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I am a mother to you.

I still pour in the waters of my love,
Hel. Mine honourable mistress.

And lack not to lose still: thus, Indian-like,
Count. Nay, a mother;

Religious in mine error, I adore
Why not a mother? When I said, a mother,

The sun, that looks upon his worshipper,
Methought you saw a serpent: what's in mother, But knows of him no more. My dearest inadam,
That you start at it? I say, I am your mother; Let not your hate encounter with my love,
And put you in the catalogue of those,

For loving where you do: but, if yourself,
That were enwombed mine. 'Tis often seen,

Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth,
Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds Did ever, in so true a llame of liking,
A native slip to us from foreign seeds;

Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian
You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan,

Was both herself and love: 0 then give pity
Yet I express to you a mother's care:-

To her, whose state is such, that caunot choose
God's mercy, maiden! does it card thy blood, But lend and give, where she is sure to lose;
To say, I am thy mother? What's the matter, That seeks not to find that her search implies,
That this distemper'd messenger of wet,

But, riddle-like, lives sweetly, where she dies.
The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eye?

Count. Had you not lately an intent, speak truly,
Why?--that you are my daughter?

To go to Paris?
Hel. That I am not.

Hel. Madam, I had.
Count. I say, I am your mother.

Count. Wherefore? tell true.
Hel. Pardon, madam;

Hel. I will tell truth; by grace itself, I swear.
The count Rousillon cannot be my brother:

You know, my father left me some prescriptions
I am from humble, he from honour'd name :

Of rare and prov'd effects, such as his reading,
No note upon my parents, his all noble:

And manifest experievce, had collected
My master, my dear lord heis; and I

For general sovereignty; and that he will’d me
His servant live, and will his vassal die:

In heedfullest reservation to bestow them,
He must not be my brother.

As notes, whose faculties inclusive were,
Count. Nor I your mother?

More than they were in note: amongst the rest,
Hel. You are my mother, madam; 'would you were There is a remedy, approv’d, set down,
(So that my lord, your son, were not my brother,) To cure the desperate languishes, whereof
Indeed my mother !--or, were you both our mothers, The king is render'd lost.
I care no more for, than I do for heaven,

Count. This was your motive
So I were not his sister. Can't no other,

For Paris, was it? speak !
But, I your daughter, he must be my brother? Hel. My lord your son made me to think of this;

Count. Yes, flelen, you might be my daughter-in-law; Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king,
God shield, you mean it not! daughter, and mother, Had, from the conversation of my thoughts,
So strive upon your pulse. What, pale again? Haply, been absent then.
My fear hath catch'd your foodness. Now I see Count. But think you, Helen,
The mystery of your loneliness, and find

If you should tender your supposed aid,
Your salt tears' head. Now to all sense 'tis gross, He would receive it? He and his physicians
You love my son; invention is asham’d,

Are of a mind; he, that they cannot help him,
Against the proclamation of thy passion,

They, that they cannot help. How shall they credit
Tos
o say,

thou dost not: therefore tell me true; A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, But tell me then, 'tis so :-for, look, thy cheeks Embowell’d of their doctrine, have left off Confess it, one to the other; and thine eyes

| The danger to itself?
See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours,

Hel. There's something hints,
That in their kind they speak it: only sin

More than my father's skill, which was the greatest
And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue,

of his profession, that his good receipt
That truth should be suspected. Speak, is’t so? Shall, for my legacy, be sanctified
If it be so, you have wound a goodly clue;

By the luckiest stars in heaven:and, would your honour
If it be not, forswear't: howe'er, I charge thee, But give me leave to try success, I'd venture
As heaven shall work in me for thine avail,

The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure,
To tell me truly

By such a day and hour.
Hel. Good madam, pardon me!

Count. Dost thou believe't?
Count. Do you love my son ?

Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly.
Hel. Your pardon, noble mistress !

Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave,and love,
Count. Love you my son ?

Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings
Hel. Do not you love him, madam ?

To those of mine in court. I'll stay at home,
Count. Go not about; my love hath in't a bond, And pray God's blessing into thy attempt:
Whereofthe world takes note: come, come, disclose Be gone to-morrow; and be sure of this,
The state of your affection; for your passions What I can help theeto, thou shalt not miss. (Exeuni.
Have to the full appeach'd.
Hel. Then, I confess,

A CT II.
Here on my knee, before high heaven and you,
That before you, and next unto high heaven,

SCENE 1- Paris. A room in the King's palace.
I love your son :-

Flourish. Enter King, with young Lords taking leave
My friends were poor, but honest; so’s my love. for the Florentine war; BERTRAM, PAROLLES, and
Be not offended! for it hurts not him,

Attendants.
That he is lov'd of me: I follow him not

King. Farewell, young lords, these warlike principles
By any token of presumptuous suit;

Do not throw from you:--and you, my lords, farewell!
Nor would I have him, till I do deserve him; Share the advice betwixt you; if both gaiu all,
Yet never know, how that desert should be.

The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis receiv’d,
I know, I love in vain, strive against hope;

And is enough for both.
Yet, in this captioris and intenible sieve

1 Lord. It is our hope, sir,

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After well-enter'd soldiers, to return

My noble grapes, an if my royal fox And find your grace in health.

Could reach them. I have seen a medicine,
King. No, no, it cannot be; and yet my heart That's able to breathe life into a stone,
Will not confess, he owes the malady

Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary,
That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young lords ! With sprightly fire and motion; whose simple touch
Whether blive or die, be you the sons

Is powerful to araise king Pepin, way,
Of worthy Frenchmen! let higher Italy,

To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand, (Those 'bated, that inherit but the fall

And write to her a love-line.
Of the last monarchy,)see, that you come

King. What her is this?
Notto woo honour, but to wed it; when

Laf. Why, doctor she. My lord, there's one arriv'd,
The bravest questant shrinks, find what you seek, If you will see her, -now, by my faith and honour,
That fame may cry you loud : I say, farewell! If seriously I may convey my thoughts

2 Lord. Health, at your bidding, serve your majesty! In this my light deliverance, I have spoke
King. Those girls of Italy, take heed of them! With one, that, in her sex, her years, profession,
They say, our French lack language to deny,

Wisdom, and constancy, hath amaz'd me more,
If they demand : beware of being captives,

Than I dare blame my weakness. Will you see her
Before you serve.

(For that is her demand, and know her business?
Both. Our hearts receive your warnings.

That done, laugh well at me!
King. Farewell !-- Come hither to me!

King. Now, good Lafeu,
[The King retires to a couch. Bring in the admiration; that we with thee
1 Lord.O my sweet lord, that you will stay behind us! May spend our wonder too, or take oif thine,
Par. 'Tis not his fault; the spark--

By wondering how thou took'st it.
2 Lord. O, 'tis brave wars!

Laf. Nay, I'll fit you,
Par. Most admirable: I have seen those wars. And not be all day neither.

[Exit Lafeu.
Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a coil with: King. Thus he his special nothing ever prologues.
Too young, and the next year, and 'tis too early.

Re-enter LAFEV, with Helena.
Pur. Anthy mind stand to it,boy, steal away bravely. Laf. Nay, come your ways !
Ber. I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock, King. This haste hath wings indeed.
Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry.

Laf. Nay, come your ways !
Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, This is his majesty, say your mind to him:
But one to dance with! By heaven I'll steal away. A traitor you do look like; but suchtraitors
1 Lord. There's hopour in the theft.

His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle,
Par. Commitit, count!

That dare leave two together ; fare you well! (Exit.
2 Lord. I am your accessary; and so farewell, King. Now, fair one, does your business follow us ?
Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tortured body. llel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon was
1 Lord. Farewell, captain!

My father; in what he did profess, well found.
2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles !

King. I knew him.
Par. Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kin. Hel. The rather will Ispare my praises towards him;
Good sparks and lustrous, a word, good metals. -- You Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death
shall find in the regiment of the Spinii one captain Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one,
Spurio, with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here on Which, as the dearest issue of his practice,
his sinister cheek;it was this very sword entrenched it: And of his old experience the only darling,
say to him, I, live; and observe his reports for me! Hebade me store up, as a triple eye,
2 Lord. We shall, noble captain,

Safer than mine owu two, more dear; I have so:
Par. Mars dote on you for his novices! [ Exeunt And, hearing your high majesty is touch'd
Lords.) -What will you do?

With that malignant cause, v herein the hononr
Ber. Stay; theking-

[Seeing him rise. Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power,
Par. Use a more spacious ceremony to the noble I come to tender it and my appliance,
lords; you have restrained yourself within the list of With all bound humbleness.
too cold an adieu:be more expressive to them;for they King. We thank you, maiden;
wear themselves in the cap of the time, there,do muster But may not be so credulous of eure,-
true gait, eat, speak, and move under the influence of When our mostlearned doctors leave us, and
the most received star; and though the devil lead the The congregated college have concluded,
measure, such are to be followed: after them, and take That labouring art can never ransom nature
a more dilated farewell!

From her enaidable estate,-- Isay, we must not
Ber. And I will do so.

So stain our judgement, or corrupt our hope,
Par. Worthy fellows, and like to prove most sinewy To prostitute our past-cure malady
sword-men. (Exeunt Bertram and Parolles. To empirics; or to dissever so
Enter LAFEU.

Our great self and our credit, to esteem
Laf.Pardon, my lord, ( Kneeling.)for me and for my A senseless help, when help past sense we deem.
King. I'll fee thee to stand up.

tidings? | Hel. My duty then shall pay me formy pains :
Laf. Then here's a man

I will no more enforce mine office on you;
Stands, that has brought his pardon. I would, you Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts
Had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy; and A modest one, to bear me back again.
That, at my bidding, you could so stand up. King. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd gratefal:

King, I would I had; so I had broke thy pate, Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I give,
And ask'd thee mercy for't.

As one near death to those that wish him live:
Laf. Good faith, across:

But, what at fullI know, thou know'st no part;
But, my good lord, 'tis thus : will you be cur'd I knowing all my peril, thou no art.
Of your infirmity?

Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try,
King. No.

Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy:
Laf. 0, will you eat

He that of greatest works is finisher,
No grapes, my royal fox? yes, but you will, of does them by the weakest minister:

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So holy writ in babes hath judgement shown,

From whence thou cam’st, how tended on, - but rest
When judges have been babes. Great floods have flown Unquestion’d welcome, and undoubted blest.
From simple sources; and great seas have dried, Give me some help here, ho! - Ifthou proceed
When miracles have by the greatest been denied. As high as word, my deed shall match ihy deed.
Oft expectation fails, and most of there

(Flourish. Exeunt.
Where most it promises; and oft it hits,
Where hope is coldest, and despair most sits.

SCENE II. - Rousillon. A room in the Countess's King.I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind maid !

palace.
Thy pains, not us’d, must by thyself be paid :

Inter Countess and Clouin.
Profl'ers, not took, reap thanks for their reward. Count. Come on, sir; I shall now put you to the height
Hel. Inspired merit so by breath is barr’d:

of your breeding.
It is not so with him, that all things knows,

Clo. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly tanght:
As 'tis with us, that square our guess by shows; I know my business is but to the court.
But most it is presumption in us, when

Count. To the court! why, what place make you
The help of heaven we count the act af men. special, when you put off that with such contempt?
Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent!

But to the court !
Of heaven, not me, make an experiment !

Clo. Truly, madam, if God have lent a man any man-
I am not an impostor, that proclaim

ners, he may easily put it off at court: he, that cannot Myself against the level of mine aim;

make

ce a leg, putofl's cap,kiss his hand,and say nothing,
But know I think, and think I know most sure, has neither leg, hands, lip, nor cap; and, indeed, such
My art is not past power, nor you past cure. a fellow, to say precisely, were not for the court: but,
King. Art thou so confident? Within what space for me, I have an answer will serve allmen.
Hop'st thou my cure?

Count. Marry, that's a bountiful answer, that fits all liel. The greatest gracelending grace,

questions. Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring

Clo. It is like a barber's chair, that fits all buttocks ; Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring;

the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, the brawn-butEre twice in murk aud occidental damp,

tock, or any buttock. Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp ; Count. Will

l your answerserve fit to all questions? Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass

Clo. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an attorney, Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass; as your French crown for your tallata punk, as Tib's What is inhrm from your sound parts shall fly, rush for Tom's fore-finger, as as pan-cake for ShroveHealth shall live free, and sickness freely die. Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the nail to his hole, King. Upon thy certainty and confidence,

the cuckold to his horn, as a scolding quean to a What dar'st thou venture?

wrangling knave, as the nun's lip to the friar's mouth; Hel. Tax of impudence,

nay, as the pudding to his skin. A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame,

Count. Have you, I say, an answer of such fitness for Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name all questions? Sear'd otherwise; no worse of worst extended, Clo. From below your duke, to beneath your conWith vilest torture let my life be ended.

stable, it will fit any question. King. Methinks, in thee some blessed spirit doth Count. It must be an answer of most monstrons size, speak:

that must fit all demands. His powerful sound, within an organ weak:

clo. But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the learned And what impossibility would slay

should speak truth ofit: here it is, and all that belongs In common sense, sense saves another way.

to't. Ask me, if I am a courtier; it shall do you no Thy life is dear; for all, that life can rate

harm tolearn. Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate;

Count. To be young again, if we could: I will be a Youth, beanty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all foolin question, hoping to be the wiser by your answer. That happiness and prime can happy call :

I pray yon, sir, are you a courtier ? Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate

Clo. O Lord, sir, — There's a simple putting off: – Skill infinite, or monstrous desperate.

more, more, a hundred of them. Sweet practiser, thy physic I will try;

Count. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours,that loves you. That ministers thine own death, if I die.

Clo. O Lord, sir, — thick, thick, spare not me. Hel. If I break time, or flinch in property

Count. I think, sir, you can eat none of this homely of what I spoke, unpitied let me dic, And well deserv'd! Not helping, death's my fee; Clo. O Lord, sir,- nay, put me to't, I warrant you. But, if I help, what do you promise me?

Count. You were lately whipped, sir, as I think. King. Make thy demand !

Clo. O Lord, sir, llel. But will you make it even ?

Cuunt. Do you cry, O Lord, sir, at your whipping, King. Ay, by my sceptre, and my hopes of heaven. and spare not me? Indeed, your 0 Lörd, sir, is very Hel. Then thou shalt give me, with thy kingly land, sequent to your whipping: You would answer very well What husband in thy power I will command. to a whipping, if you were but bound to't. Exempted be from me the arrogance,

Clo. I ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my-O Lord. To choose from forth the royal blood of France, My low and humble name to propagate

sir : I see, things may serve long, but not serve ever.

Count. I play the noble housewife with the time, to any branch or image of thy state:

entertain it so merrily with a fool. But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know

Clo. O Lord, sir,

why, there't serves well agaii:. Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.

Count. An end, sir, to your business: give Helen this, King. Here is my hand; the premises observ'd,

And urge her to a present answer back: Thy will by my performance shall be serv'd. Commend me to my kinsmen, and my son ; So make the choice of thy own time! for I,

This is not much. Thy resolv'd patient, on thee still rely.

Clo. Not much commendation to them. More should I question thee, and more I must;

Count. Not much employment for you: Yon underThough, more to know, could not be more to trust;

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Clo. Most fruitfully; I am there before my legs.

All. Weunderstand it, and thank heaven for you.
Count. Haste you again! (Exeunt severally. Hel. I am a simple maid; and therein wealthiest,

That, I protest, I simply am a maid:
SCENE III. - Paris. A room in the King's palace. Please it your majesty, I have done already:
Enter BERTRAM, LAFFU, and PAROLLES.

The blushes in my cheeks thus whisper me,
Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we liave our Weblush, that thou should'st choose: but, berefus’d,
philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar Let the white death sit on thy cheek for ever;
things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it, that We'll ne'er come there again.
we make trifles of terrors ; ensconcing ourselves into King, Make choice, and, see,
seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves Who shuns thy love, shuns all his love in me.
to an unknown fear.

Hel. Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly; Par. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, that And to imperial Love, thať god most high, hath shot out in our latter times.

Do my sighs stream. Sir, will you hear my suit?

1 Lord. And grantit.
Ber. And so'tis.
Laf. To be relinquished of the artists, –

Hel. Thanks, sir: all the rest is mute.
Par. So I say; both of Galen and Paracelsus. Laf. I had rather be in this choice, than throw ames-
Laf. Ofall the learned and authentic fellows,-

ace for my life. Par. Right, so I say.

Hel. The honour, sir, that flames in your fair eyes, Laf. That gave him out incurable, –

Before I speak, too threateningly replies: Par. Why, there'tis; so say I too.

Love make your fortunes twenty times above Laf. Not to be helped,

Her that so wishes, and her humble love! Par. Right: as 'twere a man assured of an

2 Lord. No better, if you please. Laf. Uncertain life, and sure death.

Hel. My wish receive,
Par. Just, you say well; so would I have said.

Which great love grant! and so I take my leave.
Laf. I may truly say, it is a novelty to the world. Laf. Do they all deny her? An they were sons of
Par. Itis, indeed : 'if you will have it in showing, you mine, I'd have them whipped; or I would send them
shall read itin--What do you call there? -

to the Turk, to make eunuchs of.
Laf. A showing of a heavenly effect in an earthly lel. Be not afraid [To a Lord.] that I hand

your

should take; Par. That's it I would have said ; the very same.

I'll never do you wrong for your own sake: Laf. Why, your dolphin is not lustier ; ''fore me, I Blessing upon your vows! and in your bed speak in respect

Find fairer fortune, if you ever wed! Par. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that is the Laf. These boys are boys of ice, they'll none have briefaud the tedious ofit; and he is of a ost facino : sure, they are bastards to the English; the French rous spirit, that will not acknowledge it to be the

ne'er got them. Laf. Very hand of heaven.

Hel. You are too young, too happy, and too good, Par. Ay, so I say.

To make yourself a son out of my blood. Laf. Jo a most weak –

4 Lord. Fair one, I think not so. Par.And debile minister,great power, great transcen- Laf. There's

one grape yet, -- I am sure, thy father dence: which should, indeed, give us a further use to drank wine.-But if thou be'st not an ass, I am a youth be made, than alone the recovery of the king, as to be of fourteen; I have

known thee already. Laf. Generally thankful.

Hel.I dare not say I take you ;[ To Bertram.]but I give
Enter King, Helena, and Attendants. Me, and my service, ever whilst I live,
Pur. I would have said it; you say well. Here comes

Into your guiding power.

This is the man. theking

King. Why then, young Bertrain, take her, she's the better, whilst I have a tooth in my head. Why, In such a business give me leave to use Laf. Lustick, as the Dutchman says: I'll like a maid thy wife.

Ber. My wife, my liege ?I shall beseech your highness, he's able to lead her a coranto. Par. Mort du Vinaigre! Is not this Helen?

The help of mine own eyes. Laf. 'Fore God, I think so.

King. Know'st thon not, Bertram,

What she has dope for me? King. Go, call before me all the lords in court!

(Exit an Attendant.

Ber. Yes, my good lord ; Sit, my preserver, by thy patient's side;

But never hope to know why Ishould marry her. And with this healthful hand, whose banish'd sense

King. Thou know'st,she has rais'd me from my sickly

bed. Thou hast repeal'd, a second time receive The coufirmation of my promis'd gift,

Ber. But follows it, my lord, to bring me down Which but attends thy naming.

Must answer for your rising? I know her well;

She had her breeding at my father's charge:
Enter several Lords.

A poor physician's daughter my wife! - Disdaio
Fair maid, send forth thine eye: this youthful parcel Rather corrupt me ever!
Of noble bachelors stand at my bestowing,

King. 'Tis only title thou disdain'st in her, the which
O'er whom both sovereign power and father's voice I can build up. Strange is it, that our bloods,
I have to use: thy frank election make;

Of colour, weight, and heat, pour'd all together,
Thou hast power to choose, and they none to forsake. Would quite confound distinction, yet stand off

Hel. To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress In differences so mighty. If she be
Fall, when love please!--marry, to each, but one! All that is virtnous, (save what thou dislik'st,

Laf, I'd give bay Curtal, and his furniture, A poor physician's daughter,) thou dislik'st
My month no more were broken than these boys, of virtue for the name: but do not so:
And writ as litte beard.

From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,
King. Peruse them well!

The place is dignified by the doer's deed: Notone ofthose, but had a noble father.

Where great additions swell, and virtue none, Hel. Gentlemen,

It is a dropsied hononr: good alone Heaven hath, through me, restor'd the king to health. Is good, without a name; vileness is so :

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The property by what it is should go,

Laf. I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to which Not by the title. She is young, wise, fair;

title age cannot bring thee.
In these to nature she's immediate heir;

Par. What I dare too well do, I dare not do.
And these breed honour; that is honour's scorn, Laf. I did think thee, for two ordinaries, to be a
Which challenges itself as honour's born,

pretty wise fellow; thou didst make tolerable vent of And is not like the sire. Honours best thrive,

thy travel; it might pass: yet the scarfs, and the banWhen rather from our acts we them derive,

nerets, about thee, did manifoldly dissuade me from Than our fore-goers: the mere word's a slave, believing thee a vessel of too great aburden. I have now Debauch'd on every tomb; on every grave

found thee; when I lose thee again, I care not : yet A lying trophy, and as oft is dumb,

art thou good for nothing but taking up; and that thou
Where dust, and damn'd oblivion, is the tomb art scarce worth.
Of honour'd bones indeed. What should be said ?. Par. Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon
If thou canst like this creature as a maid,

thee, -
I can create the rest : virtue, and she,

Laf. Do not plungethyself too farin anger, lest thou Is her own dower; honour, and wealth, from me. hasten thy trial; which if - Lord have mercy on the Ber. I cannot love her, nor will strive to do't. for a hen! So, my good window of lattice, fare thee King. Thou wrong'st thyself, if thou should'st strive well; thy casement I need not open, for I look through to choose.

thee. Give me thy hand.
Hel. That you are well restor’d, my lord, I'm glad; Par. My lord, you give me most egregious indignity.
Let the rest go.

Luf. Ay, with all my heart; and thou art worthy of it.
King. My honour's at the stake; which to defeat, Par. I have not, my lord, deserved it.
I must produce my power. Here take her hand, Laf. Yes, good faith, every dram of it; and I will
Proud scornfulboy, unworthy this good gift; not bate thee a scruple.
That dost in vile misprision shackle up

Par. Well, I shall be wiser.
My love, and her desert; that canst not dream, Laf. E'en as soon as thou canst, for thou hast to
We, poizing us in her defective scale,

pull at a smack o'the contrary. If ever thou be'st bound Shall weigh thee to the beam : that wilt not know, in thy scarf, and beaten, thou shalt find what it is to be It is in us to plant thine honour, where

proud of thy bondage. I have a desire to hold my We please to have it grow. Check thy contempt, acquaintance with thee, or rather my kuowledge; that Obey our will, which travails in thy good!

I may say, in the default, heis a man I know.
Believe vot thy disdain, but presently

Par.My lord, you do me most insupportable vexation.
Do thine own fortunes that obedient right,

Laf. I would it were hell-pains for thy sake, and my Which both thy duty owes, and our power claims; poor doing eternal: for doing I am past; as I will by Or I will throw thee from my care for ever

thee, in what motion age will give me leave. (Exit. Into the staggers, and the careless lapse

Par. Well, thou hast a son shall take this disgrace of youth and ignorance, both my revenge and hate, off me; scurvy, old, filthy, scurvy lord! – Well, i Loosing upon thee in the name of justice,

must be patient; there is no fettering of authority. I'll Without all terms of pity. Speak; thine answer ! beat him, by my life, if I can meet him with any con

Ber. Pardon, my gracious lord; for I submit venience, an he were double, and double a lord. I'll
My fancy to your eyes. When I consider,

have no more pity of his age, than I would have of -
What great creation, and what dole of honour, I'll beat him, an if I could but meet him again.
Flies where you bid it, I find, that she, which late

Re-enter LaFeU.
Was in my nobler thoughts most base, is now Laf. Sirrah, your lord and master's married, there's
The praised of the king; who, so ennobled,

news for you; you have a new mistress.
Is, as 'twere, born so.

Par. I most unfeignedly beseech your lordship to King. Take her by the hand,

make some reservation of your wrongs. He is my good
And tell her, she is thine: to whom I promise lord: whom I serve above, is my master.
A connters oise; if not to thy estate,

Laf. Who? God?
A balance more replete.

Par, Ay, sir.
Ber. I take her hand.

Laf. The devil it is, that's thy master. Why dost
King. Good fortune, and the favour of the king, thou garter up thy arms o'this fashion ? dosť make
Smile upon this contráct; whose ceremony

hose of thy sleeves? do other servants so ? Thou wert Shall seem expedient on the new-born brief,

best set thy lower part where thy nose stands.By mine And be perform'd to-night: the solemn feast | honour, if I were but two hours younger, I'd beat thee: Shall more attend upon the coming space,

methinks, thou art a general offence, and every man Expecting absent friends. As thou lov'st her, should beat thee. I think, thou wast created for men Thy love's to me religious ; else, does err.

to breathe themselves upon thee. [Exeunt King, Bertram, Helena, Lords, and Par. This is hard and undeserved measure, my lord. Attendants.

Laf. Go to, sir; you were beaten in Italy for picking Laf. Do you hear, monsieur? a word with you ! a kernel out of a pomegranate; you are a vagabond, Par. Your pleasure, sir ?

and no true traveller: you are more saucy with lords, Laf. Your lord and master did well to make his re- and honourable personages, than the heraldry of your cantation. Pur. Recantation? – My lord? my master ?

birth and virtues gives you commission. You are not Laf. Ay; is it not a language, I speak ?

worth another word, else I'd call you knave. I leave you.

(Exit. Par. A most harsh one; and not to be understood

Enter BertRAM.
without bloody succeeding. My master?

Par. Good, very good ; it is so then. — Good, very
Luf. Are you companion to the count Roosillon?
Par. To any count, to all counts; to what is man.

good; let it be concealed a while.

Ber. Undone, and forfeited to cares for ever!
Laf. To what is count's man; count's master is of

Par. What is the matter, sweet heart?

Ber. Although before the solemn priest I have sworn, Par. You are too old, sir; let it satisfy you, you are I will not bed her,

Par. What? what, sweet heart?

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