word, goodmetals: May spend our wonder too, or take off thine, You shall tind in the regiment of the Spinii, one! By wond'ring how thou took'st it.
The epithet higher is here to be understood as referring to situation rather than to dignity. • This word, as has been before observed, is used when any pass of wit miscarries.
Laf. Nay, I'll fit you,
1 (From siinple sources; and great seas have dry'd And not be all day neither. (Exit LafeuWhen miracles have by the Greatest been deny'd.
King. Thus he his special nothing ever pro- Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
[Bringing in Helenu. 5 Where hopeiscoldest, and despairmost sits.[maid; King. This haste hath wings indeed.
| King. I must not hear thee; fare tbee well, kind Laf. Nay, come your ways;
| Thy pains, not us’d, must by thyself be paid: This is his majesty, say your mind to him : Protters, not took, reap thanks for their reward. A traitor you do look like; but such traitors | Hel. Inspired merit so by breath is barr'd: His majesty seldom fears : Iam Cressid's uncle, io It is not so with Him that all things knows, That dare leave two together; fare vou well.Er. As 'tis with us that square our guess by shows. King. Now,fair one,does yourbusiness followus! But most it is presumption in us, when Hel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon was The help of heaven we count the act of men. My father; in what he did profess, well found. Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent; King. I knew him.
[him ;15Of heaven, not me, make an experiment. Hel. The rather will I spare my praises toward I am not an inpostor, that proclaim Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death Myself against the level of mine aim '; Many receipts he gave me; chieily one,
But know I think, and think I know most sure, Which, as the dearest issue of his practice, My art is not past power, nor you past cure. And of his old experience the only darling, 201 King. Art thou so confident? Within whatspace He bade me store up, as a triple eye,
Flop'st thou my cure?
|Moist Hesperus bath quench'd bis sleepy lamp; With all bound humbleness.
Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass King. We thank you, maiden;
Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass; But may not be so credulous of cure,-
What is intiri from your sound parts shallfly, When our most learned doctors leave us; and 30 Health shall live free, and sickness freely die. The congregated college have concluded, | King. Upon thy certainty and confidence, That labouring art can never answer nature What dar'si thou venture? From her inaidable estate --I say we must not | Hel. Tax of impudence, So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope, l A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame, To prostitute our past-cure malady
135 Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name To empiricks; or to dissever so
Sear'd otherwise: no worse of worst extended, Our great self and our credit, to esteem | With vilest torture let my life be ended ?. A senseless help, when help past sense we deem. King. Methinks, in thee some blessed spiritdoth
Hel. My duty then shall pay me for my pains: I will no more enforce mine office on you; 40His powerful sound, within an organ weak ': Humbly intreating from your royal thoughts And what impossibility would slay A modest one, to bear me back again. [ful: In common sense, sense saves another way.
King. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd grate- Thy life is dear; for all, that life can rate Thou thought'st to help me:andsuchthanks give, Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate; As one near death to those that wish him live: 45 Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all But what at full I know, thou know'st no part; (That happiness and prime 4, can happy call : I knowing all my peril, thou no art.
Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, Skill intinite, or monstrous desperate, Since you set up your rest’gainst remedy: Sweet practiser, thy physick I will try; He that of greatest works is finisher,
1501 That ministers thine own death, if I die. Oft does them by the weakest minister:
Hel. If I break time, or tlinch in property So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown, Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die; When judges have been babes. Great floods have and well deserv'd: Not helping, cleatli's my fee; tlown
But, if I help, what do you promise me?
1 That is, “I am not an impostor that proclaiin one thing and design another.” ? Mr. Steevens thus happily explains this obscure passage: “I would bear (says she) the tax of impudence, which is the denotement of a strumpet; would endure a shame resulting from my failure in what I have undertaken, and thence become the subject of odious ballads; let my maiden reputation be otherwise branded; and, no worse of worst extended, i. e, provided nothing worse is offered to me, (ineaning violation) let my life be ended with the worst of tortures. The poet for the sake of rhime has obscured the sense of the passage. The worst that can befal a woman being extended to me, seems to be the meaning of the last line." The author of the Rex isal of Shakspeare's Text explains this line thus: “The verb doh speak, in the first line, should be understood to be repeated in the construction of the second, thus; His powerful sound speaks within a weak organ." "ine. youth.