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Lef. Indeed, Sir, if your metaphor stink, I will stop my nose against any man's ' metaphor. Pr’ythee, get thee further.

Par. Pray you, Sir, deliver me this paper.

Clo. Foh ! pr’ythee, stand away; a paper from fortune's close-stool, to give to a Nobleman! look, here he comes himself.

Enter Lafeu.

Here is a pur of fortune's, Sir, or fortune's cat, (but not a musk.cat ;) that hath fali'n into the unclean fishpond of her displeasure, and, as he says, is muddied withal. Pray you, Sir, use the carp as you may; for he looks like a poor, decayed, ingenious, foolish-rafcally knave $. I do pity his distress in my similies of confort, and leave him to your Lordship:

Par. My Lord, I am a man whom fortune hath cruelly scratch’d.

Laf. And what would you have me to do ? 'is too late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you play'd

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? Indeed, Sir, if your melapher vil fumma laus est in verbis trarfflink, I will fiap my nele agninst ferendis ut fenfum feriat id, quid any men's metaphor.] Nothing translatum fit, fu ienda eft omnis could be conceived with greater turpitudo earum rerum, quas humour, or julness of satire, 891 um animos qui audiunt trabee ihan this speech. The use of fimilitudo. Nolo morte dci t'jiza the flinking metaphor is an odious cani caftratamlje rempublicam. fault, which grave writers often Nolo Kercus curic dici Glauciam. commit. It is not uncommon Our poet him/elf is extremely to see moral declaimers against delicate in this respect; who, vice. describe her as Hefiod did throughout his large writings, if the Fury Triftitia:

you except a pallage in Hamlet,

has scarce a metaphor that can Tas ix que possui.

offerid the mot squeamish reader. Upon which Longinus justly ob

WARBURTON. Terves. that, inttead of giving a I pity his dijlriss in my SMILES terrible image, he has given a of confort,] 'We should read, very nasty oue. Cicero cautions SIMILIES of comfort, such as the well against it, in his book ide calling him fortune's cat, carp, buoniam has, says he, &c.

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the knave with fortune, that she should scratch you, who of herself is a good Lady, and would not have knaves thrive long under her ? there's a Quart-d'ecut for you : let the justices make you and fortune friends; I am for other business.

Par. I beseech your honour, to hear me one single word.

Laf. You beg a single penny more. Come, you shall ha't, fave your word.

Por. My name, my good Lord, is Parolles.

Laf. You beg more than one word then. Cox'my pafsion! give me your hand. How does your drum?

Per. O my good Lord, you were the first that found

ne.

Laf. Was I, in footh ? and I was the first that loft thee.

Par. It lies in you, my Lord, to bring me in some grace, for you did bring me out.

Laf. Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon me at once both the office of God and the Devil ? one brings thee in grace, and the other brings thee out. (Sound Trumpets.] The King's coming, i know, by his trumpets. Sirrah, inquire further after me, I had talk of you last night; tho’you are a fool and a kuave, you shall eat '; go to, follow.

Par. I praise God for you.

(Exeunt.

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- you ficall eat ;] Pa had no more wit than virtue. rolles has many of the lineaments Though juttice required that he of Fa:jtoff, and seems to be the should be detected and exposed, character which Shakespeare de- yet his vices fit fo fit in bim that lighted to draw, a fellow that he is not at last suffered to starve.

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Flourish. Enter King, Countess, Lafeu, the two

French Lords, with attendants.

King. We lost a jewel of her, our esteem
Was made much poorer by it; but your fon,
As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know
Her estimation home ?.

Count. 'Tis past, my Liege;
And I beseech your Majesty to make it
Natural rebellion, done i'th' blade 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;
Tho' 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 Majelty, his Mother, and his Lady,
Offence of mighty note ; but to himself
The greatest wrong of all. He loft a wife,
Whose beauty did astonish the survey
Of richest eyes; whose words all ears took captive ;
Whose dear perfection, hearts, that fcorn'd to serve,
Humbly call'd mistress.

King. Praising what is lost,

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efteem] Dr. Warburton king of, is much poorer than be. in Theobali's edition altered this fore. word to estate, in his own he lets

home.] That is comit stand and explains it by worth pletely, in its full extinta, or eflate. But esteem is here Gblade of youth,; In the spring reckoning or eftimale. Since the of early life, when the man is loss of Helen with her virtues and yet green. Oil and fire fuit but ill qualifications, our account is funk; with blade, and therefore Dr. what we have to reckon ourselves Warburton reads, Llaze of youth.

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Makes the remembrance dear. Well

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hither;

We're 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 we do bury
Th’incensing relicks of it. Let him approach,
A stranger, no offender; and inform him,
So 'ris our will he should.

Gent. I shall, my Liege.
King. What says he to your daughter ? Have you

spoke? Laf. All that he is, hath reference to your High

ness. King. Then shall we have a match. I have letters

sent me,

That set him high in fame.

SCEN E IV.

Enter Bertram.

Laf. He looks well on't.

King. I'm not a day of season,
For thou may'st see a fun-fhine and a hail
In me at once; but to the brightest beams
Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth.

the first view frall Bertram's double crime of cruelty kill

and disobedience, joined likeAll repetition : ] The wife with some hypocrisy, should first interview fball put an end to raise more resentment; and all recollection of the past. Shake that though his mother might speare is now hastening to the eafily forgive him, his king end of the play, finds his mat- jould more pertinac oufly vinditer fufficient to fill up his remain- cate his own authority and Heing scenes, and therefore, as on len's merit: of all this stateother such occasions, contracts spécre could not be ignorant, but his dialogue and precipitates his Shakespeare wanted to conclude action. Decency required that his play.

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The time is fair again.

Ber. My high repented blames,
Dear Sovereign, pardon to me.

King. 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
Th' inaudible and noiseless foot of time
Steals, ere we can effect them. You remember
The daughter of this Lord ?

Ber. Admiringły, rny 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 enfixing,
Contempt his fcornful perspective did lend me,
Which warp'd the line of every other favour ;
Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it soll'n';
Extended or contracted all proportions

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an affection of the mind ? Here from the latter part of the then the metaphor becomes miverse.

serably mangled ; but the foreor expresi'd it ftellen; going observation will lend us to 2. From the preceding verse, the genuine reading. which is, Which warp'd the line of every

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