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you leave me ; stall this in your bosom, and I | If it be not, forswear't: howe'er, I charge thee, thank you for your honest care: I will speak As heaven shall work in me for thine avail, with you further anon.

[exit Steward. To tell me truly. ;?! Enter Telena.

Hel. Good madam, pardon me!.. Count. Even so it was with me, when I was Count. Do you love my son? young :

Hel. Your pardon, noble mistress! 1. If we are nature's, these are ours; this thorn Count. Love you my son? Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong;

Hel. Do not you love him, madam? Our blood to us, this to our blood is born; Count. Go not about; my love hath in't a bond, It is the show and seal of nature's truth,

Whereof the world takes note: come, come, disWhere love's strong passion is impress'd in youth: close By our remembrances of days foregone, (none. The state of your affection ; for your passions Such were our faults;—

—or then we thought them Have to the full appeach'. Her eye is sick on't : I observe her now.

Hel. Then, I confess, Hel. What is your pleasure, madam ?

Here on my knee, before high heaven and you, Count. You know, Helen,

That before you, and next unto high heaven, 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, in I know. I love in vain, strive against bope;
Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds Yet, in this captious and intenible sieve,
A native slip to us from foreign seeds :

I still pour in the waters of my love,
You ne'er oppressid 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 madaw. That this distemper'd messenger of wet,

Let not your bate eneounter with my love, The many-coloured Iris, rounds thine eye? For loving where you do: but, if yourself, 2013 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, alto Count. I say, I am your mother.

Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dinn Hel. Pardon, madain ;

Was both herself and love; 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;.id No note upon my parents, his, all noble:

That seek's 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?

(were Hel. Madam, I had. Hel. You are my mother, madam; 'would you Count. Wherefore ? tell true. (So that my lord, your son, were not my brother), Hel. I will tell truth; by grace itself, I swear. Indeed, my mother !-or were you both our mo- You know, my father left me some prescriptions I care no more for, than I do for heaven, (thers, Of rare and prov'd effects, such as bis reading, So I were not his sister. Can't no other,

And manifest experience, had collected ... ) But I your daughter, he must be my brother? For general sovereignty; and that he will’d me Count. Yes, Helen, you might be my daughter- In heedfullest reservation to bestow them, o in-law :

(ther, As notes, whose faculties inclusive were,
God shield, you mean it not ! daughter, and mo- More than they were in note: amongst the rest,
So strive upon your pulse. What; pale again? There is a remedy, approvd, set down,
My fear hath catch'd your fondness. Now I see To cure the desperate languishes, whereof
The mystery of your loneliness, and find

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

(this; Against the proclamation of thy passion,

Hel. My lord, your son, made me to think of
To say thou dost not: therefore, tell me true; Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king, i
But tell me then, 'tis so :—for, look, thy cheeks Had, from the conversation of my thoughts,
Confess it, one to the other; and thine eyes Haply, been absent then.
See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours,

Count. But think you, Helen,
That in their kind they speak it: only sin If you should tender your supposed aid,
And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue,

He would receive it? He and his physicians Tbat truth should be suspected.

Speak, is't so ?

Are of a mind; he, that they cannot help him; If it be so, you have wound a goodly clue; They, that they cannot help. How shall they credit

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Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly've, The danger to itself?... sou tout

Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt bare my leave Hel. There's something hists, ini

and love, More than my father's skill, avhich was the great- Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings Of his profession, that his good receipt [est To those of mine in court; I'll stay at home, Shall, for my legacy, be sanctifiedjes honour And pray God's blessing into tby attempt : By the luckiest stars in heavend and, would your Be gone to-morrow; and be sure of this, 11 But give me leave to try success, I'd venture What I can help thee to, thou shalt not miss. The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure,

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pang ?? 109,112 .. 1 hodina SCENI 1. PARIS. A ROOM IN THE KING'S PALACE. kin. Good sparks and lustrous, a word, good Flourish. : Enter King, with young Lords taking metals.—You shall find in the regiment of the ou leave for the Florentine war; Bertram, Parolles, Spinii, one 'captain' Spurio, with his cicatrice, an and Attendantsoa...

emblem of war, here on bis sinister cheek; it was i King. Farewell, young lord, these warlike prin- this very sword entrenched it:" say to him, I live;

wow (well :- and observe his reports for me.' Do not throw from you :—and you, my lord, fare- 2 Lord. We shall, noble captain. Seks Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain all, Par. Mars dote on you for his novices ! [exeunt The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis receiv'd, 17 Lords.] What will you do? And is enough for both...) Ion Higitte Ber. Stay; the king — [seeing him rise.

1 Lord. It is our hope, sir, ii Vaseline Par. Use a more spacious ceremony to the noAfter well-enter'd soldiers, to return. 1357 ble lords; you have restrained yourself within the And find your grace in blow list of too cold an adieu: be more expressive' to

King, No, no, it cannot be; and yet my heart them: for they wear themselves in the cap of the Will not confess he owes the malady Ashll time, there, do muster true gait, eat; speak, and That doth my life besiege. Farewell

, young lords ; move under the influence of the most received Whether I llve or die, be you the song,

star; and though the devil lead the measure, such Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher Italy are to be followed: after them, and take a more (Those 'bated, that inherit but the fall

dilated farewell. Of the last monarchy) see, that you come

Ber. And I will do so. In 70 Not to woo honour, but to wed it ; when

Par. Worthy fellows; and like to prove most The bravest questant shrinks, find what you seek, sinewy sword-men. [exeunt Bertram and Parolles. That fame may cry you loud : I say, farewell.

Enter Laféu. 2 Lörd. Health, at your bidding, serve your Laf. Pardon,'my lord, [kneeling) for me and for

majesty! bili starins King. I'll fee thee to stand up. ? (my tidings. King. Those girls of Italy, take heed of them; Laf. Then here's a man, but They say, our French lack language to deny, Stands, that has brought his pardon. I would, you If they demand; beware of being captives, Had kneeld, my lord, to ask me mercy : and Before you serve.

That, at my bidding, you could so stand up. Both. Our hearts receive your warnings. King. I would I had; so I had broke thy pate, King. Farewell... Come hither to me. 136) And ask'd thee mercy for't. *?!!)

5.754-st; [the King retires to a couch. Laf. Good faith; across : 5:53162,5.2010) 1 Lord, O my sweet lord, that you will stay | But, my good lord, 'tis thus; will you be cur'd behind us!

Of your infirmity? Par. Tis not his fault; the spark

King. No.

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Laf. O, will you eat Par. Most admirable : I bave seen those wars. 1 No grapes, my royal' fox ? yes, but you will,

Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a coil with, My noble grapes, an if my royal fox Too young, and the next year, and 'tis too early. Could reach them; I have seen a medicine, i Par. An thy mind stand to it, boy, steal away That's able to breath life into a stone, bravely.

Quicken a rock, and make


dance canary Ber. I shall stay here the fore-horse to a smock, With sprightly fire and motion; whose simple touch Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry, Is powerful to arajse king Pepin, nay, voll Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, To give great Charlemain 'A pen in his hand, But one to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal away. And write to her a love-line. 1 Lord. There's honour in the theft. I King. What her is this?

(arriv'd, Par. Commit it, count.

Laf. Why, doctor she. My lord, there's one 2 Lord. I am your accessary; and so, farewell. If you will see her;—now, by my faith and honour,

Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tor- If seriously I may convey my thoughts tured body,

In this my light deliverance, I have spoke · 1 Lord. Farewell, captain.i

With one, that, in her sex, her years, profession, 2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles !

Wisdom, and constancy, hath amaz'd me more Pur. Noble heroes, my sword and yours are Than I dare blame my weakness. Will yoʻl sceler


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(For that is her demand), and know her business? | Where most it promises: and oft it hits, That done, laugh well at me.

Where hope is coldest, and despair most sits. King. Now, good Lafeu,

King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, Bring in the admiration; that we with thee

kind maid; May spend our wonder too, or take off thine, Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid : By wond'ring how thou took'st it.

Proffers, not took, reap thanks for their reward, Laf. Nay, I'll fit you,

Hel. Inspired merit so by breath is barr'd : And not be all day neither. [exit Lafeu. It is not so with him that all things knows, King. Thus he his special nothing ever pro- As 'tis with us, that square our guess by shows: logues.

But most it is presumption in us, when
Re-enter Lafeu, with Helena.

The help of heaven we count the act of men. Laf. Nay, come your ways.

Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent, King. This haste hath wings indeed.

Of heaven, not me, make an experiment. Laf. Nay, come your ways ;

I am not an impostor, that proclaim This is his majesty, say your mind to him : Myself against the level of mine aim : A traitor you do look like; but such traitors But know I think, and think I know most sure, His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle, My art is not post power, nor you past cure. That dare leave two together; fare you well. [exit. King. Art thou so confident? Within what King. Now, fair onc, does your business follow Hop'st thou my cure ?

(space us?

(was Hel. The greatest grace lending grace,
Hel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon | Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring
My father; in what he did profess, well found. Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring;
King. I knew him.

[him; Ere twice in murk and occidental damp
Hel. The rather will I spare my praises towards Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp;
Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass
Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one,

Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass; Which, as the dearest issue of his practice, What is infirm from your sound parts shall fly, And of his old experience the only darling, Health shall live free, and sickness freely die. He bade me store up, as a triple eye,

King. Upon thy certainty and confidence, Safer than mine own too, more dear. I have so: What dar'st thou venture ? And, hearing your high majesty is touch'd

Hel. Tax of impudence, With that malignant cause wherein the honour A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame, Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power, Traduc'd by odious ballads : my maiden's name I come to tender it, and my appliance,

Sear'd otherwise; no worse of worst extended, With all bound humbleness.

With vilest torture let my life be ended. [speak; King. We thank you, maiden;

King. Methinks in thee some blessed spirit doth But may not be so credulous of cure,

His powerful sound, within an organ weak: When our most learned doctors leave us; and And what impossibility would slay The congregated college have concluded

In common sense, sense saves another way. That labouring art can never ransom nature Thy life is dear; for all that life can rate From her unaidable estate ;-I say, we must not Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate; So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope, Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all To prostitute our past-cure malady

That happiness and prime can happy call: To empirics; or to dissever so

Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate Our great self and our credit, to esteem

Skill infinite, or monstrous desperate. A senseless help, when help past sense we deem. Sweet practiser, thy physic I will try;

Hel. My duty then shall pay me for my pains: That ministers thine own death, if I die. I will no more enforce mine office on you;

Hel. If I break time, or Alinch in property
Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die;
A modest one, to bear me back again. [ful And well deserved : not helping, death's my lee;

King. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd grate- But, if I help, what do you promise me?
Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I King. Make thy demand.

Hel. But will you make it even?
As one near death to those that wish him live :

King. Ay, by my sceptre, and my hopes of But, what at full I know, thou kuow'st no part; heaven.

[band, I knowing all my peril, thou no art.

Hel. Then thou shalt give me, with thy kingly Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, What husband in thy power I will command: Since you set up your rest. 'gainst remedy: Exempted be froin me the arrogance He that of greatest works is finisher,

To choose from forth the royal blood of France; Oft does them by the weakest minister :

My low and humble name to propagate
So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown. With any branch or image of thy state:
When judges have been babes. Great floods have But such a one, thy vassal, wbom I know

Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.
Froin simple sources; and great seas have dried, King. Here is my hand; the premises observ'd,
When miracles have by the greatest been denied. Thy will by my performance shall be servd;
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there

So make the choice of thy own time : for I,

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Thy resolv'd patient, or thee still rely,

would answer very well to a whipping, if you
More should I question thee, and more I must; were but bound to't.
Though, more to know, could not be more to trust; Clo. I ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my
From whence thou cam'st, how tended on,—but -0 Lord, sir :'-I see, things may serve long,

but not serve ever.
Unquestion'd welcome, and undoubted blest. Count. I play the noble housewife with the
Give me some help here, ho !—If thou proceed time, to entertain it so merrily with a fool.
As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed. Clo. O Lord, sir,—why there't serves welbagaib.

[flourish; exeurt. Count. An end, sir, to your business: give Helen SCENE IL ROUSILLON. A ROOM IN THE COUNTESS's And urge her to a present answer back : [tbis,

Commend me to my kinsmen, and my son ;
Enter Countess and Clown.

This is not much.
Count. Come on, sir; I shall now put you to

Cio. Not much commendation to them. the height of your breeding.

Count. Not much employment for you: you Clo. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly understand me?

[legs. taught; I know my business is but to the court. Clo. Most fruitfully; I am there before my

Count. To the court! why, what place make Count. Haste you again. [exeunt severally you special, when you put off that with such con

A ROOM IN THE KING's tempt? But to the court!

Clo. Truly, madam, if God have lent a man Enter Bertram, Lafeu, and Parolles. any manners, he may easily put it off at court: Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we have he that cannot make a leg, put off's сар,

kiss his our philosophical persons, to make modern anıl hand, and say nothing, has neither leg, hands, familiar things, supernatural and causeless. Hence lip, nor cap; and, indeed, such a fellow, to say is it, that we make trifles of terrors: ensconcing precisely, were not for the court; but, for me, I ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should have an answer will serve all men.

submit ourselves to an unknown fear. Count. Marry, that's a bountiful answer, that Par. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, fits all questions.

that hath shot out in our latter times. Clo. It is like a barber's chair, that fits all Ber. And so 'tis. buttocks; the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, the Laf. To be relinquish'd of the artists,brawn buttock, or any buttock.

[tions ? Par. So I say; both of Galen and Paracelsus Count. Will your answer serve fit to all ques- Laf. Of all the learned and authentic fellows,

Clo. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an Par. Right, so I say. attorney, as your French crown for your taffata Laf. That gave him out incurable.punk, as Tib's rush for Tom's fore-finger, as a Par. Why, there 'tis ; so say I, too. pancake for Shrove-Tuesday, a morris for May- Laf. Not to be helped, day, as the nail to his hole, the cuckold to his Par. Right; as 'twere, a man assured of anhorn, as a scolding quean to a wrangling knave, Laf. Uncertain life, and sure death. as the nun's lip to the friar's mouth; nay, as the Par. Just, you say well; so would I have said. pudding to his skin.

Laf. I may truly say, it is a novelty to the world. Count. Have you, I say, an answer of such Par. It is, indeed : if you will have it in showfitness for all questions ?

ing, you shall read it in,- -what do you call Clo. From below your duke, to beneath your there? constable, it will fit any question.

Laf. A showing of a heavenly effect in an Count. It must be an answer of most monstrous earthly actor. size, that must fit all demands.

Par. That's it I would have said: the very same. Clo. But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the Laf. Why, your dolphin is not lustier: 'fore learned should speak truth of it: here it is, and me, I speak in respectall that belongs to't. Ask me, if I am a courtier; Par. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that it shall do you no harm to learn.

is the brief and the tedious of it; and he is of a Count. To be young again, if we could: I will most facinorous spirit, that will not acknowledge be a fool in question, hoping to be the wiser by it to be theyour answer. I pray you, sir, are you a courtier? Laf. Very hand of heaven. Clo. O Lord, sir, -there's a simple putting

Par. Ay, so I say. off; more, more, a hundred of them.

Laf. In a most weakCount. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, that

Par. And debile minister, great power, greut

transcendence: which should, deed, give us a Clo. O Lord, sir,-thick, thick, spare not mc. further use to be made, than alone the recovery

Count. I think, sir, you can eat none of this of the king, as to be homely meat.

[you. Laf. Generally thankful.
Clo. O Lord, sir,nay, put me to't, I warrant Enter Kiny, Helena, and Attendants.
Count. You were lately whipped, sir, as I think. Par. I would have said it; you say well: 'here
Clo. O Lord, sir,--spare not me.

comes the king.
Count. Do you cry, O Lord, sir,' at your Laf. Lustick, as the Dutchman says: I'll like?
whipping, and 'spare not me?' Indced, your 0 a maid the better, whilst I have a tooth in my
Lord, sir,' is very sequent to your whipping; you hend: why, he's able to lead her a coranto.

'loves you.

Par. Mort de vinaigre! Is not this Helen? father drank wine. But if thou be'st not an ass, 1
Laf. Fore God, I think so.

am a youth of fourteen; I have known thee King. Go, call before me all the lords in court.- already.

[erit an attendant. Hel i dare not say I take you ; [to Bertram] Sit, my preserver, by thy patient's side; 1!

but I give
And with this healthful hand, whose banish'd Me, and my service, ever whilst I live,
Thou hast repeal’d, a second time receive (sense Into your guiding power. This is the man.
The confirmation of my promis'd gift,

King. Why then, young Bertram, take her,
Which but attends thy naming. '16

she's thy wife.

[highness, Enter several Lords.

Ber. My wife, my liege? I shall beseech your
Fair maid, send forth thine eye: this youthful In such a business give me leave to use
Of noble bachelors stand at my bestowing, (parcel The help of mine own eyes.
O'er whom both sovereign power and father's King. Know'st thou not, Bertram,
I have to use: thy frank election make;. (voice What she has done for me?
Thou hast power to choose, and they none to fur- Ber. Yes, my good lord;

(mistress But never hope to know why I should marry her. Hel. To each of you one fair and virtuous King. Thou know'st, she has rais'd me from Fall, when love please!-marry, to each, but one!

my sickly bed.
Laf. I'd give bay Curtal, and his furniture, Ber. But follows it, my lord, to bring me down
My mouth no more were broken than these boys, Must answer for your rising? I know her well;
And writ as little beard.

She had her breeding at my father's charge :
King. Peruse them well:

A poor physician's daughter my wife! Disdain Not one of those, but had a noble father.

Rather corrupt me ever!

(which Hel. Gentlemen,

[health. King. 'Tis only title thou disdain'st in her, the Heaven bath, through me, restor'd the king to I can build up. Strange is it, that our bloods, All. We understand it, and thank heaven for Of colour, weight, and heat, pour'd all together, you."

Would quite confound distinction, yet stand off
Hel. I am a simple maid; and therein wealthiest, in differences 80 mighty. If she be
That, I protest, I simply am a maid :-

All that is virtuous (save what thou dislik'st,
Please it your majesty, I have done already : A poor physician's daughter), thou dislik'st
The blushes in my cheeks thus whisper me, Of virtue for the name; but do not so:
“ We blush, that thou hould'st choose; but be From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,

The place is dignified by the doer's deed :
Let the white death sit on thy cheek for ever; Where great additions swell, and virtúe nonc,
We'll ne'er come there again.”,

It is a dropsied honour : good alors
King. Make choice; and, see,

Is good, without a name; vileness is so :
Who shuns thy love, shuns all his love in me. The property by what it is should go,

Hel. Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly; Not by the title. She is young, wise, fair ;
And to Imperial Love, that god most high, 3 In these to nature she's immediate heir;
Do my sighs stream.--Sir, will you hear my suit? And these breed honour: that is honour's scorn,
1 Lord. And grant it.

Which challenges itself as honour's born,
Hel. Thanks, sir; all the rest is mute. ! And is not like the sirc. Honours best thrive,

Laf. I had rather be in this choice, than throw When rather from our acts we them derive ames-ace for my life.

Than our fore-goers: the mere word's a slave,
Hel. The honour, sir, that flames in your fair Debauch'd on every tomb; on every grave,
Before I speak, too threatningly replies: [eyes, A lying trophy, and as oft is dumb,
Love make your fortunes twenty times above Where dust, and damn'd oblivivn, is the tomb
Her that so wishes, and her humble love!

Of honour'd bones indeed. What should be said ? 2 Lord. No better, if you please.

If thou canst like this creature as a maid,
Hel. My wish receive,

I can create the rest : virtue, and she,
Which great love grant! and so I take my leave. Is her own dower; honour, and wealth, from me.

Laf. Do they all deny her? An they were sons Ber. I cannot love her, nor will strive to do't. of inine, I'd have them whipped; or I would send King. Thou wrong'st thyself, if thou should'st thom to the Turk to make eunuchs of.

strive to choose. Hcl. Be not afraid (to a lord] that I your

hand Hel. That you are well restor'd, my lord, I am sbould take; Let the rest go.

(glad; I'll never do you wrong for your own sake : King. My honour's at the stake; which to deBlessing upon your vows! and in your bed

feat, Find fairer fortune, if you ever wed!

I must produce my power. Here, take her hand, Laf. These boys are boys of ice, they'll none Proud scornful boy, unworthy this good gift: have her: sure, they are bastards to the English; That dost in vile misprision shackle up the French ne'er got them..

My love, and her desert; that canst not dream, Hel. You are too young, too happy, and too good, We, poizing us in her defective scale, 'To make yourself a son out of my blood.

Shall weigh thee to the beam: that wilt not know, 4 Lord. Fair one, I think not so.

It is in us to plant thine honour, where
Laf. There's one grape yet,~I am sure, thy We please to have it grow. Check thy contempt:

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