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Count. But 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.

Cio. 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 your taffaty punk, as Tib's rush for Tom's fore-finger, as a pancake for Shrove-Tuef day, 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 conflable, 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 fhould 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 a question, hoping to be the wiser by your answer. I pray you, Sir, are you a courtier ?

Cl. 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. Cla. O lord, Sir thick, thick, spare not me.

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Count. I think, Sir, you can eat none of this homely

Clo. O lord, Sir- -nay, put me to't, I warrant you.

Count. You were lately whip’d, Sir, as I think.
Clo. O lord, Sira spare not me.

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 fee, things may ferve long, but not serve

Count. I play the noble huswife with the time, to entertain it so merrily with a fool.

Clo. O lord, Sir—why, there't ferves 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: This is not much.

Clo. Not much commendation to them?

Count. Not much imployment for you, you underAtand me.

Clo. Most fruitfully, I am there before my legs.
Count. Haste you again.

[Exeunt.
SCENE changes to the Court of France.
Enter Bertram, Lafeu, and Parolles.
HEY say, miracles are past; and we

have our philosophical persons to make modern, and familiar, things supernatural and caufelels.

(11) They Say Miracles are past, and we have our Philosophical Persons to make modern and familiar things supernatural and causes befs.] This, as it has hitherto been pointed, is dire&tly opposite to our Poet's, and his Speaker's, Meaning. As I have stop'd it, the Sense quadrates with the Context: and, surely, it is one unalterable Property of Philosophy, to make seeming Atrange and preternatural Phanomena familiar, and reduceable ro Cause and Realon,

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Hence is it, that we make trifics of terrors ; ensconfing our selves into seeming knowledge, when we should submit our felves to an unknown fear.

Par. Why, 'tis the rareft argument of wonder that hath shot out in our later times.

Ber. And fo 'tis.
Laf. To be relinquish'd of the artists
Par. So I say, both of Galen and Paracelsus.
Laf. Of all the learned and authentick Fellows-
Par. Right, fo I say.
Laf. That gave him out incurable,-
Par. Why, there 'tis, fo say I too.
Laf. Not to be help'd,-
Par. Right, as 'twere a man afsur'd of an-
Laf. Uncertain life, and sure death,–
Par. Juft, you say well: so would I have said.
Laf. I may truly say, it is a novelty to the world.

Par. It is, indeed, if you will have it in thewing, you shall read it in, what do you call there

Laf. A fhewing of a heav'nly effect in an earthly actor.
Par. That's it, I would have said the very fame.

Laf. Why, your dolphin is not luftier : for me, I fpeak in respect

Par. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that is the brief and the tedious of it; and he's of a most facinerious fpirit, that will not acknowledge it to be the

Laf. Very hand of heav'n.
Par. Ay, fo I say.
Laf. In a most weak-

Par. And debile minister, great power, great tran: fcendence; which should, indeed, give us a farther use to be made than alone the recov'ry of the King; as to be Laf. Generally thankful.

Enter King, Helena, and attendants. Par. I would have said it, you said well: here comes the King.

Laf. Luftick, as the Dutchman says: I'll like a Maid the better, while I have a tooth in my head: why, he's able to lead her a Corranto.

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Par. Mort du Vinaigre! is not this Helen?
Laf. 'Fore God, I think so.

King. Go, call before me all the Lords in court.
Sit, my preseryer, by thy patient's fide;
And with this healthful hand, whose banilh'd sense
Thou haft repeald, a second time receive
The confirmation of my promis'd gift ;
Which but attends thy naming.

Enter three or foar Lords.
Fair maid, fend forth thine eye; this youthful parcel
Of noble batchelors stand at my bestowing,
O'er whom both sovoreign power and father's voice
I have to use; thy frank election make;
Thou haft power to chuse, and they none to forsake.

Hel. To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress
Fall, when love please! marry, to each but one.

Laf. I'd give bay curtal and his furniture,
My mouth no more were broken than these boys,
And writ as little beard.

King. Peruse them well:
Not one of those, but had a noble father.

[She addreffes her self to a Lord. Hel. Gentlemen, heaven hath, through me, restord The King to health.

All. We understand it, and thank heaven for you.

Hel. I am a simple maid, and therein wealthieft,
That, I protest, I fimply am a maid. -
Please it your Majesty, I have done already:
The blushes in my cheeks thus whisper me,
6. We blush that thou should'ít chuse, but be refus'd;

Let the white death fit on thy cheek for ever,
“ We'll ne'er come there again.

King. Make choice, and lee,
Who Thuns thy love, funs all his love in me.

Hel. Now, Dian, from thy altar do I Ay,
And to imperial Love, that God most high,
Do my fighs stream: Sir, will

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1 Lord. And grant it.
Hel, T nks, Sir ; all the reft is mute.

Lafo got 'em.

Laf. I had rather be in this choice, than throw amesace for my life.

Hel. The honour, Sir, that flames in your fair eyes, Before I speak, too threatningly replies: Love make your fortunes twenty times above Her that so wishes, and her humble love!

2 Lord. No better, if you please.

Hel. My wish receive,
Which great Love grant! and so I take my leave.

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

Hel. Be not afraid that I your hand should take,
I'll never do you wrong for your own fake :
Blessing upon your vows, and in your bed
Find fairer fortune, if you ever wed!

Laf. These boys are boys of ice, they'll none of her : sure, they are bastards to the English, the French ne'er

Hel. You are too young, too happy, and too good, To make yourself a son out

of blood. 4 Lord. (12) Fair one, I think not so. Laf. There's one grape yet, Par. I am sure, thy father drunk wine.

Laf. But if thou be'eft not an ass, I am a Youth of fourteen. I have known thee already.

Hel. I dare not say, I take you ; but I give Me and my service, ever whilft I live, (12) 4 Lord. Fair One, I think not so.

Laf. There's one Grape yet, I am sure my Father drunk Wine : but if Thou be'est not an Afs, I am a Touth of fourteen : I have known thee already.) Surely, this is most incongruent Stuff. Lafen is angry with the other Noblemen, for giving Helen the Repulse: and is ke angry roo, and thinks the fourth Nobleman an Afs, because he's for embracing the Match ? The Whole, certainly, can't be the Speech of one Mouth. As I have divided the Speech, I think, Clearnefs and Humour are restor’d. And if Parolles were not a little pert and impertinent here to Lafeu, why should he say, he had found him out already! Os why hould he quarrel with him in the very next Scene!

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