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Par. Use a more spacious ceremony to the noble
lords ; you have restrained yourself within the list
of too cold an adieu; be more expressive to
them : for they wear themselves in the cap of the
time ; there, do muster true gait, eat, speak, and
move under the influence o? the most received
star ; and though the devil lead the measure, such
are to be followed : after thom, and t^ a more
dilated farewell.

At. And I will do so.

Par. Worthy fellows; and like to prove moat
■Inewy swordmen. [Exeunt Bbr. and Par.

Enter Lafev.

Lqf. Pardon, my lord [kneeUng]^ for me and for
my tidings.

King, I*U fee thee to stand up.

Laf. Then here*s a man stanos that has brought
his pardon.
I would you had kneeVd, my lord, to ask me mercy.
And that, at my bidding, you could so stand up.

King. 1 would I had ; so I had broke thy pate,
And ask^ thee mercy for*t

La/» Good faith, across: But, my good lord, tis
thus;
Will you be cur'd of your infirmity?

Kina, No.

Lqf. 0, will you eat no grapes, my roval fox ?
Yes, but vou wfll, my noble grapes, an if
My royal fox could reach them : I have seen a

medicine,
That^ able to breathe \\(e into a stone ;
Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary.
With sprightly fire and motion ; whose simple touch
Is powerful to araise King Pepin, nay.
To ffive great Charlemain a pen in's hand
And write to her a love-line.

Etna. What her is this?

L(tf. Wh^, doctor she; My lord, there's one



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Se^nter Lafeu, wUh HsLBSAi

Laf. Nay, oome your ways

Kwg. This haste hath wings indeed.

J[^/. Nay, come your ways;
This is his majesty, say your muod to him :
A traitor you do look like ; but such traitors
His majesty seldom fears : I am Cressid's undei
That dare leave two together ; fare you well.

[Exit.

King. Now,fairone,doe0yourbn8ine8sfollowus?

HeL Ay, my good lord.
Gerard de Narbon was my &ther,
In what he did profess well found.

King, I knew him.

Ed. The rather will I spare mj praises towards
him;
Knowing him is enough. On his bed of death
Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one,
Which, as the dearest issue of his practice,
And of his old experience the only darling,
He bade me store up, as a triple eye.
Safer than mme own two, more dear ; I have so:
And, hearing your high majesty is touch 'd
With that malignant cause wherein the honour
Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power,
I come to tender it, and my appliance
With all bound humbleness.

King, We thank you, maiden;

But may not be so credulous of cure,
When our most learned doctors leave us; and
The congregated college have conduded
That labouring art can never ransom Nature
From her inaidable estate, — I say we must not
So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope,
To prostitute our past-cure mahuiy
To empirics ; or to dissever so
Our great self and our credit, to esteem
A senseless help, when help past sense we deem.

HeL My duty then shall pay me for my pains:
I will no more enforce mine office on you;
Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts
A modest one, to bear me back again.

King. I cannot give thee less to be caXVd gratefiiL
Thou thought'st to help me; and such tlianksl

give,
As one near death to those that wish him live:
But what at full I know thou know'st no part;
I knowing all my peril, thou no art

HeL What I can do can do no hurt, to try,
Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy :
He that of greatest works is finisher
Oft does them by the weakest minister :
So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown.
When Jud;^ have been babes. Great floods have

flown
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M jwlf againgl tbe kivd of mine aim ;

Bui know I think, and think I know most sore,

My art is not post power, nor vou past cure.

King. Art thou so confident? WitliiD what space
Hop*8t thoa mj care?

oeL The greatest grace lending grace,

Ere twice the horses of the san shall bring
Their fiery torcher his diomal ring ;
Ere twice in mark and occidental damp
Moist Hesperus hath qaench'd his sleepy lamp ;
Or foar-and-twenty times the pilot's glass
Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass ;
What is infirm from your sound parts shall fly,
Health sitall live firee, and sickness freely die.

King, Upon thy certainty and confidence,
What dar'st thou venture ?

HeL Tax of impudence, —
A strampet*s boldness, a divulged shame, —
Tradao'd by odious ballads ; my maiden'^ 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 :
And what impossibility would slay
In c^jmmon sense, 8en.se saves another way.
Thy life is dear; for all that life can rate
Worth name of life in thee hath estimate ;
Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all
That happiness and prime can happy call :
Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate
Skill infinite, or monstrous desperate.
Sweet practiser, thy physic I will try,
That ministers thine own detth, if 1 die.

Ed. If I break time, or flinch in property
Of what I spoke, nnnitied let me die ;
And well deserved : Not helping, deaths my fee ;
But, if I help, what do you promise me?

King. Make thy demand.

HeL But will yon make it even ?

Ki$ig, Ay, by my sceptre, and my hopes of
heaven.

Ed, Then shalt thou give me, with thy kingly
hand,
What husband in thy power I will command :
ESxempted be from me the arrogance
To choose firom forth the royal blood of Franco;
My low and humblo name to propagate
With any branch or image of thy state :
But such a one, thy vassal, whom 1 know
li Area for me to ask, thee to bestow.

King, Here is my hand ; the premises observed,
Thy will by my performance shall be served ;
So make the choice of thy own time, for I,
Thy resolved patient, on thee still rely.
More should 1 question thee, and more I must :
Though more to know could not be more to

trust;
From whence thou earnest, how tended on,— But

rest
Unquestioned welcome, and undoubted blessVl. —
Qive me some help here, ho 1— If thou proceed
As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed.
[Flourith, Eaoeuni,

SOENB IL— Bousillon. A Boom m (Ae Coun-
tess's Polace.

Enter Oouhtess and Clown.

OomU* Come on, sir; I shall now pat yoa to
die height of yoor breeding.

Olo» I will show myself bi|;bly fed, and lowly
taoght: 1 know mj bosmeai is bat to the court



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CounJL To the court I why, what place make
you special, when you put off that Mrith such con-
temnt — But to the court!

Olo, Truly, madam, if GK)d have lent a num anj
manners, he may easily put it off at court : he tha'
cannot make a leg, put offs cap, kiss his hand
and say nothing, has neither leg, hands, lip, noi
cap; and, indeed, such a fellow, to say precisely
were not for the court : but for me, I have ar
answer will serve all men.

Count, MarrYf that's a bountiful answer that
fits all questions.

Cio, It is like a barber's chair, that fits all but
tocks; the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, the
brawn-buttock, or any buttock.

Count, Will your answer serve fit to all
qaestions?

do. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an
attorney, as your French crown for your taffiita
punk, as Tib's rush for Tom's forefinger, as a pan-
cake for Shrove-Tuesday. a morris for May-day
as the nail to his hole, the cuckold to hit 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
coastable, it will fit any question.

Count, It must be an an-swer of most monstrouf
size that must fit all demands.

Clo. But a trifie neither, in good faith^if thf
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 wisei
by your «nswer~I pray you, sir, are yoa •
oourtier?

Ch, Lord, sir, There^ 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, Lord, sir, — Nay, put me to*t, I warrant
you.

Count, Tou were lately whipped, sir, as I think.

do, O Lord, sir, — Spare not me.

Count, Do you cry, " Lord, sur," at your
whipping, and "spare not me?" Indeed, jrom
** O Lord, sir," is very sequent to your whipping ;
you would answer very well to a whipping, if you
were but bound tot.

do, 1 ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my —
** Lord, sir :** I see thbgs may serve long, bat
not serve ever.

Count. I play the noble housewife with the time,
to entertain it so merrily With a fooL

Clo, O Lord, sir,— Why, theret serves well
again.

Count. An end^ sir: To yoor business: Give
Helen this.
And arge her to a present answer backj
Commend me to my kinsmen, and my son;
This is not much.

Clo, Not much commendation to them

Count, Not much employment for yoa: Ton
understand me?

Clo, Most fruitfUny; I am there before my
legs.

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8CENB IIL— Ftfis. A Boom m the King^s
Palace.

Enter Bbbtkah, Lafsu, and Pasolles.

Lqf. They say, miracles are past ; and vre have
our philosophic^ persons, to make modern and
fiimiliar things sapernatural and causeless. Hence
it is that we make trifles of terrors; ensconcing
oarselves into seeming knowledge, when we
shoald submit ourselves to an unknown fear.

Par. Why, tis the rarest argument of wonder
that hath shot out in our latter times.

Per, And so Hia,

La/, To be relinquished of the artists, —

Pa^ So I say; fa<>th of Qalen and Paracelsus.

Xq/l Of all tne learned and authentic fellows,—

Par, Right, so I say.

Ltnf, That gaye him ont incurable, —

Poor. Why, there 'tis ; so say I too,

Id{f. Not to be helped, —

Par, Right: as 't were a man assured of an^

Lqf, Uncertain life, and sure death.

Par. Just, yon say well ; so would I have said*

Lof. I may truly say, it is a noyelty to the
world.

Par. It is indeed : if yon will haye it in showing,
yon shall read it in,— what do you call there ?

Xq/1 A showing of a heavenly effect in an
earthly actor.

Par, That's it: I would have said the very
same.

Laf. Why, your dolphin is not lustier: Tore me
I speak in respect—

Par. Nay, His strange, tis ybtj strange, that
is the brief and the tedious of it; and he*s of a
most facinorions spirit that will not acknowledge it
to be the—

Lqf, Very hand of Heaven.

Pdr, Ay, so I say.

Laf, In a most weak —

Par. And debile minister, great power, great
transcendence: which should, indeed, give us a
further use to be made, than alone the recovery
of the king, as to be —

Lqf, Qenerally thankful.

J^iferKiHCi, Helena, oni Attendants.

Par, I would have said it; yon say welL Here
oomes the king.

Lqf. Lustick, as the Dutchman says : 111 like
a maid the better whilst I have a tooth in my
liead : Why, he's able to lead her a coranto.

Par, Mortdu Vinmgrel Is not this Helen?

L(^, 'Fore God, I think so.

Ktng, Go, call before me all the lords in court.
[Exit an Attendant



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Lc/, I'd give bay Curtal, and his fbmitnre,
My mouth no more were broken than

boys*,
And writ as little beard.

King, Peruse them well :

Not one of those but had a noble father.

Hd. Gentlemen,
Heaven hath, through me, restor'd Ae king tc
health.

AU, We understand it, and thank Heaven for
you.

Hd, I am a simple maid ; and therein wealthiest,
That, I protest, 1 simply am a maid : —
Please it your majesty, I have done already:
The blushes in my cheeks thus whisper me, —
** We blush, that thou shouldst choose ; bat, be

refus'd.
Let the white death sit on thy cheek for ever;
Well ne'er come there again."

King. Make choice; and, see.

Who shuns thy love shuns all bis love in me.

Hd. Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly;
And to imprial Love, that god most high.
Do my sighs stream.— Sir, will yon hear my
suit?

1 Lord, And grant it

Ed, Thanks, sir ; all the rest is mute

Lc^. I had rather be m this choice than throw
am&sace for my life.
Hd, The honour, sir, that flames inyourfUr
eyes.
Before I Fpeak, too threateningly replies :
Love make your fortunes twenty times aboT6
Her that so vrishes, and her humble love I

2 Lord, No better, if you please.

Hd. My wish receive.

Which great Love grant! and so I take my leave.

Laf. Do all they deny her ? An they were
sons of mine, I'd have them whipped; or I would
send them to the Turk, to make eunuchs of.

Hd, Be not afraid [to a Lordj that I your hand
should take;
111 never do you wrong for your own sake:
Blessing upon your vows I and in your bed
Find fairer fortune, if you ever wed!

Lqf. These boys are boys of ice, they'll none
have her : sure tney are bastards to the English
the French ne'er got them.

Hd, You are too young, too happy,and too good,
To make yourself a son out of my blood.

4 Lord, Fair one, I think not so.

Lqf. There's one grape yet,— I am sure tiiy
fiither drank wme.— But if tliou be'st not an ass, I
am a youth of fourteen; I have known thee
already.

Hd, I dare not say I take you; [to BmnBAM]



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She hftd her breeding at my father*8 charge :
A poor physician^ daughter my wife I - Disdam
Rather corrupt rae ever !

King, *Tis only title thoa disdain^ in her, the
which
I can baild ufk Strange is it, that onr bloods,
Of colour, weight, and heat, pour'd all together,
Would quite oonfound distinction, yet stand off
In differences so mighty : If she be
All that u virtuous (save what thou dislik^st,
A poor physician's daughter), thou dislik'st
Of virtue for the name : but do not so :
From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,
The place is dignified by the doer's deed:
Where great additions swell, and virtue none,
It is a dropsied honour : good alone
Is good without a name ; vileness is so ;
The property by what it is should go,
Not by the title. She is young, wise^ fair ;
In th^ to nature she^s immediate heir,
And these breed honour : that is honour's scorn,
Which challenges itself as honour^s born,
And is not like the sire : Honours best thrive,
When rather &om our acts we them derive
Than our fore-goers: the mere word's a slave
Deboeh'd on every tomb, on every grave
A lying trophy : and as oft is dumb.
Where dust, and damn'd oblivion, is the tomb
Of honour'd bones indeed. What should be said ?
If thou canst like this creature as a maid,
I can oreate the rest : virtue, and she,
b her own dower; honour and wealth from me.

Ber, I cannot love her, nor will strive to do't.

King, Thou wrongest thyself, if thou shouldst
strive to ohoose.

EeL That yon are well restored, my lord, I'm
gUd;
Let the rest go.

King, My honour^ at the stake; which to defeat,
( must produce my power : Here, take her hand.
Proud scornful boy, unworthy this good gift,
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My love, and her desert ; that canst not dream.

We, poizing us in her defective scale.

Shall weigh thee to the beam ; that wilt not know



It b in us to pUnt thine honour, where

We please to have it grow : Check thy contempt :

Obey our will, which travails in thy good :

Believe not thy disdain, but presently

Do thine own fortunes that obedient right

Which both thy duty owes and our power claims ;

Or I will throw thee from my care tor ever.

Into the staggers, and the careless lapse

Of youth and ignorance, both my reven^ and hate

Loosing upon uiee, in the name of justice,

Without ail terms of pitj: Speak 1 thine answer !

Ber, Pardon, my gracious lord ; for I submit
My fancy to your eyes : When I consider
What great creation, and what dole of honour,

PliAfl Wfhora •xmn \ni\ if T liTirl fhof eha whw.li la»o



Expecting absent fhendg. As thou lov^ her,
Thy love's to me religious ; else, does err.

[Exeunt Kno, Beb., Hel., Lords
caid Attendants

Lttf, Do yon hear, monsieur ? a word with yon

ilir. Your pleasure, sir?

Laf. Your lord and master did well to make hii
recantation.

Par, Kecantation?— Mylord? my master?

Laf, Ay : is it not a language I speak?

Par, A most harsh one ; and not to be under
stood without bloody succeeding. My master ?

Laf. Are you companion to the Count Rousiilon ?

Par. To any count; to all counts; to what is
man.

L^f, To what is C0Qnt*s man ; count's master is
of another style.

Par. You are too old, sir : let it satisfy you
you are too old.

Laf. I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to
which title age cannot bring thee.

Par, What I dare too well do I dare not do.

Laf, I did think thee, for two ordinaries, to be
a pretty wise fellow ; thou didst make tolerable
vent of thy travel; it might pass: yet the scarfs
and the bannerets about tnee did manifoldly
dissuade me from believing thee a vessel of too
great a burthen. I have now found thee; when I
lose thee again I care not : yet art thou good for
nothing but taking up ; and that thou art scarce
worth.

Par. Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity
upon thee,—

Laf, Do not plunge thyself too fiiu: in anger,
lest thou hasten thy trial ;— which if— Lord have
mercy on thee for a hen I So, my good window of
lattice, fare thee well ; thy casement I need not
open, for I look through tbee. Give me thy hand.

Par, lAj lord, you give me most egregious
indignity. [of it.

Lcf, Ay, with all my heart; and thou art worthy

Par, I have not, my lord, deserved it

Laf Yes, good faith, every dram of it : and I
will not bate thee a scruple.

Par, Well, I shall be wiser.

Laf Even as soon as thou canst, for thou hast
to pull at a smack o' the contrary. If ever thou
be^t bound in thy scarf, and beaten, thou shalt
find what it is to be proud of thy bondage. 1 have
a desire to hold my acquaintance with thee, or
rather my knowledge, that I may say, in the
default, he is a man I know.

Par, My lord, you do me meet imrapportaWe
vexation. . - . i.

Laf I would it were hdl-pams for thy sake,
and my poor doing eternal: for doing I am past,
as I will by thee, in -what motion age will g^J®^

^P^. WeU, thoa hast a son shall take this ^
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/>/. Who? God?

Par, Ay, sir.

Laf, The deril it Ib that^ thj master. Why
dost thou garter up thy arms o' this fafihion? dost
make hose of thj sleeves? do other servants so?
ThoQ wert best set thy lower part where thy nose
stands. By mine honour, if I were but two hours
younger, I'd beat thee: methinks, thou art a

fneral offence, and every man should beat thee,
think thou wast created for men to breathe
themselves upon thee. [lord.

Par, This is bard and undeserved measure, my
La/. Qo to, sir ; you were beaten in Italy for
picking a kemal out of a promegranate; you are a
vagabond, and no true traveller: you are more
saucy witli lords and honourable personages, than
the commission of your birth and virtue gives
you heraldry. You are not worth another word,
else l*d call you knave. I leave you* [JSxit,

Enter Bertram.
Par. Good, reiy good; it is so then.— Good,



my good ; let it be concealed a while.

£er. Undone, and forfeited to cares for ever I

Par, What's the matter, sweet heart ?

Per. Although before the solemn priest I have
•worn, I will not bed her.

Par, What? what, sweet heart ?

Per. my Parolles, they have married me : —
111 to the Tuscan wars, and never bed her.

Par. France is a dog-hole, and it no more merits
The tread of a man 1b foot : to the wars 1

Per. There^ letters from my mother; what the
import is, I know not vet

Par, Ay, that would be known : To the wars,
my boy, to the wars I
He wears his honour in a box unseen
That hugs hia kickie-wickie here at home;
Spending his manly marrow in her arms.
Which should sustain the bound and high onry«t
Of Mars^ fiery steed: To other regions!
France is a stable ; we, that dwell in't, jades ;
Therefore, to the war 1

Per. It shall be so ; 111 send her to my house ;
AcQuaint my mother with my hate to her.
Ana wherefore I am fled ; write to the king
That which I durst not speak : His present gift
Shall furnish me to those Italian fields,
Where noble fellows strike : War is no strife
To the dark house, and the detested wife.

/Vir. Will this ca|iricio hold in thee, art sure?

Per, Go with me to my chamber, and advise me.
Ill send her straight away : To-morrow
111 to the wars, she to her single sorrow.

Par. Why, these balls bound ; there's noiae in it.
•Tishard:

A young man married is a man that% marr^ :
Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go:



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EeL What two things?

Clo. One, tliat she k not hi heaven, whither Qod
send her quickly ! the other, that she% in earth,
from whence (jiod send her quickly !

i^i^ Parollks.

Ptar. Bless you, my fortunate lady!
Ed. I hope, sir, I have your good will to have
mine own good fortunes.

Par, Tou had my pravers to lead them on . ana
to keep tliem on, have them still.— O, my knave I
How does my old hidy ?

Clo, 8o that you had her wrinkles, and I her
money, I would she did as you say.
Par. Why, I say nothing.
Clo. Marry, you are the wiser man : for many
a man's tongue shakes out his masters undoing:
To say nothing, to do nothing, to know nothing,
and to have nothing, is to be a great part of your
title; which is within a yerj little of nothing.
Par, Away, thou Vt a knave.
Clo. You should have said, air, before a knave
thou Yt a knave ; that is, before me thou*rt a knave :
this had been truth, sir.
Par. Go to, thou art a witty fool ; I have found

thee.
Clo. Did you find me in yourself, sir ? or were
you taught to find me? Toe search, sir, was pro-
fitable ; and much fool may you find in you, even
to the worlds pleasure, and the increase ot laughter.

Par. A good knave, i'faith, and well fed. —
Madam, my lord will go away to-night:
A very serious business calls on him.
The great prerogative and ri^bt of love,
Whid), as your due, time chuma, he does acknow-
ledge;
But puts it off to a compell'd restraint;
Whose want, and whose delay, is strewed with

sweets,
Which they distil now in the curbed time,
To make the ooming hour o'erflow with joy,
And pleasure drown the brim.
Ed. What's his will else?

Par. That yon will take your instant leave o' the
king.
And make this haste as your own good proceeding,
Strengthened with what apology you think
Minr make it probable need.
Ed, What more commands he ?

Jar. That, having this obtiiin'd, you presently
Attend his further pleasure.
Ed. In everything I wait upon his will.
Par. I shall report it so.
Ed, I pray you. — Come, sirrah.

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Enter Paroixes.
Bar* llicse ihings ehall be done, sir.

[TbBEBTlUlC*

Lqf» Pray yon, Bfr, who% his tailor ?

Far. Sir?

Lc^, 0, 1 know him well : Ay, sir ; he, sir, is a
good workman, a rery good tailor.

Ber, Issbegonetotheking? [iisufetoPABOLLES.

Par. She is.

Ber. Will she away to-night?

Ptir. As youll have her.

Bcr, I have writ my letters, casketed my
treasure,
Given order for our horses ; and to-night,
When I should take possession of the bride,
End, ere I do begin.

Laf, A good traveller is something at the latter
end of a dumer ; but one ttiat lies three-thirds, and
uses a known truth to pass a thousand nothings
with« should be once heard, and thrice beaten. —
Qcd save you, captain.

Bar, Is there any unkindness between my lord
and yon, monsieur?

Ptir, I know not how I hare deserved to run
into my lord's displeasure.

La^. Ton have m&de shift to run into% boots
and spurs and all, like him tiiat leaped into the
custard ; and out of it youll run again, rather than
nffer question for your r^idence.

Ber, It may be yon have mistaken him, my lord.

Laf. And shall do so ever, though I took him
at hit prayers. Fare yon well, my lord; and
belieYO this of me, there can be no kernel in this
li^ht nut ; the soul of this man is his clothes: trust
cmi not in matter of heavy consequence ; I have
kept of them tame, and know their natures. — Fare-
ireil, monsieur: I liave spoken better of you than
f on have or will deserve at my liand ; but we
must do good against evil. [Eadt.

Par. An idle lord, I swear.

Ber. I think so.



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