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home, more advanc'd by the king, than by that The Widow's House at Florence.
red-tail'd humble-bee I speak of.
Count. I would, I had not known him! it was Enter Helena, Widow, and Diana. the death of the most virtuous gentiewoman, that Hel. That you may well perceive I have not 5 lever nature had praise for creating: if she had wrong'd you,
partaken of my flesh, and cost me the dearest One of the greatest in the christian world groans of a mother, I could not have owed her a Shall be my surety; 'fore whose throne, 'tis need- more rooted love. Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel: [ful, Laf. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: Time was, I did hin a desired oftice,
10 we may pick a thousand sallads, ere we light on Dear almost as his life ; which gratitude
such another herb. Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth, Clo. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marjoram And answer, thanks: I duly am inform'd, of the sailet, or, rather, the berb of grace. His grace is at Marseilles; to which place
Laf. They are not sallet-herbs, you knave, they We have convenient convoy. You must know, 15 are nose-herbs. I am supposed dead: the ariny breaking,
Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir, I have My husband hies him home; where, heaven aiding, Inot much skill in grass. And by the leave of my good lord the king, Luf. Whether dost thou profess thyself; a We'll be, before our welcome.
knave, or a fool? Wid. Gentle madam,
20 Clo. A fool, sir, at a woman's service, and a You never had a servant, to whose trust
knave at a man's. Your business was more welcome.
Laf. Your distinction? Hel. Nor you, mistress,
clo.. I would cozen the man of his wife, and Ever a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour do his service. To recompense your love; doubt not, but heaven 25 Laf. So you were a knave at his service, indeed. Hath brought me up to be your daughter's dower, Clo. And I would give his wife my bauble', sir, As it bath fated her to be my motive'
to do her service. And helper to a husband. But 0 strange men! Luf. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both "That can such sweet use make of what they hate, Iknave and fool. When saucyé trusting of the cozen'd thoughts 30 Clo. At your service. Defiles the pitchy night! so lust doth play
Laf. No, no, no. With what it loaths, for that which is away :
Clo. Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serre But more of this hereafter :-You, Diana, as great a prince as you are. Under my poor instructions yet must suiter
Laf. Who's that? a Frenchman? Something in my behalf.
35 Clo. Faith, sir, he has an English name; but his Dia. Let deaih and honesty
phisnomy is more hotter in France, than there. Go with your impositions, I am yours
Laf. What prince is that ? Upon your will to suffer.
Clo. The black prince, sir, alias, the prince of Hel. Yet, I pray you,
darkness ; alias, the devil. But with the word ', the times will bringon summer, 10 Luf. Hold thee, there's my purse: I give thee When briars shall bave leaves as well as thorns, not this to suggest' thee from thy master thou And be as sweet as sharp. We must away; talk’st of; serve him still. Our waggon is prepar'l, and time revives us : Clo. I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always Ali's will that ends well: still the fine's the crown: lov'd a great fire; and the master I speak of, ever I hate'er thecourse, the end istherenown.[Exeunt. 45 keeps a good fire. But, sure, he is the prince of the
world, let his nobility remain in his court. I am SCENE V.
for the house with the narrow gate, which I take Rousillon.
to be too little for pomp to enter: some, that
bumble themselves, may; but the many will be Enter Countess, Lafeu, and Clown.
50 too chill and tender; and they'll be for the flowery Laf. No, no, no, your son was mis-led with a
way, that leads to the broad gate, and the great fire. snipl-taffata fellow there; whose villainous saffron Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of would havemade all the unbak'd and doughy youth thee; and I tell thee so before, because I would of a nation in his colour: your daughter-in-law not fall out with thee. Go thy ways; let my had been alive at this hour ; and your son here at 55 horses be well look'd to, without any tricks.
• Motice for assistant. 2 Saucy may here imply lururious, and by consequence lascivious. in an instant of time. *i. e. rouses us. 5 Here some particulars of fashionable dress are ridiculed. Snipt-taffata needs no explanation; but villainous saffron is more obscure. This alludes to a fantasticki fashion, then much followed, of using yellow starch for their bands and fuffs. “Sir John Haukins gives the following explanation of this passage : “ Part of the furniture of a fool was a bauhile, which, though it he generally taken to signify any thing of small value, has a precise and determinable meanmg. It is, in short, a kind of truncheon with a head carved on it, which the fool anciently carried in his hand. ?i, e. seduce.
Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, they shall, Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him be jades' tricks; which are their own right by the ere I die. I have letters, that my son will be law of nature.
here to-night: I shall beseech your lordship, to Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy'. remain with me till they meet together.
Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, madel 5 Laf. Madam, I was thinking, with what manhimselt much sport out of him: by his authority ners I might safely be admitted. be remains here, which he thinks is a patent for Count. You need but plead your honourable his sauciness ; and, indeed, he has no pace, but privilege. runs where he will.
Luf. Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; Laf. I like hi'n well: 'tis not amiss: and I 10 but, I thank my God, it holds yet. was about to tell you, Since I heard of the good
Re-enter Clown. ladr's death, and that my lord your son was upon Clo. O niadam, yonder's my lord your son with his return home, I mov'd the king my master, to a patch of velvet on's face; whether there be a speak in the behalf of my daughter; which, in scar undert, or no, the velvet knows; but 'tis a the minority of them both, his majesty, out of a 15 goodly patch of velvet: his left cheek is a cheek self-gracious remembrance, did first propose:
his of two pile and a half, but his right cheek is worn highness has promised me to do it: and, to stop bare. up the displeasure he hath conceiv'd against your Count. A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a son, there is no fitter matter. How does your good livery of honour: so, belike, is that. ladyship like it?
20 Clo. But it is your carbonado'd face. Count. With very much content, my lord, and Laf: Let us go see your son, I pray you; I long I wish it happily eifected.
to talk with the young noble soldier. Laf. His higliness comes post from Marseilles, Clo. 'Faith, there's a dozen ot'em, with delicate of as able a body as when he numbered tbirty; he fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which box will be here to-morrow, or I am deceiv'd by him 25 the head, and nod at every man. that in such intelligence hath seldom tail'd.
135 To come into his The Court of France at Marseilles.
Gent. The king's not here.
Hil. Not here, sir?
Gent. Not, indeed :
He hence remov'd last night, and with more hasta
[one, Hel. All's will that ends well, yet ; But, since you have made the days and nights as Though time seem so adverse, and means unút.-a To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs,
I do beseech you, whither is be gone?
Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon;
Hel. I do beseech you, sir,
sir. Kommend the paper to his gracious hand; Gent. And you.
50 Which, I presume, shall render you no blame, Hel. Sir, I have seen you in the court of France. But rather make you thank your pains for it: Gent. I have been sometimes there.
I will come after you with what good speed
[thank'd And therefore, goaded with mosi sharp occasions, 35 Hei. And you sh Il find yourself to be well Which lay nice manners by, I put you to
What-e'er falls more.-- We must go horse again ;The use of your own virtues, for the which Go, go, provide.
Exeunt. I shall continue thankful.
SCENE II. Gent. What's your will?
Rousillon. Hel. That it will please yoti
Enter Cloun und Parollis, To give this por petition to the king;
Par. Good Mr. Lavatch, give my lord Lafen And aid me with that store of power you hare, this letter: I have ere now, sir, been better known
That is, unluchy. Mr. Steevens says, that a gentle astringer, means a gentleman falconer.
to you, when I hare held familiarity with fresher you are a fool and a knare, you shall eat ; goto,
Flourish. Enter King, Countess, Lafeu, Lords, Pr'ythee, allow the wind'.
Hitendunts, aic. Par. Nay, you need not stop your nose, sir ; 1 King. We lost a jewel of her; and our esteem* spake but by a metaphor.
10 Was made much poorer by it: but your son,
Count. 'Tis past, my liege:
Clo. Foh! prythee, stand away;. A paper from 15 Natural rebellion, done i the blade of youth; fortunte's close-stool to give to a nobleman! Look, When oil and tire, too strong for reason's force, here he comes himself.
O'erbears it, and burns on.
1 king. My honour'd lady, Enter Lufcu.
I have forgiven and forgotten all:
20 Though my revenges were high bent upon him, Here is a pur of fortune's, sir, or of fortune's and watch'd the time to shoot. cat, (but not a musk-cat) that has fallen into the Lut. This I must say, unclean fishpond of her displeasure, and, as he But first I beg my pardun.-The young lord says, is muddy'd withal: Pray you, sir, use the Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady, carp as you may; for he looks like a poor, decay’d, 25 Ortence of mighty note; but to himself ingenious, foolish, rascally knave. - I do pity his The greatest wrong of all: he lost a wife, distress in my smiles of comfort, and leave him to Whose beauty did astonish the survey your lordship.
[Exit Clown. Ofrichest eyes; whose words all ears took captive; Pur. My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath Whose dear perfection, hearts that scorn'd toserve, cruelly scratch'd.
30 Ilumbly call'd mistress. Laf. And what would you have me to do? 'tis King. Praising what is lost, [hither; too late to pare her nails now. Wherein havel Makes the remembrance dear.- -Well, call hiin you play'd the knave with fortune, that she should We are reconcil'd, and the first view shall kill scratch you, who of herselt is a good lady, and All repetition :-Let him not ask our pardon; would not bave knaves thrive long under her:35 The nature of his great offence is dead, There's a quart d'ecu for you: Let the justice And deeper than oblivion we do bury make you and fortune friends; I am for other The incensing relicks of it: let bim approach, business.
A stranger, no offender; and inform hiin, Par. I beseech your honour, to hear me one So'tis our will he should. single word.
40 Gent. I shall, my liege.
[spoke? Laf. You beg a single penny more: come, you king. What says hetoyour daughter? have you shall ha't; save your word.
Laj. All that he is hati reference to your highPur. My name, my good lord, is Parolles.
[ters sent me, Luf. You beg more than one word then'.- King. Then shall we have a match. I have letCox'my passion; give me your hand:-llow does 45 That set him high in fame,
Enter Bertram. Par. O my good lord, you were the first that Lrif. He looks well on't. found me.
king. I am not a day of season, Laf. Was I, in sooth? and I was the first that For thou may’st see a sun-shine and a bail lot thee.
50 In me at once: But to the brightest beams Par. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth, some grace, for you did bring me out.
The time is fair again. Laf. Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon Bor. My high-repented blames, me at once botlı the ofiice of God and the devil: Dear sovereign, pardon to me. une brings thee in grace, and the other brings thee 55 King. All is whole; out. (Sound trumpets.] The king's coming, I Not one word more of the consumed time. know by his truinpets. ---Sirrah, inquire further Let's take the instant by the forward top; after me; I had talk of you last night: though! For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees
i That is, stand to the windward of me. ? The meaning is, I testify my pity for his distress, by encouraging himn with a gracious smile. 3 A quibble is intended on the word Puroles, which in French is plural, and signifies words. * Esteem here means reckoning or estimate. Si. e. completely, in its full extent. i.e. in the spring of early life, when the man is yet green. Oiland fire suit but ill with blade, and therefore Dr. Warburton reads, blaze of youth.
The inaudible and noiseless foot of time
As she had made the overture, she ceas'd, Steals, ere we can effect them: You remeinber In heavy satisfaction, and would never The daughter of this lord?
Receive the ring again. Ber. Admiringły, my liege: At first
King. Plutus laimself, I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart 5 That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine, Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue: Hath not in nature's mystery more science, Where the impression of mine eye entixing, Than I have in this ring: 'twas mine, 'twas Helen's, Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me, Whoever gave it you: Then, if you know Which warp'd the line of every other favour; That you are well acquainted with yourself, Scori'd a fair colour, or express'd it stol'n; 10 Contess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforcement Extended or contracted all proportions,
You got it from her : she call'd the saints to surety, To a most hideous object: Thence it came, That she would never put it from her ting r, That she, whom allmen prais'd, and whom myself, Unless she gave it to yourself in bed, Since I have lost, fare lov'd, was in mine eye (Where you have never come) or sent it us The dust that did olend it.
15 Upon her great disaster. King. Well excus’d:
Ber. She never saw it.
Thonour; That thou dost love her, strikes some scores away King. Thou speak'st it falsely, as I love mine From the great 'compt: But love, that comes too And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me, Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried, [late, Which I would fain shut out: If it should prove To the great sender turns a sour oilince, 20 That thou art so inbuman,—'twill not prove so;-Crying, That's good that's gone; our rash faults And yet I know not :---thou didst hate her deadly, Make trivial price of serious things we have, And she is dead; which nothing, but to close Not knowing them, until we know their grave: Her eyes myself, could win me to believe, Oft our displeasures, tv ourselves unjust, More than to see this ring.–Tahe him away. Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust: 25
(Guards seize Bertrum. Our own love waking cries to see what's done, My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall, While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon. Shall tax my tears of little vanity, Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget her. Having vainly fear'd too little.-Awaywith him ;Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin: We'll sift this matter further. 'The main consents are had; and here we'll stay 30 Ber. If you shall prove To see our widower's second marriage-day. [bless! This ring was ever her's, you shall as easy
Count. Which better than the first, Odear heaven Prove that I hustranded her bed in Florence,
Enter a Gentleman.
Gent. Gracious sovereign,
Here's a petition from a Florentine, Was a sweet creature; such a ring as this, Who hath for four or five removes', come short The last that e'er she took her leave at court, 40 To tender it herself. I undertook it, I saw upon her finger.
Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and speech Ber. Her's it was not.
Of the poor suppliant, who by tinis, I know, King. Now, pray you, let me see it; for mine
is here attending : her business looks in her While I was speaking, ott was fastened to't. This ring was mine ; and, when I gave it Helen, 45 In a sweet verbal briei, it did concern
With an importing visage; and she told me, I bade her, if her fortunes ever stood
Your highness with herself. Necessity'd to help, that by this token Ther
The king reads. I would relieve her: Had you that craft, to reave
Upon his many protestations to marry Of what should stead her most?
me, when bis wife was dead, I blush to say it, Ber. My gracious sovereign,
Now is the count Rousillon a Howe'er it pleases you to take it so,
“ widower; his vows are forfeited to me, and The ring was never her’s. Count. Son, on my life,
“ my honour's paid to him. He stole from I have seen her wear it; and she reckoned it
Florence, taking no leave, and I follow him to
“ his country for justice: Grant it me, O king; At her life's rate.
4551. in vou it best lies; otherwise a seducer flourishes, Luf. I am sure, I saw her wear it. Ber. You are deceived, my lord, she never saw
“ and a poor maid is undone.
“ Diana Capulet.” In Florence was it from a casement thrown me, Wrapp'd in a paper which contain’d the name Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and Of her that threw it: noble she was, and thought Co toll him: for this, I'll none of him?.. (Lateu, I stood engag'd: but when I had subscribd
King. The heavens have thought well on thee, To mine own fortune, and inform’d her tully, To bring forth this discovery: -Seek these suitors: I could not answer in that course of honour Go, speedily, and bring again the count.
'Removes are journies or post-stages. ? Alluding to buying horses in fairs, and paying toll for them to prove they were honestly come by,
Enter Bertrum, guarid.
Laf. I saw the man to-day, if man he be. I am afeard, the lite of Helen, lady,
hing. Find him, and bring him hither.
Ber. What of him?
He's quoted for a most perfidious slave,
[vou, 5 With all the spots o'the world tax'd and debosh'd“; King. I wonder, sir, since wivesare monstersto And that you tly then as you swear them lordship,
whose nature sickens but' to speak a truth : Yet you desire to marry.-- What woman's thai?
Am l or that, or this, für what he'll utter,
That wili speak any thing?
King. She hath that ring of yours.
And boarded ber i’ the wanton way of youth: My suit, as I do understand, you know,
She knew her distance, and did angle for me, And thierefore know how far I may be pitied. Madding my eagerness with her restraint,
Ilid. Iam hermoiher, sir, whose ageand honour, As all impediments in fancy's course
And I had that, which any interior might
Din. I must be patient ;
May justy diet me. I
pray you yet, Dia. If you shall marry,
Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband)
King. What ring was yours, I pray you?
The same upon your finger.
flate Lof. Your reputation comes too short for my 30 King. know you this ring? this ring was his of daughter, you are no husband for her. [ToBertram. Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed,
Ber. My lord, thisisa fondand desperate creature, king. The story then goes false, you threw it Whom sometime I have laughid with; let your Out of a casement,
biu. I have spoke the truth. Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour, 35
Entir Paroles. Than for to think that I would sink it here.
Ber. My lord, I do confess the ring was hers. King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill king. You
uboggle shrewdly,every teather starts to friend, [nour, Is this the man you speak ot?
[you.'Till your deeds gain them: Fairer prove your ho- Dia. It is, my lord. Than in my thought it lies !
401 King'. Tell me, sirrahı, but tell me true, I charge Dia. Good my lord,
Not fearing the displeasure of your master, (you, Ask him upon his oath, if he does think
(Which, on your just proceeding, 1ll keep oil) He had noi my virginity.
By hin, and by this woman here, what know you? King. What say'st thou to her?
Par. So please your majesty, my master liath Ber. She's impudent, my lord;
45 been an honourable gentleman; tricks he hath And was a common ganester to the camp. ned in him, which gentlemen have.
Dia. He does me wrong, my lord; if I were so, King. Come, çome, to the purpose; Did he Ile might have bought me at a common price: love this wornan? Do not believe him : 0, behold this ring,
Par. 'Faith, sir, he did love her: But how? Whose high respect and rich validity?, 1501 King. How, I pray you? Did lack a parallel; yet, for all that,
Par. He did love her, sir, as a gentlenian loves lle gave it to a commoner o' the camp, li I be one.
King. How is that? Count. fie blushes, and 'tis it:
Par. He lov'd her, sir,, and lov'd her not. Of six preceding ancestors, that gem
King. As thou art a knave and no knave :Conferr'd by testament to the sequent issue, What an equivocal companion is this? Hath it been ow'd, and worn. This is his wife ; Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's That ring's a thousand proofs.
command. king. Methought you said,
Laf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty You saw one here in court could witness.it. 100 orator.
Dia. I did, my lord, but loth am to produce Dia. Do you know, he promis’d me marriage? So bad an instrument; bis name's Parollis.
Par. Faith, i know inore than I'll speak.
" That is, decease, die. ?i. e. value. 3 Quoted has the same sense as noted. See note 3, p. 13. i e. only to speak a truth.