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More than to see this ring. - Take him away.
[Guards freze Bertram.
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.
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.
Enter Widow, and DIANA.
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
Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your wife?
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,
Kin. What say'st thou to her?
Dia. He does me wrong, my lord ; if I were so,
it to a commoner o’the camp,
If I be one.
Cou. He blushes, and 'tis it:
Kin. Methought, you said,
Dia. I did, my lord, but loth am to produce
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LAF. I saw the man to-day, if man he be.
BER. What of him ?
Dia. I must be patient ;
BER. I have it not.
Kin. Know you this ring? this ring was his of late.
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Out of a casement.
Kin. You boggle shrewdly, every feather starts you.
[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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