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you will

stay be

They say, our French lack language to deny,
If they demand: beware of being captives,

you serve. Both. Our hearts receive your warnings. King. Farewel.—Come hither to me.

[The King retires to a couch. 1 Lord. O my sweet lord, that

hind us ! Par. 'Tis not his fault; the spark2 Lord.

O, 'tis brave wars ! Par. Most admirable: I have seen those wars. Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a coil

with; Too young, and the next year, and 'tis too early.

Par. An thy mind stand to it, boy, steal away


Ber. I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock, Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry, Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, But one to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal away.

1 Lord. There's honour in the theft. Par.

Commit it, count. 2 Lord. I am your accessary; and so farewel.

Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tortured body.

i Lord. Farewel, captain.
2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles !

Par. Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kin. Good sparks and lustrous, a word, good metals:You shall find in the regiment of the Spinii, one captain Spurio, with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here on his sinister cheek; it was this very sword entrench'd it: say to him, I live; and observe his reports for me.

2 Lord. We shall, noble captain.

Par. Mars dote on you for his novices! [Ereunt Lords. ] What will


do? Ber. Stay; the king

[Seeing him rise. Par. Use a more spacious ceremony to the noble lords; you have restraind yourself within the list of too cold an adieu: be more expressive to them; for they wear themselves in the cap of the time, there do muster true gait, eat, speak, and move under the influence of the most received star; and though the devil lead the measure, such are to be follow'd: after them, and take a more dilated farewel.

Ber. And I will do so.

Par. Worthy fellows; and like to prove most sinewy sword-men.

[E.reunt Bertram and Parolles.

Enter Lafeu. Laf. Pardon, my lord, [Kneeling.] for me and

for my tidings. King. I'll fee thee to stand up. Laf

Then here's a man Stands, that has brought his pardon. I would, you Had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy; and That, at my bidding, you could so stand up.

King. I would I had; so I had broke thy pate, And ask'd thee mercy for't. Laf.

Goodfaith, across:

you will,

But, my good lord, 'tis thus; Will


be cur'd Of your infirmity? King

No. Laf.

O, will you eat No grapes, my royal fox?


but My noble grapes, an if my royal fox Could reach them: I have seen a medicine, That's able to breathe life into a stone; Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary, With spritely fire and motion; whose simple touch Is powerful to araise king Pepin, nay, To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand, And write to her a love-line. King

What her is this? Laf. Why, doctor she: My lord, there's one ar

riv’d, If you will see her,-now, by my faith and honour, If seriously I may convey my thoughts In this my light deliverance, I have spoke With one, that, in her sex, her years, profession, Wisdom, and constancy, hath amaz’d me more Than I dare blame my weakness: Will you see her, (For that is her demand,) and know her business? That done, laugh well at me. King

Now, good Lafeu, Bring in the admiration; that we with thee May spend our wonder too, or take off thine, By wond’ring how thou took'st it. Laf.

Nay, I'll fit

you, And not be all day neither.

[Exit Lafeu. King. Thus he his special nothing ever prologues.

Re-enter Lafeu, with Helena.
Laf. Nay, come your ways.

This haste hath wings indeed.
Laf. Nay, come your ways;
This is his majesty, say your mind to him:
A traitor you do look like; but such traitors
His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle,
That dare leave two together; fare you well. [Exit.
King. Now, fair one, does your business follow

us? Hel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon was My father; in what he did profess, well found.

King. I knew him. · Hel. The rather will I spare my praises towards


Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death
Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one,
Which, as the dearest issue of his practice,
And of his old experience the only darling,
He bad me store up, as a triple eye,
Safer than mine own two, more dear; I have so:
And, hearing your high majesty is touch'd
With that malignant cause wherein the honour
Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power,
I come to tender it, and my appliance,
With all bound humbleness.

We thank you, maiden; But may not be so credulous of

When our most learned doctors leave us; and
The congregated college have concluded
That labouring art can never ransom nature

From her inaidable estate, -I say we must not
So stain our judginent, or corrupt our hope,
To prostitute our past-cure malady
To empiricks; or to dissever so
Our great self and our credit, to esteem
A senseless help, when help past sense we deem.

Hel. My duty then shall pay me for my pains:
I will no more enforce mine office on you;
Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts
A modest one, to bear me back again.

King. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd grateful: Thou thought’st to help me; and such thanks I

As one near death to those that wish him live:
But, what at full I know, thou know'st no part;
I knowing all my peril, thou no art.

Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try,
Since you set up your rest ’gainst remedy:
He that of greatest works is finisher,
Oft does them by the weakest minister:
So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown,
When judges have been babes. Great floods have


From simple sources; and great seas have dried,
When miracles have by the greatest been denied.
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Where most it promises; and oft it hits,
Where hope is coldest, and despair most sits.
King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind

maid; Thy pains, not us’d, must by thyself be paid: Proffers, not took, reap thanks for their reward.

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