Clo. Most fruitfully; I am there before my legs. All. We understand it, and thank heaven for you.
Count. Haste you again! [Exeunt severally. Hel. I am a simple maid; and therein wealthiest,

That, I protest, I simply am a maid :-
SCENE III. - Paris. A room in the King's palace. Please it your majesty, I have done already:
Enter BektrAM, LAFFU, and PAROLLES.

The blushes in my cheeks thus whisper me,

Weblush, that thou should'st choose: but, be refusid, Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we lave our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar Let the white death sit on thy cheek for ever; things supernatural and causeless. Hence is it, that We'll ne'er come there again, we make trifles of terrors; ensconcing ourselves into King, Make choice, and, see, seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves Who shuns thy love, shuns all his love in me.

Hel. Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly; to an unknown fear,

Par. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, that And to imperial Love, that god most high, hath shot out in our latter times.

Do my sighs stream. - Sir, will you hear my suit?

1 Lord. And grantit. Ber. And so 'tis.

Hel. Thanks, sir: all the rest is mute.
Laf. To be relinquished of the artists, –
Par. So I say; both of Galen and Paracelsus. Laf. I had rather be in this choice, than throw ames-
Laf. Ofall the learned and authentic fellows, -

ace t'or my life. Par. Right, so I say.

llel. The honour, sir, that flames in your

fair

eyes, Laf. That gave him out incurable, –

Before I spcak, too threateningly replies: Par. Why, there'tis; so say I too.

Love make your fortunes twenty times above Laf. Not to be helped,

Her that so wishes, and her humble love! Par. Right: as 'twere a man assured of an

2 Lord. No better, if you please. Laf. Uncertain life, and sure death.

Hel. My wish receive,
Par. Just, you say well; so would I have said.

Which great love grant! and so I take my leave.
Laf. I may truly say, it is a novelty to the world. Laf. Do they all deny her? An they were sons of
Par. Itis, indeed : if you will have it in showing, you

mine, I'd have them whipped; or I would send them shall read itin--What do you call there?

to the Turk, to make eunuchs of. Laf. A showing of a heavenly etl'ect in an earthly Hel. Be not afraid (To a Lord.] that I your hand

should take; actor. Par. That's it I would have said ; the very same.

I'll never do you wrong for your own sake: Laf. Why, your dolphin is not lustier; fore me, I Blessing upon your vows! and in your bed speakin respect -

Find fairer fortune, if you ever wed! Par. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that is the Laf. These boys are boys ofice, they'll none have briefaud the tedious of'it; and he is of a most facino- her: sure, they are bastards to the English; the French rous spirit, that will not acknowledge it to be the -

ne'er got them, Laf. Very hand of heaven.

Hel. You are too young, too happy, and too good, Par. Ay, so I say.

To make yourself a son out of my

blood. Laf. In a most weak

4 Lord. Fair one, I think not so.
Par.And debile minister,great power,great transcen-Laf. There's one grape yet, -I am sure, thy father
dence: which should, indeed, give us a further use to drank wine. But if thou be'st not an ass, I am a youth
be made, than alone the recovery of the king, as to be- of fourteen; I have known thee already.
Laf. Generally thankful.

Hel.I dare not say I take you ;[To Bertram.]but I give
Enter King, Helena, and Attendants. Me, and my service, ever whilst I live,
Par. I would have said it; you say well. llere comes Into your guiding power. - This is the man.
theking.

King. Why then, young Bertrain, take her, she's
Laf. Lustick, as the Dutchman

says:
I'll like

thy wife. the better, whilst I have a tooth in my head. Why, , Ber. My wife, my liege ?I shall beseech your highness, he's able to lead her a coranto.

In such a business give me leave to use Par. Mort du Vinaigre! Is not this Helen?

The help of mine own eyes. Laf. 'Fore God, I think so.

King. Know'st thou not, Bertram, King. Go, call before me all the lords in court!

What she has done for me? (Exit an Attendant.

Ber. Yes, my good lord ; Sit, my preserver, by thy patient's side;

But never hope to know why I should marry her. And with this healthful hand, whose banish'd sense

King. Thou know'st,she has rais’d me from my sickly Thou hast repeal’d, a second time receive

bed. The confirmation of my promis'd gift,

Ber. But followsit, my lord, to bring me

down Which but attends thy naming.

Must answer for your rising? I know her well;

She had her breeding at my father's charge:
Enter several Lords.

A poor physician's daughter my wife ! - Disdain
Fair maid, send forth thine eýc: this youthful parcel Rather corrupt me ever!
Of noble bachelors stand at my bestowing,

King. 'Tis only title thou disdain'st in her, the which
O'er whom both sovereign power and father's voice I can build up. Strange is it, that our bloods,
I have to use: thy frank election make;

Of colour, weight, and heat, pour'd all together,
Thou hast power to choose, and they none to forsake. Would quite confound distinction, yet stand off

Hel. To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress In differences so mighty. If she be
Fall, when love please!--marry, to each, but one ! All that is virtuous, (save what thou dislik'st,
Laf. I'd give bay Curtal, and his furniture,

A poor physician's daughter,) thou dislik'st
My month no more were broken than these boys, Of virtue for the name: but do not so:
And writ as litte beard.

From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,
King. Peruse them well!

The place is dignified by the doer's deed :
Notone ofthose, but had a noble father.

Where great additions swell, and virtue none,
Hel. Gentlemen,

It is a dropsied honour: good alone
Heaven hath, through me, restor'd the king to health. Is good, without a name; vileness is so :

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The property by what it is should go,

Laf. I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to which Not by the title. She is young, wise, fair;

title age cannot bring thee.
In these to nature she's immediate heir;

Par. What I dare too well do, I dare not do.
And these breed honour; that is honour's scorn, Laf. I did think thee, for two ordinaries, to be a
Which challenges itself as honour's born,

pretty wise fellow; thou didst make tolerable vent of And is not like the sire. Honours best thrive,

thy travel; it might pass: yet the scarfs, and the banWhen rather from our acts we them derive,

nerets, about thee, did manifoldly dissuade me from Than our fore-goers: the mere word's a slave, believing thee a vessel of too great a burden. I have now Debauch'd on every tomb; on every grave

found thee; when I lose thee again, I care not : yet A lying trophy, and as oft is dumb,

art thou good for nothing but taking up; and that thou
Where dust, and damn'd oblivion, is the tomb art scarce worth.
Of honour'd bones indeed. What should be said?. Par. Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon
Jf thou canst like this creature as a maid,

thee,
I can create the rest: virtue, and she,

Laf. Do not plangethyself too far in anger, lest thou Is her own dower; honour, and wealth, from me. hasten thy trial; which if - Lord have mercy on the Ber. I cannot love her, nor will strive to do't. for a hen! So, my good window of lattice, fare thee King. Thou wrong'st thyself, if thou should'st strive well; thy casement I need not open, for I look through to choose.

thee. Give me thy hand.
Hel. That you are well restor'd, my lord, I'm glad; Par. My lord, you give me most egregious indignity.

Luf. Ay, with all my heart; and thou art worthy of it.
King. My honour's at the stake; which to defeat, Par. I have not, my lord, deserved it.
I must produce my power. Here take her hand, Laf. Yes, good faith, every dram of it; and I will
Proud scornfulboy, unworthy this good gift; not bate thee a scruple.
That dost in vile misprision shackle up

Par. Well, I shall be wiser.
My love, and her desert; that canst not dream, Laf. E'en as soon as thou canst, for thou hast to
We, poizing us in her defective scale,

pull at a smack o' the contrary. If ever thou be'st bound Shall weigh thee to the beam : that wilt not know, in thy scarf, and beaten, thou shalt find what it is to be It is in us to plant thine honour, where

proud of thy bondage. I have a desire to hold my We please to have it grow. Check thy contempt, acquaintance with thee, or rather my kuowledge; that Obey our will, which travails in thy good!

I may say, in the default, he is a man I know.
Believe not thy disdain, but presently

Par.My lord, you do me most insupportable vexation.
Do thine own fortunes that obedient right,

Laf. I would it were hell-pains for thy sake, and my Which both thy duty owes, and our power claims; poor doing eternal: for doing I am past; as I will by Or I will throw thee from my care for ever

thee, in what motion age will give me leave. [Exit. Into the staggers, and the careless lapse

Par. Well, thou hast a son shall take this disgrace Of youth and ignorance, both my revenge and hate, off me; scurvy, old, filthy, scurvy lord ! – Well, i Loosing upon theein the name of justice,

must be patient; there is no fettering of authority. I'll Without all terms of pity. Speak; thine answer! beat him, by my life, if I can meet him with any conBer. Pardon, my gracious lord; for I submit

venience, an he were double, and double a lord. I'll My fancy to your eyes. When I consider,

have no more pity of his age, than I would have of
What great creation, and what dole of honour, I'll beat him, an if I could but meet him again.
Flies where you bid it, I find, that she, which late

Re-enter LAFEU.
Was in my pobler thoughts most base, is now Laf. Sirrah, your lord and master's married, there's
The praised of the king; who, so ennobled,

news for you; you have a new mistress.
Is, as 'twere, born so.

Par. I most únfeignedly beseech your lordship to King. Take her by the hand,

make some reservation of your wrongs. He is my good
And tell her, she is thine: to whom I promise lord: whom I serve above, is my master.
A connterpoise; if not to thy estate,

Laf. Who? God?
A balance more replete.

Par, Ay, sir.
Ber. I take her hand,

Laf. The devil it is, that's thy master. Why dost
King. Good fortune, and the favour of the king, thou garter up thy arms o’this fashion ? dost make
Smile upon this contráct; whose ceremony

hose of thy sleeves? do other servants so ? Thou wert Shall seem expedient on the new-born brief,

best set thy lower part where thy nose stands.By mine And be perform'd to-night: the solemn feast hononr, if I were but two hours younger, I'd beat thee: Shall more attend upon the coming space,

methinks, thou art a general offence, and every man Expecting absent friends. As thou lov'st her,

should beat thee. I think, thou wast created for men Thy love's to me religious ; else, does err.

to breathe themselves upon thee. [Exeunt King, Bertram, Helena, Lords, and Par. This is hard and undeserved measure, my lord. Attendants.

Laf. Goto, sir; you were beaten in Italy for picking Laf. Do you hear, monsieur ? a word with you ! a kernel out of a pomegranate; you are a vagabond, Par. Your pleasure, sir?

and no true traveller: you are more saucy with lords, Laf. Your lord and master did well to make his re- and honourable personages, than the heraldry of your cantation, Par. Recantation? – My lord? my master ?

birth and virtues gives you commission. You are not

worth another word, else I'd call you knave. I leave Laf. Ay; is it not a language, I speak? Par. A most harsh one; and not to be understood

you.

(Exit.

Enter BERTRAM.
without bloody succeeding. My master?
Luf. Are you companion to the count Rousillon?

Par. Good, very good; it is so then.

Good, very

good; let it be concealed a while.
Par. To any count, to all counts; to what is man. Ber. Undone, and forfeited to cares for ever!
Laf. To what is count's man; count's master is of Par. What is the matter, sweet heart?

Ber. Although before the solemo priest I have sworn,
Par. You are too old, sir ; let it satisfy you, you are I will not bed her.
too old.

Par. What? what, sweet heart?

another style.

Ber. O my Parolles, they have married me; – A very serious business calls on him.
I'll to the Tuscan wars, and never bed her.

The great prerogative and rite of love,
Par. France is a dog-hole, and it no more merits Which, as your due,time claims, he does acknowledge;
Thetread of a man's foot. To the wars!

But puts it off by a compellid restraint,
Ber. There's letters from my mother; what the im- Whose want, and whose delay is strewed with sweets,
port is,

Which they distil now in the curbed time, I know not yet.

To makethe coming hour o'erflow with joy, Par. Ay, that would be known. To the wars, my boy, And pleasure drown the brim. to the wars!

Hel. What's his will else? He wears his honour in a box unseen,

Par. That you will take your instant leave o'the king, That hugs his kicksy-wicksy here at home,

And make this haste as your own good proceeding,
Spending his manly marrow in her arms,

Strengthen’d with that apology, you think
Which should sustain the bound and high curvet May make it probable need.
Of Mars's fiery steed. To other regions !

Ilel. What more commands he?
France is a stable; we, that dwell in’t, jades;

Par. That, having this obtain’d, you presently
Therefore, to the war!

Attend his further pleasure.
Ber. It shall be so ; I'll send her to my house, Hel. In every thing I wait upon his will.
Acquaint my mother with my hate to her,

Par. I shall report it so.
And wherefore I am fled; write to the king

Hel. I pray you. — Come, sirrah! [Exeunt. That, which I durst not speak. His present gift

SCENE V. - Another room in the same. Shall furnish me to those Italian fields,

Enter LAFEU and BERTRAM. Where noble fellows strike: waris no strife,

Laf. But, I hope, your lordship thinks not him a
To the dark house, and the detested wife.

soldier.
Par. Will this capricio hold in thee, art sure? Ber. Yes, my lord, and of very valiant approof.
Ber. Go with me to my chamber, and advise me! Laf. You have it from his own deliverance.
I'll send her straight away. To-morrow

Ber. And by other warranted testimony.
I'll to the wars, she to her single sorrow.

Luf. Then my dial goes not true; I took this lark Par. Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it for a bunting. 'Tis hard;

Ber. I do assure you, my lord, he is very great in A young man, married, is a man that's marr'd:

knowledge, and accordingly valiant. Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go!

Laf. I have then sinned against his experience, and The king has done you wrong; but, hush! 'tis so. transgressed against his valour; and my state that way

[Exeunt. is dangerous, since I cannot yet find in my heart to SCENE IV.-The same. Another room in the same. repent. Here he comes; I pray you, make us friends, Enter Helena and Clown.

I will pursue the amity. Hel. My mother greets me kindly. Is she well?

Enter PAROLLES. Clo. She is not well: but yet she has her health: she's Par. These things shall be done, sir. [To Bertram. very merry; but yet she is not well: but thanks begiven, Luf. Pray you, sir, who's his tailor? she's very well, and wants nothing i'the world: but Par. Sir? yet she is not well.

Laf. 0, I know him well. Ay, sir; he, sir, is a good Hel. If she be very well, what does she ail, that she's workman, a very good tailor. not very well?

Ber. Is she gone to the king ?

[Aside to Parolles.
Clo. Truly, she's very well, indeed, but for two things. Par. She is.
Hel. What two things?

Ber. Will she away to-night?
Clo. One, that she's not in heaven, whither God send Par. As you'll have her.
her quickly! the other that she's in earth, from whence Ber. I have writ my letters, casketed my treasure,
God send her quickly!

Given orders for our horses; and to-night,
Enter PAROLLES.

When I should take possession of the bride, –
Par. Bless you, my fortunate lady!

And, ere I do begin, Hel. I hope, sir, I have your good will to have mine Laf. A good traveller is something at the latter end own good fortunes.

of a dinner; but one that lies three-thirds, and uses a Par. You had my prayers to lead them on; and to known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should keep them on, have them still. —0, my knave! How be once heard, and thrice beaten.

God save you, does my old lady?

captain! Clo. So that you had her wrinkles, and I her money, Ber.Is there any unkindness between my lordand you, I would she did as you say.

monsieur? Par. Why, I say nothing.

Par. I know not how I have deserved to run into my Clo. Marry, you are the wiser man; for many a man's lord's displeasure. tongue shakes out his master's undoing. To say no-Laf. You have made shift to run into't, boots and thing, to do nothing, to know nothing, and to have no- spurs and all, like him that leaped into the custard ; thing, is to be a great part of your title; which is within and out of it you'll run again, rather than suffer quesa very little of nothing.

tion for your residence. Par. Away, thou’rt a knave!

Ber. It may be, you have mistaken him, my lord. Clo. Yon should have said, sir, before a knave thon Laf. And shall do so ever, though I took him at his aknave; that is before me

me thou art a knave: this had prayers. Fare you well, my lord and believe this of been truth, sir.

me: there can be no kernel in this light nut; the soul Par. Go to, thou art a witty fool, I have found thee. of this man is his clothes: trust him not in matter of Clo. Did you find me in yourself, sir? or were you heavy consequence; I have kept of them tame, and taught to find me? The search, sir, was profitable; know their natures. —

Farewell, monsieur! I have and much fool may you find in you, even to the world's spoken better of you, than you have, or will deserve pleasure, and the increase oflaughter.

at my hand: but we must do good against evil. [Exit. Par. A good knave, i'faith, and well fed. -- Par. An idle lord, I swear. Madam, my lord will go away to-night;

Ber. I think so.

art a

Par. Why, do you not know him?

By self-unable motion: therefore dare not
Ber. Yes, I do know him well; and common speech Say what I think of it; since I have found
Gives him a worthy pass. Here comes my clog. Myself in my uncertain grounds to fail
Enter HelexA.

As often, as I guess'd!
Hel. I have, sir, as I was commanded from you,

Duke. Be it his pleasure.
Spoke with the king, and have procur'd his leave 2 Lord. But I am sure, the younger of our nature,
For present parting; only he desires

That surfeit on their ease, will, day by day,
Some private specch with you.

Come here for physic.
Ber. I shall obey his will.

Duke. Welcome shall they be;
You must not marvel, Helena, at my course,

And all the honours, that can fly from us,
Which holds not colour with the time, nor does Shall on them settle. You know your places well;
The ministration and required office

When better fall, for your avails they fell :
On my particular: prepar'd I was not

To-morrow to the field! [Flourish. Exeunt.
For such a business; therefore am I found
So much unsettled. This drives me to entreat you,

SCENE II. – Rousillon. Aroom in the Countess's
That presently you take your way for home;

palace.
And rather muse, than ask, why I entreat you:

Enter Countess and clown.
For my respects are better than they seem,

Count. It hath happened all as I would have had it,
And my appointments have in them a need,

save, that he comes not along with her. Greater than shews itself, at the first view,

Clo. By my troth, I take my young lord to be a very Toyou, that know them not. This to my mother! melancholy man.

[Giving a letter. Count. By what observance, I pray you? 'Twill be two days ere I shall see you; so

Col. Why, he will look upon his boot, and sing; mend I leave you to your wisdom.

the ruff, and sing; ask questions, and sing; pick his Hel. Sir, I can nothing say,

teeth, and sing : I know a man that had this trick of But that I am your most obedient servant.

melancholy, sold a goodly manor for a song. Ber. Come, come, no more of that.

Count. Let me see what he writes, and when he Hel. And ever shall,

means to come.

[Opening a letter, With true observance seek to eke out that!

Clo. I have no mind to Isbel, since I was at court : our Wherein toward me my homely stars have fail'd oldling and our Isbels o'the country are nothing like To equalmy great fortune.

your old ling and your Isbels o'the court: the brains Ber. Let that go:

of my Cupid's knocked out; and I begin to love, as an My haste is very great. Farewell! hie home!

old man loves money, with no stomach.
Hel. Pray, sir, your pardon.

Count. What have we here?
Ber. Well, what would
you say?
Clo. E'en that you have there.

[Exit. Hel. I am not worthy of the wealth Iowe;

Count. (Reads.] I have sent you a daughter-in-law : Nor dare I say, 'tis mine; and yet it is;

she hath recovered the king, and undone me. I have But, like a timorous thief, most fain would steal wedded her, not bedded her; and sworn to make the What law does vouch mine own.

not eternal. You shall heur, I am run away; know it, Ber. What would you have ?

before the report come. If there be breadth enough in Hel. Something; and scarce so much :- nothing, the world, I will hold a long distance. My duty to you. indeed.

Your unfortunate son,
I would not tell you what I would: my lord — 'faith,

BERTRAM. yes ;

This is not well, rash and unbridled boy,
Strangers, and foes, do sunder, and not kiss. To fly the favours of so good a king;
Ber. I pray you, stay not, but in haste to horse! To pluck his indignation on thy head,
Hel. I shall not break your bidding, good my lord. By the misprizing of a maid too virtuous
Ber. Where are my other men, monsieur? — Fare- For the contempt of empire.
well!
[Exit Helena.

Re-enter Clown.
Gothou toward home; where I will never come, Clo. O madam, yonder is heavy news within, between
Whilst I can shake my sword, or hear the drum. two soldiers and my young lady.
Away, and for our flight!

Count. What is the matter?
Par Bravely, coragio!

(Exeunt. Clo.Nay, there is some comfort in the news,some com-
fort; ; your son will not be killed so soon as I thought he

I
would.
А ст III.

Count. Why should he be kill'd ?
SCENE I. Florence. Aroom in the Duke's palace. Clo. So say I, madam, if he run away, as I hear he
Flourish. Enter the Duke of Florence, attended; does : the danger is in standing to't; that's the loss
two French lords, and others.

of men, though it be the getting of children. Here they Duke.So that from point to point, now have you heard come, will tell you more: for my part, I only hear, your The fundamental reasons of this war,

son was run away.

[Exit Clown. Whose great decision hath much blood let forth,

Enter Helera and two Gentlemen.
And more thirsts after.
1 Lord. Holy seems the quarrel

1 Gent. Save you, good madam!

Hel. Madam, my lord is gone, for ever gone.
Upon your grace's part; black and fearful

2 Gent. Do not say so!
Duke. Therefore we marvel much, our cousin France I have felt so many quirks of joy, and grief,

Count. Think upon patience !-'Pray you, gentlemen,-
Would, in so just a business, shut his bosom

That the first face of neither, on the start,
Against our borrowing prayers.
2 Lord. Good my lord,

Can woman me unto't. —Where is my son, I pray you?
The reasons of our state I cannot yield,

2 Gent. Madam, he's gone to serve the duke of FloBut like a common and an outward man,

We met him thitherward : from thence we came,
Thatthe great figure of a council frames

And, after some dispatch in hand at court,

On the opposer.

rence:

a

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Dia.

a

Thither webend again.

|That all the miseries, which nature owes,
Hel. Look on his letter, madam; here's my passport. Were mine at once. No, come thou home, Roasillon,
(Reads.)When thou canst get the ring upon my fing- Whence honour but of danger wins a scar,
er, which never shall come off,and show me a child As oft it loses all; I will be gone:
begotten of thy body, that I am father to, then call My being here it is, that holds thee hence:

me husband: but in such a then I write a dever. Shall I stay here to do't? no, no, although
This is a dreadful sentence.

The air of paradise did fan the house,
Count. Brought you this letter, gentlemen ? And angels offic'd all. I will be gove,
1 Gent. Ay, madam;

That pitiful rumour may report my flight,
And, for the contents' sake, are sorry for our pains. To consolate thine ear. Come, night; end, day!

Count. I pr’ythee, lady, have a better cheer! For, with the dark, poor thief, I'll steal away. (Exit.
If thou engrossest all the griefs are thine,
Thou robb'st me of a moiety. He was my son; SCENE III. – Florence. Before the Duke's palace.
But I do wash his name out of my blood,

Flourish. Enter the Duke of Florence, BERTRAM.
And thou art all my child. — Towards Florence is he? Lords, Officers, Soldiers, and others.
2 Gent. Av, madam.

Duke. The general of our horse thou art; and we,
Count. And to be a soldier?

Great in our hope, lay our best love and credence
2 Gent. Such is his noble purpose: and believe't, Upon thy promising fortune.
The duke will lay upon him all the honour,

Ber. Sir, it is
That good convenience claims.

A charge too heavy for my strength; but yet
Count, Return

you
thither?

We'll strive to bear it for your worthy sake
1 Gent. Ay, madam, with the swiftest wing of speed. To the extreme edge of hazard.
Hel. (Reads.] Till I have no wife, I have nothing in Duke. Then go thou forth;
France.

And fortune play npon thy prosperous helm,
'Tis bitter.

As thy anspicious mistress !
Count. Find you that there?

Ber. This very day,
Hel. Ay, madam.

Great Mars, I put myself into thy file:
1 Gent, 'Tis but the boldness of his hand, haply, which Make me but like my thoughts; and I shall prove
His heart was not consenting to.

A lover of thy drum, hater of love. (Exeunt.
Count. Nothing in France, until he have no wife!
There's nothing here, that is too good for him, SCENEIV.- Rousillon. A room in the Countess's pa-
Rut only she: and she deserves a lord,

lace.
That twenty such rude boys might tend upon,

Enter Countess and Steward.
And call her, hourly, mistress. Who was with him? Count. Alas! and would you take the letter of her?
1 Gent, A servant only, and a gentleman,

Might you not know, she would do as she has done,
Which I have some time known.

By sending me a letter? Read it again!
Count. Parolles, was't not?

Stew. Iam Saint Jaques' pilgrim, thither gone;
1 Gent. Ay, my good lady, he.

Ambitious love hath so in me offended,
Count. A very tainted fellow, and full of wickedness. That bare-foot plod I the cold ground upon,
My son corrupts a well-derived nature

With sainted vow my faults to have amended.
With his inducement.

Write, write, that, from the bloody course of war,
1 Gent. Indeed, good lady,

My dearest master, your dear son, may hie;
The fellow has a deal of that, too much,

Bless him at home in peace, whilst I from for
Which holds him much to have.

His name with zealous fervour sanctify:
Count. You are welcome, gentlemen;

His taken labours bid him me forgive;
I will entreat you, when you see my son,

1, his despiteful Juno, sent him forth
To tell him, that his word can never win

From courtly friends, with camping foes to live,
The honour that he loses : more I'll entreat you Where death and danger dog the heels of worth:
Written to bear along.

He is too good and fair for death and me;
2 Gent. We serve you, madam,

Whom I myself embrace, to set him free.
In that and all your worthiest affairs.

Count. Ah, what sharp stings are in her mildest
Count. Not so, but as we change our courtesies.

words!
Will you draw near?(ExeuntCountess and Gentlemen. Rinaldo, you did never lack advice so much,

Hel. Till I have no wife, I have nothing in France. As letting her pass so; had I spoke with her,
Nothing in France, until he has no wife!

I could have well diverted her intents,
Thou shalt have none, Rousillon, none in France, Which thus she hath prevented.
Then hast thou all again. Poor lord! is't I,

Stew. Pardon me, madam!
That chase thee from thy country, and expose

If I had given you this at over-night,
Those tender limbs of thine to the event

She might have been o’erta'en; and yet she writes,
Of the none-sparing war? and is it I,

Pursuit would be in vain.
That drive thee from the sportive court, where thou Count. What angel shall
Wast shot at with fair eyes, to be the mark

Bless this unworthy husband? he cannot thrive,
Of smoky muskets ? 0 you

leaden messengers, Unless her prayers, whom heaven delights to hear,
That ride upon the violent speed of fire,

And loves to grant, reprieve him from the wrath
Fly with falsc aim; move the still-piercing air, Of greatest jastice. - Write, write, Rinaldo,
That sings with piercing, do not touch my lord ! To this unworthy husband of his wife;
Whoever shoots at him, I set him there;

Let every word weigh heavy of her worth,
Whoever charges on his forward breast,

That he does weigh too light: my greatest grief,
I am the caitiff, that do hold him to't;

Though little he do feel it, set down sharply.
And, though I kill him not, I am the cause,

Despatch the most convenient messenger!
His death was so effected : better 'twere,

When, haply, he shall hear that she is gone,
I met the ravin lion when he roar'd

He will return; and hope I may, that she,
With sharp constraint of hunger; better 'twere Hearing so much, will speed her foot again,