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A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austria, King. I fill a place, I know't-How long is'te
Some six months since, my lord. 1 Lord.
His love and wisdom, King. If he were living, I would try him yet; Approv'd so to your majesty, may plead Lend me an arm; the rest have worn me out For amplest credence.
With several applications :-nature and sickness King,
He hath arm'd our answer, Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count ; And Florence is denied before he comes : My son's no dearer. Yet, for our gentlemen, that mean to see
Thank your majesty. The Tuscan service, freely have they leave
(Ereunt. Flourish. To stand on either part. 2 Lord. It may well serve
SCENE III. Rousillon.
A Room in the Countess's Palace.
What's he comes here? Enter Countess, Steward, and Clown.
Count. I will now hear: what say you of this
gentlewoman? 1 Lord, It is the count Rousillon, my good lord, Stew. Madam, the care, I have had toeven King. Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face; lendar of my past endeavours; for then we Frank nature, rather curious than in haste, wound our modesty, and make foul the clearHath well compos'd thee. Thy father's moral ness of our deservings, when of ourselves wo parts
publish them. May'st thou inherit too ! Welcome to Paris.
Count. What does this knave here? Get yon Ber. My thanks and duty are your majesty's gone, sirrah: The complaints I have heard of King. I would I had that corporal soundness you, 'I do not all believe; 'tis my slowness, that now,
1 do not : for I know, you lack not folly to comAs when thy father, and myself, in friendship mit them, and have ability enough to make such Fast tried our soldiership! He did look far knaveries yours. luto the service of the time, and was
Clo. "Tis not unknown to you, madam, I am Discipled of the bravest : he lasted long;
a poor fellow. But on us both did baggish age steal on,
Count. Well, sir. And wore us out of act. It much repairs me Clo. No, madam, 'tis not so well, that I am To talk of your good father: In his youth poor; though many of the rich are damned : He had the wit, which I can well observe But, if I may have your ladyship's good will to Today in our young lords; but they may jest, go to the world, Isbel the woman and I will do Till their own scorn retwn to them unnoied,
as we may Ere they can hide their levity in honour.
Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar ?
Clo. I do beg your good will in this case
Count. In what case ? His equal had awak'd them; and his honour, Clo. In Isbel's case, and mine own. Service u Clock to itself, knew the true minute when no heritage: and, I think, I shall never have the Exception bid him speak, and, at this time, blessing of God, 'till i have issue of my body; His tongue obey'd his hand : who were below for, they say, bearns are blessings. him
Count. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry. He us'd as creatures of another place;
Clo. My poor body, madam, requires it: I am And bow'd his eminent top te their low ranks, driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go, Making them proud of his humility,
that the devil drives. In their poor praise he humbled : Such a man Count. Is this all your worship's reason? Might be a copy to these younger times;
Clo. Faith, madam, 1 have other holy reasons, Which, follow'd well, would demonstrate them such as they are.
Count. May the world know them? Bnt goers backward.
Clo. I have been, madam, a wicked creature, Ber.
His good remembrance, sir, as you and all flesh and blood are: and, indeed, Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb; I do marry, that I may repent. So in approof lives not his epitaph,
Count. Thy marriage, sooner than thy wick. As in your royal speech.
edness. King. Would, I were with him! He would
Clo. I am out of friends, madam, and I hope always say,
to have friends for my wife's sake. (Methinks I hear him now; his plausive words Count. Such friends are thine enemies, knave He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them, Clo. You are shallow, madam; e'en great To grow there and to bear) --Let me not live,- friends for the kaaves come to do that for me, Thus his good melancholy oft began,
which I am aweary of. He, that ears my land, On the catastrophe and heel of pastime, spares my team, and gives me leuve to inn the When it was out,-let me not live, quoth he, crop: if I be his cuckolo he's my drudge: He, After my fame lacks oil, to be the snuff that comforts my wife, is the cherisher of my of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses flesh and blood; he, that cherches my flesh and Au but new things disdain; whose judgments blood, loves my flesh and bloos: be, that loves are
my flesh and blood is my friend: ergo,
he that Mere fathers of their garments ; whose con- kisses my wife, is my friend. If nun could be stancies
contented to be what they are, then were no Expire before their fashions - This he fear in marriage: for young Charbon the puriwish'd:
tan, and old Poysam the papist, howsoe'e their I, after him, do after him wish too,
hearts are severed in religion, their beads
re Since I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home, both one, they may joll horns together, like any I quickly were dissolved from my hive,
deer i' the herd. To give some labourers room.
Count. Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouthed and 2 Lord
You are lov'd, sir ; calumnious knave? They, that least lend it you, shall lack you Clo. A prophet I, madam; and I speak the first.
itruth the next way.
For I the ballad will repeat,
By our remembrances of days forgone,
Her eye is sick on't ; I observe her now.
You know, Helen. Stew. May it please you, madam, that he bid I am a mother to you.
Hel. Mine honourable mistress. Helen come to you; of her I am to speak.
Count. Count. Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman, I would
Nay, a mother; speak with her; Helen 1 mean.
Why not a mother? When I said, a mother,
(Singing. That you start at it? I say, I am your mother;
And put you in the catalogue of those
That were enwombed mine: 'Tis often seen,
Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds
A native slip to us from foreign seeds:
You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan,
Yet I express'd to you a mother's care :
To say, I am thy mother ? What's the matter,
That this distemper'd messenger of wet, Count. What, one good in ten; you corrupt The many-colourd Iris, rounds thine eye? the song, sirrah.
Why?--that you are my daughter ? Clo. One good woman in ten, madam; which
That I am not. is a purifying o' the song: 'Would God would Count. I say, I am your mother. serve the world so all the year! we'd find no Hel.
Pardon, madam; fault with the tithe-woman, it I were the par- The count Rousillon cannot be my brother: son: One in ten, quoth a'! an we might have a I am from humble, he from honour'd name; good woman born, but on every blazing star, No note upon my parents, his all noble : or at an earthquake, 'twould mend the lottery My master, my dear lord'he is; and 1 well; a man may draw his heart out, ere he His servant live, and will his vassal die : pluck one.
He must not be my brother. Count. You'll begone, sir knave, and do as I Count.
Nor I your mother? command you?
Hel. You are my mother, madam; 'Would, Clo. That man should be at woman's com
you were mand, and yet no hurt done !--Though honesty (So that, my lord, your son, were not my brobe no puritan, yet it will do no hurt; it will ther) wear the surplíce of humility over the black Indeed, my mother !—or were you both our gown of a big heart.--I am going, forsooth: the mothers, business is for Helen to come hither. [Exit Clown. I care no more for, than I do for heaven, Count. Well, now.
So I were not his sister: Can't no other, Stew. I know, madam, you love your gentle. But, I your danghter, he must be my brother ? woman entirely
Count. Yes, Helen, you might be my daughter Count. Faith, 1 do: her father bequeathed her
in-law; to me; and she herself, without other advantage, God shield, you mean it not! daughter and momay lawfully make title to as much love as she ther, finds: there is more owing her, than is paid ; So strive upon your pulse : What, pale again? and more shall be paid her, than she'll demand. My fear háth catch'd your fondness : Now I see Stew. Madam, I was very late more near her The mystery of your loneliness, and find than, I think, she wished me! alone she was, Your salt tears' head. Now to all sense 'tis gross, and did communicate to herself, her own words You love my son ; invention is asham'd, to her own ears; she thought, I dare vow for her, Against the proclamation of thy passion, they touched not any stranger sense.
Her mat. To say, thou dost not : therefore, tell me true : ter was, she loved your son: Fortune, she said, But tell me then, 'tis so :-for, look, thy cheeks was no goddess, that had put such difference Confess it, one to the other: and thine eyes betwixt their two estates; Love, no god, that See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours, would not extend his might, only where qualities That in their kind they speak it: only sin were level ; Diana, no queen of virgins, that And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue, would suffer her poor knight to be surprised, That truth should be suspected : Speak, is't so ? without rescue, in the first assault or ransomé If it be so, you have wound a goodly clue; afterward : This she delivered in the most bitter If it be not, forswear'! : howe'er 1 charge thee, touch of sorrow, that e'er I heard virgin exclaim As heaven shall work in me for thine avail, in : which I held my duty, snedily to acquaint To tell me truly. you withal; sithence, in the loss that may hap- Hel.
Good madam, pardon me! pen, it concerns you somaning to know it. Count. Do you love my son ? Count. You have diaharged this honestly; Hel.
Your pardon, noble mistress! keep it to yourself: nany likelihoods informed
Count. Love you my son ? me of this before, which hung so tottering in Hel.
Do not you love him, madam ?
Have to the full appeach'd.
Then, I confess,
if we are nature's, these are ours; this thorn That before you, and next unto high heaven, Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong; I love your son :
Our blood to us, this to our blood is born ; My friends were poor, but honest; so's my love ; It is the show and seal of nature's truth,
Be not offended ; for it hurts not him, Where love's strong passion is impress'd in That he is lov'd of me: I follow him not youth:
By any token of presumptuous suit;
Nor would I have him, till I do deserve him ; Do not throw from you ;-and you, my lord, Yet never know how that desert should be.
farewell :I know I love in vain, strive against hope ; Share the advice betwixt you: if both gain all, Yet, in this captious and intenible sieve, The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis receiv'd, I still pour in the waters of my love,
And is enough for both. And lack not to lose still : thus, Indian-like, 1 Lord.
It is our hope, sir, Religious in mine error, I adore
After well enter'd soldiers, to return The sun, that looks upon his worshipper, And find your grace in health. But knows of him no more. My dearest madam, King. No, no, it cannot be ; and yet my heart Let not your hale encounter with my love, Will not confess he owes the malady For loving where you do: but, if yourself, That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth,
lords; Did ever, in so true a flame of liking,
Whether I live or die, be you the sons Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher Italy Was both herself and love; then, give pity
(Those 'bated, that inherit but the fall To her, whose state is such, that cannot choose of the last monarchy) see, that you come Bat lend and give, where she is sure to lose; Not to woo honour, but to wed it! when That seeks not to find that her search implies, The bravest questant shrinks, find what you But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies.
seek, Count. Had you not lately an intent, speak That fame may cry you loud: 1 say, farewell. truly,
2 Lord. Health, at your bidding, serve your To go to Paris ?
majesty! Hel. Madam, I had.
King. Those girls of Italy, take heed of them; Count.
Wherefore ? tell true. They say, our French lack language to deny, Hel. I will tell truth; by grace itself, I swear, if they demand : beware of being captives, You know, my father lese me some prescriptions Before you serve. Of rare and proved effects, such as his reading, Both. Our hearts receive your warnings. And manifest experience, had collected
King. Farewell.--Come hither to me. For general sovereignty; and that he will'd me
[The King retires to a couch. In heedfulest reservation to bestow them,
1 Lord. O my sweet lord, that you will stay As notes, whose faculties inclusive were,
behind us ! More than they were in note: amongst the nest, Par. 'Tis not his fault; the sparkThere is a remedy, approvd, set down,
O, 'tis brave wars! To cure the desperate languishes, whereof
Par. Most admirable : I have seen those The king is render'd lost. Count.
This was your motive Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a coil For Paris, was it 7 speak.
with; Hel. My lord your son made me to think of Too young, and the next year, and 'tis too this;
early, Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king, Par. An thy mind stand to it, boy, steal away Had, from the conversation of my thoughts,
ely. Haply, been absent then.
Ber. I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock, Count.
But think you, Helen, Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry, He would receive it? He and his physicians
Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, If you should tender, your supposed aid,
But one to dance withi By heaven, I'll steal Are of a mind; he, that they cannot help him ; away They, that they cannot help: How shall they 1 Lord. There's honour in the theft. credit
Commit it, count. A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, 2 Lord. I am your accessary; and so farewell. Embowell'd of their doctrine, have left off Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tor The danger to itself?
tured body. Hel.
There's something hints, I Lord. Farewell, captain. More than my father's skill which was the 2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles ! greatest
Par. Noble heroes, my sword and yours are Of his profession, that his good receipt kin. Good sparks and lustrous, a word, good Shall, for my legacy, be sinctified
metals :-You shall find in the regiment of the By the luckiest stars in heaven : and, would pinii, one captain Spurio, with his cicatrice, an your honour
emblem of war, here on his sinister cheek'; it But give me leave to try success, I'd venture was Whis very sword entrenched it: say to him I The well-tost life of mine on his grace's cure, live; and observe his reports for me. By such a day, and hour.
2 Lord. We shall, noble captain. Count.
Dost thou believe'l?| Par. Mak dote on you for his novices! [Ex. Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly.
eunt Lords.) What will you do Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave, Ber. Stay; the king
[Seeing him rise. and love,
Par. Use a mere specious ceremony to the Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings noble lords; you have restrained yourself withTo those of mine in court ; I'll stay at home,
in the list of ioo cold in adieu : be more expres. And pray God's blessing into thy attempt:
sive to them; for they wear themselves in the Begone tomorrow; and be sure of this, cap of the time, there do suster true gait; eat, What I can help thee to thou shalt not miss. speak, and move under the lfluence of the most
[Exeunt. received star; and though the devil lead the
measure, such are to be followd: afterthem,
and take a more dilated farewell.
Ber. And I will do so.
Par. Worthy fellows: and like to Playe most A Room in the King's Palace. Flourish.
[Exeunt Bertram and Pailles Enter King, with young Lords taking leave for the Florentine war; Bertram, Parolles, and
Enter Lafeu. Attendants.
Laf. Pardon, my lord, [Kneeling.) for me and King. Farewell, young lord. these warlike for my tidings. principles
King. I'll fee thee to stand up.
Then here's a man Our great self and our credit, to esteem Stands, that has brought his pardon. I would, A senseless help, when help past sense we deem. you
Hel. My duty then shall pay me for my pains: Had kneeld, my lord, to ask me mercy; and I will no more enforce mine office on you; That at my bidding, you could so stand up. Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts King. I would, I had; so I had broke thy pate, A modest one, to Lear me back again. And ask'd thee mercy for't.
King. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd Laf.
Goodfaith, across : grateful : But, my good lord, 'tis thus; Will you be card Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I Of your infirmity ?
give, King. No.
As one near death to those that wish him live; Laf.
0, will you eat But, what at full I know, thou know'st no part; No grapes, my royal fox ? yes, but you will, I knowing all my peril, thou no art. My noble grapes, an if iny royal fox
Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, Could reach them: I have seen a medicine, Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy: That's able to breathe life into a stone;
He that of greatest works is finisher, Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary, Oft does them by the weakest minister: With spritely fire and motion; whose simple So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown, touch
When judges have been babes. Great floods have Is powerful to araise king Pepin, nay,
flown To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand, From simple sources; and great seas have dried, And write to her a love-line.
When miracles have by the greatest been denied.
What her is this? Oft expectation fails, and most oft there Laf. Why, doctor she: My lord, there's one Where most it promises; and oft it hits, arriv'd,
Where hope is coldest, and despair most sits. If you will see her, -now, by my faith and King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, honour,
kind maid; If seriously I may convey my thoughts Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid : In this my light deliverance, I have spoke Profiers, not took, reap thanks for their reward. With one, that, in her sex, her years, profes- Hel. Inspired merit so by breath is barr'd: sion,
It is not so with him that all things knows, Wisdom, and constancy, hath amaz'd me more As 'tis with us that square our guess by shows: Than I dare blame my weakness : Will you see But most it is presumption in us, when her,
The help of heaven we count the act of men. (For that is her demand,) and know her busi- Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent; ness?
Of heaven, noi me, make an experiment. That done, laugh well at me.
I am not an impostor, that proclaim King:
Now, good Lafeu, Myself against the level of mine aim; Bring in the admiration; that we with thee But know I think, and think I know most sure, May spend our wonder too, or take off thine, My art is not past power, nor you past cure. By wond'ring how thou took'st it.
King. Art thou so confident? Within what Nay, I'll fit you,
space And not be all day neither. [Erit Lafen. Hop'st thou my cure ? King. Thus he his special nothing ever pro- Hel. The greatest grace lending grace, logues.
Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring
Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring ;
Ere twice in murk and occidental damp
Moist Hesperns hath gnench'd his sieepy lamp; King.
This haste hath wings indeed. Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass Laf. Nay, come your ways:
Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass; This is his majesty, say your mind to him : What is infirm from your sound parts shall fiy, A traitor you do look like; but such traitors Health shall live free, and sickness freely die. His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle,
Kind Upon thy certainty and confidence, That dare leave two together; fare you well.
T:x of impudence, King. Now, fair one, does your business foi- A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame, low us?
Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name Hel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narben was Sear'd otherwise ; no worse of worst extended, My father ; in what he did profess, well round. With vilest torture let my life be ended. King. I knew him.
King. Methinks, in thee some blessed spirit Hel. The rather will I spare my praises towards
doth speak; him;
His powerful sound, within an organ weak: Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death And what impossibility would slay Many receipts he gave me; riefly one, In common sense, sense saves another way. Which,
as the dearest issue of his practice, Thy life is dear; for all, that life can rate And of his old experience the only darling, Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate: He bade me store up, as a triple eye,
Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all Safer than mine owr 'wo, more deare I have so : That happiness and prime can happy call: And hearing your.ligh majesty is touch'd Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate With that malimant cause wherein the honour Skill infinite, or monstrous desperate. Of my dear fạner's gift stands chief in power, Sweet practiser, thy physick I will try; I come to taider it, and my appliance, That ministers thine own death, if I die. With all sound humbleness.
Hel. If I break time, or flinch in property King
We thank you, maiden ; Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die; But may not be so crednlous of cure,
And well deserved : Not helping, death's my fee; wien our most learned doctors leave us; and But, if I help, what do you promise me? me congregated college have concluded
King. Make thy demand. That labouring art can never ransome nature Hel.
But will you make it even 3 From her inaidable estate,- say we must not So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope,
King; Ay, by my sceptre, and my hopes of
heaven. To prostitute our past-cure malady
Hel. Then shalt thou give me, with thy kingly 'To empiricks; or to dissever so
What husband in thy power I will command: answer very well to a whipping, if you were but Exempted be from me the arrogance
bound to't. To choose from forth the royal blood of France; Clo. I ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my My low and humble name to propagate -O Lord, sir : I see, things may serve long With any branch or impage of thy state:
but not serve ever. But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know Count. I play the noble housewife with the time, Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.
to entertain it so merrily with a fool.
This is not much.
Count. Not much employment for you: You Unquestion'd welcome, and undoubted blest. understand me? Give me some help here, ho !-If thou proceed Clo. Most fruitfully; I am there before my legs As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed. Count. Haste you again. [Exeunt severally
SCENE II. Paris. A Room in the King's SCENE II. Rousillon.
Enter Bertram, Lafeu, and Parolles.
Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we
have our philosophical persons, to make modern Count. Come on, sir; I shall now put you to and familiar things, supernatural and causeless. she height of your breeding..
Hence is it, that we make trifles of terrors: Clo. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, taught: I know my business is but to the court when we should submit ourselves to an unknown
Count. To the court! why, what place make fear. you special, when you put off that with such Par. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, contempt? But to the court !
that hath shot out in our latter times. Clo. Truly, madam, if God have lent a man Ber. And so 'tis. any manners, he may easily put it off at court :/ Laf. To be relinquish'd of the artists, he that cannot make a leg, put off's cap, kiss his Par. So I say, both of Galen and Paracelsus. hand, and say nothing, has neither leg, hands, Laf. Of all the learned and authentick fel. lip, nor cap; and, indeed, such a fellow, to say lows,-. precisely, were not for the court: but, for me, 1 Par. Right, so I say. have an answer will serve all men.
Laf. That gave him out incurable, Count. Marry, that's a bountiful answer, that Par. Why, there 'tis ; so say I too. fits all questions.
Laf. Not to be helped, Clo. It is like a barber's chair, that fits all but. Par. Right: as 'twere a man assured of an tocks; the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, the Laf. Uncertain life, and sure death. brawn-buttock, or any buttock.
Par. Just, you say well; so would I have said. Count. Will your answer serve fit to all ques- Laf: I may truly say, it is a novelty to the tions?
world. Clo. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an Par. It is indeed: if you will have it in showattorney, as your French crown for your taffata ing, you shall read it in-What do you cal punk, as Tib's rush for Tom's fore-finger, as a there ?pancake for Shrove Tuesday, a morris for May- Laf: A showing of a heavenly effect in an day, as the nail to his hole, the cuckold to his earthly actor. horn, as a scolding quean to a wrangling knave, Par. That's it I would have said ; the very as the nun's lip to the friar's mouth; nay, as the same. pudding to his skin.
Laf. Why, your dolphin is not lustier : 'fora Count. Have you, I say, an answer of such fit- me I speak in respect ness for all questions?
Par. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that Clo. From below your duke, to beneath your is the brief and the tedious of it; and he is of a constable, it will fit any question.
most facinorous spirit, that will not acknowledge Count. It must be an answer of most monstrous it to be the size, that must fit all demands.
Laf. Vory hand of heaven. Clo. But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the Par. Ay, so I say. learned should speak truth of it: here it is, and Laf. In a most weakall that belongs to't: Ask me, if I am a courtier ; Par. And debile minister, great power, great it shall do you no harm to learn.
transcendence : which should, indeed, give us Count. To be young again, if we could: I will a further use to be made, than alone the recovery be a fool in question, hoping to be the wiser by of the king, as to be your answer. I pray you, sir, are you a courtier? Laf. Generally thankful.
Clo. O Lord, sir, There's a simple putting off ;-more, more, a hundred of them.
Enter King, Helena, and Attendants. Count. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, that Par. I would have said it, you say well: Joves you.
Here comes the king. Clo. O Lord, sir,--Thick, thick, spare not me. Laf. Lustick, as the Dutchman says: I'll like
Count. I think, sir, you can eat none of this a maid the better, whilst I have a tooth in my homely meat.
head: Why, he's able to lead her a cotanto. Clo. O Lord, sir,--Nay, put me to't, I warrant Par. Mort du Vinaigre! Is not this Henn? you.
Laf. 'Fore God, I think so. Count. You were lately whipped, sir, as 1 King. Go, call before me all the lords ha think.
[Erit an Attendant. Clo. O Lord, sir,-Spare not me.
Sit my preserver, by thy patient's side; Count. Do you cry, O Lord, sir, at your whip- And with this healthful hand, whose banish'a ping, and spare not me? Indeed, your O Lord, sir is very sequent to your whipping ; you would Thou hast repeal'd, a second time receive