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it is ever lost: 'tis too cold a companion; away with it.
Hel. I will stand for't a little, though therefore I die a virgin.
Par. There's little can be said in't; 'tis against the rule of nature. To speak on the part of virginity, is to accuse your mothers; which is most infallible disobedience. He, that hangs himself, is a virgin: virginity murders itself; and should be buried in highways, out of all sanctified limit, as a desperate offendress against nature. Virginity breeds mites, much like a cheese; consumes itself to the very paring, and so dies with feeding his own stomach. Besides, virginity is peevish, proud, idle, made of self-love, which is the most inhibited sin in the canon. Keep it not; you cannot choose but loose by't: Outwith't: within ten years it will make itself ten, which is a goodly increase; and the principal itself not much the
Hel. How might one do, sir, to lose it to her own liking?
Par. Let me see: Marry, ill, to like him that ne’er it likes. 'Tis a commodity will lose the gloss with lying; the longer kept, the less worth: off with't, while 'tis vendible: answer the time of request. Virginity, like an old courtier, wears her cap out of fashion; richly suited, but unsuitable: just like the brooch and tooth-pick, which wear not now: Your date is better in your pie and your porridge, than in your cheek: And your virginity, your old virginity, is like one of our French withered pears; it looks ill, it eats dryly; marry, 'tis a
inhibited sin - i. e. forbidden.
Your date is better -] Here is a quibble on the word date, which means both age, and a candied fruit much used in our author's time.
withered pear; it was formerly better ; marry, yet, 'tis a withered pear: Will you any thing with it?
Hel. Not my virginity yet.
your master have a thousand loves,
-God send him well ! The court's a learning-place ;---and he is one
Par. What one, i'faith?
Hel. That wishing well had not a body in't,
? A phænir, &c.] The eight lines following friend, I am persuaded is the nonsense of some foolish conceited player.
WARBURTON. a traitress,] It seems that traitress was in that age a term of endearment.
christendoms,] This word, which signifies the collective body of christianity, every place where the christian religion is embraced, is surely used with much license on the present occasion.
And show what we alone must think ;] And show by realities what we now must only think. JOHNSON.
Enter a Page. Page. Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls for you.
[Exit Page Par. Little Helen, farewell : if I can remember thee, I will think of thee at court.
Hel. Monsieur Parolles, you were born under a charitable star.
Par. Under Mars, I.
Hel. The wars have so kept you under, that you must needs be born under Mars.
Par. When he was predominant.
Hel. When he was retrograde, I think, ra ther.
Par. Why think
Hel. You go so much backward, when you fight. Par. That's for advantage.
Hel. So is running away, when fear proposes the safety: But the composition, that your valour and fear makes in you, is a virtue of a good wing, and I like the wear well.
Par. I am so full of businesses, I cannot answer thee acutely: I will return perfect courtier; in the which, my instruction shall serve to naturalize thee, so thou wilt be capable of a courtier's counsel, and understand what advice shall thrust upon thee; else thou diest in thine unthankfulness, and thine ignorance makes thee away: farewell. When thou hast leisure, say thy prayers; when thou hast none, remember thy friends: get thee a good husband, and use him as he uses thee: .so farewell.
so thou wilt be capable of a courtier's counsel,] i. e. thou wilt comprehend it.
Hel. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Qur slow designs, when we ourselves are dull. What power is it, which mounts my love so high; That makes me see, and cannot feed mine The mightiest space in fortune nature brings To join like likes, and kiss like natives things. Impossible be strange attempts, to those That weigh their pains in sense; and do suppose, , What hath been cannot be: Who ever strove To show her merit, that did miss her love? The king's disease—my project may deceive me. But my intents are fix'd, and will not leave me.
Paris. A Room in the King's Palace.
Flourish of cornets, Enter the King of France,
with letters; Lords and others attending. King. The Florentines and Senoyss are by the
ears ; Have fought with equal fortune, and continue A braving war,
s What power is it, which mounts my love so high;
That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye?] She means, by what influence is my love directed to a person so much above me? why am I made to discern excellence, and left to long after it, without the food of hope ? JOHNSON.
4 kiss like native things.] Things formed by nature for each other.
Senoys- The Sanesi, as they are termed by Boccace. Painter, who translates him, calls them Senois. They were the people of a small republick, of which the capital was Sienna. The Florentines were at perpetual variance with them.
So 'tis reported, sir.
His love and wisdom,
He hath arm’d our answer,
What's he comes here?
Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES. i Lord. It is the count Rousillon, my good lord, Young Bertram.
King Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face; Frank nature, rather curious than in haste, Hath well compos’d thee. Thy father's moral
parts May'st thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris.
Ber. My thanks and duty are your majesty's.