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ons boy; who is a whale to virginity, and de- of the best that is. In a retreat he outruns any vours up all the fry it tinds.

lackey; marry, in coming on he has the cran. ker. Damnable, both sides rogue !

1 Sold. If your life be saved, will you under1 Sold. When he swears oaths, bid hindrop gold, take to betray the Florentine? and take it ;

Par. Ay, and the captain of his horse, corint After he scores, he never pays the score ;

Rousillon.

[his pleasure. Hal; won, is match roell made; match, and well make 1 Sold. I'll whisper with the general, and know He ne'er pays after debts, take it before;

Par, I'll no more drumming; a plane of all And say, a soldier, Dian, told thee this,

drums! Only to seem to deserve well, and to Men are to mell with, boys are not to kiss ; beguile the supposition of that lascivious young For count of this, the count's a fool, I know it, boy the count, have I run into this danger: Who pays before, but not when he does ove it. Yet, who would have suspected an ambush Thine, as he vow'd to thee in inine car, where I was taken?

(Aside. PALOLLES. 1 Sold. There is no remedy, sir, but you must Ber. Ile shall be whipped through the army die: the general says, you, that lave so traiwith this rhyme in his for head.

torously discovered the secrets of your army, 2 Loril. This is your devoted friend, sir, the and made such pestiferons reports of men very manifold linguist, and the armnipotent soldier. nobly held, can serve the world for no honest

Der. I could endure any thing wefore but a use; therefore you must die. Come, headsmen, cat, and now he's a cat to ine.

off with his head.

(my death i Sold. I perceive, sir, by the general's looks, Par. O Lord, sir; let me live, or let me sce we shall be fain to hang you.

1 Sold. That shall you, and take your leave of Par. My life, sir, in any case: not that I am all your friends,

[Unmuffling him afraid to die; but that, my oifinces being many, So, look about yon; Know you any liere? I would repent out the remainder of nature; let Ber. Good morrow, noble captain. ine live, sir, in a dungeon, i'the stocks, or any 2 Lord. God bless you, captain Parolles. where, so I may live.

1 Lord. God save you, noble captain. 1 Sold. We'll see what may be done, so you 2 Lord. Captain, what greeting will you to my confess freely; therefore, once more to this cap- lord Lafeu? I am for France. tain Dumain: You have answered to his reputat- 1 Lord. Good captain, will you give me a tion with the duke, and to his valour: What is copy of the sounet you writ to Diana in behalf . his honesty?

of the count Rousillon ? an I were not a very lur. He will steal, sir, an egg out of a clois-coward, I'd compel it of you; but fare you well. ter; for rapes and ravishinents he parallels

[Ercunt BERTRANI, Lords, de Nessus. lle professes not keeping of oaths; in 1 Sold. You are undone, captain: all but you breaking them, he is stronger than llerculez. scarf, that has a knot on't yet. lle will lie, sir, with such volubility, that you Per. Who cannot be crushed with a plot ? would think truth were a fool: drunkeness is

1 Sold. If you could find out a country where his best virtue; for he will be swine-drunk ; but women were that had received so much and in his sleep he does little harm, save to his shame, you might begin an impudent nation. bed-clothes about him; but they know his con- Firre you well, sir; I am for France too; we ditions, and lay him in straw. I have but little siiall speak of you there.

[E.cit. more to say, sir, of his honesty: he has every Par. Yet I am thankful; if my heart were thing that an honest man should not have; what great. an honest man should have, he has nothing. 'Twould burst at this: Captain, I'll be no more: 1 Lord. I begin to love him for this.

But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft Ber. For this description of thine honesty? A As captain shall: simply the thing I am pox upon him for me, he is more and moro à cat. Sball make me live. Who knows himself a

1 Sold. What say you to his experimess in war? braggart,

Pur. Faith, sir, he has led the drun before Let him fear this; for it will come to pass, the English tragedians,-to belie bim, I will That every braggart shall be found an ass. not,-- and more of his soldiership I know not; Rust, sword! cool, blughes! and, Parolles, live except in that country, he had the honour to Safest in shame! being fool'd, by foolery thrive! be the officer at a place there calld Mile End, There's place, and means, for every man alive to instruct for the doubling of files; I would do I'll after them.

(Exit the man what honour I can, but of this I am

SCENE IV. Florence. not certain. 1 Lord. He hath out-villained villany so far,

A Room in the Widow's House. that the rarity redeems him.

Enter JELENA, Widow, and TLAXA. Der. A pox on him! he's a cat still.

Hel. That you may well perceire I have not 1 Soh. His qualities being at this poor price,

wrong d you, I need not ask you, if gold will corrupt him to One of the greatest in the Christian world revolt.

Shall be my surety;'fore whose throne, 'tis need Pur. Sir, for a quart deca he vill sell the fee- Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel: [ simple of his salvation, the inheritance of it: Time was, I did him a desired office, and cut the entail from all remainders, and a Dear almost as his life; which gratitude perpetual succession for it perpetually. Through tlinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth

1 Sou. What's his brother, the other captain And answer, thanks: I duly am inform’d, Dumain?

His grace is at Marseilles; to which place 2 Lord. Why does he ask him of me? We have convenient convoy. You must know, 1 Sold. What's he?

I am supposed dead: the army brenkings, Par. Evin a crow of the same nest; not alto- My husband hies hiru home; where, heave: gether so great as the first in goodness, but aiding, greater a great deal in evil. le excels his bro. And by the leave of my good lord the king, ther for a coward, yet his brother is reputed one We'll be, before our welceme.

Vid.

Gentle madam, not this to suggest thee from thy master thus You never liad a servant, to whose trust talkest of; serve him still. Your business was more welcome.

Clo. I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always Hel.

Nor you, mistress, loved a great fire; and the master I speak of, Ever a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour ever keeps a good fire. But, sure, he is the To recompense your love: doubt not, but heaven 'prince of the world, let his nobility remain in llath brought meup to be your daughter's dower, his court. I am for the house with the narrow As it hath fated her to be my motive

gate, which I take to be too little for pomp to And helper to a husband. But, ( strange men! enter: some, that humble themselves, inay; but That can such sweet use makeof what they hate, the many will be too chilland tender; and they'll When saucy trusting of the cozen'd thoughts be for the flowery way, that leads to the broad Detiles the pitely night! so lust doth play gate, and the great fire. With what it loather, for that which is away: Luf. Go thy ways, begin to be a-weary of But more of this hereafter:

-You, Diana, thee; and I tell thee so before, because I would Under my poor instructions yet must suiter not fall out with thee. Go thy ways; let my Something in my behalf.

horses be well looked to, without any tricks. Di.

Let death and honesty C'lo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, they Go with your impositions, I am yours

shall be jades' tricks; which are their own riglit Upon your will to suffer.

by the law of nature.

[Erit. Hel.

Yet, I pray you, Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy. But with the word, the time will bring on sum- Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, made mer.

himself much sport out of him: by his authority When briars shall have leaves as well as thorns, he remains here, which he thinks is a patent for And be as sweet as sharp. We must away; his sauciness, and, indeed, he has no pace', but Our waggon is prepard, and time revives us : runs where he will. All's well that ends well: still the tine's the crown; laf. I like him well; 'lis not amiss; and I Whate'er the course, the end is the renown. was about to tell you, since I heard of the good

[E.ccunt. lady's death, and that my lord your son was SCENE V. Rousillon.

upon his return home, I noved the king my A Room in the Countess's Palace.

master, to speak in the behalf of my daughter,

which, in the minority of them both, his majesty, Enter Countess, LAFEU, and Clown. out of a self-gracious remembrance, did first priInf. No, no, no, your son was misled with a pose: his hightiess hath promised me to do it: suipi-taffata fellowthere;whosevillanous saffron and, to stop up the displeasure he hath conceived would have made all the unbaked and doughy against your son, there is no fitter matter. How youth of a nation in his colour: your daughter- does your ladyship like it? in-law had been alive at this hour; and your Count. With very much content, my lord, and -on here at home, more advanced by the king, I wish it happily effected. than by that red-tailed humble-bee I speak of. Laf. His highness comes post from Marseilles.

Count. I would, I had not known him it was of as able body as when he numbered thirty: the death of the most virtuous gentlewoman, he will be here to-morrow, or I am deceived by that ever nature had praise for creating: if she him that in such intelligence hath seldom failed. liad partaken of my flesh, and cost me the dearest Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall sea frans of a mother, I could not have owed her him ere I die. I have letters that my son will a inore rooted love.

be here to-night: I shall beseech your lordship Laj. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: to reinnin with me till they meet together. we may pick a thousand salads, ere we light on Laf. Madam, I was thinking, with what mansuch another herb.

ners I might safely be admitted. (privilege. Clo. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-iarjoram Count. You need but plead your honourable of the salad, or rather the herb of grace.

Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; Laf. They are not salad-herbs, you knave, but, I thank my God, it holds vet. they are nose-herbs.

Re-enter Cloin. Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir, I hare Clo. O madam, yonder's my lord your son not much skill in grass.

with a patch of velvet on's face: whether there Laf. Whether dost thou profess thyself; a be a scar under it, or no, the velvet knows; but knave or a fool ?

(knave at å man's. 'tis a goodly patch of velvet: his left cheek is it Clo. A fool, sir, at a woman's service, and a cheek of two pile and a half, but his right check Laf. Your distinction?

is wom bare. Clo. I would cozen the man of his wife, and las: A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a do his service.

good livery of honour; so, belike, is that. Laf. So you were aknave at his service, indiced.

Clo. But it is your carbonadoed face. cio. And I would give his wife my bauble, Laf. Let us go see your son, I pray you; I sir, to do her service.

long to talk with the yonng noble soldier, Inf. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both

Clo. 'Faith, there's a dozen of 'em, with deliClo. At your service. (knave and fool. cate fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which Laj. No, no, no.

bow the head, and nod at every man. (Exeron.. Che. Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve as great a prince as you are.

Laf. Who's that? a Frencliman?

Chlo. 'Faith, sir, he has an English name : bit his phisnomy is more hotter in France, than

SCENE I. Marseilles. A Street. Inf. What prince is that?

(there. C'l. The black prince, sir, alias, the prince of

Enter II ELENA, Widow, and Diana, with too darkness; alias, the devil.

Attendants. laf. Hold thee, there's my purse: I give thee Hel. But this exceeding posting, day and night

Art Fifth .

Must wear your spirits low: we cannot help it;'pity his distress in my smiles of comfort, and
But, since you have made the days and nights as leave him to your lordship. (Exit Clown.
To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs, (one, Par. My lord, I am a man whom fortune hath
Be bold, you do so grow in my requital, cruelly scratched.
As nothing can unroot you. In happy time; Laf. And what would you have me to do?
Enter a gentle, Astringer.

'tis too late to pare her nails now. Wherein This man may help me to his majesty's ear, have you played the knave with fortune, that If he would spend his power.-God save you, sir. she should scratch you, who of herself is a good Gent. And you.

lady, and would not have knaves thrive long Hel. Sir, I have seen you in the court of France. under her? There's a quart d'ecu for you: Let Gont. I have been sometimes there.

the justices make you and fortune friends; I Hel. I do presume, sir, that you are not fallen am for other business. From the report that goes upon your goodness;

Pur. I beseech your honour, to hear me one And therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions, single word. Which lay nice nianners by, I put you to Laf. You beg a single penny more: come, The use of your own virtues, for the which you shall ha't: save your word. I shall continue thankful.

Pur. My name, my good lord, is Parolles. Gent.

What's your will? Laf. You beg inore than one word then.-Hel. That it will please you,

Cox' my passion! give me your hand :-Hoir To give this poor petition to the king;

does your drum? And aid me with that store of power you have,

Pur. O my good lord, you were the first that To come into his presence.

found me.

[lost thet. Gent. The king's not here.

Laf. Was I, in sooth? and I was the first that Hri. Not here, sir?

Par. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in Gent.

Not, indeed : some grace, for you did bring me out. He hence remov'd last night, and with more Lof. Out upon thee, knave! dost thou pnt Than is his use.

Thaste upon me at once both the office of God and the Wid.

Lord, how we lose our pains ! devil? one brings thee in grace, and the other Hel. Als well that enris tell, yet;

brings thee out. (Trumpels sound.The king's Though time seem so adverse, and means unfit.--coming, I know by his trumpets.-Sirrah, inI do beseech you, whither is he gone?

quire further after me; I had talk of you last Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon;

night: thongli you are a fool and a kuave, you Whither I am going.

shall eat; go to, follow.
Hel.
I do beseech you, sir,
Par. I praise God for you.

(Exeuni. Since you are like to see the king before me,

SCENE III. The same.
Commend the paper to his gracious hand;
Which, I presume, shall render you no blame,
I

A Room in the Countess's Palace. Flourish. But rather make you thank your pains for it: Enter King, Countess, LaFeu, Lords, GentleI will come after you, with what good speed

men, Guards, &c. Our means will make us means.

King. We lost a jewel of her; and our esteen Gent.

This I'll do for you. Was made much poorer by it; but your son, Hel. And you shall find yourself to be well As mad in folly, lack'd the sense to know thank'd

Her estimation home. Whate'erfalls more.-We must to horse again;-- Count.

'Tis past, my liege: Go, go, provide.

[Exeunt. And I beseech your majesty to make it

Natural rebellion, done i'the blaze of youth: SCENE II. Rousillon.

When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force, The inner Court of the Countess's Palace, O'erbears it, and burns on. Enter Clown and PAROLLES.

King.

My honour'd lady, Par. Good Monsieur Lavatch, give my Lord I have forgiven and forgotten all; Lafeu this letter: I have ere now, sir, been better Though iny revenges were high bent upon bim, known to you, when I have held familiaritywith And watch'd the time to shoot. fresher clothes; but I am now, sir, muddied in Laf.

This I must say, fortune's moat, and smell somewhat strong of But first I beg my pardon,- The young lord her strong displeasure.

Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady, Clo. Truly, fortune's displeasure is but slut-Offence of mighty note; èut to himself tish, if it smell so strong as thou speakest of:I The greatest wrong of all: he lost a wife, will henceforth eat no fish of fortune's buttering. Whose beauty did astonish the survey stive. 'Pr’ythee, allow the wind.

Of richest eyes; whose words all ears took capPur. Nay, you need not stop your nose, sir; Whose dear perfection, hearts that scoru'd to I spake but by a metaphor.

Humbly call'd mistress.

(serve, Clo. Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stink, I will King.

Praising what is lost, stop my ose; or against any man's metaphor. Makes the remembrance dear.--Well, call him 'Prythee, get thee further.

hither; Par. 'Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper. We are reconcil'd, and the first view shall kill

Clo. Foh, 'prythee, stand away; A paper All repetition :-Let him not ask our pardon; froin fortune's close-stool to give to a noble- The nature of his great offence is dead, man! Look, here he comes himself.

And deeper than oblivion do we bury
Enter LAFEU.

The incensing relicks of it: let him approach, Here is a pur of fortune's, sir, or of fortune's A stranger, no offender; and inform him, cat (but not a musk-cat,) that has fallen into the so 'tis our will be should. unclean fishpond of her displeasure, and, as he Gent.

I shall, my liege, kays, is muddied withal: 'Pray you, sir, use the

(Erit Gentleman. carp as you may; for he look like a poor, de- King. What says he to your daughter? bave cayed, ingenious, foulish, rama!), kuulve

you Epoko!

i du

ness.

Laf. All that he is hath reference to yourhigh-1 Laf.

I am sure, I saw her wear it.

Ber. You are deceiv'd, my lord, she never saw King. Then shall we have a match. I have it : That set him high in fame. [letters sent me In Florence was it from a casement thrown me Enter BERTRAM.

Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain'd the name Laf.

lle looks well on't. Of her that threw it: noble she was, and thought King. I am not a day of season,

I stood ingag'd: but, when I had subscrib'd For thou mayst see a sunshine and a hail To mine own fortune, and informed her fully, In me at once: But to the brightest beams I could not answer in that course of honour Distracted clouds give way; so stand thou forth, As she had made the overture, she ceas'd, The time is fair again.

In heavy satisfaction, and would never Ber.

My high-repented blames, Receive the ring again. Dear sovereign, pardon to me.

King.

Plutus himself, King.

All is whole; That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine, Not one word more of the consumed time. Hath not in nature's mystery more science Let's take the instant by the forward top. Than I have in this ring: 'twas mine, 'twis For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees

Helen's, The inaudible and noiseless foot of time Whoever gave it you: Then if you know Steals ere we can effect them: You remember That you are well acquainted with yourself, The daughter of this lord ?

Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforceBer. Admiringly, my liege : at first

ment

(surety, I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart You got it from her: she call'd the saints to Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue : That she would never put it from her finger, Where the impression of mine eye infixing, Unless she gave it to yourself in bed, Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me, (Where you have never come), or sent it us Which warp'd the line of every other favour; Upon her great disaster. Scorn'd a fair colour, or express'd it stol'n; Ber.

She never saw it. Extended or contracted all proportion,

King. Thou speak'st it falsely, as I love mins To a most hideous object: Thence it came,

honour; That she, whom all men prais'd, and whom And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me, myself,

Which I would fain shut out: If it should prove Since I have lost, have lov'd, was in mine eye That thou art so inhuman, —'twill not prove so;The dust that did offend it.

And yet I know not:--thou didst hate herdeadly King.

Well excus'd: (away and she is dead: which nothing, but to close That thou didst love her, strikes sone scores Her eyes myself, could win me to believe, From the great compt: But love, that comes too More than to see this ring.–Take him away.-Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried, [late,

[Guards srize BERTRAM. To the great sender turns a sour offence, My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall, Crying, that's good that's gone: our rash faults shall tax my fears of little vanity, [him :Make trivial price of serious things we have, Having vainly feared too little.--Away with Not knowing them, until we know their grave: We'll sift this matter further. Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust,

Ber.

If you shall prove Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust: This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy Our own love waking cries to see what's done, Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florenze, While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon. Where yet she never was. Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget her.

(Exit BERTRAM, guarded. Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin:

Enter a Gentleman. The main consents are had; and here we'll stay, King. I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings. To see our widower's second marriage-day.

Gent.

Gracious sovereign. Count. Which better than the first, o dear hea- Whether I have been to blame, or no, I know not; Ven, bless!

Here's a petition from a Florentine, Or, are they meet in me ( nature, cease! Who hath, for four or five removes, corne short Laf. Come un, my son, in woom my house's To tender it herself. I undertook it,

Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and speech Must be digested, give a favour from you, Of the poor suppliant, who by this, I know, To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter, Is here attending; her business looks in her That she may qnickly conne.-By my old beard, With an importing visage ; and she told me, And every hair that's on't, Helen, that's dead,' In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern Was a sweet creature; such a ring as this, Your highness with herself. The last that e'er I took her leave at court, King. [Reads.) Upon his many protestations la I saw upon her finger.

marry me, when his wife was dead, I blush to say it, Per.

Hers it was not. (eye, he won me. Noo is the Count Rousillon a widower : King. Now, 'pray you, let me see it, for mine his vous are forfeited to me, and my honour's paid to While I was speaking, oft was fasten'd to it.- him. He stole from Florence, taking no leave, and This ring was mine: and, when I gave it Helen, I follow him to his country for justice : Grant it me, I bade her, if her fortune ever stood

O king; in you it best lies; otherwise a sculucor Necessitied to help, that by this token Nourishes, and a poor maid is undone. I would relieve her: Had you that craft to reave

DIANA CAPULET. Of what should stead her most?

her Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and Ber

My gracions sovereign, toll for him: for this, I'll none of him. Howe'er it pleases you to take it so,

King. The heavens have thought well on thee, The ring was never bers.

Lafeu,

suitors : Count.

Son, on my life, To bring forth this discovery.--Seek these I have seen her wear it; and she rockon'd it Go, speedily, and bring again the count. At her life's rate.

(Exeunt Gentlenian, and some Attendaulika

name

Q

to yoll,

mine;

I am afrard, the life of Heien, lady,

King.

She hath that ring of yours. W? fonlly snatch'd.

Ber. I think she has: certain it is, I liked her,
Count.

Now, justice on the doors, And boarded her i' the wanton way of youth:
Enter BERTRAM, guarded.

She knew her distance, and did angle for me,
King. I wonder, sir, since wives are monsters Madding my eagerness with her restraint,

[slip, As all impediments in fancy's course And that you fly them as you swear them lord" Are motives of more fancy; and, in fine, Yet you desire to marry -- What woman's that? Her insult coming with her modern grace,

Subdued me to her rate : she got the ring;
Re-enter Gentleman, with Widow, and Diana.

And I had that, which any inferior might
Dia. I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine, At market-price have bought.
Derived from the ancient Capulet:

Dia.

I must be patient;
My snít, as I do understand you know,

You that turn'd off a first so noble wife,
And therefore know how far I may be pitied. May justly diet me. I pray you yet,
Wid. I am her mother, sir, whose age and ho- (Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband),
nour

Send for your ring, I will again return it home,
Poth suffer under this complaint we bring, And give me mine again.
And both shall cease, without your remedy.

Ber.

I have it not. King. Come hither, count; Do you know these King. What ring was yours, I pray you? women ?

Pia.

Sir, much like Ber. My lord, I neither can, nor will deny The same upon your finger.

(of late. But that I know them: Do they charge me fur- King. Know you this ring? this ring was his ther?

Dia. And this was it I gave him, being abed. Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your King. The story then goes false, you threw it Ber. She's none of mine, my lord. (wife? Out of a casement.

[him Dia. If you shall marry, Dia.

I have spoke the truth.
You give away this hand, and that is mine;

Enter PAROLLES,
You give away heaven's vows, and those are Ber. My lord, I do confess the ring was hers.

King. Yon boggle shrewdly, every feather
You give away myself, which is known mine; Is this the man you speak of? [starts you.-----
For I by vow am so embodied yours,

Dia.

Ay, my lord. That she, which marries you, must marry me, King. Tell me, sirrah, but tell me true, I Either both or none.

charge you, Laf. Your reputation [TO BERTRAM) comes Not fearing the displeasure of your master too short for my daughter; you are no husband (Which, on your just proceeding, I'll keep off, for her.

(creature, By him, and by this woman here, what know you? Ber. My lord, this is a fond and desperate Por. So please your majesty, my master hath Whom sometime I have laughed with: let your been an honourable gentleman; tricks he hath highness

had in him, which gentlemen have. Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour,

King. Come, come, to the purpose: Did ho
Than for to think that I would sink it here. love this woman?
King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them Par. 'Faith, sir, he did love her; But how?
ill to friend,

King. How, I pray you?
Till your deeds gain them: Fairer prove your Par. He did love her, sir, as a gentleman
Than in iny thought it lies!

(honour, King. How is that? (loves a woman. Dr.

Good my lord, Prur. He loved her, sir, and loved her not. Ask him upon his oath, if he does think

King. As thon art a knave, and no kpave: Ile had not my virginity.

What an equivocal companion is this?
King. What say'st thou to her ?

Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's
Ber.
She's impudent, my lord : command.

(orator. And was a common gamester to the camp. laf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty

Din. He does me wrong, my lord; if I were so, Dir. Do you know, be promis'd me marriage ?
lle might have bought me at a common price: Par. 'Faith, I know more than I'll speak.
Do not believe him : 0, behold this ring, King. But wilt thou not speak all thou know'st?
Whose high respect, and rich validity,

lar. Yes, so please your majesty: I did go Did lack a parallel; yet, for all that,

between them, as I said; but more than that, Jie gave it to a commoner o' the camp, he loved hier,--for, indeed, he was mad for her, li l be one.

and talk'd of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, Count. He blnshes, and 'tis it: and I know not what: yet I was in that credit Of six preceding ancestors, that gem

with them at that time, that I knew of their ('onferr'd by testament to the sequent issue, going to bed; and of other motions, as promisJlath it been owd and worn. This is his wife : ing her marriage, and things that would derive That ring's a thousand proofs.

me ill will to speak of, therefore I will not speak King.

Methought you said, what I know.
Yon saw one here in court could witness it. King. Thou hast spoken all already, unless

Dia. I did, my lord, but Joath am to produce thou canst say they are married ! But thou art
So bad an instrument; his name's Parolles. ton fine in thy evidence: therefore stand aside.-

1af. I saw the map to-day, if man he be. This ring, you say, was yours? king. Find him, and bring him hither.

Dia,

Ay, my good lord. Ber.

What of him! King. Where did you buy it? or who gavo
Ile's quoted for a most perfidious slavo,

it you?
With all the spots o'theworld tax'd and debosh'd: Dvia. It was not given me, nor I did not buy it.
Whose nature sickens, but to speak a truth: King. Who lent it you?
Am I or that, or this, for what be'W ntter,

Dra.

It was not lent me neither. That will speak any thing?

king. Where did you find it then?

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