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To the dark house, and the detested wife.
Par. Will this capricio hold in thee, art sure?
Ber. Go with me to my chamber, and advise

me.

I'll send her straight away: To-morrow
I'll to the wars, she to her single sorrow.
Par. Why, these balls bound; there's noise
in it. 'Tis hard;

A young man, married, is a man that's marr'd:
Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go:
The king has done you wrong; but, hush! 'tis
[Exeunt.]

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SCENE IV.

The same.

Another Room in the same.

Enter HELENA and Clown.

Hel. My mother greets me kindly; Is she well? Clo. She is not well; but yet she has her health: she's very merry; but yet she is not well: but thanks be given, she's very well, and wants nothing i'the world; but yet she is not well.

Hel. If she be very well, what does she ail, that she's not very well?

Clown. Truly, she's very well, indeed, but for two things.

Hel. What two things?

Clown. One, that she's not in heaven, whither God send her quickly! the other, that she's in earth, from whence God send her quickly!

Par.

Enter PAROLLES.

Blefs you, my fortunate lady!

Hel. I hope, sir, I have your good will to have mine own good fortunes.

Par. You had my prayers to lead them on; and to keep them on, have them still. knave! How does my old lady?

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O, my

Clown. So that you had her wrinkles, and I her money, I would she did as you say. Par. Why, I say nothing.

Clown. Marry, you are the wiser man; for many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing: To say nothing, to do nothing, to know nothing, and to have nothing, is to be a great part of title; which is within a very little of nothing.

your

Par. Away, thou'rt a knave.

Clown. You should have said, sir, before a knave thou art a knave; that is, before me thou art a knave: this had been truth, sir.

Par. Go to, thou art a witty fool, I have found thee.

Clown. Did you find me in yourself, sir? or were you taught to find me? The search, sir, wa's profitable; and much fool may you find in you, even to the world's pleasure, and the increase of laughter.

Par. A good knave, i'faith, and well fed.
Madam, my lord will go away to-night;
A very serious businefs calls on him.

The great prerogative and rite of love,
Which, as your due, time claims, he does ack-
nowledge;

But puts it off to a compell'd restraint; Whose want, and whose delay, is strew'd with

sweets,

Which they distil now in the curbed time,
To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy,
And pleasure drown the brim.

Hel. What's his will else?

Par.

That you will take your instant leave o'the king,

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Strengthen'd with what apology you think
May make it probable need.

Hel. What more commands he?

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Par. That, having this obtain'd, you presently Attend his further pleasure.

Hel. In every thing I wait upon his will. Par. I shall report it so.

Hel. I pray you. Come, sirrah. [Exeunt.]

SCENE V.

Another Room in the same.

Enter LA FEU and BERTRAM.

Laf. But, I hope, your lordship thinks not

him a soldier.

Ber. Yes, my lord, and of very valiant approof. Laf. You have it from his own deliverance. Ber. And by other warranted testimony.

Laf. Then my dial goes not true;. I took this lark for a bunting.

Ber. I do assure you, my lord, he is very great in knowledge, and accordingly valiant.

Laf. I have then sinned against his experience, and transgrefs'd against his valour; and my state that way is dangerous, since I cannot yet find in my heart to repent: Here he comes; I pray you, make us friends, I will pursue the amity.

Enter PAROLLES.

Par. These things shall be done, sir. [to Ber.]
Laf. 'Pray you, sir, who's his tailor?
Par. Sir?

Laf. O, I know him well: Ay, sir; he, sir, is a good workman, a very good tailor.

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Will she away to-night?

Par. As you'll have her.

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Ber. I have writ my letters, casketed my trea

sure,

Given order for our horses; and to-night, When I should take possession of the bride,And, ere I do begin,

Laf. A good traveller is something at the lat ter end of a dinner; but one that lies three thirds, and uses a known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should be once heard, and thrice beaten. God save you, captain.

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Ber. Is there any unkindness between my lord and you, monsieur?

Par. I know not how I have deserv'd to run into my lord's displeasure.

Laf. You have made shift to run into't, boots and spurs and all, like him that leapt into the custard; and out of it you'll run again, rather than suffer question for your residence..

Ber. It may be, you have mistaken him, my lord.

Laf. And shall do so ever, though I took him at his prayers. Fare you well, my lord; and be lieve this of me, There can be no kernel in this light nut; the soul of this man is his clothes: trust him not in matter of heavy consequence; I have kept of them tame, and know their natures. Farewell, monsieur: I have spoken better of you, than you have or will to deserve at my hand; but we must do good against evil.

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Par. Why, do you not know him?

[Exit.]

Ber. Yes, I know him well; and common speech

Gives him a worthy pafs. Here comes my clog.

Enter HELENA.

Hel. I have, sir, as I was commanded from
you,

Spoke with the king, and have procur'd his leave
For present parting; only, he desires
Some private speech with you.

Ber. I shall obey his will.

You must not marvel, Helen, at my course,
Which, holds not colour with the time, nor does
The ministration and required office

On my particular: prepar'd I was not
For such a businels; therefore am I found
So much unsettled: This drives me to entreat

you,

That presently you take your way for home: And rather muse, than ask, why I entreat you: For my respects are better than they seem; And my appointments have in them a need, Greater than shews itself, at the first view, To you that know them not. This to my mother: [giving 'Twill be two days ere I shall see you; so a letter.]

I leave you to your wisdom.

Hel. Sir, I can nothing say,

But that I am your most obedient servant.
Ber. Come, come, no more of that.

Hel. And ever shall

With true observance seek to eke out that, Wherein toward me my homely stars have fail'd To equal my great fortune.

Ber. Let that

go:

My haste is very great: Farewell; hie home.
Hél. Pray, sir, your pardon.

Ber. Well, what would you say?

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