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More than to see this ring. - Take him away.

[Guards freze Bertram.
My fore-paft proofs, howe'er the matter fall,
Shall tax my fears of little vanity,
Having vainly fear's too little. --Away with him;
We'll lift this matter further.
Ber. If


This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy
Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence,
Where yet she never was.

[Exit, guarded.
Enter a Gentleman.
Kin. I am wrapt in dismal thinkings.

Gen. Gracious fovereign, Whether I have been me, or no, I know not; Here's a petition from a Florentine, Who hath, for four or five removes, come short To tender it herself. I undertook it, Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and speech Of the poor suppliant, who by this, I know, Is here attending : her business looks in her With an importing visage ; and she told me, In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern Your highness with herself. Rin. [reads.] Upon his many proteftations to marry me, when his wife was dead, I blush to say it, he won me. Now is the count Rofillion a widower ; his vows are forfeited to me, and my honours pay'd to him. He ftole from Florence, taking no leave, and I follow him to his country for justice : Grant it me, o king, in you it beft lies; otherwise, a seducer flourishes, and a poor maid is undone.

Diana Capulet.

Vol. IV,

LAF. I'll buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and toll for this. I'll none of him.

Kin. The heavens have thought well on thee, Lafeug To bring forth this discovery. Seek these suitors: Go, speedily, and bring again the count.

[Exeunt fome Attendants. I am afeard, the life of Helen, lady, Was foully snatch'd. Cou. Now, justice on the doers !

Re-enter BERTRAM, guarded.
Kin. I wonder, fir, wives are such monsters to you;
And that you fly them, as you swear to them;
you desire to marry. - What woman's that?

Enter Widow, and DIANA.
Dia. I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine,
Derived from the ancient Capulet;
My suit, as I do understand, you know,
And therefore know how far I


be pity'd. Wid. I am her mother, fir, whose


and honour Both suffer under this complaint we bring, And both shall cease, without your remedy. [women ?

Kin. Come hither, count ; Say, do you know these

BER. My lord, I neither can, nor will, deny
But that I know them : Do they charge me further?

Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your wife?
BER. She's none of mine, my lord.
Dia. If you


You give away this hand, and that is mine;
You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine;
You give away myself, which is known mine;
For I by vow am so embody'd yours,
That the, which marries you, must marry me,

Either both, or none.

LAF. Your reputation [to Ber.) comes too short for my daughter, you are no husband for her.

Ber. My lord, this is a fond and desperate creature, Whom sometime I have laugh'd with : let your highness Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour, Than for to think that I would fink it here.

Kin. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to friend, 'Till your deeds gain them; Fairer prove your honour, Than in my thought it lies !

Dia. Now, good my lord,
Ask him upon his oath, if he does think
He had not my virginity.

Kin. What say'st thou to her?
Ber. She's impudent, my lord ;
And was a common gamester to the camp.

Dia. He does me wrong, my lord ; if I were so,
He might have bought me at a common price :
Do not believe him: 0, behold this T ring,
Whose high respect, and rich validity,
Did lack a parallel ; yet, for all that,

it to a commoner o’the camp,

If I be one.

Cou. He blushes, and 'tis it:
Of fix preceding ancestors, that jem,
Confer'd by testament to the sequent issue,
Hath it been ow'd, and worn. This is his wife;
That ring's a thousand proofs.

Kin. Methought, you said,
You saw one here in court could witness it.

Dia. I did, my lord, but loth am to produce
So bad an instrument; his name's Parolles.

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LAF. I saw the man to-day, if man he be.
Kin. Find him, and bring him hither.

BER. What of him ?
He's quoted for a moft perfidious flave,
With all the spots o'the world tax'd and debolh'd;
Whose nature fickens but to speak a truth :
Am I or that, or this, for what he'll utter,
That will speak any thing ?
Kin. She hath that ring of

BER. I think, she has : certain it is, I lik'd her,
And boarded her i’the wanton way of youth :
She knew her distance, and did angle for me,
Madding my eagerness with her restraint,
As all impediments in fancy's course
Are motives of more fancy; and, in fine,
Her infuit coming with her modern grace,
Subdu'd me to her rate : she got the ring ;
And I had that, which any inferior might
At market-price have bought.

Dia. I must be patient ;
You that turnid off a first so noble wife,
May justly diet me. I pray you yet,
(Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband)
Send for your ring, I will return it home,
And give me mine again.

BER. I have it not.
Kin. What ring was yours,


pray you?
Dia. Sir, much like
The fame upon your finger.

Kin. Know you this ring? this ring was his of late.
Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed.
Kin. The story then goes false, you threw it him

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Out of a casement.
DIA. I have spoke the truth.

Ber. My lord, I do confess, the ring was hers.

Kin. You boggle shrewdly, every feather starts you.
Is this the man you speak of?
Din. Ay, my lord.

[you, Kin. now tell me, firrah, but tell me true, I charge Not fearing the displeasure of your master, (Which, on your juft proceeding, I'll keep off) By hịm, and by this woman here, what know you?

PAR. So please your majesty, my master hath been an honourable gentleman;

tricks he hath had in him, which gentlemen have :

[woman? Kin. Come, come, to the purpose ; Did he love this PAR. 'Faith, fir, he did love her; But how? Kin. How, I pray you?

[man. Par. He did love her, sir, as a gentleman loves a woKin. How is that? Par. He lov'd her, fir, and lov'd her not. Kin. As thou art a knave, and no knave :

What an equivocal companion is this?

[mand. Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's comLAF. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty orator. Dua. Do you know, he promis'd me marriage ? PAR. 'Faith, I know more than I'll speak. Kin. But wilt thou not speak all thou know'st ?

PAR. Yes, so please your majesty: I did go between them, as I said; but more, than that he lov'd her, for, indeed, he was mad for her; and talk'd of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I know not what: yet I was in that credit with them at that time, that I knew

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