So should you be.

No.

Par. Though I swore I leaped from the window] of the citadel

1 Lord. How deep?

Par. Thirty fathom.

Ber.
Dia.

[Aside. My mother did but duty; such, my lord,
As you owe to your wife.
Ber.

1 Lord. Three great oaths would scarce make that be believed.

I would swear I recovered it.

1 Lord. You shall hear one anon. Par. A drum now of the enemy's!

[Aside.

No more of that! [Aside. I pr'ythee, do not strive against my vows:1 Par. I would I had any drum of the enemy's; I was compell'd to her: but I love thee By love's own sweet constraint, and will for ever Do thee all rights of service. Dia. Ay, so you serve us, Till we serve you: but when you have our roses, You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves, And mock us with our bareness. Ber. How have I sworn? Dia. 'Tis not the many oaths that make the truth;

[Alarum within. 1 Lord. Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, cargo. All. Cargo, cargo, villianda par carbo, cargo. Par. O! ransome, ransome:-Do not hide mine eyes. [They seize him and blindfold him. 1 Sold. Boskos thromuldo boskos.

Par. I know you are the Muskos' regiment,
And I shall lose my life for want of language:
If there be here German, or Dane, low Dutch,
Italian, or French, let him speak to me,

I will discover that which shall undo
The Florentine.

1 Sold.

Boskos vauvado :-

I understand thee, and can speak thy tongue :-
Kerelybonto:--Sir,

Betake thee to thy faith, for seventeen poniards
Are at thy bosom.

Par.

1 Sold.

Oh!

Manka revania dulche.

1 Lord.

O, pray, pray, pray.-
Oscorbi dulchos volivorca.
1 Sold. The general is content to spare thee yet;
And, hood-wink'd as thou art, will lead thee on
To gather from thee: haply, thou may'st inform
Something to save thy life."

Par.
O, let me live,
And all the secrets of our camp I'll show,
Their force, their purposes: nay, I'll speak that
Which you will wonder at.

1 Sold.

But wilt thou faithfully?|

Par. If I do not, damn me. 1 Sold.

Come on, thou art granted space.

But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true.
What is not holy, that we swear not by,
But take the Highest to witness: Then, pray you,
tell me,

If I should swear by Jove's great attributes,
i lov'd you dearly, would you believe my oaths,
When I did love you ill? this has no holding,
To swear by him whom I protest to love,
That I will work against him: Therefore, your oaths
Are words, and poor conditions; but unseal'd;
At least, in my opinion.
Change it, change it;
Be not so holy-cruel: love is holy;
And my integrity ne'er knew the crafts,
That you do charge men with: Stand no more off,
But give thyself unto my sick desires,
Who then recover: Say, thou art mine, and ever
My love, as it begins, shall so perséver.

Ber.

Dia. I see that men make hopes in such affairs,
That we'll forsake ourselves. Give me that ring.
Ber. I'll lend it thee, my dear, but have no power
To give it from me.

Dia.
Will you not, my lord?
Ber. It is an honour 'longing to our house,
Bequeathed down from many ancestors;
Acordo linta.-Which were the greatest obloquy i' the world
In me to lose.
Dia.
Mine honour's such a ring:
My chastity's the jewel of our house,
Bequeathed down from many ancestors;
Which were the greatest obloquy i' the world
In me to lose: Thus your own proper wisdom
Brings in the champion honour on my part,
Against your vain assault.

[Exit, with Parolles guarded. 1 Lord. Go, tell the count Rousillon, and my brother, We have caught the woodcock, and will keep him muffled,

Till we do hear from them.

Dia. No, my good lord, Diana.
Ber.

Titled goddess;
And worth it, with addition! But, fair soul,
In your fine frame hath love no quality?
If the quick fire of youth light not your mind,
You are no maiden, but a monument:
When you are dead, you should be such a one
As you are now, for you are cold and stern;
And now you should be as your mother was,
When your sweet self was got.

Dia. She then was honest.

(1) i. e. Against his determined resolution never to cohabit with Helena.

Ber.
Here, take my ring:
My house, mine honour, yea, my life be thine,
And I'll be bid by thee.

Dia. When midnight comes, knock at my cham-
ber window;

Now will I charge you in the band of truth,
I'll order take, my mother shall not hear.
When you have conquer'd my yet maiden bed,
Remain there but an hour, nor speak to me:
My reasons are most strong; and you shall know
them,

When back again this ring shall be deliver'd:
And on your finger, in the night, I'll put
Another ring; that, what in time proceeds,
May token to the future our past deeds.
Adieu, till then; then, fail not; you have won
A wife of me, though there my hope be done.
Ber. A heaven on earth I have won, by wooing
thee.
[Exit.
Dia. For which live long to thank both heaven
and me!

(2) The sense is-we never swear by what is not holy, but take to witness the Highest, the Divinity.

You may so in the end.

My mother told me just how he would woo,
As if she sat in his heart; she says, all men
Have the like oaths: he had sworn to marry me,
When his wife's dead; therefore I'll lie with him,
When I am buried. Since Frenchmen are so
braid,'

of her last breath, and now she sings in heaven, 2 Lord. How is this justified?

1 Lord. The stronger part of it by her own letters; which makes her story true, even to the point of her death: her death itself, which could not be her office to say, is come, was faithfully confirmed by the rector of the place.

2 Lord. Hath the count all this intelligence? 1 Lord. Ay, and the particular confirmations, [Exit. point from point, to the full arming of the verity. 2 Lord. I am heartily sorry, that he'll be glad Enter the of this.

Marry that will, I'll live and die a maid:
Only, in this disguise, I think't no sin
To cozen him, that would unjustly win.
SCENE III.-The Florentine camp.
two French Lords, and two or three Soldiers.
1 Lord. You have not given him his mother's
letter ?

1 Lord. How mightily, sometimes, we make us comforts of our losses!

2 Lord. And how mightly, some other times, we drown our gain in tears! The great dignity, that his valour hath here acquired for him, shall at home be encountered with a shame as ample.

2 Lord. I have delivered it an hour since: there is something in't that stings his nature; for, on the reading it, he changed almost into another man. 1 Lord. He has much worthy blame laid upon 1 Lord. The web of our life is of a mingled nim, for shaking off so good a wife, and so sweet yarn,, good and ill together; our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not; and our a lady. 2 Lord, Especially he hath incurred the ever-crimes would despair, if they were not cherish'd lasting displeasure of the king, who had even by our virtues.tuned his bounty to sing happiness to him. I will tell you a thing, but you shall let it dwell darkly with you.

1 Lord, When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, and I am the grave of it.

Enter a Servant.

How now? where's your master?

Serv. He met the duke in the street, sir, of whom he hath taken a solemn leave; his lordship 2 Lord. He hath perverted a young gentlewo-will next morning for France. The duke hath of man here in Florence, of a most chaste renown; fered him letters of commendations to the king. and this night he fleshes his will in the spoil of her 2 Lord. They shall be no more than needful honour: he hath given her his monumental ring, there, if they were more than they can commend. and thinks himself made in the unchaste composi

tion.

1 Lord. Now, God delay our rebellion; as we

are ourselves, what things are we!

Enter Bertram.

1 Lord. They cannot be too sweet for the king's tartness. Here's his lordship now. How now, my lord, is't not after midnight?

2 Lord. Merely our own traitors. And as in the common course of all treasons, we still see them Ber. I have to-night despatched sixteen busireveal themselves, till they attain to their abhorred nesses, a month's length a piece, by an abstract of ends; so he, that in this action contrives against success: I have conge'd with the duke, done my his own nobility, in his proper stream o'erflows adieu with his nearest; buried a wife, mourned for himself.2 her; writ to my lady mother, I am returning; en

1 Lord. Is it not meant damnable in us, to be tertained, my convoy; and, between these main trumpeters of our unlawful intents? We shall not parcels of despatch, effected many nicer needs; then have his company to-night? the last was the greatest, but that I have not

2 Lord. Not till after midnight; for he is dieted ended yet. to his hour.

2 Lord. If the business be of any difficulty, and 1 Lord. That approaches apace: I would gladly this morning your departure hence, it requires have him see his company anatomized; that he haste of your lordship. might take a measure of his own judgments, Ber. I mean, the business is not ended, as fearwherein so curiously he had set this counterfeit. ing to hear of it hereafter: But shall we have this 2 Lord. We will not meddle with him till he dialogue between the fool and the soldier?come; for his presence must be the whip of the Come, bring forth this counterfeit module; he has deceived me, like a double-meaning prophesier.

other.

1 Lord. In the mean time, what hear you of these wars ?

2 Lord. I hear, there is an overture of peace. 1 Lord. Nav, I assure you, a peace concluded. 2 Lord. What will count Rousillon do then? will he travel higher, or return again into France? 1 Lord. I perceive, by this demand, you are not altogether of his council.

2 Lord. Let it be forbid, sir! so should I be a great deal of his act.

2 Lord. Bring him forth: [Exeunt Soldiers.] he has sat in the stocks all night, poor gallant knave. Ber. No matter; his heels have deserv'd it, in usurping his spurs so long. How does he carry himself?

1 Lord. I have told your lordship already: the stocks carry him. But, to answer you as you would be understood; he weeps, like a wench that had shed her milk: he hath confessed himself to Morgan, whom he supposes to be a friar, from the 1 Lord. Sir, his wife, some two months since, time of his remembrance, to this very instant disfled from his house: her pretence is a pilgrimage to aster of his setting i' the stocks: And what think Saint Jaques le grand; which holy undertaking, you he hath confessed? with most austere sanctimony, she accomplished: and, there residing, the tenderness of her nature became as a prey to her grief; in fine, made a groan

Ber. Nothing of me, has he?

2 Lord. His confession is taken, and it shall be read to his face: if your lordship be in't, as, I be

(4) For companion. (5) Model, pattern. (6) An allusion to the degradation of a knight by hacking off his spurs,

lieve you are, you must have the patience to not possible, with well-weighing sums of gold, to hear it. corrupt him to a revolt. What say you to this? what do you know of it?

Re-enter Soldiers, with Parolles.

Ber. A plague upon him! muflled! he can say nothing of me; hush! hush!

1 Lord. Hoodman comes!-Porto tartarossa.

1 Sold. He calls for the tortures; What will you

Bay without 'em?

Par. I will confess what I know without constraint; if ye pinch me like a pasty, I can say no

note.

Par. An truly, as I hope to live.

1 Sold. First demand of him how many horse the duke is strong. What say you to that?

Par. Five or six thousand; but very weak and unserviceable: the troops are all scattered, and the commanders very poor rogues, upon my reputation and credit, and as I hope to live.

1 Sold. Shall I set down your answer so? Par. Do; I'll take the sacrament on't, how and which way you will.

Ber. All's one to him. What a past-saving slave

is this!

1 Lord. You are deceived, my lord; this is monsieur Parolles, the gallant militarist, (that was his own phrase,) that had the whole theorie1 of war in the knot of his scarf, and the practice in the chape of his dagger.

2 Lord. I will never trust a man again, for keeping his sword clean; nor believe he can have every hing in him, by wearing his apparel neatly. 1 Sold. Well, that's set down.

Par. Five or six thousand horse, I said, I will say true, or thereabouts, set down,-for I'll speak

truth.

Par. I beseech you, let me answer to the particular of the intergatories: Demand them singly. 1 Sold. Do you know this captain Dumain? Par. I know him: he was a botcher's 'prentice Paris, from whence he was whipped for getting the sheriff's fool with child; a dumb innocent, that could not say him, nay.

in.

[Dumain lifts up his hand in anger. Ber. Nay, by your leave, hold your hands; though I know, his brains are forfeit to the next title that falls.

1 Sold. Well, is this captain in the duke of Florence's camp?

Par. Upon my knowledge, he is, and lousy. 1 Lord. Nay, look not so upon me; we shall hear of your lordship anon.

1 Sold. What is his reputation with the duke? Par. The duke knows him for no other but a poor officer of mine; and writ to me this other day, to turn him out o' the band: I think, I have his letter in my pocket.

1 Sold. Marry, we'll search.

Par. In good sadness, I do not know; either it is there, or it is upon a file, with the duke's other letters, in my tent.

it

1 Sold. Here 'tis; here's a paper? Shall I read
to you?

Par. I do not know, if it be it, or no.
Ber. Our interpreter does it well.

1 Lord. Excellently.

1 Sold. Dian. The count's a fool, and full of gold,

advertisement to a proper maid in Florence, one Par. That is not the duke's letter, sir; that is an Diana, to take heed of the allurement of one count

Rousillon, a foolish idle boy, but, for all that, very ruttish: I pray you, sir, put it up again.

1 Sold. Nay, I'll read it first, by your favour. Par. My meaning in't, I protest, was very na-honest in the behalf of the maid: for I knew the young count to be a dangerous and lascivious boy; who is a whale to virginity, and devours up all the fry it finds.

Par. I humbly thank you, sir: a truth's a truth, the rogues are marvellous poor.

1 Sold. Demand of him, of what strength they are afoot. What say you to that.

Ber. Damnable, both sides rogue!

1 Sold. When he swears oaths, bid him drop After he scores, he never pays the score: gold, and take it; Half won, is match well made; match, and well

make it ;"

Par. By my troth, sir, if I were to live this present hour, I will tell true. Let me see: Spurio a hundred and fifty, Sebastian so many, Corambus He ne'er pays after-debts, take it before; so many, Jaques so many; Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodo-And say, a soldier, Dian, told thee this, wick, and Gratii, two hundred fifty each: mine Men are to mell with, boys are not to kiss: own company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two For count of this, the count's a fool, I know it, hundred and fifty each: so that the muster-file, Who pays before, but not when he does owe it. rot'en and scund, upon my life, amounts not to fifThine, as he vow'd to thee in thine ear, teen thousand poll; half of which dare not shake PAROLLES. the snow from off their cassocks,' lest they shake Ber. He shall be whipped through the army, wit a themselves to pieces. this rhyme in his forehead.

Ber. What shall be done to him.

1 Lord. Nothing, but let him have thanks. Demand of him my conditions, and what credit I have with the duke.

2 Lord. This is your devoted friend, sir, the manifold linguist, and the armipotent soldier."

Ber. I could endure any thing before but a cat, and now he's a cat to me.

1 Sold. Well, that's set down. You shall demand of him, whether one captain Dumain be iwe shall be fain to hang you. the camp, a Frenchman; what his reputation is

1 Sold. I perceive, sir, by the general's looks,

Par. My life, sir, in any case: not that I am with the duke, what his valour, honesty, and ex-afraid to die; but that, my offences being many, pertness in wars; or whether he thinks, it were would repent out the remainder of nature: let me

(1) Theory. (2) The point of the scabbard.
(3) Cassock then signified a horseman's loose coat.
(4) Disposition and character.

(5) For interrogatories. (6) A natural fool. (7) i. e. A match well made is half won; make your match therefore, but make it well.

live, sir, in a dungeon, i' the stocks, or any where, so I may live.

So, look about you; Know you any here?
Ber. Good morrow, noble captain.
2 Lord. God bless you, captain Parolles.
1 Lord. God save you, noble captain.
2 Lord. Captain, what greeting will you to my
lord Lafeu? I am for France.

1 Sold. We'll see what may be done, so you confess freely; therefore, once more to this captain Dumain: You have answered to his reputation with the duke, and to his valour: What is his honesty? Par. He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister; for rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus. He 1 Lord. Good captain, will you give me a copy professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking them, of the sonnet you writ to Diana in behalf of the count he is stronger than Hercules. He will lie, sir, with Rousillon? an I were not a very coward, I'd compel such volubility, that you would think truth were a fit of you; but fare you well. [Exe. Ber. Lords, &c fool: drunkenness is his best virtue; for he will be 1 Sold. You are undone, captain: all but you swine-drunk; and in his sleep he does little harm, scarf, that has a knot on't yet." save to his bed-clothes about him; but they know his conditions, and lay him in straw. I have but little more to say, sir, of his honesty he has every thing that an honest man should not have; what an honest man should have, he has nothing.

:

Par. Who cannot be crushed with a plot? 1 Sold. If you could find out a country where but women were that had received so much shame, you might begin an impudent nation. Fare you well, sir; I am for France too; we shall speak of you there. [Exit.

1 Lord. I begin to love him for this. Ber. For this description of thine honesty? A Par. Yet am I thankful: if my heart were great, pox upon him for me, he is more and more a cat. Twould burst at this: Captain I'll be no more; 1 Sold. What say you to his expertness in war? But I will eat and drink, and sleep as soft Pur. Faith, sir, he has led the drum before the As captain shall: simply the thing I am English tragedians,-to belie him, I will not,-and Shall make me live. Who knows himself a braggart, more of his soldiership I know not; except, in that Let him fear this; for it will come to pass, country, he had the honour to be the officer at a That every braggart shall be found an ass. place there call'd Mile-end, to instruct for the Rust, sword! cool, blushes! and, Parolles, live doubling of files: I would do the man what honour Safest in shame! being fool'd, by foolery thrive! I can, but of this I am not certain. There's place, and means, for every man alive. I'll after them.

1 Lord. He hath out-villained villany so far that the rarity redeems him.

Ber. A pox on him! he's a cat still. 1 Sold. His qualities being at this poor price, I need not ask you, if gold will corrupt him to revolt. Par. Sir, for a quart d'ecu3 he will sell the feesimple of his salvation, the inheritance of it; and cut the entail from all remainders, and a perpetual succession for it perpetually.

[Erit. SCENE IV.-Florence. A room in the Widow's house. Enter Helena, Widow, and Diana. Hel. That you may well perceive I have not wrong'd you, One of the greatest in the Christian world Shall be my surety; 'fore whose throne, 'tis needful. Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel:

1 Sold. What's his brother, the other captain Time was, I did him a desired office, Dumain?

2 Lord. Why does he ask him of me? 1 Sold. What's he?

Dear almost as his life; which gratitude Through flinty Tartar's bosom would peep forth, And answer, thanks: I duly am inform'd, Par. E'en a crow of the same nest; not altogether His grace is at Marseilles; to which place so great as the first in goodness, but greater a great We have convenient convoy. You must know, deal in evil. He excels his brother for a coward, I am supposed dead: the army breaking, yet his brother is reputed one of the best that is: In My husband hies him home; where, heaven aiding a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in coming And by the leave of my good lord the king, on he has the cramp. We'll be, before our welcome.

1 Sold. If your life be saved, will you undertake to betray the Florentine ?

Par. Ay, and the captain of his horse, count Rousillon.

Wid.

Gentle madam,
You never had a servant, to whose trust
Your business was inore welcome.

Hel.

Nor you, mistress 1 Sold. I'll whisper with the general, and know Ever a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour his pleasure. Par. I'll no more drumming; a plague of all Hath brought me up to be your daughter's dower To recompense your love; doubt not, but Heaver drums! Only to seem to deserve well, and to be- As it hath fated her to be my motives guile the supposition of that lascivious young boy And helper to a husband. But, O strange men! The count, have I run into this danger: Yet, who That can such sweet use make of what they hate, would have suspected an ambush where I was when saucys trusting of the cozen'd thoughts [Aside. Defiles the pitchy night! so lust doth play

taken?

1 Sold. There is no remedy, sir, but you must With what it loaths, for that which is away: die: the general says, you, that have so traitorously But more of this hereafter:-You, Diana, discovered the secrets of your armiy, and made such Under my poor instructions yet must suffer pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can Something in my behalf. serve the world for no honest use; therefore you must die. Come, headsman, off with his head. Go with your impositions, I am yours Par. O Lord, sir; let me live, or let me see my Upon your will to suffer.

death!
1 Sold. That shall you, and take your leave

(1) i. e. He will steal any thing however trifling, from any place however holy.

(2) The Centaur killed by Hercules.
(3) The fourth part of the smaller French crown.

Dia.

Hel.

8

Let death and honesty

Yet, I pray you,-
But with the word, the time will bring on summe
When briars shall have leaves as well as thorns,

(4) To deceive the opinion.
(5) For mover. (6) Lascivious.
(7) i. e. An honest death.

(8) Commands.

be jade's tricks; which are their own right by the
law of nature.
[Exit.
Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy.
Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, made
remains here, which he thinks is a patent for his
himself much sport out of him: by his authority he
sauciness; and, indeed, he has no pace, but runs
where he will.

And be as sweet as sharp. We must away; Our wagon is prepar'd, and time revives us : All's well that ends well: still the fine's' the crown; Whate'er the course, the end is the renown. [Ex. SCENE V.-Rousillon. A room in the Countess's Palace. Enter Countess, Lafeu, and Clown. Laf. No, no, no, your son was misled with a snipt-taffeta fellow there; whose villanous saffron Laf. I like him well: 'tis not amiss: and I was would have made all the unbaked and doughy about to tell you, since I heard of the good lady's youth of a nation in his colour: your daughter-in-death, and that my lord your son was upon his relaw had been alive at this hour; and your son turn home, I moved the king my master, to speak here at home, more advanced by the king, than by in the behalf of my daughter; which, in the minothat red-tailed humble-bee I speak of. rity of them both, his majesty, out of a self-gra

Count. I would, I had not known him! it was cious remembrance, did first propose: his highthe death of the most virtuous gentlewoman, that ness hath promised me to do it: and, to stop up ever nature had praise for creating: if she had par- the displeasure he hath conceived against your son, taken of my flesh, and cost me the dearest groans there is no fitter matter. How does your ladyship of a mother, I could not have owed her a more like it? rooted love. Laf. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we wish it happily effected. may pick a thousand salads, ere we light on such another herb.

Clo. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marjoram of the salad, or, rather the herb of grace.'

Laf. They are not salad-herbs, you knave, they are nose-herbs.

Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir, I have not much skill in grass.

Laf. Whether dost thou profess thyself; a knave, or a fool?

Clo. A fool, sir, at a woman's service, and a knave at a man's.

Laf. Your distinction?

Clo. I would cozen the man of his wife, and do his service.

Laf. So you were a knave at his service, indeed.

Clo. And I would give his wife my bauble, sir,

to do her service.

Laf. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both knave and fool.

Clo. At your service.

Laf. No, no, no.

Clo. Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve as great a prince as you are.

Laf. Who's that? a Frenchman?

Clo. Faith, sir, he has an English name: but his phisnomy is more hotter in France, than there. Laf. What prince is that?

Clo. The black prince, sir, alias, the prince of darkness; alias, the devil.

Laf. Hold thee, there's my purse: I give thee not this to suggests thee from thy master thou talkest of; serve him still.

Count. With very much content, my lord, and I

Laf. His highness comes post from Marseilles, of as able body as when he numbered thirty; he will be here to-morrow, or I am deceived by him that in such intelligence hath seldom failed.

Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him ere I die. I have letters, that my son will be here to-night: I shall beseech your lordship, to remain with me till they meet together.

Laf. Madam, I was thinking, with what manners I might safely be admitted.

Count. You need but plead your honourable privilege.

Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; but, I thank my God, it holds yet.

a

Re-enter Clown.

Clo. O madam, yonder's my lord your son with patch of velvet on's face: whether there be a scar under it, or no, the velvet knows; but 'tis a goodly patch of velvet: his left cheek is a cheek of two pile and a half, but his right cheek is worn bare.

Laf. A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good livery of honour; so, belike, is that.

Clo. But it is your carbonadoeds face. Laf. Let us go see your son, I pray you; Ilong to talk with the young noble soldier.

Clo. 'Faith, there's a dozen of 'em, with delicate fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which bow the head, and nod at every man. [Exeunt.

ACT V.

SCENE I.-Marseilles. A street. Enter Helena,
Widow, and Diana, with two attendants.
Must wear your spirits low: we cannot help it;
Hel. But this exceeding posting, day and night,
But, since you have made the days and nights as

Clo. I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always
loved a great fire; and the master I speak of, ever
keeps a good fire. But, sure, he is the prince of
the world, let his nobility remain in his court.
am for the house with the narrow gate, which I
take to be too little for pomp to enter: some, that To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs,
humble themselves, may; but the many will be too Be bold, you do so grow in my requital,
chill and tender; and they'll be for the flowery way, As nothing can unroot you. In happy time
that leads to the broad gate, and the great fire.

Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of thee; and I tell thee so before, because I would not fall out with thee. Go thy ways; let my horses be well looked to, without any tricks.

Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, sir, they shall

one,

Enter a gentle Astringer.'

;

This man may help me to his majesty's ear,
he would spend his power.-God save you, sir.
Gent. And you.

If

Hel. Sir, I have seen you in the court of France.
Gent. I have been sometimes there.

(5) Mischievously unhappy, waggish.
(6) Scotched like a piece of meat for the gridiron.
(7) A gentleman Falconer.