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Which, follow'd well, would demonstrate them Clo. I have heen, madam, a wicked creature, But goer's backward.

(now as you and all flesh and blood are: and, indeed, Ber.

His good remembrance, sir, I do marry, that I may repent. [edness. Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb; Count. Thy marriage, sooner than thy wickSo in approof lives not his epitaph,

Clo. I am out of friends, madam; and I hope As in your royal speech. (always say, to have friends for my wife's sake.

King. 'Would, I were with him! He would Count. Such friends are thine enemies, kn3ve. (Methinks I hear him now; his plansive words Clo. You are shallow, madam; e'en great lle scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them, friends; for the knaves come to do that for me To grow there and to bear - Let me not live- which I am aweary of. He, that ears my land, This his good melancholy oft began,

spares my teain, and gives me leave to inn the On the catastrophe and heel of pastime, cror: if I be his cuckold, he's my drndge: lie, When it was out, let me not live, quoth he, that comforts my wife, is the cherisher of my After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuit

flesh and blood ; le, that cherishes my flesh and Of yminger spirits, whose apprehensive senses blood, loves my flesh and blood; he, that loves All but nero things lisdain; whose judgments are my flesh and blood, is my friend : ergo, he that Mere fathers of their garments ; whose constancies kisses my wife, is my friend. If men could be Expire before their fashions :- This lie wislid : contented to be what they are, there were no 1. after him, do after him wish too,

fear in marriage : for young Charbon the puriSince I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home, tan, and old Poysain the papist, howsoe'er their I quickly were dissolved from my hive, hearts are severed in religion, their heads are To give some labourers room.

both one, they may joll horns together, like any 2 Lord,

Yon are lov'd, str:deer i' the herd. They, that least lend it you, shall lark you first. Coint, Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouthed and King. I fill a place, I know't.--How long is't, calumnious knave? count,

Clo. A proplict I, madam; and I speak the
Since the physician at your father's died ? truth the next way.
He was much fam'd.

For I the ballad will repent,
Some six months since, my lord.

Ilkick men full true shall find;
King. If he were living, I would try him yet:-

Your marriage comes by destiny,
Lead me an arm; the rest have worn me out

Your cuckoo sings by kind.
With several applications : nature and sickness
Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count;

Count. Get you gone, sir; I'll talk with you

more anon. My son's no dearer.

Stem. May it please you, madam, that he bid
Thank your majesty.

Helen come to you; of her I am to speak.
SCENE III. Rousillon.

Count. Sirral, tell my_genilewoman, I world
A Room in the Counters's Palace, speak with her, Helen I mean,
Enter Countess, Steward, and Clown. Clo. Was this fair face the cause, quoth ha,
Conent. I will now hear: what say you of this

(Singing gentlewoman?

why the Grecians sacked Troy? Madam, the care I have had to even Fond done, done fond, your content, I wish might be found in the ca

Was this king Priam's joy? lendar of my past endeavours; for then we With that she sighed as she stool, wound our modesty, and make foul the clear- With that she sighed as she stool, liess of our deservings, when of ourselves we

And gove this sentence then ; publish them.

Among nine bad if one be good, Count. What does this knave here? Get you Among nine bad if one be good, gone, sirrah: The complaints I have heard

There's yet one good in ten. of you, I do not all believe; 'tis my flowness, Count. What, one good in ten; you corrupt that I do not: for I know, you lack not fully the song, sirrah. to commit them, and have ability enough to Clo. One good woman in ten, madam; which make such knaveries yours.

is a purifying o' the song: 'Would God would Clo. "Tis not unknown to you, madam, I am serve the world so all the year! we'd find no Count. Well, sir.

la poor fellow. fanlt with the tithe-woman, if I were the parClo. No, madam, 'tis not so well, that I am son: One in ten, quoth a'! an we might have poor; though many of the rich are damned: a good woman born, but every blazing star, But, if I may have your ladyship's good will or at an earthquake, 'twould mend the lottery to go to the world, Isbel the woman and I will well: a man may draw his heart out, ere be do as we may.

pluck one.

(cominand you. Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar?

Count. You'll be gone, sir knave, and do as I Clo. I do beg yonr good will in this case. Clo. That man should be at woman's comCount. In what case ?

mand, and vet no hurt done --Though honesty Clo. In Isbel's case, and mine own. Service be no puritan, yet it will do no hurt; it will is no heritage: and, I think, I shall never have wear the surplice of humility over the black the blessing of God, till I have issue of my gown of a big heart.-I am going, forsooth: the body; for, they say, bearns are blessings business is for Helen to come hither. Count. Tell me thy reason why thon wilt marry.

[Exit Clown, (70. My poor body, madam, requires it: I am Count. Well, now.

(woman entirely. driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go, Stev. I know, madam, you love your gentlethat the devil drives.

Count. Faith, I do: her father bequeathed her Count. Is this all your worship's reason ? to me; and she herself, withont other advantage,

Clo. Faith, madam, I have other holy reasons, may lawfully make title to as much love as she such as they are.

finds: there is more owing her, than is paid; Count. May the world know them?

and more shall be paid ler, than she'll demand. Stew. Madam, I was very late more near her God shield, you mean it not! daughter and mothan, I think, she wished me! alone she was, ther, and did communicate to herself, her own words So strive upon your pulse: What, pale again? to her own cars; she thought, I dare vow for My fear hath catch'd your fondness: Now I see her, they touched not any stranger sense. Her The mystery of your loneliness, and find matter was, she loved your son: Fortune, she Your salt tears' head. Now to all sense 'tis gross, said, was no goddess, that had put such differ- You love my son : invention is asham'd, ence betwixt their two estates; Love, no god, Against the proclamation of thy passion, that would not extend his might, only where To say, thou dost not: therefore, tell me true : qualities were level; Diana, no queen of virgins, But tell me then, 'tis so :-for, look, thy cheeks that would suffer her poor knight to be surprised, Confess it, one to the other: and thine eyes without rescne, in the first assault, or ransome See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours, afterward: This she delivered in the most bitter That in their kind they speak it: only sin touch of sorrow, that e'er I heard virgin exclaim And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue, in: which I held my duty, speedily to acquaint That truth should be suspected : Speak, ist so? you withal; sithence, in the loss that may hap- If it be so, you have wound a goodly clue; pen, it concerns you something to know it. If it be not, forswear 't: howe'er I charge thee,

Count. You have discharged this honestly; As heaven shall work in me for thine avail, keep it to yourself: many likelihoods informed To tell me truly. me of this before, which hung so tottering in Hel.

Good madam, pardon me! the balance, that I could neither believe, nor Count. Do you love my son ? misdoubt; Pray you, leave me:stall this in your Hel.

Your pardon, noble mistress! bosom, and I thank you for your honest care : Count. Love you my son? I will speak with you further anon.

Hel. Do not you love him, madam? [Exit Steward. Count. Go not about; my love hath in't a bond. Enter HELENA.

Whereof the world takes note: come, come, Even so it was with me, when I was young:

disclose If we are nature's, these are ours; this thorn The state of your affection; for your passions Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong; Have to the full appeach'd. Our blood to us, this to our blood is born; He.

Then, I confess, It is the show and seal of nature's truth, Here on my knee, before high heaven and yoll, Where love's strong passion is impress'd in That before you, and next unto high heavela, By our remembrances of days forgone (youth: I love your son :Such were our faults;-or then we thought them My friends were poor, but honest; so's my love: Her eye is sick on't; I observe her now. none. Be not offended; for it hurts not him, Ile. What is your pleasure, madam? That he is lov'd of me: I follow him not Count.

You know, Helen, By any token of presumptuous suit; I am a mother to you.

Nor would I have him, till I do deserve him; Hel. Mine honourable mistress.

Yet never know how that desert should be. Count.

Nay, a mother; I know I love in vain, strive against hope; Why not a mother? When I said, a mother, Yet, in this captious and intenible sieve, Methought you saw a serpent : What's in mo- I still pour in the waters of my love, ther,

And lack not to lose still: thus, Indian-like, That you start at it? I say, I am your mother; Religious in mine error, I adore And put you in the catalogue of those

The sun, that looks upon his worshipper, That were enwombed mine : 'Tis often seen, But knows of him no more. My dearest madam, Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds Let not your hate encounter with my love, A native slip to us from foreign seeds: For loving where you do: but, it yourself, You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan, Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth, Yet I express'd to you a mother's care: Did ever, in so true a flame of liking, God's mercy, maiden! does it curd thy blood, Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian To say, I am thy mother? What's the matter, Was both herself and love! O then, give pity That this distemper'd messenger of wet, To her, whose state is such, that cannot close The many-colourd Iris, rounds thine eye? But lend and give, where she is sure to lose ; Why?--that you are my daughter ? That seeks not to find that her search implies, Hel.

That I am not. But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dius. Count. I say, I am your mother.

Count. Had you not lately an intent, speak Hd. Pardon, madam; To go to Paris ?

[truly, The count Rousillon cannot be my brother: Hel.

Madam, I had. I am from humble, he from honour'd name; Count.

Wherefore? tell true? No note upon my parents, his all noble :

Hel. I will tell truth; by grace itself, I swear, My master, my dear lord he is; and I You know, my father left me some prescripHis servant live, and will his vassal die :

tions He must not be my brother.

Of rare and proved effects, such as his reading, Count.

Nor I your mother? And manifest experience, had collected Hel. You are my mother, madam; 'Would, For general sovereignty; and that he will'd me you were

In heedfulest reservation to bestow them, (So that my lord, your son, were not my brother,) As notes, whose faculties inclusive were, Indeed, my mother!-or were you both our mo- More than they were in note: amongst the rest, thers,

There is a remedy, approv’d, set down, I care no more for, than I do for heaven, To cure the desperate languishes, whereof So I were not his sister: Can't no other, The king is render'd lost. But, I your daughter, he must be my brother? Count.

This was your motive Count. Yes, Helen, you might be my daugh- For Paris, was it? speak.

this: ter-in-law

Hel. My lord, your son made me to think of

Art þrroud.

Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king, Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a coil Had, from the conversation of my thoughts,

with; Haply, been absent then.

Too young, and the nert year, and 'tis too early. Count. But think you, Helen,

Par. An thy mind stand to it, boy, steal away If you should tender your supposed aid,

bravely. He would receive it? He and his physicians Ber. I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock, Are of a mind; he, that they cannot help him; Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry, They, that they cannot help: How shall they Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, credit

But one to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, 1 Lord. There's honour in theft.

[avar. Embowell'd of their doctrine, have left off Par.

Commit it, count. The danger to itself?

2 Lord. I am your accessary; and so farewell. Hd.

There's something hints, Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a torMore than my father's skill,which was the great- 1 Lord. Farewell, captain. (tured body. of his profession, that his good receipt [est 2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles ! Shall, for my legacy, be sanctified

Par. Noble heroes, my sword and yours are By the luckiest stars in heaven: and, would kin. Good sparks and lustrous, a word, good your honour

metals :--You shall find in the regiment of the But give me leave to try success, I'd venture Spinii, one captain Spurio, with his cicatrice, Tre well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure, an emblem of war, here on his sinister cheek ; By such a day, and hour.

it was this very sword entrenched it: say to Conini.

Dost thou believe't? him I live; and observe his reports for me. Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly.

2 Lord. We shall, noble captain. Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave, Par. Mars dote on you for his novices! (Exand love,

eunt Lords.] What will you do? Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings Ber. Stay; the king- [Seeing him rise. To those of mine in court; I'll stay at home,

Par. Use a more specious ceremony to the And pray God's blessing into thy attempt : noble lords: you have restrained yourself with. De gone to-morrow; an be sure of this,

in the list of too cold an adieu : be more exWhat I can help thee to thou shalt not miss. pressive to them; for they wear themselves in

[Exeunt. the cap of the time, there do muster true gait:

eat, speak, and move under the influence of the most received star; and though the devil lead the measure, such are to be followed: after

them, and take a more dilated farewell. SCENE I. Paris.

Rer. And I will do so. A Room in the King's Place. Flourish.

Pur. Worthy fellows: and like to prove most

sinewy sword-men. Enter King, with young Lords taking leave for the

(Exeunt BERTRAM and PAROLLES. Florentine war; BERTRAM, PAROLLES and Attendants.

Enter LAFEU. King. Farewell, young lord, these warlike Inf. Pardon, my lord, (Kneeling.) for me and principles

for my tidings. Do not throw from you :-and you, my lord, King. I'll fee thee to stand up. farewell :


Then here's a man Share the advice betwixt you : if both gain all, Stands, that has brought his pardou. I would, The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis receiv'd,

you And is enough for both.

Had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy; and 1 Lord.

It is our hope, sir, That at my bidding, you could so stand up. After well-enter'd soldiers, to return

King. I would, I had; so I had broke thy pate, And find your grace in health.

And ask'd thee mercy for't. King. No, no, it cannot be ; and yet my heart Laj.

Good faith, across : Will not confess he owes the malady [lords; But, my good lord, 'tis thus; Will you be cur'd That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young of your infirmity ? Whether I live or die, be you the sons


No. Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher Italy


O, will you eat (Those 'bated, that inherit but the fall No grapes, my royal fox ? yes, but you will, of the last monarchy) see, that you come My noble grapes, an if my royal fox Not to woo honour, but to wed it! when (seek, Could reach them: I have seen a medicine, The bravest questant shrinks, find what you That's able to breathe life into a stone; That fame may cry you loud: Í say, farewell. Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary, 2 Lord. Health, at your bidding, serve your With spritely fire and motion; whose simple majesty!

Is powerful to araise king Pepin, nay, (touch King. Those girls of Italy, take beed of them; To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand, They say, our French lack language to deny, And write to her a love-line. If they demand : beware of being captives, King.

What her is this? Before you serve.

Laf. Why, doctor she: My lord, there's one Both. Our hearts receive your warnings. arriv'd,

(honour, King. Farewell. Come hither to me. If you will see her, --oow, by my faith and

[The King retires to a Couch. If seriously I may convey my thoughts 1 Lord. O my sweet lord, that you will stay In this my light deliverance, I have spoke behind us!

With one, that, in her sex, her years, profession, Par, "Tis not his fault; the spark

Wisdom, and constancy, hath amaz'a me more 2 Lord.

O, 'tis brave wars! Than I dare blame my weakness : Will you Pur. Mogt adminable: I have seen those wars. see her,

For that is her demand,) and know her husi- It is not so with him that ail things knows. That done, laugh well at me.

(ness? As 'tis with us that square our guess by shows: King.

Now, good Lafeu, But most it is presiunption in 114, when Bring in the admiration; that we with thee The help of heaven we count the act of men. May spend our wonder too, or take off thine, Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent; By wond'ring how thou took'st it.

Of heaven, not me, make an experiment. Laf.

Nay, I'll fit yota, I am not an impostor, that proclaim And not be all day neither. [Erit LATER. Myself against the level of mine aim; King. Thus he his special nothing ever pro- But know I think, and think I know most sure, lognes.

My art is not past power, nor you past cure. Re-rnter LAFEU, with HELENA,

King. Art thon so confident? Within what Hop'st thou my cure ?

[spare Laf. Nay, come your ways.

Nel. The greatest grace lending grac, King. This haste hath wings indeed. Fre twice the horses of the sun shall bring Lnf. Nay, come your ways:

Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring; This is his majesty, say your mind to him: Ere twice in muk and occidental damp A traitor you do look like; but such traitors Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his slepvlamp; His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle, Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass That dare leave two together; fare you well. Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass;

(Lxit. What is infirm from your sound parts shall tly, K'ing. Now, fair one, does your business ful- Health shall live srce, and sickness freely die. low us?

King. Upon thy certainty and contidence, Hel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon ras What dar'st thou venture ? My father; in what he did profess, well found. llel.

Tax of impudence,-king. I knew him.

(wards him: A strumpet's boldness, a divulged stiame,Hel. The rather will I spare my praises to- Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name ¥. nowing him, is enough. On his bed of death S«ard otherwise; no worse of worst extended, Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one, With vilest torture let my life he ended. Which, as the dearest issue of his practice, king. Methinks, in thee sume blessed spirit And of his old experience the only darling,

doth speak; lie bade me store up, as a triple eye, [so: His powerful sound, within an organ weak : Safer than mine own two, more dear; I have And what impossibility would slay And, hearing your high majesty is touch'd In common sense, sense saves another way. With that malignant cause wherein the honour Thy life is dear; for all, that life can rate Of ny dear father's gift stands chief in power, Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate: I come to tender it, and my appliance,

Youth, beanty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all With all bound humbleness.

That happiness and prime can happy call: King.

We thank you, maiden; Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate Put may not be so credulons of cure,

Skill infinite, or monstrouis desperate. When our most learned doctors leave us; and Sweet practiser, thy physiek I will try; The congregated college have concluded That ministers thine own denth, if I die. That labouring art can never ransome nature Hel. If I break time, or flinch in property From her inaidable estate.--I say we must uot of what I spoke, unpitied let me die; So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope, And well deserred: Not helping, death's my fac; To prostitute our past-eure malady

But, if I lielis, what do you promise me? To empiricks; or to disserer so

king. Make thy demand. Our great self and our credit, to esteem


But will you make it even? Asenseless help, when help past sense we deem. King. Ay, by ny sceptre, and my hopes of Hel. My duty then shall pay me for my pains:


(handi, I will no more enforre mine office on you; Hel. Then shalt thou give me, with thy kingly Humbly entreatins from yon: roval thoughts What husband in thy power I will command : A modest one, to bear me back again.

Exempted be from me the arrogance King. I cannot give thee less, to be calla To choose from forth the royal blood of France; grateful:

[sive. My low and luumble name to propagate
Thou thought'xt to help me; and such thanks I With any branch or impage of the state :
As one year death to those that wish him live; But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know
But, what at full I know, thou know'st vo part; Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.
I knowing all my peril, thou no art.

K' ing. llere is my hand; the premises observd, lid. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, Thy will hy my performance shall be aired; Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy: So make the choice of thy own time; for I, lle that of greatest works is finisher,

Thy resolv'd patient, on thee still rely. Oft does them by the weakest minister: More should I question thee, and more I must; po holy writ in babes hath judgment shot, Though more to know, could not be more to When judges have been babes. Great flouds have trust; town

From whence thou cam'st, how tended on.--- But l'rom simple sonrees; and great seas have dried, Unquestion'd welcome, and undoubtes vest-When miracles have bythegreatest been denied. Give me some help here, ho!-If thou proceer! Oft expectation fails, and most oft there As high as word, my deed shall match thy derdi. Where inost it promises; and oft i: hits,

(Flourish. Laetita. Where hope is coldest, and despair most sits.

SCENE II. Rousillon. King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind maid ;

A Room in the Countess's Palace. Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid .

Enter Countess and Clown, Proffers, not took, renp thanks for their reward. Count. Come on, sir; I shall now put you to

Hel. Inspired merit so breath is barrd: the height of your breeding.


(o. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly and familiar things, supernatural and causes. taught: I know my business is but to the court. Hence is it, that we make trifimg of terror;

count. To the court! why, what place make ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge, pou special, when you put off that with such when we should submit ourselves to an unknown contempt? But to the court!

fear. C'lo. Truly, madam, if God have lent a man Par. Why,'tis the rarest argument of wonder, any manners, he may easily put it off at court: that hath shot out in our latter times. he that cannot make a ler, put off's cap, kiss Ber. And so 'tis. his hand,and say nothing, has neither leg, hands, Laf. To be relinquish'd of the artists, lip, nor cap; and, indeed, such a fellow, to say Hur. So I say, both of Galen and Paracelsus: precisely, were not for the court: but, for me, Laf. Of all the learned and authentick felI have an answer will serve all men,

Iur. Right, so I say.

[low,--Count. Marry, that's a bountiful answer, that Laf. That gave him out incurable,-fiis all questions.

Par. Why, there 'tis; so say I too. Clo. It is like a barber's chair, that fits all Taf. Not to be helped,--buttocks; the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, Itir. Right: as 'twere a man assured of anthe brawn-buttock, or any buttock. stions? Iaf. Uncertain life, and sire death.

Count. Will your answer serve tit to all ques- Pur. Just, you say well; so would I have said.

Clo. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an Laf. I may truly say, it is a novelty to the attorney, as your French crown for your taffata world. punk, as Tib's rush for Tom's fore-tinger, as a Par. It is indeed: if you will have it in shore pancake for Shrove Tuesday, a morris for May-ing, you shall read it in- What do you can day, as the nail to his hole, the cuckold to his there?

[tarthly actor. horn, as a scolding quean to a wrangling knave, Laf. A showing of a heavenly effect in an as a nun's lip to the friar's mouth; nay, as the

Par. That's it I would have said; the very pudding to his skin.

Count. Have you, I say, an answer of such Laf. Why, your dolphin is not lustier: 'fore fitness for all questions?

me I speak in respect.Clo. below your duke, to beneath your Par. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that constable, it will fit any question.

is the brief and the tedious of it and he is of Count. It must be an answer of most monstrous most facinorous spirit, that will not acknowledge size, that must fit all demands.

Inf. Very hand of heaven. [it to be the---Cla, But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the Par. Ay, so I say. learned shonld speak truth of it: here it is, and Laf. In a most weakall that belongs to't: Ask me, if I am a cour- Pur. And debile minister, great power, rat tier; it shall do you no harın to learn.

transcendence: which should, indeed, sive iis Count. To be young again, if we could: I will a furtheruse to be made, than alone the recovery be a fool in question, hoping to be the wiser by of the king, as to beyour answer. I pray you, sir, are you a courtier? Jaf. Generally thankful.

Clo, O Lord, sir, There's a simple putting Enter King, HELENA, and Attendants, off;--more, more, a hundred of them.

Par. I would have said it; you say well: Count. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, that Ilere comes the king Joves you.

Laf. Lustick, as the Dutchman says: I'll like Clo. O Lord, sir,---Thick, thick, spare not me. a maid the better, whilst I have a tooth in my

Count. I think, sir, you can eat none of this bead: Why, he's able to lead her a coranto. homely meat.

[yon. Par. Mort du Vinaigre! Is not this lielen? Clo. O Lord, sir,-Nay, put me to't, I warrant Laf. 'Fore God, I think so. Count. You were latelywhipped, sir, as I think. King. Go, call before me all the lords in Clo. O Lord, sir, --Spare not me.


(Erit on Attendant. Count. Do yon cry, 6 Loril, sir, at your whip-Sit, my preserver, by thy patient's side; ping, and spare noi me? Indeed, your, O Lord, And with this healthful hand, whose banish'd sir, is very sequent to your whipping; you would answer very well to a whipping, if you were Thou hast repeald, a second time receive but bound to't.

The confirmation of my promis d gift, Clo. I ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my Which but attends thy naming. -- Lord sir; I see, things may serre long, but

Enter seiern! Lords. not serve ever.

Fair innid, send forth thine eye : this yonthful Count. I play the noble housewife with the parcel time, to entertaju it so merrily with a fool. Of noble bachelors stand at my bestowing.

Cio. O Lord, sir,- Why, there't serves well O'er whom both sovereign power and father's again.

(Helen this, I have to use: thy frank election make; (voice Crunt. An end, sir, to your business: Give Thou hast power to choose, and they none to Aud urge her to a present answer back:


(mistress Commend me to my kinsmen, and my son; 11. To each of you one fair and virtuous This is not much.

Fall, when love please!--marry, to each, but one! C'lo. Not much commendation to them.

Lat. I'd give bay Curtal, and his furniture. Count. Not much employment for you: You My month no more were broken than these boys', understand me?

And writ as little beard. ('lo. Most fruitfully; I am there before mylegs. King. I

Peruse them wcil: Counl. Haste you again. [Errunt severally. Not one of those but had a noble father.

Tel. (entlemen, SCENE III. Paris. A Room in the King's Palace. Heaven lath, through me, restored the king to

[health. Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES. All. We understand it, aild thank Heaven for Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we you.

[thiest, have our philosophical persons, to make modern Hel. I am a simple maid; and therein weal


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