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Laf. This woman's an eafy glove, my Lord, fhe goes off and on at pleasure.

King. This ring was mine, I gave it his first wife. Dia. It might be yours, or hers, for aught I know. King. Take her away, I do not like her now; To prifon with her and away with him. Unless thou tell'it me where thou hadft this ring, Thou dieft within this hour.

Dia. I'll never tell you,

King. Take her away.

Dia. I'll put in bail, my Liege.

King. I think thee now fome common cuftomer. Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you. King. Wherefore haft thou accus'd him all this while? Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty; He knows, I am no maid, and he'll fwear to't; I'll fwear, I am a maid, and he knows not. Great King, I am no ftrumpet, by my life; I'm either maid, or elfe this old man's wife.

[Pointing to Lafeu.) King. She does abuse our ears; to prifon with her. Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail. Stay, royal Sir, [Exit Widow. The jeweller, that owns the ring, is fent for, And he fhall furety me. But for this Lord, [To Bert. Who hath abus'd me, as he knows himself, Tho' yet he never harm'd me, here I quit him. " He knows himself, my bed he hath defil'd, And at that time he got his wife with child; Dead tho' fhe be, fhe feels her young one kick: So there's my riddle; one, that's dead, is quick. And now behold the meaning.

7 He knows himself, &c.] This dialogue is too long, fince the audience already knew the whole transaction; nor is there any reason for puzzling the king

and playing with his paffions; but it was much casier than to make a pathetical interview between Helen and her husband, her mother, and the king.

Enter

Enter Helena, and Widow.

King. Is there no Exorcift

Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes
Is't real, that I fee?

Hel. No, my good Lord,

'Tis but a fhadow of a wife you see, The name, and not the thing.

Ber. Both, both; oh, pardon!

Hel. Oh, my good Lord, when I was like this maid,
I found you wond'rous kind; there is your ring,
And look you, here s your letter: this it fays,
When from my finger you can get this ring,

And are by me with child, &c. This is done.
Will you be mine, now you are doubly won?

Ber. If fhe, my Liege, can make me know this clearly,

I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly.

Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue, Deadly divorce ftep between me and you!

O, my dear mother, do I fee you living?

[To the Countess. Laf. Mine eyes smell onions, I fhall weep anon: Good Tom Drum, lend me a handkerchief, [To Parolles. So, I thank thee, wait on me home. I'll make fport with thee: let thy courtefies alone, they are fcurvy

ones.

King. Let us from point to point this ftory know, To make the even truth in pleasure flow:

If thou beeft yet a fresh uncropped flower, [To Diana.
Chufe thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower;
For I can guess, that, by thy honeft aid,

Thou kept'ft a wife herself, thyself a maid.
Of that and all the progress more and less,
Refolvedly more leifure fhall express:
All yet feems well; and if it end fo meet,

The bitter past, more welcome is the fweet. [Exeunt.
Exorcift] This word is ufed not very properly for en-

cbanter.

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Spoken by the KING.

HE King's a beggar, now the play is done :
All is well ended, if this fuit be won,

That you express content ;

which we will pay, With firife to please you, day exceeding day; *Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts; Your gentle bands lend us, and take our hearts.

Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts.] The meaning is Grant us then your patience; hear us without interruption. And take our parts; that is, fupport and defend us.

This play has many delightful fcenes, though not fufficiently probable, and fome happy characters, though not new, nor produced by any deep knowledge of human nature. Paro!les is a boater and a coward, fuch as has always been the sport of the ftage, but perhaps never raised more laughter or contempt than in the hands of Shakespeare.

I cannot reconcile my heart to Bertram; a man noble without

generofity, and young without truth; who marries Helen as a coward, and leaves her as a profligate when the is dead by his unkindness, fneaks home to a fecond marriage, is accufed by a woman whom he has wronged, defends himself by falfhood, and is difmiffed to happiness.

The ftory of Bertram and Diana had been told before of Mariana and Angelo, and, to confefs the truth, fcarcely merited to be heard a fecond time.

The ftory is copied from a novel of Boccace, which may be read in Shakespear Illuftrated, with remarks not more favourable to Bertram than my own.

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