A traitor you do look like; but such traitors Hel. The rather will I spare my praises towards him; Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death Safer than mine own two, more dear: I have so : King. We thank you, maiden Our great self and our credit, to esteem Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I give, Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, From simple sources; and great seas have dried, Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid: (1) I am like Pandarus. ;| Hel. But know I think, and think I know most sure, Hel. Tax of impudence, A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame,Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name Sear'd otherwise; no worse of worst extended, With vilest torture let my life be ended. King. Methinks, in thee some blessed spirit doth speak; His powerful sound, within an organ weak: In common sense, sense saves another way. Hel. If I break time, or flinch in property Hel. heaven. Hel. Then shalt thou give me, with thy kingly hand, What husband in thy power I will command: King. Here is my hand; the premises observ'd, More should I question thee, and more I must; Though, more to know, could not be more to trust; From whence thou cam'st, how tended on,-But rest Unquestion'd welcome, and undoubted blest.Give me some help here, ho!-If thou proceed As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed. [Flourish. Exeunt. SCENE II.-Rousillon. A room in the Countess's Palace. Enter Countess and Clown. Count. Come on, sir; I shall now put you to the height of your breeding. (7) i. e. Pretend to greater things than befits the mediocrity of my condition. (8) The evening star. (2) Of acknowledged excellence. (3) A third eye. (4) An allusion to Daniel judging the two Elders. (5) i. e. When Moses smote the rock in Horeb. (6) This must refer to the children of Israel passing the Red Sea, when miracles had been de-by thee. nied by Pharaoh. (9) i. e. May be counted among the gifts enjoyed (10) The spring or morning of life. Clo. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly Count. Haste you again. [Exeunt severally. taught: I know my business is but to the court. Count. To the court! why, what place make you special, when you put off that with such contempt? But to the court! SCENE III.-Paris. A room in the King's Palace. Enter Bertram, Lafeu, and Parolles. Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we have Clo. Truly, madam, if God have lent a man any our philosophical persons, to make modern and manners, he may easily put it off at court: he that familiar things, supernatural and causeless. Hence cannot make a leg, put off's cap, kiss his hand, and is it, that we make trifles of terrors; ensconcing say nothing, has neither leg, hands, lip, nor cap; ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should and, indeed, such a fellow, to say precisely, were submit ourselves to an unknown fear. not for the court; but, for me, I have an answer Par. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, will serve all men. that hath shot out in our latter times. Ber. And so 'tis. Count. Marry, that's a bountiful answer, that fits all questions. Clo. It is like a barber's chair, that fits all buttocks; the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, the brawn-buttock, or any buttock. Count. Will your answer serve to fit all questions? Clo. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an attorney, as your French crown for your taffata punk, as Tib's rush for Tom's fore-finger, as a pancake for Shrove-Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the nail to his hole, the cuckold to his horn, as a scolding quean to a wrangling knave, as the nun's lip to the friar's mouth; nay, as the pudding to his skin. Count. Have you, I say, an answer of such fitness for all questions? Clo. From below your duke, to beneath your constable, it will fit any question. Count. It must be an answer of most monstrous size, that must fit all demands. Laf. To be relinquished of the artists,- Laf. That gave him out incurable,— Par. Right: as 'twere, a man assured of an- Par. Just, you say well; so would I have said. Laf. may truly say, it is a novelty to the world. Par. It is, indeed: if you will have it in showing, you shall read it in,—What do you call there? Laf. A showing of a heavenly effect in an earthly actor. I Par. That's it I would have said: the very same. Laf. Why, your dolphin' is not lustier: 'fore me speak in respect- Par. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that is Clo. But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the the brief and the tedious of it; and he is of a most learned should speak truth of it: here it is, and all facinorous' spirit, that will not acknowledge it to that belongs to't: Ask me, if I am a courtier; it shall do you no harm to learn. Count. To be young again, if we could: I will be a fool in question, hoping to be the wiser by your answer. I pray you, sir, are you a courtier? Clo. O Lord, sir,-There's a simple putting off;more, more, a hundred of them. Count. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, that loves you. Clo. O Lord, sir,—Thick, thick, spare not me. Count. I think, sir, you can eat none of this homely meat. Clo. O Lord, sir,-Nay, put me to't, I warrant you. Count. Do you cry, O Lord, sir, at your whipping, and spare not me? Indeed, your O Lord, sir, is very sequent' to your whipping; you would answer very well to a whipping, if you were but hound to't. be the Laf. Very hand of heaven. Laf. In a most weak Par. And debile minister, great power, great transcendence: which should, indeed, give us a further use to be made, than alone the recovery of the king, as to be Laf. Generally thankful. Enter King, Helena, and attendants. Par. I would have said it; you say well: Here comes the king. Laf. Lustick, as the Dutchman says: I'll like a maid the better, whilst I have a tooth in my head: Why, he's able to lead her a coranto. Par. Mort du Vinaigre! Is not this Helen? Clo. I ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my-Sit, my preserver, by thy patient's side; And with this healthful hand, whose banish'd sense Laf. I'd give bay Curtal,' and his furniture, King. Peruse them well: Not one of those, but had a noble father. Hel. Gentlemen, Heaven hath, through me, restor'd the king to All. We understand it, and thank heaven for you. A poor physician's daughter my wife !-Disdain King. 'Tis only title thou disdain'st in her, the I can build up. Strange is it, that our bloods, Let the white death sit on thy cheek for ever; Hel. Thanks, sir; all the rest is mute. Laf. I had rather be in this choice, than throw ames-ace for my life. Hel. The honour, sir, that flames in your fair eyes, Before I speak, too threateningly replies: Love make your fortunes twenty times above Her that so wishes, and her humble love! 2 Lord. No better, if you please. Hel. My wish receive, Which great love grant! and so I take my leave. Laf. Do all they deny her? An they were sons of mine, I'd have them whipped; or I would send. them to the Turk, to make eunuchs of. Hel. Be not afraid [To a Lord.] that I your hand I'll never do you wrong for your own sake: Laf. These boys are boys of ice, they'll none have her sure, they are bastards to the English; the French ne'er got them. Hel. You are too young, too happy, and too good, To make yourself a son out of my blood. 4 Lord. Fair one, I think not so. Laf. There's one grape yet,-I am sure, thy father drank wine.-But if thou be'st not an ass, I am a youth of fourteen; I have known thee already. Hel. I dare not say I take you; [To Bertram.] Me, and my service, ever whilst I live, Ber. My wife, my liege? I shall beseech your In such a business give me leave to use Yes, my good lord; Ber. But follows it, my lord, to bring me down, Must answer for your raising? I knew her well; She had her breeding at my father's charge: (1) A docked horse. (2) i. e. I have no more to say to you. (3) The lowest chance of the dice. Hel. That you are well restor'd, my lord, I am King. My honour's at the stake; which to defeat, Ber. Pardon, my gracious lord; for I submit Ber. (4) i. e. The want of title. (5) Titles. Laf. To what is count's man; count's master is of another style. Par. You are too old, sir; let it satisfy you, you are too old. Laf. I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to which title age cannot bring thee. Par. This is hard and undeserved measure, my lord. Laf. Go to, sir; you were beaten in Italy for picking a kernel out of a pomegrante; you are a vagabond, and no true traveller: you are more saucy with lords, and honourable personages, than the heraldry of your birth and virtue gives you commission. You are not worth another word, else I'd call you knave. I leave you. [Exit. Enter Bertram. Par. What I dare too well do, I dare not do. Laf. I did think thee, for two ordinaries, to be a pretty wise fellow; thou didst make tolerable vent of thy travel; it might pass: yet the scarfs, and the bannerets, about thee, did manifoldly dis- very good; let it be concealed a while. suade me from believing thee a vessel of too great a burden. I have now found thee; when I lose thee again, I care not yet art thou good for nothing but taking up; and that thou art scarce worth. Par. Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon thee,- Par. Good, very good; it is so then.-Good, Laf. Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou hasten thy trial; which if-Lord have mercy on thee for a hen! So, my good window of lattice, fare thee well; thy casement I need not open, for I look through thee. Give me thy hand. Par. My lord, you give me most egregious indignity. Laf. Ay, with all my heart; and thou art worthy of it. Par. I have not, my lord, deserved it. I Ber. Undone, and forfeited to cares for ever! Ber. Although before the solemn priest I have sworn, will not bed her. Par. What? what, sweet heart? Ber. O my Parolles, they have married me :- I know not yet. Par. Ay, that would be known: To the wars, my boy, to the wars! He wears his honour in a box unseen, Laf. Yes, good faith, every dram of it; and I That hugs his kicksy-wicksy here at home; will not bate thee a scruple. Par. Well, I shall be wiser. Laf. E'en as soon as thou canst, for thou hast to pull at a smack o' the contrary. If ever thou be'st bound in thy scarf, and beaten, thou shalt find what it is to be proud of thy bondage. I have a desire to hold my acquaintance with thee, or rather my knowledge; that I may say, in the default, he is a man I know. Par. My lord, you do me most insupportable vexation. Spending his manly marrow in her arms, Ber. It shall be so; I'll send her to my house, Par. Will this capricio hold in thee, art sure? Laf. I would it were hell-pains for thy sake, and my poor doing eternal: for doing I am past; as I will by thee, in what motion age will give me leave. [Exit. Par. Well, thou hast a son shall take this disgrace off me; scurvy, old, filthy, scurvy lord !-| Well, I must be patient; there is no fettering of authority. I'll beat him, by my life, if I can meet A young man, married, is a man that's marr'd: him with any convenience, an he were double and Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go: double a lord. I'll have no more pity of his age, The king has done you wrong; but, hush! 'tis so. than I would have of I'll beat him, an if I could but meet him again. Re-enter Lafeu. Laf. Sirrah, your lord and master's married, [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-The same. Another room in the same. Enter Helena and Clown. Hel. My mother greets me kindly: Is she well? Clo. She is not well; but yet she has her health; (3) Exercise. (4) A cant term for a wife, (5) The house made gloomy by discontent. Par. Bless you, my fortunate lady! mine own good fortunes. Par. You had my prayers to lead them on: and to keep them on, have them still.-O, my knave!] How does my old lady? Clo. So that you had her wrinkles, and I her money, I would she did as you say. Par. Why, I say nothing. Clo. Marry, you are the wiser man; for many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing: To say nothing, to do nothing, to know nothing, and to have nothing, is to be a great part of your title; which is within a very little of nothing. Par. Away, thou art a knave. Clo. You should have said, sir, before a knave thou art a knave; that is, before me thou art a knave: this had been truth, sir. Par. Goto, thou art a witty fool, I have found thee. But puts it off by a compell'd restraint; sweets, sure When I should take possession of the Bride,- ter end of a dinner; but one that lies three thirds, Ber. Is there any unkindness between my lord and you, monsieur ? Par. I know not how I have deserved to run into my lord's displeasure. Laf. You have made shift to run into't, boots custard; and out of it you'll run again, rather and spurs, and all, like him that leap'd into the than suffer question for your residence. Ber. It may be, you have mistaken him, my lord. Par. An idle lord, I swear. Par. Why, do you not know him? Ber. Yes, I do know him well; and common speech Gives him a worthy pass. Here comes my clog. I shall obey his will. On my particular: prepar'd I was not but has little or no song, which gives estimation to |