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Par. Sir?

Laf. O, I know him well; I, Sir, he, Sir’s, a good workman, a very good taylor.

Ber. Is she gone to the King? Aide to Parolles.
Par. She is.
Ber. Will she away to-night?
Par. As you'll have her.

Ber. I have writ my letters, casketed my treasure, given order for our horses ; and to-night, when I should take poffeffion of the bride---and ere I do begin

Laf. A good traveller is something at the latter end of a dinner; but one that lies three thirds, and uses a known truth to pafs a thousand nothings with, should be once heard, and thrice beaten-God save you, captain.

Ber. Is there any unkindness between my Lord and you, Monsieur ?

Par. I know not, how I have deserved to run into my Lord's displeasure.

Laf. » You have made shift to run into't, boots and spurs and all, like him that leapt into the custard ; and out of it you'll run again, rather than suffer question for your residence.

Ber. It may be, you have mistaken him, my Lord.

Laf. And shall do so ever, tho'l took him at's prayers. Fare you well, my Lord, and believe this of me, there can be no kernel in this light nut: the soul of this man is his clothes. Trust him not in matter of heavy consequence: I have kept of them tame, and know their naturez. Farewel, Monsieur, I have

3. You have mode shift to run Jeffer or Žany was in Vogue, for intu'r, Boots and Spurs and all, him to jump into a large deep like him that leapt finto the Cuf. Custard : set for the Purpose, ir tard ?] This odd Allusion is not set on a Quantiiy of barren Specintroduc'd without a View to Sa tators to laugh; as our Poet says tire. It was a Foolery practis'd in his Hamlet. at City Entertainments, whilft the



spoken better of you, than you have or will deserve at my hand, but we must do good against evil. [Exit.

Par. An idle lord, I swear.
Ber. I think so.
Par. Why, do you not know him?

Ber. Yes, I know him well, and common speech Gives him a worthy pass. Here comes my clog.


Enter Helena.

Hel. I have, Sir, as I was commanded from you, Spoke with the King, and have procur’d his leave For present parting; only, he desires Some private speech with you.

Ber. I shall obey his will. You must not marvel, Helen, at my course, Which holds not colour with the time ; nor does The ministration and required office On my particular. Prepar'd I was not For such a business; therefore am I found So much unsettled: this drives me to intreat you, That presently you take your way for home, And rather mufe, than ask, why I intreat you, For my respects are better than they feem, And my appointments have in them a need Greater than shews itself at the first view, To you that know them not. This to my mother.

[Giving a letter. 'Twill be two days ere I shall see you, lo I leave you to your wisdom.

Hel. Sir, I can nothing say,
But that I am your most obedient servant.

Ber. Come, come, no more of that.

Hel. And ever shall
With true observance seek to eke out That,
Wherein tow'rd me my homely stars have failla


To equal my great fortune.

Ber. Let that go :
My haste is very great. Farewel ; hie home.

Hel. Pray, Sir, your pardon.
Ber. Well, what would you say ?

Hel. I am not worthy of the wealth I owe ;
Nor dare I say, 'tis mine, and yet it is
But, like a tim'rous thief, molt fain would steal
What law does vouch mine own.

Ber. What would you have?
Hel. Something, and scarce so much nothing

indeed I would not tell you what I would, my Lord — 'faith,

Strangers and foes do funder and not kiss.

Ber. I pray you, stay not: but in haste to horse.
Hel. + I shall not break your bidding, good my

[Exit Helena. Ber. Where are my other men, Monsieur? — fare

Go thou tow'rd home, where I will never come,
Whilst I can shake my sword, or hear the drum:
Away, and for our fight.
Par. Bravely, Couragio!


4 In former copies:

not send her to the Court withHel. I jall not break your out some Attendants : but neither

Bidding, good my Lord: the Clown, nor any of her Rea Where are my other men ? Mon- tinue, are now upon the Stage : fieur, farewel .

Bertram, observing Helen to linBer. Go thou toward bome, ger fondly, and wanting to Mift

where I will never come.] her off, puts on a Shew of Hafte, What other Men is Helen here asks Parolies for his Servants, and enquiring after? Or who is the then gives his Wife an abrupt suppos'd to ask for them? The Dismislion.

THEOBALD. old Countess, 'tis certain, did




The Duke's Court in Florence.

Flourish. Enter the Duke of Florence, two French

Lords, wib Soldiers.


you heard

O that, from point to point, now have

The fundamental reasons of this war,
Whose great decision hath much blood let forth,
And more thirsts after.

i Lord. Ho!y seems the quarrel
Upon your Grace's part; but black and fearful
On the opposer.

Duke. Therefore we marvel much, our cousin France
Would, in fo just a business, fhut his bofom
Against our borrowing prayers.

2 Lord. Good my Lord,
The reasons of our state I cannot yields,
But like a common and an outward mano,
That the great figure of a council frames
By felf unable motion ?; therefore dare not
Say what I think of it, since I have found
Myself in my incertain grounds to fail
As often as I guest.

Duke. Be it his pleasure.

2 Lord. But I am sure, the younger of our nation, That surfeit on their ease, will day by day


5 I cannot yield,] I can So inwardis familiar, admitted not inform you of the reasons. to secrets. I was an inward of

- an outward man,]i.e. bis. Measure for Measure. one not in the secret of affairs. ? By self-unable motion; -] WARBURTON. We Nouid read Notion.



Come here for physick.

Duke. Welcome shall they be:
And all the honours, that can Ay from us,
Sball on them settle. You know your places well.
When better fall, for your avails they fell;
To-morrow to the field.



Changes to Rousillon, in France.

Enter Counters, and Clown.


Count. T hath happen'd, all as I would have had it ;

save, that he comes not along with her. Clo. By my troth, I take my young Lord to be a very melancholy man.

Count. By what observance, I pray you.

. Why, he will look upon his boot, and sing; mend his ruff, and sing; ask questions, and sing; pick his teeth, and sing. I knew a man that had this trick of melancholy, fold a goodly manor for a song. Count. Let me see what he writes, and when he

(Reads the Letter. . Clo. I have no mind to Ibel, since I was at court. Our old ling, and our Isbels o'th'country, are nothing like your old ling, and your Ipels o'th'court: the brain of my Cupid's knock'd out; and I begin to love, as an old man loves mony, with no stomach.

Count. What have we here?
Clo. E'en that you have there.


means to come.

Countess reads a letter.

I have sent you a danghter in-law : me bath recovered the King, and undone me. I have wedded her, not bedded her ; and sworn to make the not eternal. You shall bear, I am run away; know it, before the report come. Vol. III.



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