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But know I think, and think I know most sure,
Tax of impudence,A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame,Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name Sear'd otherwise; no worse of worst extended,* With vilest torture let my life be ended.
King. Methinks, in thee some blessed spirit doth speak;
His powerful sound, within an organ weak:
In common sense, sense saves another
Thy life is dear; for all, that life can rate
Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate;"
postor that proclaim one thing and design another, that proclaim a cure and aim at a fraud.
4 — no worse of worst extended,] i. e. to be be so defamed that nothing severer can be said against those who are most publickly reported to be infamous.
And what impossibility would slay
In common sense, sense saves another way.] i. e. and that which, if I trusted to my reason, I should think impossible, I yet, perceiving thee to be actuated by some blessed spirit, think thee capable of effecting. MALONE.
in thee hath estimate;] May be counted among the gifts enjoyed by thee. JOHNSON.
Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all
And well deserv'd: Not helping, death's my fee;
King. Make thy demand.
But will you make it even? King. Ay, by my sceptre, and my hopes of hea
Hel. Then shalt thou give me, with thy kingly hand,
What husband in thy power I will command:
To choose from forth the royal blood of France;
King. Here is my hand; the premises observ'd,
prime - Youth; the sprightly vigour of life.
in property-] In property seems to be here used, with much laxity, for-in the duc performance.
9 With any branch or image of thy state:] Branch refers to the collateral descendants of the royal blood, and image to the direct and immediate line. HENLEY..
Give me some help here, ho!-If thou proceed As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed. [Flourish. Exeunt.
Rousillon. A Room in the Countess's Palace.
Enter Countess and Clown.
Count. Come on, sir; I shall now put you to the height of your breeding.
Clo. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly taught: I know my business is but to the court.
Čount. To the court! why, what place make you special, when you put off that with such contempt? But to the court!
Clo. Truly, madam, if God have lent a man any manners, he may easily put it off at court: he that cannot make a leg, put off's cap, kiss his hand, and say nothing, has neither leg, hands, lip, nor cap; and, indeed, such a fellow, to say precisely, were not for the court: but, for me, I have an answer will serve all men.
Count. Marry, that's a bountiful answer, that fits all questions.
Clo. It is like a barber's chair, that fits all buttocks; the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, the brawn-buttock, or any buttock.
Count. Will your answer serve fit to all questions? Clo. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an attorney, as your French crown for taffata punk, your as Tib's rush for Tom's fore-finger, as a pancake for Shrove-Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the nail to his hole, the cuckold to his horn, as a scolding quean to a wrangling knave, as the nun's lip to the friar's mouth; nay, as the pudding to his skin.
Count. Have you, I say, an answer of such fitness for all questions?
Clo. From below your duke, to beneath your constable, it will fit any question,
Count. It must be an answer of most monstrous size, that must fit all demands.
Clo. But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the learned should speak truth of it: here it is, and all that belongs to't: Ask me, if I am a courtier; it shall do you no harm to learn.
Count. To be young again,' if we could: I will be a fool in question, hoping to be the wiser by your answer. I pray you, sir, are you a courtier ?
Clo. O Lord, sir,--There's a simple putting off;-more, more, a hundred of them.
Count. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, that loves you.
Clo. O Lord, sir,-Thick, thick, spare not me. Count, I think, sir, you can eat none of this homely meat.
Clo. O Lord, sir,-Nay, put me to't, I warrant you.
Count. Do you cry, O Lord, sir, at your whipping, and spare not me? Indeed, your O Lord, sir, is very sequent to your whipping; you would answer very well to a whipping, if you were but bound to't.
Clo. I ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my— O Lord, sir: I see, things may serve long, but not
Count. I play the noble housewife with the time, to entertain it so merrily with a fool.
1 To be young again,] The lady censures her own levity in trifling with her jester, as a ridiculous attempt to return back to youth.
O Lord, sir,] A ridicule on that foolish expletive of speech then in vogue at court.
Clo. O Lord, sir,-Why, there't serves well again. Count. An end, sir, to your business: Give Helen this,
And urge her to a present answer back:
Commend me to my kinsmen, and my son;
Clo. Not much commendation to them.
Count. Not much employment for you: You understand me?
Clo. Most fruitfully; I am there before my legs. Count. Haste you again. [Exeunt severally.
Paris. A Room in the King's Palace.
Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES.
Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar things, supernatural and causeless. Hence is it, that we make trifles of terrors; ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.4
Par. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, that hath shot out in our latter times.
Ber. And so 'tis.
Laf. To be relinquished of the artists,——————
Laf. That gave him out incurable,—
modern-] i. e. common, ordinary.
unknown fear.] Fear is here an object of fear.
- authentick fellows,] The epithet authentick was in our author's time particularly applied to the learned.