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Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a Fair, and toll for him. For this, I'll none of him.

King. The heavens have thought well on thee, Lafeu,
To bring forth this discov'ry. Seek these suitors :
Go speedily, and bring again the Count.

Enter Bertram.
I am afraid, the life of Helen (Lady).
Was foully snatch'd.

Count. Now justice on the doers !

King. I wonder, Sir, wives are so monstrous to you, And that you fly them as you swear to them; Yet you desire to wed.

desire to wed. What Woman's that?

Enter Widow, and Diana.
Dia. I am, my Lord, a wretched Florentine,
Derived from the ancient Capulet ;
My suit, as I do understand, you know,
And therefore know how far I

may

be pitied. Wid. I am her Mother, Sir, whose Age and Honour Both suffer under this complaint we bring, And both shall cease without your remedy. King. Come hither, Count; do you know these Wo

men ? Ber. My Lord, I neither can nor will deny But that I know them; do they charge me further ?

Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your Wife?
Ber. She's none of mine, my Lord.
Dia. If

you
shall

marry,
You give away this hand, and that is mine;
You give away heav'n's vows, and those are mine ;
You give away my self, which is known mine;
For I by vow am so embodied yours,
Thar The, which marries you, must marry me,
Either both or none.

Laf. Your reputation comes too short for my Daughter, you are no husband for her. [To Bertram.

Ber. My Lord, this is a fond and desp'rate Creature, Whom fometime' I have laugh'd with : 'let your High

ness Vol. II.

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Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour,
Than for to think that I would sink it here,
King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to

friend, 'Till your deeds gain them fairer : prove your honour, Then in my thought it.lies.

Dia. Good my Lord,
Ask him upon his oath, if he does think
He had not my virginity.
King. What fay’it thou to her?

Ber. She's impudent, my Lord;
And was a common gamester to the camp.

Dia. He does me wrong, my Lord; if I were fo,
He might have bought me at a common price.
Do not believe him. O, behold this ring,
Whose high respect and rich validity
Did lack a parallel : yet, for all that,
He
gave

it to a commoner o'ch' camp, If I be one.

Count. He blushes, and 'tis his :
Of fix preceding ancestors, that gemm
(42) Conferr'd by Testament to th' sequent issue,
Hath it been ow'd and worn. This is his Wife,
That ring's a thousand proofs.

King. Methought, you said,
You saw one here in Court could witness it.

Dia. I did, my Lord, but loth am to produce
So bad an instrument; his name's Parolles.

(42) Conferr'd by Testament to th' subsequent Ifue,] This is only the Reading, I think, of the last Editor. I might say, This in Mr. Pope's Ear is a Verse, to return him one of his Civilities : but I'll content myself with observing, that all the genuine Copies read;

Conferr'd by Teftament to th' fequent Ifue, So, before, in this Play ;

Indeed, your O Lord, Sir, is very sequent to your whipping. . So, in Troilus and Cressida ;

But be thou true, say I, to fashion in

My sequent Protestation :
So, in Hamlet.

now, the next Day
Was our Sea-fight; and What to this was sequent,

Thou know already.
And in many other Initances, that might be quoted.

Laf.

Laf. I saw the man to day, if man he be.
King. Find him, and bring him hither.

Ber. What of him?
He's quoted for a most perfidious flave,
With all the spots o'th' world, tax’d and deboshid,
Which Nature fickens with : but to speak truth,
Am I or that or this, for what he'll utter,
That will speak any thing?

King. She hath that ring of yours.

Ber. I think, she has; certain it is, I lik'd her,
And boarded her i'th' wanton way of youth:
She knew her distance, and did angle for me,
Madding my eagerness with her restraint;
As all impediments in fancy's course
Are motives of more fancy: and in fine,
Her insuit coming with her modern grace,
Subdu'd me to her rate: she got the rings
And I had That, which any Inferior might
At market-price have bought.

Dia. I must be patient:
You, that turn'd off a firft so noble Wife,
May justly diet me. I pray you yet,
(Since you lack virtue, I will lose a Husband)
Send for your ring, I will regurn it home,
And give me mine again.

Ber. I have it not.
King. What ring was yours, I pray you?
Dią. Sir, much like the same upon your finger.
King. Know you this ring? this ring was his of late.
Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed.

King. The story then goes false, you threw it him
Out of a casement.
Dia. I have spoke the truth.

Enter Parolles.
Ber. My Lord, I do confess, the ring was hers.
King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather ftarts

you:
Is this the man you speak of?
Dia. It is, my Lord.
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King.

King. Tell me, Sirrah, but tell me true, I charge

you, Not fearing the displeasure of your Master, Which on your jult proceeding I'll keep off; By him and by this Woman here, what know you?

Par. So please your Majesty, my Master hath been an honourable Gentleman. Tricks he hath had in him, which Gentlemen have.

King. Come, come, to the purpose; did he love this Woman?

Par. 'Faith, Sir, he did love her; but how?
King. How, I pray you?

Par. He did love her, Sir, as a Gentleman loves a Woman.

King. How is that?
Par. He lov'd her, Sir, and lov'd her not.

King. As thou art a knave, and no knave; what an equivocal companion is this?

Par. I am a poor man, and at your Majefty's Command.

Laf. He's a good Drum, my Lord, but a naughty Orator.

Dia. Do you know, he promis'd me marriage?
Par. "Faith, I know more than I'll speak.
King. But wilt thou not speak all thou know'st?
Par. Yes, so please your. Majesty. I did go

between them, as I said ; but more than that, he lov'd her: for, indeed, he was mad for her, and talk'd of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I know not what; yet I was in that credit with them at that time, that I knew of their going to bed, and of other motions, as promising her marriage, and things that would derive me ill will to speak of; therefore I will not speak what I know.

King. Thou haft spoken all already, unless thou canst say they are married ; but thou art too fine in thy evidence; therefore stand aside. This ring, you say, was yours?

Dia. Ay, my good Lord.
King. Where did you buy it? or who gave it you?

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Dia. It was not given me, nor did I buy it.
King. Who lent it you?
Dia. It was not lenc me neither.
King. Where did you find it then?
Dia. I found it not.

King. If it were yours by none of all these ways,
How could you give it him?

Dia. I never gave it him.

Laf. This Woman's an easie glove, my Lord, she goes off and on at pleasure.

King. This ring was mine, I gave it his first Wife.
Dia. It might be yours, or hers, for ought I know,

King. Take her away, I do not like her now,
To prison with her: and away with him.
Unless thou tell’ft me where thou hadst this ring,
Thou dieft within this hour.

Dia. I'll never tell you,
King, Take her away,
Dia. I'll put in bail, my Liege,
King. I think thee now some common customer,
Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew.man, 'twas you,
King. Wherefore haft thou accus'd him all this while?

Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty ;
He knows, I am no Maid, and he'll swear to't;
I'll swear, I am a Maid, and he knows not,
Great King, I am no Strumpet, by my life;
I'm either Maid, or else this old Man's Wife.

[Pointing to Lafeu. King. She does abuse our ears; to prison with her. Dia. Good Mother, fetch my bail. Stay, royal Sir,

[Ex. Widow. The Jeweller that owes the ring is sent for, And he shall surety me. But for this Lord, (To Berta Who hath abus'd'me, as he knows himself, Tho' yet he never harm’d me, here I quit him. He knows himself my bed he hath defild, And at that time he got his Wife with child; Dead tho’ she be, she feels her young one kick: So there's my Riddle, one that's dead is quick. And now behold the meaning.

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