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beguile two hours in a sleep, and then to return Par. O! ransom, ransom :-do not hide mine and swear the lies he forges.

eyes.

[They seize and blindfold him. 1 Sold. Boskos thromuldo boskos !

Par. I know you are the Muskos' regiment, Enter PAROLLES.

And I shall lose my life for want of language.

If there be here German, or Dane, low Dutch, Par. Ten o'clock; within these three hours Italian, or French, let him speak to me :'t will be time enough to go home. What shall

I will discover that which shall undo I say I have done ? It must be a very plausive The Florentine. invention that carries it. They begin to smoke

1 Sold. Boskos vauvado : me: and disgraces have of late knocked too often I understand thee, and can speak thy tongue. at my door. I find, my tongue is too fool-hardy; Kerelybonto : Sir, but my heart hath the fear of Mars before it, and Betake thee to thy faith, for seventeen poniards of his creatures, not daring the reports of my Are at thy bosom. tongue.

PAR.

Oh! 1 LORD. [Aside.] This is the first truth that 1 SOLD. O, pray, pray, pray. Manka revania e'er thine own tongue was guilty of.

dulche. Par. What the devil should move me to under- 1 LORD. Oscorbidulchos volivorco. take the recovery of this drum, being not ignorant 1 Sold. The general is content to spare thee of the impossibility, and knowing I had no such

yet, purpose ? I must give myself some hurts, and say, And, hood-wink'd as thou art, will lead thee on I got them in exploit ; yet slight ones will not To gather from thee: haply, thou may'st inform carry it: they will say, Came you off with so Something to save thy life. little ? and great ones I dare not give. Where- PAR.

0, let me live, fore? what's the instance ? * Tongue, I must put

And all the secrets of our camp I'll show, you into a butter-woman's mouth, and buy myself Their force, their purposes : nay, I'll speak that another of Bajazet's mule, if you prattle me into Which you will wonder at. these perils.

1 Sold.

But wilt thou faithfully? 1 LORD. (A side.] Is it possible, he should

PAR. If I do not, damn me. know what he is, and be that he is ?

1 Sold.

Acordo linta. Par. I would the cutting of my garments

Come on, thou art granted space. would serve the turn; or the breaking of my [A short alarum without. Exit, with PAROLLES Spanish sword.

guarded. 1 Lord. [Aside.] We cannot afford

1 LORD. Go, tell the count Rousillon, and my Par. Or the baring of my beard ; and to say,

brother, it was in stratagem.

We have caught the woodcock, and will keep him 1 LORD. [Aside.] 'T would not do.

muffled, Par. Or to drown my clothes, and say,

I was

Till we do hear from them. stripped.

2 Sold.

Captain, I will. i LORD. [A side.] Hardly serve.

1 LORD. He will betray us all unto ourselves ;Par. Though I swore I leaped from the window Inform on that. of the citadel —

2 Sold. So I will, sir. 1 LORD. [Aside.] How deep ?

1 LORD. Till then, I'll keep him dark, and Par. Thirty fathom.

safely lock'd.

[Exeunt. 1 LORD. [Aside.] Three great oaths would scarce make that be believed. Par. I would I had any drum of the enemy's;

SCENE II.-Florence. A Room in the Widow's I would swear, I recovered it.

House. 1 LORD. [Aside.] You shall hear one anon. [Alarum within.

Enter BERTRAM and DIANA.
Par. A drum now of the enemy's !
1 LORD. Throca movousus, cargo ! cargo

o !
BER. They told me,

that

your name was Fonti

bell. All. Cargo ! cargo! villianda par corbo,

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 ?
& Wherefore? what's the instance ?] Wherefore did I volunteer
this exploit? For what object?

If the quick fire of youth light not your mind,

you so.

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You are no maiden, but a monument :

To give it from me. When you are dead, you should be such a one DIA.

Will you not, my lord ? As you are now, for you are cold and stern ; a BER. It is an honour 'longing to our house, And now you should be as your mother was, Bequeathed down from many ancestors ; When your sweet self was got.

Which were the greatest obloquy i’ the world, Dia. She then was honest.

In me to lose. BER.

So should

you
be.

DIA. Mine honour's such a ring :

No: My chastity's the jewel of our house, My mother did but duty; such, my lord,

Bequeathed down from many ancestors ; As you owe to your wife.

Which were the greatest obloquy i the world, BER. No more of that!

In me to lose. Thus your own proper wisdom I pr’ythee, do not strive against my vows : Brings in the champion honour on my part, I was compell’d to her, but I love thee

Against your vain assault. By love's own sweet constraint, and will for ever BER.

Here, take my ring : Do thee all rights of service.

My house, mine honour, yea, my life be thine, DIA.

Ay, so you serve us, And I'll be bid by thee. Till we serve you: but when you have our roses, Dia. When midnight comes, knock at my You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves,

chamber window; And mock us with our bareness.

I'll order take, my mother shall not hear. Ber.

How have I sworn ! Now will I charge you in the band of truth, Dia. 'Tis not the many oaths, that makes the When you have conquer’d my yet maiden bed, truth,

Remain there but an hour, nor speak to me: But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true. My reasons are most strong, and you shall know What is not holy, that we swear not by,

them, But take the Highest to witness: then, pray you, When back again this ring shall be deliver'd :

And on your finger, in the night, I'll put If I should swear by Jove's great attributes, Another ring; that, what in time proceeds, I lov'd you dearly, would you believe my oaths, May token to the future our past deeds. When I did love you ill? this has no holding, Adieu, till then : then, fail not: you have won To swear by him whom I protest to love, [oaths A wife of me, though there my hope be done. That I will work against him. Therefore, your BER. A heaven on earth I have won, by wooing Are words, and poor conditions, but unseald;

thee.

Exit. At least, in my opinion.

Dia. For which live long to thank both heaven BER. Change it, change it ;

and me! Be not so holy-cruel : love is holy,

You may so in the end.-
And my integrity ne'er knew the crafts,

My mother told me just how he would woo,
That you do charge men with : stand no more off, As if she sat in his heart; she says,
But give thyself unto my sick desires,

Have the like oaths : he had sworn to marry me, Who then recovers; say, thou art mine, and ever When his wife's dead; therefore I'll lie with him, My love, as it begins, shall so persever. [a snare, When I am buried. Since Frenchmen are DIA. I see, that men make hopes, in such

braid, That we'll forsake ourselves. Give me that ring. | Marry that will, I live and die a maid: BER. I'll lend it thee, my dear, but have no Only, in this disguise, I think 't no sin power To cozen him, that would unjustly win.

[Exit.

tell me,

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Coid and stern;] Stern is rigid, unyielding.
“Can generous hearts in nature be so stern ?"

GREENE's James the Fourth.
“In former times, some countries have been so chary in this
bebalf, so stern, that if a child were crooked or deformed in body
of mind, they made him away."-BURTON's Anatomy of Melan-
choly.

But take the Highest to witness.
BER.

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?
Dia.

This has no holding,
To swear by him whom I protest to love,

That I will work against him."
© Love is holy,–] We should, perhaps, read, "My love is
holy."

b Tis not the many oaths, &c. &c.] All the best modern editors
have laboured earnestly to render this passage intelligible. That
they have failed is, we believe, owing to their not perceiving that
the accomplished compositors or transcribers of the folio, 1623,
have contrived, with their customary dexterity, to graft a speech
of Bertram on to that of Diana. If we read the dialogue as follows,
much in it that was nebulous becomes clear, and a way is seen to
the comprehension of the rest :-
** BER.

How have I sworn!
DIA. 'Tis not the many oaths, that makes the truth,
But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true.
What is not holy, that we swear not by,

d I sce, that men make hopes, in such a snare,-] The old copy has,

“I see that men make rope's in such a scarre;" which, though some critics have attempted to explain, none has yet succeeded in making intelligible. The alteration of hopes for rope's was proposed by Rowe, who reads,

“I see that men make hopes in such affairs." e Since Frenchmen are so braid, -] Braid, in this place, means false, tricking, deceitful.

SCENE III.-The Florentine Camp.

2 LORD. What will count Rousillon do then ?

will he travel higher, or return again into France ? Enter the two French Lords, and two or three

1 LORD. I perceive, by this demand, you are Soldiers.

not altogether of his council.

2 LORD. Let it be forbid, sir! so should I be a 1 LORD. You have not given him his mother's great deal of his act. letter?

1 Lord. Sir, his wife, some two months since, 2 LORD. I have delivered it an hour since: fled from his house : her pretence is a pilgrimage there is something in't that stings his nature, for, to Saint Jaques le grand; which holy undertaking, on the reading it, he changed almost into another with most austere sanctimony, she accomplished : man.

and, there residing, the tenderness of her nature 1 LORD. He has much worthy blame laid upon became as a prey to her grief; in fine, made a him, for shaking off so good a wife, and so sweet groan of her last breath, and now she sings in a lady.

heaven. 2 LORD. Especially he hath incurred the ever- 2 LORD. How is this justified ? lasting displeasure of the king, who had even 1 Lord. The stronger part of it by her own tuned his bounty to sing happiness to him. I letters; which makes her story true, even to the will tell you a thing, but you shall let it dwell point of her death : her death itself, which could darkly with you.

not be her office to say, is come, was faithfully 1 LORD. When you have spoken it, 'tis dead, confirmed by the rector of the place. and I am the grave of it.

2 LORD. 'Hath the count all this intelligence? 2 LORD. He hath perverted a young gentle- 1 LORD. Ay, and the particular confirmations, woman here in Florence, of a most chaste renown, point from point, to the full arming of the verity. and this night he fleshes his will in the spoil of 2 Lord. I am heartily sorry, that he 'll be glad her honour: he hath given her his monumental of this. ring, and thinks himself made in the unchaste 1 LORD. How mightily, sometimes, we make composition.

us comforts of our losses ! 1 'Lord. Now, God delay our rebellion; as we 2 LORD. And how mightily, some other times, are ourselves, what things are we !

we drown our gain in tears! The great dignity, 2 LORD. Merely our own traitors. And as in that his valour hath here acquired for him, shall the common course of all treasons, we still see at home be encountered with a shame as ample. them reveal themselves, till they attain to their 1 Lord. The web of our life is of a mingled abhorred ends ;c so he, that in this action contrives yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be against his own nobility, in his proper stream proud, if our faults whipped them not, and our o'erflows himself.

crimes would despair, if they were not cherished 1 Lord. Is it not meanta damnable in us, to be by our virtues. trumpeters of our unlawful intents? We shall not then have his company to-night ?

Enter a Servant. 2 LORD. Not till after midnight, for he is dieted

How now? where's your master ? to his hour.

SERV. He met the duke in the street, sir, of 1 LORD. That approaches apace: I would

whom he hath taken a solemn leave; his lordship gladly have him see his companye anatomized ; that he might take a measure of his own judg

will next morning for France. The duke hath

offered him letters of commendations to the king. ments, wherein so curiously he had set this

is | 2 Lord. They shall be no more than needfuil counterfeit.

there, if they were more than they can com end. 2 LORD. We will not meddle with him till he

1 LORD. They cannot be too sweet for the come ; for his presence must be the whip of the

king's tartness. Here's his lordship now. other. 1 Lord. In the mean time, what hear you of

Enter BERTRAM. these wars?

2 LORD. I hear, there is an overture of peace. How now, my lord, is't not after midnight? 1 Lord. Nay, I assure you, a peace concluded. BER. I have to-night despatched sixteen busi

A And thinks himself made-) Made seems strangely inapplicable. We should, perhaps, read, "paid."

b Merely-) That is, absolutely.

c To their abhorred ends ;] Their disgraceful punishments; and not, as the words are usually explained, the opportunity of effecting their treachery ;-an opportunity not very likely to occur, if they were always revealing the object they had in hand.

d Is it not meant damnable-] This is commonly altered to most damnable;" but the context supports the ancient reading, the sense of which appears to be, " Are we not designedly, for our own condemnation, made trumpeters of our unlawful purposes."

e His company-] His companion.

ended yet.

nesses, a month's length a-piece, by an abstract PAR. Five or six thousand ; but very weak and of success; I have conge’d with the duke, done unserviceable: the troops are all scattered, and the my adieu with his nearest, buried a wife, mourned commanders very poor rogues, upon my reputation for her, writ to my lady mother, I am returning; and credit, and as I hope to live. entertained my convoy; and, between these main 1 Sold. Shall I set down your answer so? parcels of despatch, effected many nicer needs ; Par. Do; I'll take the sacrament on't, how the last was the greatest, but that I have not and which way you will.

BER. All 's one to him. What a past-saving 2 LORD. If the business be of any difficulty, slave is this! and this morning your departure hence, it requires 1 Lord. You are deceived, my lord ; this is haste of your lordship.

monsieur Parolles, the gallant militarist, (that was Ber. I mean, the business is not ended, as his own phrase,) that had the whole theorick of fearing to hear of it hereafter. But shall we have war in the knot of his scarf, and the practice in this dialogue between the fool and the soldier ? the chape of his dagger. Come, bring forth this counterfeit module; he has 2 Lord, I will never trust a man again, for deceived me, like a double-meaning prophesier. keeping his sword clean ; nor believe he can have

2 LORD. Bring him forth: [Exeunt Soldiers.] every thing in him, by wearing his apparel neatly. he has sat i’ the stocks all night, poor gallant 1 Sold. Well, that's set down. koave.

Par. Five or six thousand horse, I said, I Ber. No matter; his heels have deserved it, will say true,—or thereabouts, set down,—for I'll in usurping his spurs so long. How does he speak truth. . carry himself?

1 Lord. IIe's very near the truth in this. 1 LORD. I have told your lordship already, the BER. But I con him no thanks for't, in the stocks carry him. But to answer you as you nature he delivers it." would be understood, he weeps like a wench that Par. Poor rogues, I pray you, say. had shed her milk: he hath confessed himself to 1 Sold. Well, that's set down. Morgan, whom he supposes to be a friar, from the Par. I humbly thank you, sir: a truth's a time of his remembrance, to this very instant truth, the rogues are marvellous poor. disaster of his setting i’ the stocks: and what 1 Sold. Demand of him of what strength they think you he hath confessed ?

are afoot. What say you to that ? BER. Nothing of me, has he?

Par. By my troth, sir, if I were to live" this 2 LORD. His confession is taken, and it shall present hour, I will tell true. be read to his face: if your lordship be in't, as I Spurio a hundred and fifty, Sebastian so many, believe you are, you must have the patience to Corambus so many, Jaques so many, Guiltian, hear it.

Cosmo, Lodowick, and Gratii, two hundred fifty

each: mine own company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Re-enter Soldiers, with PAROLLES.

Bentii, two hundred fifty each: so that the musterBER. A plague upon him! muffled ! he can file, rotten and sound, upon my life amounts not say nothing of me; hush! hush !

to fifteen thousand poll ; half of the which dare not 1 Lord. Hoodman (1) comes ! - Portotartarossa. shake the snow from off their cassocks, lest they

1 Soln. He calls for the tortures; what will shake themselves to pieces. you say without 'em ?

BER. What shall be done to him? Par. I will confess what I know without con- 1 Lord. Nothing, but let him have thanks. straint; if ye pinch me like a pasty, I can say Demand of him my condition, and what credit I no more.

have with the duke ? 1 Sold. Bosko chimurcho.

1 Sold. Well, that's set down. You shall 2 LORD. Boblibindo chicurmurco.

demand of him, whether one captain Dumain be 1 Sold. You are a merciful general.—Our i the camp, a Frenchman ; what his reputation is general bids you answer to what I shall ask you with the duke, what his valour, honesty, and exout of a note.

pertness in wars ; or whether he thinks, it were not Par. And truly, as I hope to live.

possible, with well-weighing sums of gold, to cor1 Sold. First demand of him how many horse rupt him to a revolt. What say you to this ? what the duke is strong. What say you to that ? do

you

know of it?

Let me

see:

a All's one to him.) In the old text these words are given to Parolles.

b But I con him no thanks fort, in the nature he delivers it.] No thanks to him for truth, however, considering the purpose for which he tells it.

e If I were to live this present hour,-) "If I were to die this

present hour" seems more germane to his position. Live, possibly, is a misprint of leare. He may have meant,“ I were free to depart this very hour."

d Sebastian so many, Corambus so many, Jacques so many,-) So many means, as many. e My condition,-) That is, disposilion and character.

so I

Par. I beseech you, let me answer to the par- Men are to mell with, boys are not to kiss : ticular of the intergatories. Demand them singly, For count of this, the count 's a fool, I know it,

1 SOLD. Do you know this captain Dumain ? Who pays before, but not when he does owe it. Par. I know him : he was a botcher's 'prentice

Thine, as he vowed to thee in thine ear, in Paris, from whence he was whipped for getting

PAROLLES. the shrieve's fool with child; a dumb innocent, that could not

say
him
nay.

BER. He shall be whipped through the army, [DUMAIN lifts up his hand in anger. with this rhyme in his forehead. BER. Nay, by your leave, hold your hands; 2 Lord. This is your devoted friend, sir, the though I know, his brains are forfeit to the next manifold linguist, and the armipotent soldier. tile that falls.

Ber. I could endure anything before but a cat, 1 Sold. Well, is this captain in the duke of and now he's a cat to me. Florence's camp?

1 Sold. I perceive, sir, by our“ general's looks, PAR. Upon my knowledge, he is, and lousy. we shall be fain to hang you.

1 LORD. Nay, look not so upon me; we shall Par. My life, sir, in any case! not that I am hear of your lordship* anon.

afraid to die, but that, my offences being many, I 1 Soud. What is his reputation with the duke ? would repent out the remainder of nature: let me

Par. The duke knows him for no other but a live, sir, in a dungeon, i’ the stocks, or anywhere, poor officer of mine; and writ to me this other day, may

live. to turn him out of the band: I think, I have his 1 Sold. We'll see what may be done, so you letter in my pocket.

confess freely; therefore, once more to this captain 1 Sold. Marry, we'll search.

Dumain. You have answered to his reputation Par. In good sadness, I do not know; either with the duke, and to his valour. What is his it is there, or it is upon a file, with the duke's honesty ? other letters, in my tent.

Par. He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister; 1 Sold. Here 't is; here's a paper. Shall I for rapes and ravishments he parallels Nessus. IIe read it to you?

professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking them Par. I do not know, if it be it, or no.

he is stronger than Hercules. He will lie, sir, BER. Our interpreter does it well.

with such volubility, that you would think truth 1 LORD. Excellently.

were a fool: drunkenness is his best virtue, for 1 Sold. Dian, The count 's a fool, and full of he will be swine-drunk, and in his sleep he does gold, -

little harm, save to his bed-clothes about him; but PAR. That is not the duke's letter, sir ; that is they know his conditions, and lay him in straw. I an advertisement to a proper maid in Florence, have but little more to say, sir, of his honesty; he one Diana, to take heed of the allurement of one has everything that an honest man should not have; count Rousillon, a foolish idle boy, but, for all what an honest man should have, he has nothing. that, very ruttish : I pray you, sir, put it up again. 1 LORD. I begin to love him for this.

1 Sold. Nay, I'll read it first, by your favour. Ber. For this description of thine honesty ? A PAR. My meaning in't, I protest, was very pox upon

him! for me, he is more and more a cat. honest in the behalf of the maid: for I knew the 1 Sold. What say you to his expertness in war? young count to be a dangerous and lascivious boy, Par. 'Faith, sir, he has led the drum before the who is a whale to virginity, and devours up all the English tragedians, (2)—to belie him, I will not,fry it finds.

and more of his soldiership I know not; except, in BER. Damnable both-sides rogue !

that country, he had the honour to be the officer 1 SOLD. When he swears oaths, bid him drop at a place there called Mile-end, to instruct for the gold, and take it ;

doubling of files: I would do the man what honour After he scores, he never pays the score :

I can, but of this I am not certain. Half won, is match well made ; match, and well 1 LORD. He hath out-villained villainy so far, make it ;

that the rarity redeems him. He ne'er pays after debts, take it before ;

Ber. A pox on him ! he's a cat still !a And say, a soldier, Dian, told thee this,

1 Solo. Ilis qualities being at this poor price, I

(*) Old copy, Lord. a I perceive, sir, by our general's looks,-] The old text has your general's looks;" altered by Capell.

He will steal, sir, an egg out of a cloister :) If an egg not a misprint, it may have been used metaphorically for a young girl; one of the murderers of Macduff's family (" Macbeth, Act IV. Sc. 2) calls the boy "egg," and "young fry." So also Costard, in "Love's Labour's Lost," Act V. Sc. 1, terms Moth

“pigeon-egg of discretion."
e Mile-end,-) See note (4), p. 628, Vol. I.

d He's a cat still!) Bertram had before told us that a cat was his particular aversion, and that Parolles was now a cat to him.

hen the rogue ecomes more scurrilous in his revelations, Bertram says, " He is more and more a cat," and, finally, when he had "out-villained villany," the count impetuously exclaims,

he's a cat still!" that is, a cat always, a cat evermore.

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