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Hel. Oh, I believe with him,
In argument of praise, or to the worth
Of the great Count himself, she is too mean
To have her name repeated; all her deserving
Is a reserved honesty, and That
I have not heard examin'd.

Dia. Alas, poor lady!
'Tis a hard bondage, to become the wife
Of a detesting lord.

Wid. Ah! right; good creature! wheresoe'er she is
Her heart weighs fadly; this young maid might do

her
A shrewd turn, if she pleas'd.
Hel. How do

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mean?
May be, the am'rous Count solicits her
In the unlawful purpose.

Wid. He does, indeed;
And brokes with all, that can in such a fuit
Corrupt the tender honour of a maid :
But she is arm'd for him, and keeps her guard
In honefteft defence.

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S CE N E VIII.
Drum and Colours. Enter Bertram, Parolles, Officers

and Soldiers attending.

THE Gods forbid else!
Mar. Wid. So now they come:
That is Antonio, the Duke's eldest son;
That, Escalus.

Hel. Which is the Frenchman?

Dia. He ;
That with the plume ; 'tis a molt gallant fellow;
I would, he lov'd his wife! if he were honefter,
He were much goodlier. Is't not a handsome gen.

tleman?
Hel. I like him well.
Dia. 'Tis pity, he is not honest; yond's that same
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That leads him to these places ; where I his lady, I'd poison that vile rascal.

Hel. Which is he?

Dia. That jack-an-apes with scarfs. Why is he melancholy?

Hel. Perchance, he's hurt i'th' battle.
Par. Lose our drum! well.-

Mar. He's shrewdly vext at something. Look, he has spied us. Wid. Marry, hang you!

(Exeunt' Bertram, Parolles, bc. Mar. And your courtesy for a ring-carrier ! Wid. The troop is paft: come, pilgrim, I will

bring you,
Where you shall hoft: Of injoin'd penitents
There's four or five, to great St. Jaques bound,
Already at my house.

Hel. 'I humbly thank you:
Please it this matron, and this gentle maid
To eat with us to night, the charge and thanking
Shall be for me and to requite you further,
I will bestow some precepts on this virgin
Worthy the note.
Both. We'll take your offer kindly.

(Exeunt. SCENE IX. Enter Bertram, and the two French Lords. Lord. AY, him have his way

. 2 Lord. If your lordship find him not al hilding, hold me no more

your respect. i Lord. On my life, my lord, a bubble. Ber. Do you think, I am so far deceiy'd in him?

1 Lord. Believe it, my lord, in mine own direct knowledge, without any malice, but to speak of him as my kinsman; he's a most notable coward, an infinite and endless liar, an hourly promise-breaker, the

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owner of no one good quality worthy your lordship’s entertainment.

2 Lord. It were fit you knew him, left, reposing too far in his virtue, which he hath not, he might at some great and trusty business in a main danger

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fail you.

Ber. I would, I knew in what particular action to

try him.

2 Lord. None better than to let him fetch off his drum; which you hear him so confidently undertake to do.

i Lord. I, with a troop of Florentines, will suddenly furprize him; such I will have, whom, I am sure, he knows not from the enemy: we will bind and hoodwink him so, that he shall suppose no other but that he is carried into the leaguer of the adversaries, when we bring him to our own tents; be but your lordMip present at his examination, if he do not for the proniise of his life, and in the highest compulsion of base fear, offer to betray you, and deliver all the intelligence in his power against you, and that with the divine forfeit of his soul upon oath, never truft my judgment in any thing.

2 Lord. O, for the love of laughter, let him fetch his drum; he says, he has a stratagem for't; when your lordship sees the bottom of his success in't, and to what metal this counterfeit lump of Oar will be melted, if you give him not * John Drum's entertainment, your inclining cannot be removed. Here he

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* Jolin Drum's entertainment,] Holingshed, in his Description of Irco, land, speaking of Patrick Scarcefield, (Mayor of Dublin in the Year 1551,) and of his extravagant Hospitality, futjoins, that no Guest had ever a cold or forbidding Look from any part of his Family: So that his Porter, or any other Officer, durft not, for both his Ears, give the simplest Man, that resorted to his House, Tom Drum's Entertainment, which is, to hale a Man in by the Head, and thrust him oul by both the Shoulders.

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Enter Parolles. 1 Lord.

O,

For the love of laughter, hinder not the

humour of his design, let him fetch off his drum in any hand.

Ber. How now, Monsieur? this drum sticks sorely in.your disposition.

2 Lord. A pox on't, let it 'tis but a drum,

Par. But'a drum! is't but a drum ? a drum so lost! there was an excellent command! to charge in with our horse upon our own wings, and to rend our own soldiers.

2 Lord. That was not to be blamed in the command of the service; it was a disaster of war that Cejar himself could not have prevented, if he had been there to command.

Bır. Well, we cannot greatly condemn our success: fomnę disonour we had in the loss of that drum, but it is not to be recover'd.

Par. It might have been recover'd.
Ber. It might, but it is not now.

Par. It is to be recover'd; but that the merit of fervice is seldom attributed to the true and exact

performer, I would have that drum or another, or hic jacet

Ber. Why, if you have a stomach to't, Monsieur; if you think your mystery in stratagem, can bring this instrument of honour again into his native quarter, be magnanimous in the enterprize and go on; I will grace the attempt for a worthy exploit: if you speed well in it, the Duke shall both speak of it, and extend to you what further becomes his greatness, even to the utmost syllable of your worthiness,

Par. By the hand of a foldier, I will undertake it.
Ber. But you must not now slumber in it.

Par.

Par. I'll about it this evening; and * I will presently pen down my dilemmas, encourage myself in my certainty, put myself into my mortal preparation; and, by midnight, look to hear further from me.

Ber. May I be bold to acquaint his Grace, you are gone about it?

Par. I know not what the success will be, my Lord; but the attempt I vow.

Ber. I know th’art valiant; and to the possibility of soldiership, will subscribe for thee; farewel. Par. I love not many words.

[Exit.

S CE N E XI. 1 Lord. N this affrange fellow, my Lord, that fo

O more than a fish loves water. - Is not confidently seems to undertake this business, which he knows is not to be done; damns himself to do it, and dares better be damn'd than to do't?

2 Lord. You do not know him, my Lord, as we do; certain it is, that he will steal himself into a man's favour, and for a week escape a great deal of discoveries; but when you find him out, you have him ever after.

Ber. Why, do you think, he will make no deed at all of this, that so seriously he does address hiinself unto ?

2 Lord, None in the world, but return with an invention, and clap upon you two or three probable lies; but we have almost imboss'd him, you shall see his fall to night; for, indeed, he is not for your lordship’s respect,

1 Lord. We'll make you some sport with the fox, * I will presently pen down my Dilemmas,] By this Word, Parolles is made to insinuate that he had several Ways, all equally certain, of recovering this Drum. For a Dilemma is an Argument that concludes both Ways.

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