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secrets of your army, and made such pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can serve the world for no very honest use; therefore you must die. Come, 'headsman, off with his head. Par. O Lord, fir; let me live, or let me fee my
death! Inter. That shall you, and take your leave of all your friends.
[Unbinding bim. So, look about
Know Ber. Good.morrow, noble captain. 2 Lord. God bless you, captain Parolles. i Lord. God save you, noble captain.
2 Lord. Captain, what greeting will you to my lord Lafeu? I am for France.
i Lord. Good captain, will you give me a copy of that same fonnet you writ to Diana in behalf of the count Roufillon ? an I were not a very coward, I'd compel it of you; but fare you well.
[Exeunt. Inter. You are undone, captain ; all but your scarf, that has a knot on't yet.
Par. Who cannot be crush'd with a plot ?
Inter. 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, fir; I am for France too; we shall speak of you
[Exit. Par. Yet am I thankful : if my heart were great, 'Twould burst at this : Captain, l'il be no more ; But I will eat and drink, and Neep as soft As captain shall : simply the thing I am Shall make me live. Who knows himself a braggart, Let him fear this; for it will come to pass, That every braggart shall be found an ass. Rust, sword ! cool, blushes! and, Parolles, live Safest in shame! being fool'd, by foolery thrive! There's place, and means, for every man alive. l'll after them.
Hel. That you may well perceive I have not wrong'd
grace is at Marseilles ; to which place
Wid. Gentle madam,
Hel. Nor you, mistress,
• breaking,]-being disbanded.
which]--for which. motive)-assistant. VOL. II.
When Pfaucy trusting of the cozen'd thoughts
Dia. Let death and honesty
Hel. Yer, ' I 'fray you,
S CE N E v.
Enter Countess, Lafeu, and Clown. Laf. No, no, no, your son was mis-led with a 'snipetaffata fellow there ; whose " villainous faffron would have
Pfaucy trusting of the cozen'd thoughts)-lascivious conceit of stolen joys.
9 for that ]—mistaking it for that. l'fray you,-But with the word:]-I only frighten you with the word juffir: a short time will usher in our joys.- I pray you.
s time revives us :)-the lucky circumstance of the King's visit at Marseilles, rouses us, incites us to set forward.
Jnipt.taffata fellow]-coxcomb. u villainous faffron)-deep-died vices were enough to infect a whole nation. Yellow Rarch was then much in wear, and safron used in pastry. “ I must have faffron to colour the warden pyes." Winter's TALE, AQ IV, Sc. 2. Cle.
made all the unbak’d and doughy youth of a nation in his colour : your daughter-in-law had been alive at this hour; and your son here at home, more advanced by the king, than by that "red-tail'd humble-bee I speak of.
Count. I would, I had not known him! it was the death of the most virtuous gentlewoman, that ever nature had praise for creating : if she had partaken of my flesh, and cost me the dearest groans of a mother, I could not have owed her a more rooted love.
Laf. 'Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we may pick a thousand sallads, ere we light on such another herb.
Clo. Indeed, sir, she was the sweet-marjoram of the sallet, or, rather, the herb of
grace. Laf. They are not fallet-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, fir, 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.
" red-tail'd humble-bee]-poltron in scarlet.
my bauble,)-a kind of small mace, or truncheon, part of the furniture of a fool.
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, fir, he has an English name; but his phisnomy is ' more honour'd 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 ? suggest thee from thy master thou talk'st of; serve him still.
Clo. I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always lov'd a great fire; and the master I speak of, ever keeps a good fire. But, a for, he is the prince of the world, let his nobility remain in his court: I am for the house with the narrow gate, which I take to be too little for pomp to enter : fome, that humble themselves, may; but the many
will be too chill and tender ; and they'll be for the flowery way, 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 fo before, because I would not fall out with thee. Go thy ways ; let my horses be well look'd to, without any tricks.
Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, fir, they shall be jades' tricks; which are cheir own right by the law of na
(Exit. Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy.
Count. So he is. My lord, that's gone, made himself much sport out of him: by his authority he remains here, which he thinks is a patent for his faucinefs; and, indeed, he has no place, but runs where he will.
y more honour'd]-for its dark complexion, so similar to their ownmore hotter.
2 suggest thee)-seduce thee. fince--sure. b unhappy. ]-unlucky, a wag,
no place, ]-no determinate itation, or office in the family.no pace.