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He. You go so much backward, when you fight. | King. I would I had that corporal soundness now, Par. That's for advantage.

As when thy father, and myself, in friendship Hel. So is running away, when fear proposes the First try'd our soldiership! He did look far safety : But the composition, that your valour and Into the service of the time, and was fear makes in you, is a virtue of a good wing, and Discipled of the bravest: he lasted long; I like the wear well.

But on us both did haggish age steal on, Par. I am so full of businesses, I cannot answer And wore us out of act. It much repairs4 me thee acutely: I will return perfect courtier; in the To talk of your good father : In his youth which, my instruction shall serve to naturalize thee, He had the wit, which I can well observe so thou wilt be capable of a courtier's counsel, To-day in our young lords; but they may jest and understand what advice shall thrust upon thee: Till their own scorn return to them unnoted, else thou diest in thine unthankfulness, and thine Ere they can hide their levity in honour. ignorance makes thee away: farewell. When thou So like a courtier, contempt nor bitterness hast leisure, say thy prayers; when thou hast Were in his pride or sharpness ; if they were, none, remember thy friends: get thee a good hus- || His equal had awak'd them; and his honour, band, and use him as he uses thee: so farewell. Clock to itself, knew the true minute when

(Exit. Exception bid him speak, and, at this time, Hel. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, His tongue obey'd his hand : who were below him Which we ascribe to heaven : the fated sky He us'd as creatures of another place; Gives us free scope ; only, doth backward pull And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks, Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull. Making them proud of his humility, What power is it, which mounts my love so high; | In their poor praise he humbled: Such a man That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye? Might be a copy to these younger times; The mightiest space in fortune nature brings Which, follow'd well, would demonstrate them now To join like likes, and kiss like native things.2 But goers backward. Impossible be strange attempts, to those

His good remembrance, sir, That weigh their pains in sense : and do suppose, Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb ; Wbat hath been cannot be : Who ever strove So in approof lives not his epitaph, To show her merit, that did miss ber love? As in your royal speech. The king's disease--my project may deceive me, King. 'Would, I were with him! He would alBut my intents are fix'd, and will not leave me.

ways say,

(Exit.(Methinks, I hear him now; his plausive words SCENE 11.–Paris. A room in the King's

palace. To grow there, and to bear,)--Let me not live,

He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them, Flourish of cornets. Enter the King of France. Thus his good melancholy oft began, with letters; Lords and others attending.

Oa the catastrophe and heel of pastime, King. The Florentines and Senoys are by the When it was out, let me not live, quoth he,

After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff Have fought with equal fortune, and continue of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses A braving war.

Au but new things disdain : whose judgments are 1 Lord. So 'tis reported, sir.

Mere fathers of their garments;? whose constancies King. Nay, 'tis inost credible; we here receive it Erpre before their fashions : This he wish'd: A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austria, I, after him, do after him wish too, With caution, that the Florentine will move us Since I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home, For speedy aid ; wherein our dearest friend I quickly were dissolved from my hive, Prejudicates the business, and would seem To give some labourers room. To bave us make denial.

2 Lord.

You are lov'd, sir ; 1 Lord.

His love and wisdom, They, that least lend it you, shall lack you first. Approv'd so to your majesty, may plead

King. I fill a place, I know't.—How long is't, For amplest credence.

count, King.

He hath arm'd our answer, | Since the physician at your father's died? And Florence is denied before he comes :

He was much fam'd. Yet, for our gentlemen, that mean to see

Ber.

Some six months since, my lord. The Tuscan service, frcely have they leave King. If he were living, I would try him yet;To stand on either part.

Lend me an arm ;-the rest have worn me out 2 Lord.

It may well serve With several applications :--nature and sickness A nursery to our gentry, who are sick

Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count; For breathing and exploit.

My son's no dearer.
King.
What's he comes here? Ber.

Thank your majesty.
Enter Bertram, Lafeu, and Parolles.

(Exeunt. Flourish. 1 Lord. It is the count Rousillon, my good lord, SCENE III.-Rousillon. A Room in the CounYoung Bertram.

tess's Palace. Enter Countess, Steward, and King.

Clown. Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face ; Frank nature, rather curious than in haste, Count. I will now hear; what say you of this Hath well compos'd thee. Thy father's moral parts gentlewoman? May'st thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris. Stew. Madam, the care I have had to even your Ber. My thanks and duty are your majesty's. content,8 I wish might be found in the calendar

of my past endeavours; for then we wound our (1) i. e. Thou wilt comprehend it. (2) Things formed by nature for each other. (5) His is put for its. (6) Approbation.

(3) The citizens of the small republic of which (7) Who have no other use of their faculties than Sienna is the capital.

to invent new modes of dress. (4) To repair, here signifies to renovate. (8) To act up to your desires.

ears;

poor fellow.

song sirrah.

ness.

modesty, and make foul the clearness of our de Was this king Priam's joy? servings, when of ourselves we publish them.

With that she sighed as she stood, Count. What does this knave here? Get you With that she sighed as she stood, gone, sirrah: The complaints, I have heard of you, And gave this sentence then, I do not all believe; 'tis my slowness, that I do not : Among nine bad if one be good, for, I know, you lack not folly to commit them, and Among nine bad if one be good, have ability enough to make such knaveries yours.

There's yet one good in ten. Clo. 'Tis not unknown to you, madam, I am a Count. What, one good in ten? you corrupt the Count. Well, sır.

Clo. One good woman in ten, madam ; which Clo. No, madam, 'tis not so well, that I am poor; is a purifying o' the song: 'Would God would though many of the rich are damned: But, if I serve the world so all the year! we'd find no fault may have your ladyship’s good will to go to the with the tythe-woman, if I were the parson : One world, Isbel the woman and I will do as we may. in ten, quoth a'! an we might have a good woman

Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar? born but every blazing star, or at an earthquake, Clo. I do beg your good will in this case. 'twould mend the lottery well; a man may draw Count. In what case?

his heart out, ere he pluck one. Clo. In Isbel's case, and mine own. Service Count. You'll be gone, sir knave, and do as I is no heritage : and, I think, I shall never have the command you? blessing of God, till I have issue of my body; for, Clo. That man should be at woman's command, they say, bearns2 are blessings.

and yet no hurt done! Though honesty be no puCount. Tell me the reason why thou wilt marry. Iritan, yet it will do no hurt; it will wear the sur

Clo. My poor body, madam, requires it: I am plice of humility over the black gown of a big driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go, that heart.— I am going, forsooth : the business is for the devil drives.

Helen to come hither.

(Exit Clown. Count. Is this all your worship's reason?

Count. Well, now. Clo. Faith, madam, I have other holy reasons, Stero. I know, madam, you love your gentlesuch as they are.

woman entirely. Count. May the world know them?

Count. Faith, I do: her father bequeathed her Clo. I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as to me; and she herself, without other advantage, you and all flesh and blood are; and, indeed, I do may !awfully make title to as much love as she marry, that I may repent.

finds : there is more owing her, than is paid; and Count. Thy marriage, sooner than thy wicked-more shall be paid her, than she'll demand.

Stew. Madam, I was very late more near her Clo. I am out of friends, madam; and I hope to than, I think, she wished me: alone she was, and have friends for my wife's sake.

did communicate to herself, her own words to her Crunt. Such friends are thine enemies, knave. own ears; she thought, I dare vow for her, they

Clo. You are shallow,madam ; e'en great friends; || touched not any stranger sense. Her matter was, for the knaves come to do that for me, which I am | she loved your son: Fortune, she said, was no a-weary of. He, that ears: my land, spares my goddess, that had put such difference betwixt their team, and gives me leave to inn the crop: If I be two estates; Love, no god, that would not extend his cuckold, he's my drudge : He, that comforts || his might, only where qualities were level; Diana, my wife, is the cherisher of my flesh and blood; no queen of virgins, that would suffer her poor hé, that cherishes my flesh and blood, loves my knight to be surprised, without rescue, in the first flesh and blood; he, that loves my flesh and blood, || assault

, or ransome afterward: This she delivered is my friend : ergo, he that kisses my wife, is my in the most bitter touch of sorrow, that e'er I heard friend. If men could be contented to be what they virgin exclaim in : which I held my duty, speedily are, there were no fear in marriage; for young to acquaint you withal; sithence, in the loss that Charbon the puritan, and old Poysam the papist, I may happen, it concerns you something to know it. howsoe'er their hearts are severed in religion, their Count. You have discharged this honestly; keep heads are both one, they may joll horns together, it to yourself: many likelihoods informed me of like any deer i’ the herd.

this before, which bung so tottering in the balance Count. Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouthed and that I could neither believe, nor misdoubt : Pray calumnious knave?

you, leave me : stall this in your bosom, and I Clo. A prophet I, madam; and I speak the || thank you for your honest care: I will speak with trutb the next way :5

you further anon.

[Exit Steward. For I the ballad will repeat,

Enter Helena.
Which men full true shall find;

Count. Even so it was with me, when I was
Your marriage comes by destiny,
Your cuckoo sings by kind.

young :

If we are nature's, these are ours; this thorn Count. Get you gone, sir; I'll talk with you | Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong;

Our blood to us, this to our blood is born ; Stew. May it please you, madam, that he bid It is the show and seal of nature's truth, Helen come to you ; of her I am to speak. Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth:

Count. Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman, I would | By our remembrances of days foregone, speak with her; Helen I mean.

Such were our faults ;--or then we thought them Clo. Was this fair face the cause, quoth she,

{Singing. Her eye is sick on't; I observe her now. Why the Grecians sacked Troy? Hel. What is your pleasure, madam? Fond done, done fond,

Count.

You know, Helen,

more anon.

none.

(1) To be married. (2) Children.
(3) Ploughs. (4) Therefore.

(5) The nearest way.

(6) Foolishly dorre.

(7) Since.

were

I am a mother to you.

I love your son :Hel. Mine honourable mistress.

My friends were poor, but honest; so's my love: Count.

Nay, a mother; || Be not offended; for it hurts not him,
Why not a mother? When I said, a mother, That he is lov'd of me: I follow him not
Methought you saw a serpent: What's in mother, || By any token of presumptuous suit;
That you start at it? I say, I am your mother; Nor would I have him, till I do deserve him;
And put you in the catalogue of those

Yet never know how that desert should be.
That were enwombed mine : 'Tis often seen, I know I love in vain, strive against hope ;
Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds Yet, in this captious and intenable sieve,
A native slip to us from foreign seeds :

I still pour in the waters of my love,
You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan, And lack not to lose still: thus, Indian-like,
Yet I express to you a mother's care : Religious in mine error, I adore
God's mercy, maiden ! does it curd thy blood, The sun, that looks upon his worshipper,
To say, I am thy mother? What's the matter, But knows of him no more. My dearest madam,
That this distemper'd messenger of wet, Let not your hate encounter with my love,
The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eye? For loving where you do: but, if yourself,
Why ?-that you are my daughter?

Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth, Hel.

That I am not. Did ever, in so true a flame of liking, Count. I say, I am your mother.

Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian Hel.

Pardon, madam; / Was both herself and love ;6 O then, give pity The count Rousillon cannot be my brother: To her, whose state is such, that cannot choose I am from humble, he from honour'd name; But lend and give, where she is sure to lose ; No note upon my parents, bis all noble :

That seeks not to find that her search implies, My master, my dear lord, he is; and I

But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies. His servant live, and will his vassal die :

Count. Had you not lately' an intent, speak truly, He must not be my brother.

To go to Paris
Count.
Nor I your mother? Hel.

Madam, I had.
Hel. You are my mother, madam; 'Would you Count.

Wherefore? tell true.

Hel. I will tell truth ; by grace itself, I swear. (So that my lord, your son, were not my brother,) | You know, my father left me some prescriptions Indeed, my mother-or were you both our mothers, of rare and prov'd effects, such as his reading, I care no more for,than I do for heaven,

And manisest experience, had collected So I were not his sister : Can't no other,

For general sovereignty; and that he willed me But, I your daughter, he must be my brother? In heedfullest reservation to bestow them, Count. Yes, Helen, you might be my daughter-|| As notes, whose faculties inclusive were, in-law ;

More than they were in note : amongst the rest, God shield, you mean it not! daughter, and mother, There is a remedy, approv'd, set down, So strive? upon your pulse: What, pale again? To cure the desperate languishes, whereof My fear hath catch'd your fondness : Now I see The king is render'd lost. The mystery of your loneliness, and find

Count.

This was your motive Your salt tears' head.3 Now to all sense 'tis gross, || For Paris, was it? speak. You love my son ; invention is asham'd,

Hel. My lord your son made me to think of this ; Against the proclamation of thy passion,

Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king,
To say, thou dost not : therefore tell me true; Had, from the conversation of my thoughts,
But tell me then, 'tiy so for, look, thy cheeks Haply, been absent then.
Confess it, one to the other; and thine eyes

Corint.

But think you, Helen, See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours, If you should tender your supposed aid, That in their kind they speak it: only sin He would receive it? He and his physicians And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue,

Are of a mind; be, that they cannot help him, That truth should be suspected : Speak, is't so? They, that they cannot help: How shall they credit If it be so, you have wound a goodly clue; A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, If it be not, forswear't: howe'er, I charge thee, Embowell'd of their doctrine, have left off As heaven shall work in me for thine avail, The danger to itself? To tell me truly.

Hel.

There's something hints, Hel.

Good madam, pardon me! More than my father's skill, which was the greatest Couret. Do you love my son ?

of his profession, that his good receipt Hel.

Your pardon, noble mistress! Shall, for my legacy, be sanctified Count. Love you my son?

By the luckiest stars in heaven : and, would your Hel. Do not you love him, madam?

honour Count. Go not about ; my love hath in't a But give me leave to try success, I'd venture bond,

The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure, Whereof the world takes note : come, come, dis- || By such a day, and hour. close

Count.

Dost thou believe't: Tbe state of your affection; for your passions Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly. Have to the full appeach'd.

Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave, Hel. Then, I confess,

and love, Here on my knee, before high beaven and you, Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings That before you, and next unto high heaven, To those of mine in court; I'll stay at home,

(1) i. e. I care as much for: I wish it equally. that you were no less virtuous when young. (2) Contend.

(6) i. e. Venus. 3) The source, the cause of your grief. (7) Receipts in which greater virtues were en. 4) According to their nature.

closed than appeared. 15) i. e. Whose respectable conduct in age proves! (8) Exhausted of their skill

And

ness.

modesty, and make foul the clearness of our de Was this king Priam's joy? servings, when of ourselves we publish them.

With that she sighed as she stood, Count. What does this knave here! Get you With that she sighed as she stood, gone, sirrah: The complaints, I have heard of you,

gave

this sentence then; I do not all believe; 'tis my slowness, that I do not : Among nine bad if one be good, for, I know, you lack not folly to commit them, and Among nine bad if one be good, have ability enough to make such knaveries yours.

There's yet one good in ten. Clo. 'Tis not unknown to you, madam, I am a

Count. What, one good in ten? you corrupt the poor fellow.

song sirrah. Count. Well, sır.

Clo. One good woman in ten, madam ; which Clo. No, madam, 'tis not so well, that I am poor; is a purifying o' the song: 'Would God would though many of the rich are damned: But, if i|serve the world so all the year! we'd find no fault may have your ladyship's good will to go to the with the tythe-woman, if I were the parson : One world, 1 Isbel the woman and I will do as we may. in ten, quoth a'! an we might have a good woman Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar?

born but every blazing star, or at an earthquake, Clo. I do beg your good will in this case. 'twould mend the lottery well; a man may draw Count. In what case?

his heart out, ere he pluck one. Clo. In Isbel's case, and mine own.

Service Count. You'll be gone, sir knave, and do as I is no heritage : and, I think, I shall never have the command you? blessing of God, till I have issue of my body; for, Clo. That man should be at woman's command, they say, bearns2 are blessings.

and yet no hurt done !—Though honesty be no puCount. Tell me the reason why thou wilt marry. || ritan, yet it will do no hurt; it will wear the sur

Clo. My poor body, madam, requires it: I am plice of humility over the black gown of a big driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go, that heart.- I am going, forsooth : the business for the devil drives.

Helen to come hither.

[Exil Clown. Count. Is this all your worship’s reason?

Count. Well, now. Clo. Faith, madam, I have other holy reasons, Stew. I know, madam, you love your gentlesuch as they are.

woman entirely. Count. May the world know them?

Count. Faith, I do: her father bequeathed her Clo. I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as ||to me; and she herself, without other advantage, you and all flesh and blood are; and, indeed, I do may !swfully make title to as much love as she marry, that I may repent.

finds : there is more owing her, than is paid; and Count. Thy marriage, sooner than thy wicked-more shall be paid her, than she'll demand.

Stew. Madam, I was very late more near her Clo. I am out of friends, madam; and I hope to than, I think, she wished me : alone she was, and have friends for my wife's sake.

did communicate to herself, her own words to her Crunt. Such friends are thine enemies, knave. own ears; she thought, I dare vow for her, they

Clo. You are shallow, madam ; e'en great friends; touched not any stranger sense. Her matter was, for the knaves come to do that for me, which I am she loved your son : Fortune, she said, was no a-weary of. He, that ears? my land, spares my | goddess, that had put such difference betwixt their team, and gives me leave to inn the crop: If I be two estates; Love, no god, that would not extend his cuckold, he's my drudge: He, that comforts || his might, only where qualities were level; Diana, my wife, is the cherisher of my flesh and blood ; | no queen of virgins, that would suffer her poor he, that cherishes my flesh and blood, loves my knight to be surprised, without rescue, in the first flesh and blood; he, that loves my flesh and blood, assault, or ransome afterward: This she delivered is my friend : ergo, he that kisses my wife, is my in the most bitter touch of sorrow, that c'er I heard friend. If men could be contented to be what they | virgin exclaim in : which I held my duty, speedily are, there were no fear in marriage; for young to acquaint you withal; sitbence, in the loss that Charbon the puritan, and old Poysam the papisi,|| may happen, it concerns you something to know it. howsoe'er their hearts are severed in religion, their Count. You have discharged this honestly; keep heads are both one, they may joll horns together, || it to yourself : many likelihoods inforned me of like any deer i' the herd.

this before, which hung so tottering in the balance Count. Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouthed and that I could neither believe, nor misdoubt : ay calumnious knave?

you, leave me: stall this in your bosom, and I Clo. A prophet I, madam; and I speak the ihank you for your honest care: I will speak with truth the next way

you further anon.

(Exit Steward. For I the ballad will repeat,

Enter Helena.
Which men full true shall find;
Your marriage comes by destiny,

Count. Even so it was with me, when I was
Your cuckoo sings by kind.

young :

If we are nature's, these are ours; this thorn Count. Get you gone, sir ; I'll talk with you | Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong;

Our blood to us, this to our blood is born; Stew. May it please you, madam, that he bid || It is the show and seal of nature's truth, Helen come to you ; of her I am to speak. Where love's strong passion is impress’d in youth: Count. Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman, would

By our remembrances of days foregone, speak with her; Helen I mean.

Such were our faults ;-or then we thought them Clo. Was this fair face the cause, quoth she,

(Singing. Her eye is sick on't; I observe her now. Why the Grecians sacked Troy? Hel

. What is your pleasure, madam ? Fond done, done fond,

Count.

You know, Helen, (1) To be married. (2) Children.

(5) The nearest way.

(6) Foolishly dorre. (3) Ploughs. (4) Therefore.

(7) Since.

:5

more anon.

none.

were

I am a mother to you.

I love your son :Hel. Mine honourable mistress.

My friends were poor, but honest ; so's my love : Count.

Nay, a mother; || Be not offended; for it hurts not him,
Why not a mother? When I said, a mother, That he is lov'd of me: I follow him not
Methought you saw a serpent : What's in mother, By any token of presumptuous suit ;
That you start at it? I say, I am your mother; Nor would I have him, till I do deserve him;
And put you in the catalogue of those

Yet never know how that desert should be.
That were enwombed mine : 'Tis often seen, I know I love in vain, strive against hope ;
Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds Yet, in this captious and intenable sieve,
A native slip to us from foreign seeds :

I still pour in the waters of my love,
You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan, And lack not to lose still: thus, Indian-like,
Yet I express to you a mother's care :-

Religious in mine error, I adore
God's mercy, maiden ! does it curd thy blood, The sun, that looks upon his worshipper,
To say, I am thy mother? What's the matter, But knows of him no more. My dearest madam,
That this distemper'd messenger of wet, Let not your hate encounter with my love,
The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eye? For loving where you do: but, if yourself,
Why? that you are my daughter?

Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth, Hel.

That I am not. Did ever, in so true a flame of liking, Count. I say, I am your mother.

Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian Hel.

Pardon, madam ; || Was both berself and love ;6 O then, give pity The count Rousillon cannot be my brother: To her, whose state is such, that cannot choose I am from humble, he from honour'd name; But lend and give, where she is sure to lose ; No note upon my parents, his all noble :

That seeks not to find that her search implies, My master, my dear lord, he is; and I

But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies. His servant live, and will his vassal die :

Count. Had you not lately an intent, speak truly, He must not be my brother.

To go to Paris
Count.
Nor I your mother? Hel.

Madam, I had.
He. You are my mother, madam; 'Would you Count.

Wherefore? tell true.

Hel. I will tell truth; by grace itself, I swear. (So that my lord, your son, were not my brother,) You know, my father left me some prescriptions Indeed, my mother!-or were you both our mothers, Of rare and prov'd effects, such as his reading, I care no more for, than I do for heaven, And manifest experience, had collected So I were not his sister: Can't no other, For general sovereignty; and that be willid me But, I your daughter, he must be my brother? In beedfullest reservation to bestow them, Count. Yes, Helen, you might be my daughter-| As notes, whose faculties inclusive were, in-law;

More than they were in note : amongst the rest, God shield, you mean it not! daughter, and mother, There is a remedy, approv'd, set down, So strive? upon your pulse : What, pale again? To cure the desperate languishes, whereof My fear hath catch'd your fondness : Now I see The king is render'd lost. The mystery of your loneliness, and find

Count.

This was your motive Your salt tears' head.3 Now to all sense 'tis gross, || For Paris, was it? speak. You love my son ; invention is asham'd,

Hel. My lord your son made me to think of this ; Against the proclamation of thy passion,

Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king,
To say, thou dost not: therefore tell me true; Had, from the conversation of my thoughts,
But tell me then, 'tis so :-for, look, thy cheeks Haply, been absent then.
Confess it, one to the other; and thine eyes

But think you, Helen,
See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours, If you should tender your supposed aid,
That in their kind they speak it: only sin He would receive it?' He and his physicians
And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue,

Are of a mind; be, that they cannot help him, That truth should be suspected : Speak, is't so? They, that they cannot help: How shall they credit If it be so, you have wound a goodly clue; A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, If it be not, forywear't: howe'er, I charge thee, Embowell'd of their doctrine,8 have left off As heaven shall work in me for thine avail, The danger to itself? To tell me truly.

Hel.

There's something hints, Hel.

Good madam, pardon me! More than my father's skill, which was the greatest Count. Do you love my son ?

of his profession, that his good receipt Hel.

Your pardon, noble mistress! Shall, for my legacy, be sanctified Count. Love you my son?

By the luckiest stars in heaven : and, would your Hel. Do not you love him, madam?

honour Count. Go not about; my love hath in't a But give me leave to try success, I'd venture bond,

The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure, Whereof the world takes note: come, come, dis- || By such a day, and hour. close

Count.

Dost thou believe't? The state of your affection; for your passions Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly. Have to the full appeach'd.

Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave, Hel. Then, I confess,

and love, Here on my knee, before high heaven and you, Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings That before you, and next unto high heaven, To those of mine in court; I'll stay at home,

(1) i. e. I care as much for: I wish it equally. that you were no less virtuous when young. (2) Contend.

(6) 1. e. Venus. (3) The source, the cause of your grief.

(7) Receipts in which greater virtues were en. (4) According to their nature.

closed than appeared. (5) i.e. Whose respectable conduct in age proves' (8) Exhausted of their skill.

Corent.

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