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Par. Sir, for a quart d'écu* he will sell the fee-simple of his salvation, the inheritance of it; and cut the entail from all remainders, and a perpetual succession for it perpetually.
1 Soid. What's his brother, the other captain Dumain ?
Par. E'en a crow of the same nest; not altogether so great as the first in goodness, but greater a great deal in evil. He excels his brother for a coward, yet his brother is reputed one of the best that is: In a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in coming on he has the cramp.
i Sold. If your life be saved, will you undertake to betray the Florentine ?
Par. Ay, and the captain of his horse, count Rousillon. 1 Sold. I'll whisper with the general, and know his pleasure.
Par. I'll no more drumming: a plague of all drums! Only to seem to deserve well, and to beguile the supposition of that lascivious young boy the count, lave I run into this danger: Yet, who would have suspected an ambush where I was taken? [ Aside.
1 Sold. There is no remedy, Sir, but you must die: the general says, you, that have so traitorously discovered the secrets of your army, and made such pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can serve the world for no honest use; therefore you must die. Come, headsman, off with his head.
Par. O Lord, Sir; let me live, or let me see my death! 1 Sold. That shall you, and take your leave of all your friends.
[Unmuffling him. So look about you; Know you any here?
Ber. Good morrow, noble captain.
2 Lord. Captain, what greeting will you to my lord Lafeu? I am for France.
1 Lord. Good captain, will you give me a copy of the sonnet you writ to Diana in behalf of the count Rousillon ? An I were not a very coward, I'd compel it of you; but fair you well.
[Exeunt BERTRAM, LORDS, &c. 1 Sold. You are undone, captain : all but your scarf, that has a knot on't yet.
Par. Who cannot be crushed with a plot ?
1 Sold. If you could find out a country where but women were that had received so much shame, you might begin an impudent nation. Fare you well, Sir; I am for France too; we shall speak of you there.
[Exit. Par. Yet am I thankful : if my heart were great, 'Twould burst at this: Captain, I'll be no more; But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft As captain shall : simply the thing I am Shall make me live. Who knows himself a braggart, Let him fear this: for it will come to pass,
* The fourth part of a crown.
• The opinion.
† Respecting me.
That every braggart shall be found an ass.
[Exit. SCENE IV.-Florence. A Room in the Widow's House.
Enter HELENA, WIDOW, and DIANA.
Wid. Gentle madam,
Hel. Nor you, mistress,
Dia. Let death and honesty
Hel. Yet, I pray you,
SCENE V.-Rousillon. A Room in the COUNTESS's Palace.
Enter COUNTESS, LAFEU, and Clown. Laf. No, no, no, your son was misled with a snipt-taffata fellow there ; whose villanous saffron* would have made all the unbaked and doughy youth of a nation in his colour: your daughter-in-law had been alive at this hour; and your son here at home, more advanced by the king, than by that red-tailed humble-bee I speak of.
Count. I would, I had not known him ! it was the death of the most virtuous gentle-woman, that ever nature had praise for creating: if she had partaken of my flesh, and cost me the dearest groans of a mother, I could not have owed her a more rooted love.
Laf. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we may pick a thousand salads, ere we light on such another herb.
Clo. Indeed, Sir, she was the sweet-marjoram of the salad, or, rather the herb of grace.t.
Laf. They are not salad-herbs, you knave, they are nose-herbs.
Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, Sir, I have not much skill in grass.
Laf. Whether dost thou profess thyself; a knave, or a fool ?
Clo. And I would give his wife my bauble, Sir, to do her service.
Laf. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both knave and fool.
Clo. Why, Sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve as great a prince as you are.
Laf. Who's that? a Frenchman ?
Clo. Faith, Sir, he has an English name; but his phisnomy is more hotter in France, than there.
Laf. What prince is that ?
Clo. The black prince, Sir; alias, the prince of darkness; alias, the devil.
Laf. Hold thee, there's my purse: I give thee not this to suggest I thee from thy master thou talkest of; serve him still.
Clo. I am a woodland fellow, Sir, that always loved a great fire; and the master I speak of, ever keeps a good fire. But, sure, he is the prince of the world, let his nobility remain in his court. I am for the house with the narrow gate, which I take to be too little for pomp to enter: some, that humble themselves, may; but the many will be too chill and tender; and they'll be for the flowery way, that leads to the broad gate, and the great fire.
Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of thee; and I tell
* The yellow starch then used for bands and ruffles. † I. e. rue.
thee so before, because I would not fall out with thee. Go thy ways; let my horses be well looked to, without any tricks.
Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, Sir, they shall be jades tricks; which are their own right by the law of nature. [Exit.
Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy.*
Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, made himself much sport out of him: by this authority he remains here, which he thinks is a patent for his sauciness; and, indeed, he has no pace, but runs where he will.
Laf. I like him well; 'tis not amiss: and I was about to tell you, since I heard of the good lady's death, and that my lord your son was upon his return home, I moved the king my master, to speak in the behalf of my daughter; which in the minority of them both, his majesty, out of a self-gracious remembrance, did first propose : his highness hath promised me to do it: and, to stop up the displeasure he hath conceived against your son, there is no fitter matter. How does your ladyship like it?
Count. With very much content, my lord, and I wish it happily effected.
Laf. His highness comes post from Marseilles, of as able body as when he numbered thirty; he will be here to-morrow, or I am deceived by him that in such intelligence hath seldom failed.
Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him ere I die. I have letters, that my son will be here to-night: I shall beseech your lordship, to remain with me till they meet together.
Laf. Madam, I was thinking, with what manners I might safely be admitted.
Count. You need but plead your honourable privilege.
Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; but, I thank my God, it holds yet.
Re-enter CLOWN. Clo. O madam, yonder's my lord your son with a patch of velvet on's face: whether there be a scar under it, or no, the velvet knows; but ’tis a goodly patch of velvet: his left cheek is a cheek of two pile and a half, but his right cheek is worn bare.
Laf. A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good livery of honour; so, belike, is that.
Clo. But it is your carbonadoedt face.
Laf. Let us go see your son, I pray you; I long to talk with the young noble soldier.
Clo. 'Faith, there's a dozen of 'em, with delicate fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which bow the head, and nod at every
[Exeunt. ACT V.
SCENE 1.-Marseilles. A Street.
Enter a gentle ASTRINGER.*
Gent. And you.
Hel. I do presume, Sir, that you are not fallen
Gent. What's your will ?
Hel. That it will please you
Gent. The king's not here.
Hel. All's well that ends well, yet;
Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon;
Hel. I do beseech you, Sir,