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I lord. Excellently.
Par. Ay, and the captain of his horse, count Soll. Dian. The count's a fool, and full of gold. Rousillon. Per. That is not the duke's letter, sir; that is an
| Sold. I'll whisper with the general, and know advertisement to a proper maid in Florence, one
his pleasure. Diana, to take heed of the allurements of one count
Pur. I'll no more drumming; a plague of all Rousillon, a foolish idle boy, but, for all that, very
drums ! Only to seem to deserve well, and to beguile ruttish : I pray you, sir, put it up again.
the suppositions of that lascivious young boy, the | Solit. Nay, I'll read it first, by your favor.
count, have I to run into this danger : Yet wlio Par. My meaning in't, I protest, was very honest would have suspected an ambush where I was taken? in the behalf of the maid; for I knew the young
A site. ('ount to be a dangerous and lascivious boy ; who
| Sold. There is no remedy,sir, but you must die : is a whale to virginity, and devours up all the fry the general says, you that have so traitorously disit tinds.
covered the secrets of your army, and made such Ber. Damnable, both sides rogue !
pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can I sold. When he sweary oulhs, bid him drop serve the world for no honest use; therefore you gold, and take it;
must die. Come, beadsman, otl' with his head. Af'er he scores he never pays the score :
Pur. O Lord, sir; let me live, or let me see my Hulp won, is match well made; match, and well death. make it ;
| Sold. That shall you, and take your leave of He ne'er pays after debts, take it before ;
all your friends.
Unmufling hi'n. And say a soulier, Dian, told thee this,
So, look about you; know you any here! Mon are lo mell with, boys are not to kiss :
Ber. Good morrow, noble captain. Fur count of this, the count's a fool, I know it,
2 Lord. God bless you, captain Parolles. Who pays before, but not when he does owe it.
1 Lord, God save you, noble captain. T'hine, as he vow'd to thee in thine ear,
2 Lord. Captain, what greeting will you to my PAKOLLES.
lord Lafeu? I am for France. Ber. He shall be whipped through the ariny,
1 Lord. Good captain, will you give me a copy with this rhyme in his forehead.
of the sonnel you writ to Diana in behalf of the 2 Lord. This is your devoted friend, sir, the count Rousillon? an’ I were not a very coward, I'd manifold linguist, and the armipotent soldier. compel it of you ; but fare you well. Ber. I could endure any thing before but a cat,
[Exeuni BERTRAM, Lords, &c. and now he's a cat to me.
1 Sold. You are undone, captarı; all but your 1 Sold. I perceive, sir, by the general's looks, we scarf, that has a knot on't yet. shall be fain to hang you.
Par. Who cannot be crushed with a plot! Par. My life, sir, in any case : not that I am | Sold. If you could find out a country where afraid to die ; but that, my ottences being many, I
but women were that had received so much shame, would repent out the remainder of nature : let me you might begin an impudent nation.
Fare juu live, sir, in a dungeon, i' the stock's, or any where, well, sir: I am for France too; we shall speak ur 80 I may live.
¡E.mil. i Soid. We'll see what may be done, so you con
Par. Yet am I thankful: if my heart were great, fess freely; therefore, once more to this captain 'Twould burst at this : Captain I'll be not more; Dumain : You have answered to his reputation with
But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft the duke, and to his valor : What is his honesty ? As captain shall: simply the thing I am
Par. He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister. Shall make me live. Who knows himself a braggart, for rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus. Let him fear this; for it will come to pass, He professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking That every braggart shall be found an ass. them, he is stronger than Hercules. He will lie, Rust, sword! cool, blusbes! and, Parolles, live sir, with such volubility, that you would think truth Satest in shame! being fool'd, by foolery thrive! were a fool: drunkennes; is his best virtue; for lie There's place, and means, for every man alive. will be swine-drunk; and in his sleep he does little I'll after them.
(Erit. barm, save to his bed-clothes about him ; but they | SCENE IV.-Florence. A Room in the Widow's know his conditions, and lay him in straw. I have
House. but little more to say, sir, of his honesty: he has every thing that an honest man should not have;
Enter HELENA, Widow, and Diaxa. whai an honest man should have, he has nothing. Hel. That you may well perceive I have not | Lord. I begin to love him for this.
wrongd you, Ber. For this description of thine honesty ! A One of the greatest in the christian world pox upon him for me, he is more and more a cat. Shall be my surety; 'fore whose throne, 'tis needful,
| súld. What say you to his expertness in war? Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel :
Par. Faith, sir, he has led the drum before the Time was I did him a desired office, English tragedians — to belie him, I will not-and Dear almost as his life; which gratitude more of his soldiership I know not; except, in that Through tlinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth, country he had the honor to be the officer at a place and answer thanhs: 1 duly am inform'd there called Mile-end, to instruct for the doubling His grace is at Marseilles; to which place
f files: I would do the man what honor I can, We have convenient convoy. You must know, out of this I am not certain.
I am supposed dead: the army breaking. | Loril. He hath out-villained villainy so far, that My husband hies him home ; where, beaven aiding, the rarity redeems him.
And by the leave of my good lord the king, Ber. A pox on bim! he's a cat still.
We'll be, before our welcome. i Sold. 'His qualities being at this poor price, Wid.
Gentle madam, I need not ask you, if gold will corrupt hím to You never had a servant, to whose trust revolt.
Your business was more welcome. Par. Sir, for a quart d'ecus he will sell the fee- Hel.
Nor you, mistress, simple of his salvation, the inheritance of it; and Ever a friend, whose thoughts more truly labor cut the entail from all remainders, and a perpetual To recompense your love; doubt not, but heaven succession for it perpetually:
Hath brought me up to be your daughter's dower, 1 Sold. What's his brother, the other captain As it hath fated her to be my motive Dumnain ?
And helper to a husband. But, ( strange men! 2 Lord. Why does he ask hini of me?
That can such sweet use malie of what they hate, 1 Sold. What's he
When saucy : trusting of the cozen'd thoughts Par. Een a crow of the same nest; not altogether Detiles the pitchy night! so lust doth play 80 great as the first in goodness, but greater a great With what it loaihes, for that which is a way deal in evil. He excels his brother for a coward, But inore of this hereafter - You, Diana, jet his brother is reputed one of the best that is. Under my poor instructions yet must suffer In a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in Something in my behalf. coming on he has the cramp.
Let death and boperty | Sold. If your life be saved, will you undertake Go with your impositions, I am yours, betray the Florentine!
Upon your will to sufler. 4 The Centaur killed by Hercules.
• To deceive the opinion. The fourth part of the smaller French crown.
Yet, I pray you,- loved a great fire; and the master I speak of, ever But with the word, the time will bring on summer, I keeps a good fire. But, sure, he is the princr of When briers shall have leaves as well as thorns, the world, let his nobility remain in his courl. And be as sweet as sharp. We must away ; am for the house with the narrow gate, which I Our waggon is prepared, and time revives us: take to be too little for pomp to enter : some, that Alfs weil that ends well : still the fine’so the crown; humble themselves, may; but the many will be too Whate'er the course, the end is the renown. chilland tender; and they'll be for the ilowery way,
[Exeunt. that leads to the broad gate, and the great tire.
Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of ther, SCENE V.- Rousillon. A Room in the and I tell thee so before, because I would not ful Countess's Palace.
out with thee. Go thy ways; let my horses be
well looked to, without any tricks. Enter COUNTESS, LAFEU, and Clown. Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, they shall Lef. No, no, your son was misled with a snipt, be jades' tricks; which are their own right ly the
law of nature.
(Exit. tattita fellow there; whose villainous saffron i would luxve made all the unbaked and doughy youth of a
Laf. A shrewd knare, and an unhappy..
Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, made nation in his color: your daughter-in-law had been
hiniself much sport out of him; by his authority le alive at this hour : and your son here at home, rnore advanced by the king, than by that red-tailed hum- sauciness; and, indeed, he has no pace, but runs
remains here, which he thinks is a patent for his ble-bee I speak of.
where he will. Count. I would, I had not known him! it was the death of the most virtuous gentlewoman that about to tell you. Since I heard of the good lady's
Lif. I like him well; tis not amiss: and I was ever nature had praise for creating: if she had par-death, and that my lord your son was upon his retaken of my flesh, and cost me the dearest groans
turn home, I moved the king my master, to speak of a mother, I could not have owed her a more
in the behalf of my daughter: which in the minortooted love. Luf, 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we remembrance, did first propose : his highness hath
rity of them both, his majesty, outor a self-gracious may pick a thousand salads, ere we light on such promised me to do it: and, to stop up the displeaanother herb. C.o. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marjoram of titter matter. How does your ladyship like it?
sure he hath conceived against your son, there is no the salad, or, rather, the herb of grace." Lif. They are not salad-herbs, you knave, they I wish it happily effected.
Count. With very much content, my lord, and are nose-herbs.
Laf. His hizhuess comes post from Marseilles, of Co. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir, I have not much skill in grass.
as able body as when he numbered thirty; he will Laf. Whether dust thou profess thyself; a knave in such intelligence hath seldom failed.
be here to-morrow, or I am deceived by him that or a fool? Clo. A fool, sir, at a woman's service, and a
Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him
ere I die. I have letters, that my sou will be bere knave at a pan's.
to-night : I shall beseech your lordship, to remain Inf. Your distinction? Co. I would cozen the man of his wife, and do with me till they meet together. his service.
Luf. Madam, I was thinking, with what manners Ls. So you were a knave at his service, indeed.
I might safely be admitted. Cló. Aixd I would give his wife my bauble, sir, ilege.
Count. You need but plead your honorable priv to do her service. Lif. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both but, I thank my God, it holds yet.
Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold character; knave and fool. Co. At your service.
Re-enter Clown. Luf. No, no, no.
Clo. O madam'yonder's my lord your son with C. Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve a patch of velvet on's face : whether there be a scar as great a prince as you are.
under it, or no, the velvet knows: but tis a goodly Laf. Who's that! a Frenchman?
patch of velvet: his left cheek is a cheek of two Ch. Faith, sir, he has an English name: but pile and a half, but his right cheek is worn bare. his phisnomy is more hotter in France, than there. Lif. A scar nobly yot, or a noble scar, is a good Jaf. What prince is that?
livery of honor! so, belike, is that. Ch. The black prince, sir; alias, the prince of darkness; clias, the devil.
Cl. But it is your carbonadoeda face.
Luf. Let us go see your son. I pray you; I long Lif. Hold thee, there's my purse; I give thee to talk with the young noble soldier. not this to suggest ? thee from thy master thou Clo. Faith, there's a dozen of em, with delicate talkest of ; surve him still.
fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which bow Clo. I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always the head and nod at every man. (Exeunt.
SCENE I.-Marseilles. A Strect.
From the report that goes upon your goodness ,
And therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions, Enter HELENA, Widow, and Diana, with two
Which lay nice manners by, I put you to
The use of your own virtues, for the which
What's your will ?
To give this poor petition to the king ,
And aid me with that store of power you have,
Gent. The king's not here.
Not here, sir.
Not, indeed : li he would spend his power--God save you, sir. He hence remov'd last night, and with more haste Genl. And you.
Than is his use. Hel. Sir, I have seen you in the court of France.
Lord, how we lose our pains ! Gent. I have been soinetimes there.
Hel. All's well that ends well, yet ; Hel. I do presume, sir, that you are not fallen Though times seem so advérse, and means unfit.
I do beseech you, whither is he gone ? There was a fashion of using yellow starch for bands und ruffles, to which Lafa alludes. j. e. Rue.
• Mischievously unhappy, waggish. 1 feduce S A gentleman falconer.
6 Scored like a piece of meat for the gridiron.
Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon;
Natural rebellion, done i' the blaze of youth; Whither I am going.
When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force, Hel.
I do beseech you sir, (erbears it, and burns on. Since you are like to sre the king before me,
My honor'd lady, Commend the paper to his gracious band;
I have forgiven and forgotten all; Which, 1 presume, shall render you no blame, Though my revenges were high bent upon hiin, But rather make you thank your pains for it: And watch'd the time to shoot. I will come after you, with what good speed
This I must say, Our means will make us means.
But first I beg my pardon, -- The young lord Gent.
This I'll do for you. Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady, 'Hel. And you shall find yourself to be well Ouence of mighty note; but to himself thank'd,
The greatest wrong of all : he lost a wife,
(Exeunt. Of richest eyes; whose words all ears took captive;
Whose dear perfection, hearts that scorned to serve, SCENE II.-Rousillon. The inner Court of the Humbly call'd mistress. Countess's Palace.
Praising what is lost, Enter Clown and PAROLLES.
Makes the remembrance dear. - Well, call b'm Par. Good monsieur Lavatch, give my lord Lafcu We are reconcità, and the first view shall kill
hither; this letter: I have, ere now, sir, been better known to you, when I have held familiarity with fresher
All repetition :9-Let him not ask our pardon; clothes; but am now, sir, muddied in fortune's The nature of his great olence is dead, moat, and smell somewhat strony of her strony dis- and deeper than oblivion do we bury
The incensing relics of it: let him approach, pleasure.
Cio. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but sluttish, A stranger, no offender; and inform him, if it smell so strong as thou speakest of : 1 wili so tis our will he should.
Gent. thenceforth eat no fish of fortune's buttering:
I shall, my liege. Prythee, allow the wind.
[Eri lienteman Þur. Nay, you need not stop your nose, sir; I
King. What says he io your daughter? have you epake but by a metaphor.
Lif. All that he is hath reference to your highness. Clu. Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stink, I will stop my nose; or against any man's metaphor.
King. Then shall we have a match. I have leto
ters sent me, Prythee, get thee further. Pur. Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper.
That set him high in fame. (lu. Fon! prythee, stand away : A paper from
Enter BERTRAX. fortunes close-stool to yive to a nobleman! Look,
He looke well on't. here he comes imself.
King. I am not a day of seasoa,
For thou mayst see a sunshine anit a bail
In me at once: But to the brightest beams Here is a pur of fortune, sir, or of fortune's cat, Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth, (but not a must-cat,) that has fallen into the unclean The time is fair again. list poud of her displeasure, and, as he says, is mud
My high reputed blames, died withal: Pray you, sir, use the carp as you may; | Dear sovereign, pardon to me. fur ne looks like a poor, decayed, ingenious, foolish, king.
All is whole; rascally knave. I'do pity his distress in my smiles Not one word more of the consunid lime. oi comfort, and leave him to your lordship:
Let's take the instant by the fornri top;
(Exit Clown. For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees Par. My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath The inaudible and noiseless fool of lime cruelly scratched.
Steals ere we can etlect them: You remember Laj. And what would you have me to do? 'tis too The daughter of this lord ? late to pare her nails now. Wherein bave you Ber. Admiringly, my liege: at first played the knave with fortune, that she should I struck my choice upon her, ere my heart scratch you, who of herself is a good lady, and Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue : would not have knaves thrive lons under her? Where the impression of mine eye infixing, There's a quart d' ecu for you: Let the justices make Contempt his scorntul perspective did lend me, you and fortune friends: I am for other business. Which warp'd the line of every other favor; Pur. I beseech your honor to hear me one si
Scorn'd a fair color, or express'd it stol'nı; gle word.
Extended or contracted all proportions, Lif. You beg a single penny more: come, you To n most hideous object: Thence it came, shali hat; save your word.
That she, whom all men prais'd, and whom mysell Par. My name, my good lord, is Parolles. Since I have lost, have lov'd, was in mine eye
Luf. You hey more than one word, then. - Cox' The dust that did ottend it. my passion! give me your hand:- How does your King..
Well excus'd: druin?
That thou didst love her, strikes some scores away Par. () my good lord, you were the first that From the great compt: But love, that comes too late found me.
Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried, Luf. Was I, in sooth? and I was the first that To the great sender turns a sour oilence, lost thee.
Crying, That's good that's gone: our rash faults Par. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in some Make trivial price of serious things we have, grace, for you did bring me out.
Not knowing them, until we know their grave: Iaf. Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust, me at once both the office of God and the devil ? | Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust : one brings thee in grace, and the other brings thee Our own love waking cries to see what's done, out. [Trumpets sound. The king's coming, I know While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon. by his trumpets.-Sirrah, inquire further after me; Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget her. Thad talk of you last night : though you are a fool Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudli, and a knave, you shall eat: go to, follow.
The main consents are had; and here we'll stay Par. I praise God for you.
(Exeunt. To see our widower's second marriage-day.
Count. Which better than the first, 0 dear heaver SCENE III.- A Room in the Countess's Palace.
Or, ere they meet, in me, nature, cease! Flourish. Enter Kiny, Countess, LAFEU, Lords,
L. Come on, iny son, in whom my house's name Gentlemen, Guards, &c.
Must be digested, give a favor from you, King. We lost a jewel of her; and our esteem: To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter. Was made much poorer by it: but your son, That she may quickly come. -Rymy old beard, As inad in folly, lack'd the sense to know
And every hair ihat's on't, Helen, that's dead, Her estimation home.
Was a sweet creature ; such a ring as this, Cout. 'Tis past, my liege:
The last that e'er I took her leave at court,
I saw upon her finger!
I am afeard, the life of Helen, lady,
Now, justice on the doers! This ring was mine; and, when I gave it Helen,
Enter BERTRAM, guarded. I bade her, if her fortunes ever stood
King. I wonder, sir, since wives are monsters to Necessitied to help, that by this token I would relieve her? Had you that craft, to reave her and that you fly them as you swear them lordship
you, of what should stead her most? Ber.
Yet you desire to marry: -What woman's that? My gracious sovereign, Howe'er it pleases you to take it so,
Re-enter Gentleman, with Widow and DIANA, The ring was never hers.
Dia. I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine, Count. Son, on my life,
Derived from the ancient Capulet; I have seen her wear it; and she reckon'd it
My suit, as I do understand, you know, At her life's rate.
And therefore know how far I may be pitied Lof.
I am sure,
Wid. I am her mother, sir, whose age and honor
And both shall cease, without your remedy. Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain'd the name
King. Come hither, count: Do you know these Of her that threw it: noble she was, and thought
women ? I stood engaz'd:' but when I had subscrib'd®
Ber, My lord, I neither can, nor will deny Tu mine own fortune, and inforin d her fully,
But that I know them: Do they charge me further! I could not answer in that course of honor, is she had made the overture, she ceas'd,
Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your wife?
Ber. She's none of mine, my lord. In heavy satisfaction, and would never
If you shall marry, Receive the ring again.
You give away this hand, and that is mine;
You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine; That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine,
You give away myself, which is known mine ; Hath not in nature's mystery more science, Than I have in this ring: 'twas mine, 'twas Helen's, That she, which marries you, must marry me,
For I by vow am so embodied yours, Whoever gave it you: 'Then, if you know,
Either both or none. That you are well acquainted with yourself,
Laf. Your reputation (To BERTRAM) comes too Congress 'twas hers, and by what rough enforcement short for my daughter; you are no husband for her. You got it from her: she call'd the saints to surety, Ber. My lord, this is a fond and desperate creaThat she would never put it from her finger,
ture, Unless she gave it to yourself in bed,
Whom sometime I have laugh'd with: let your high(Where you have never come,) or sent it us l'p n her great disaster.
Lay a more noble thought upon mine honor,
Than for to think that I would sink it here.
King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to honor;
friend, And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me Till your deeds gain them: Fairer prove your Which I would fain shut out: If it should prove
honor, That thou art so inhuman,-iwill not prove so;- Than in my thought it lies Ind yet I know not :-thou didst hate her deadly, Dia.
Good my lord, And she is dead; which nothing, but to close
Ask him upon his oath, if he does think Her eyes myself, could win me to believe,
He had noi my virginity. More than to see this ring.-Take him away.
King. What sayest thou to her ? (Guards seize BERTRAM.
She's impudent, my lord, My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall, And was a common gamesier to the camp.' Shall tax my tears of little vanity,
Dia. He does me wrong, my lord ; if I were so, Hann vainly fear'd too little.- Away with him;- He might have bought me at a common price: Well sist this matter further.
Do not believe him: 0, behold this ring, Brr.
If you shall prove Whose high respect, and rich validity, This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy
Did lack a parallel ; yet, for all that,
If I be one.
Of six preceding ancestors, that gem
Conferr d by testament to the sequent issue,
Hath it been ow'd and worn. This is his wife;
Gracious sovereign, That ring's a thousand proofs. Whether I have been to blame, or no, I know not;
Methought, you said, Here's a petition from a Florentine,
You saw one here in court could witness it. Who hath for four or five removes, é come short
Dia. I did, my lord, but loath am to produce To tender it herself. I undertook it,
So bad an instrument; his name's Parolles. Vanquish d thereto by the fair grace and speech
Lgf. I saw the man tv-day, if man he be.
King. Find hiin, and bring him hither.
What of him ! With an important visage ; and she told me,
He's quoted for a most perfidious slave, In a sweet verbal brier, it did concern
With all the spots o' the world tax d and debosh'd;. Your highness with herself.
Whose nature sickens, but to speak a truth: King. (Reads.) Upon his many protestatims to Am I or that, or this, for what he'll utter, marry me, when his wife was dead, I blush to say That will speak any thing ? it, hi non me. Now is the count Rousillon a King.
She hath that ring of yours, pridower; his rows are forfeited to me, and my Ber. I think she has ; certain it is, I liked her, amor's paid to him. He stole from Florence, taking And boarded her, i' the wanton way of youth: no ieavs, and I follow him to his country for jus- She knew her distance, and did angle for me, tir: Grant it me, o king; in you it best lies: Madding my eagerness with her restraint, olheruise a seducer furishes, and a pour maid is As all impediments in fancy’sl course undme.
DIANA CAPULET. Are motives of more fancy; and, in fine. Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and Her insuit coming with her modern grace, toll him:• for this. I'll none of him.
Subdued me to her rate : she got the ring; King, The heavens have thought well on thee, and I had that, which any interior might Lafeu,
At market price have bought. To bring forth this discovery.-Seek these suitors:
• Decease, die, Go, speedily, and bring again the count.
Gamester, when applied to a female, then meant a (Eceunt Gentleman and some Attendants. common woman.
i Love. "To the wense of unengaged. : The Philosopher's stone. Her Rolicitation concurring with her appearanne of Post tages.
Pay toll for him.
I must be patieni: Uniess thou tellist me wnere thou nadst this ring, You that turn'd off a first so nopie wife,
Thou diest within this nour. May justly diet me. I pray you yet,
I'll never tell you. (Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband,) King. Take her away. Send for your ring, I will return it home,
I'll put in bail, my lege And give me mine again.
King. I think thee now svine common customer Ber. I have it not.
Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you. King. What ring was yours, I pray you?
King. Wherefore hast thou accused him all this Dia.
Sir, much like
while ? The same upon your finger.
Din. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty: King. Know you this ring? this ring was his He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to b. of late.
I'll swear I am a maid, and he knows not. Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed. Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life;
King. The story then goes false, you threw it him I am either maid, or else this old man's wife. Out of a casement
[Pointing to Lafer.] Dia, I have spoke the truth. King. She does abuse our ears; to prison with
her. Enter PAROLLES.
Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail.–Stay, royal sir; Ber. My lord, I do confess, the ring was hers.
(Eřit Widow. King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather starts The jeweler, that owes the ring, is sent for, you.
And he shall surety me. But for this lord, Is this the joan you speak of?
Who hath abus d me, as he knows himself, Dia.
Ay, my lord.
Though yet he never harm d me, here I quit him: k'ing. Tell me, sirrah, but tell me true, I charge He knows himself, my bed he hath defid; you,
And at that time he got his wife with child; Not fearing the displeasure of your master, Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick: (Which, on your just proceding, I'll keep off,) So there's my riddle, One, that's dead, is quick: By him, and by this woman here, what know you? And now behold the meaning.
Par. So please your majesty, my master bath been an honorable gentleman; tricks he hath had
Re-enter Widow, with HELENA. in him, which gentlenien have. King. Corne, come, tu the purpose : Did he love Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes?
Is there no exorcist this womin? Par. 'Faith, sir, he did love her; But how ?
Is't real, that I see ?
Hel. King. How, I pray you?
No, my good lord ;
"Tis but the shadow of a wife you see,
Both, both; 0, pardon !
Hel. O, my good lord, when I was like this maid, King. As thou art a knave, and no knave :
I found you wondrous kind. There is your ring, What an equivocal companion is this?
And, look you, here's your letter; This it says, Pur. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's "When from my finger you can get this ring, command.
And are by me with child, &c.---This is done: Luf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty Will you be mine, now you are doubly won ?
Ber. If she, my liege, can make me know this orator. Dia. Do you know, he promised me marriage ?
c!arly, Par. Faith, I know more than I'll speak.
I'll love her dearly, ever dearly. King. But wilt thou not speak all thou knowest ?
Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue, Pur. Yes, so please your majesty ; I did yo be- Deadly divorce step between me and you ! tween them, as I said: but inore than that, he 0, my dear mother, do I see you living? loved her,-for indeed he was mad for her, and
Lof. Mine eyes smell onions, I shall werp anon: talked of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I Good Tom Drumm, (TO PAROLLES,) lend me a band. know not what : yet I was in that credit with them kerchief: So, I thank thee: wait on me home, I'll at that time, that I knew of their going to bed; make sport with thee: Let thy courtesies alone, and of other motions, as promising her marriage, They are scurvy ones. and things that would derive me ill will to speak of, to make the even truth in pleasure flow :
King. Let us from point to point this story know, therefore I will not speak what I know. King. Thou hast spoken all already, unless thou If thou be’st yet a fresh uncropped tlower,
(To DLAXA. canst say they are married : But thou art too tine in thy evidence; therefore stand aside
Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy doras This ring, you say, was yours?
For I can guess, that, by thy honest aid, Dia.
Ay, my good lord. Thou kept’st a wife herself, thyself a muid.King. Where did you buy it? or who gave it you.
Of that, and all the progress, more and less, Di. It was not given me, nor I did not buy it. Resolvedly more leisure shall express: King. Who lent it you?
All yet seems well; and ifît end so meet, It was not lent me neither. The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet. King. Where did you find it then ?
(Fourish. Dia. I found it not.
The king's a beggar, nou: the play is dome : Dia.
I never gave it him. All is well ended, if this suit be icon, Luf: 'This woman's an easy glove, my lord; she That you express content; which we will pay, goes off and on at pleasure.
With strife to please you, day erceeding day:
Ours King. This ring was mine, I gave it his first wife.
your patience, then, and yours parts! Dia. It might be yours or hers for aught I know. Your gentle hands land us, and take our hearts.
Ereunt. King. Take her away, I do not like her now : To prison with her, and away with him.
* Owns. i.e. Take our parts, support and defend his