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sent me,

Per. Nay, you need not stop your nose, sir ; I Of richest eyes; whose words all ears took captive ; spake but by a metaphor.

Whose dear perfection, hearts that scorn'd to serve, Clo. Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stirk, I will stop Humbly cail'd mistress. oy nose ; or against any man's metaphor. Pr’ythee, King.

Praising what is lost, get the further.

Makes the remembrance dear. Well, call him hither. Par. Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper.

-We are reconcild, and the first view shall kill
Cle. Foh, proythee, stand away; A paper from All repetition ;--Let him not ask our pardon ;
fortune's close-stool, to give to a nobleman! Look, The nature of his great offence is dead,
Lere he comes himself.

And deeper than oblivion do we bury
Enter Lafeu.

The incensing relics of it: let him approach,
-Here is a pur of fortune's, sir, or of fortune's cat, (but A stranger, no offender ; and inform him,
hat a musk-ent.) that has fallen into the unclean fish So 'tis our will he should.
pood of her displeasure, and, as he says, is muddied Gent.

I shail, my liege. withal : Pray you, sir, use the carp as you may; for

[Exit Gentleman. be looks like a poor, decayed, ingenious, foolish, rascal King. What says he to your daughter? have you i krave. I do pity his distress in my smiles of com spoke ? fort, and leave him to your lordship. [Exit Clown. Laf. All that he is hath reference to your highness.

Par. My lorl, I am a man whom fortune bath cru King. Then shall we have a match. I have letters elly seratched.

Laf. And what would you have me to do? 'tis too That set him high in fame. late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you played

Enter Bertram. the kave with fortune, that she should scratch you, Laf:

He looks well on't. who of herself is a good lady, and would not have King. I am not a day of season, kmen's thrive long under her? There's a quart d'ecu For thou may'st see a sun-shine and a hail for you: Let the justices make yon and fortune friends; In me at once : but to the brightest beams I am for other business.

Distracted clouds give way; so stayd thou forth, Per. I beserch your honour, to hear me one single The time is fair again. word.


My high-repented blames, inf. You beg a single penny more: come, you shall Dear sovereign, pardon to me. ba't; save your word.


All is whole ; Par. My name, my good lord, is Parolles.

Not one wonl more of the consumed time. Laf. You beg more than one word then.-Cox'my Let's take the instant by the forward top ; passion! give me your hand : How does your drum ? For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees Per. O my good lord, you were the first that found | The inaudible and noiseless foot of time

Steals ere we can effect them : You remember Laf. Was I, in sooth ? and I was the first that lost The daughter of this lord ?


Admiringly, my liege : at first Per. It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in some I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart grace, for you did bring me out.

Durst make too bold a herald of my tougue : Lsj. Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon me Where the impression of mine eye enfixing, at core both the office of God and the devil ? one Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me. brings thee in grace, and the other brings thee out. Which warp'd the line of every other favour ; [Trumpets sound.) The king's coming, I know by his Scorn'd a fair colour, or expressed it stoln; trumpets. Sirrah, inquire further after me; I had Extended or contracted all proportions, talk of you last night : though you are a fool and a To a most hideous object: Thenee it came, knave, you shall eat; go to, follow.

That she, whom all men prais'd, and whom myself, Par. I praise God for you.

[Exeunt. Since I have lost, have lor'd, was in mine eye SCENE III.-The same. A Room in the Countess's

The dust that did offend it. Pelace. Flourish. Enter King, Countess, Lafeu,


Well excus'd :

That thou didst love her, strikes some scores away Lords, Gentlemen, Guards, Úc.

From the great 'compt: but love, that comes too late, King. We lost a jewel of her ; and our esteem Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried, Was made much poorer by it : but your son,

To the great sender turns a sour oitence, As had in folly, lack'd the sense to know

Crying, That's good that's gone : our rash faults Her estimation home.

Make trivial price of serious things we have, Count. 'Tis past, my liege :

Not knowing them until we know their grave : And I beseech your majesty to make it

Oft onr displeasures, to ourselves unjust,
Natural rebelbon, done i' the blaze of youth ; Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust :
When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force, Our own love waking cries to see what's done,
Oertran it, and burns on.

While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon.
My honour'd lady,

Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget bor. I have forgiven and forgotten all;

Send forth your auorous token for fair Maudlin: Tbout my reveuges were higla bent upon him, The main corisants are bad ; and here we'll stay And watchid the time to shoot.

To see our widower's second marriage-day.
This I must say,

Count. Which better than the first, О duar heaven, Eat first I beg my pardon, -The young


bi-ss! Did to his majesty, his mother, and luis lady,

Or, ere they meet, in me, o nature, cease! Oftrue of mighty wte; but to himself

Lof. Come on, my son, in whom my bouge's name Il grantest wrong of all : he lost a wife,

Must be digested, give a favour from you, Whose beauty did astonish the sarvey

To sparkle in the spirit of my daughiut,

That she may quickly corne.-By my old beard, With an importing visage ; and she told me,
And every hair that's on't, Helen, that's dead, In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern
Was a sweet creature ; such a ring as this,

Your highness with berself.
The last that e'er I took her leave at court,

King. (Reads.] Upon his many protestations to I saw upon her finger.

marry me, when his wife was dead, I blush to say it, Ber. Hers it was not.

he won me. Now is the count Rousillon a widower ; King. Now, pray you, let me see it ; for mine eye,

his vows are forfeited to me, and my honour's paid to While I was speaking, oft was fasten'd to't.

him. He stole from Florence, taking no leave, and I This ring was mine ; and, when I gave it Helen, follow him to his country for justice : Grant it me, O * I bade her, if her fortunes ever stood

king ; in you it best lies ; otherwise a sedurer pour Necessitated to help, that by this token

ishes, and a poor maid is undone. Diana Capulet. I would relieve her: Had you that craft, to reave her Laf. I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and toll Of what should stead her most ?

him : for this, I'll none of him. Ber.

My gracious sovereign, King. The heavens have thought well on thee, Lafe, Howe'er it pleases you to take it so,

To bring forth this discovery:-Seek these suitors : The ring was never hers.

Go, speedily, and bring again the count.
Son, on my life,

[Exeunt Gentleman, and some Attendants, I have seen her wear it ; and she reckon'd it

-I am afeard, the life of Helen, lady,
At her life's rate.

Was foully snatch'd.
I am sure, I saw her wear it.


Now, justice on the doers ! Ber. You are deceiv'd, my lord, she never saw it :

Enter Bertram, guarded. In Florence was it from a casement thrown me,

King. I wonder, sir, since wives are monstrous to yot, Wrapp'd in a paper, which contain'd the name Of her that threw it : noble she was, and thought

And that you fly them as you swear them lordship, I stood ingag'd: but when I had subserib'd

Yet you desire to marry.“What woman's that? To mine own fortune, and inforı'd her fully,

Re-enter Gentlemen, with Widow, and Diana I could not answer in that course of honour

Dia. I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine, As she had made the overture, she ceas'd,

Derived from the ancient Capulet; In heavy satisfaction, and would never

My suit, as I do understand, you know,
Receive the ring again.

And therefore know how far I may be pitied.
Plutus himself,

Wid. I am her mother, sir, whose age and honour
That knows the tinct and multiplying medicine, Both suffer under this complaint we bring,
Hath not in nature's mystery more science,

And both shall cease, without your remedy. Than I have in this ring. 'Twas mine, 'twas Helen's, King. Come hither, count ; Do you know these woWhoever gave it you : Tben, if you know

men? That you are well acquainted with yourself,

Ber. My lord, I neither can, por will deny Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforcement But that I know them: Do they charge me further? You got it from her: she called the saints to surety, Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your wife? That she would never put it from her finger,

Ber. She's none of mine, my lord. Unless she gave it to yourself in bed,


If you shall marry, (Where you have never come,) or sent it us

You give away this hand, and that is mine ; Upon her great disaster.

You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine; Ber. She never saw it.

You gi.e away myself, wbich is known mine ; King. Thou speak’s it falsely, as I love mine honour; For I by vow am so emboclied yours, And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me, That she, which marries you, must marry me, Which I would fain shut out: If it should prove Either both, or none. That thou art so inhuman,-'twill not prove so ;— Laf. Your reputation (T. Bert.] comes too short And yet I know not :-thou didst hate her deadly, for my daughter, you are no husband for her. And she is dead ; which nothing, but to close

Ber. My lord, this is a fond and desperate creature, Her eyes myself, could win nie to believe,

Whom sometime I have laugh'd with : let your highMore than to see this ring.-Take him away.

[Guards scize Bertram. Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour, My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall,

Than for to think that I would sink it here. Shall tax my fears of little vanity,

King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill ta Having vainly feard too little-Away with him ;

friend, We'll sift this matter further.

Till your deeds gain them: Fairer prove your honour Ber.

If you shall prove Than in my thought it lies ! This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy


Good my lord,
Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence,

Ask him upon his oath, if he does think
Where yet she never was. [Exit Bertram, guarded. He had not my virginity?
Enter a Gentleman.

King. What say'st thou to her?
King. I am wrapp'd in dismal thinkings.


She's impudent, my lord : Gent.

Gracious sovereign, And was a common gamester to the camp. Whether I have been to blame, or no, I know not ; Dia. He does me wrong, my lord ; if I were so, Here's a petition from a Florentine,

He might have bought me at a common price:
Who bath, for four or five removes, come short Do not believe him: 0, behold this ring,
To tender it herself. I undertook it,

Whose high respect, and rich validity, Vanquish'd thereto by the fair grace and specch Did lack a parallel ; yet, for all that, of the poor suppliant, who by this, I know,

He gave it to a commoner of the camp, Ik here attending : her business looks in her

II be one



count. He blushes, and 'tis it:

Par. 'Faith, I know more than 141 speak. of six preceding ancestors, that gem

King. But wilt thou not speak all thou know'st? Conferred by testament to the sequent issue,

Par. Yes, so please your majesty ; I did go between Hath it been owd and worn. This is his wife; them, as I said ; but more than that, he loved her,-for, That ring's a thousand proofs.

indeed, he was mad for her, and talked of Satan, and King.

Methought, you said, of limbo, and of furies, and I know not what: yet I You sav one here in court could witness it?

was in that credit with them at that time, that I knew Dit. I did, my lord, but loath am to produce

of their going to bed; and of other motions, as promSo bad an instrument; his name's Parolles.

ising her marriage, and things that would derive me Laf. I saw the man today, if man he be.

ill-will to speak of, therefore I will not speak what I King. Find him, and bring him hither.

know. Ber.

What of him? King. Thou hast spoken all already, unless thou He's quoted for a most perfidious slave,

canst say they are married : But thou art too fine in With all the spots o' the world tax'd and deboshid; thy evidence ; therefore, stand aside. This ring, you Whose nature sickens, but to speak a truth :

say, was yours? Aml or that, or this, for what he'll utter,

Dia. Ay, my good lord. That will speak any thing?

King. Where did you buy it? or who gave it you? King.

She hath that ring of yours. Dia. It was not given me, nor I did not buy it. Ber. I think, she has : certain it is, I lik'd her, King. Who lent it you? And boarded her i' the wanton way of youth:

Dia. It was not lent me neither. She knew her distance, and did angle for me,

King. Where did you find it then? Watling my eagerness with her restraint,

Dia. I found it not. As all impediments in fancy's course

King. If it were yours by none of all these ways, Are motives of more fancy; and, in fine,

How could you give it him? Her insuit coming with her modern grace,


I never gave it him. Sabdued me to her rate: she got the ring ;

Laf. This woman's an easy glove, my lord; she And I had that, which any inferior might

goes off and on at pleasure. At market-price have bought.

King. This ring was mine, I gave it his first wife. Dia.

I must be patient; Dia. It might be yours, or hers, for aught I know. You, that turn'd off a first so noble wife,

King. Take her away, I do not like ber now; May justly diet me. I pray you yet,

To prison with her: and away with him.Siuee you lack virtue, I will lose a husband)

Unless thou tellist me where thou hadst this ring, Send for your ring, I will return it home,

Thou diest within this hour. And give me mine again,


I'll never tell

yoli. I have it not.

King. Take her away. King. What ring was yours, I pray you?


I'll put in bail, my liege. Sir, much like

King. I think thee now some common customer. The same opon your finger

Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you. King. Know you this ring? this ring was his of late. King. Wherefore hast thou accus'd him all this Dic. And this was it I gave him, being a-bed.

King. The story then goes false, you threw it him Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty;
Out of a casement.

He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to't:
I have spoke the truth.

I'll swear, I am a maid, and he knows not.
Enter Parolles.

Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life;
Per. My lord, I do confess, the ring was hers. I am either maid, or else this old man's wife.
King. You boggle slırewdly, every feather starts

[Pointing to Lafca. you.

King. She does abuse our ears; to prison with her. Is this the man you speak of?

Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail.–Stay, royal sir; Dia Ay, my lord.

(Erit Widore. King. Tell me, sirrah, but, tell me true, I charge you,

The jeweller, that owes the ring, is sent for, Sot fearing the displeasure of your master,

And he shall surety me. But for this lord, Whici, on your just proceeding, I'll keep off,)

Who hath abus'd me, as he knows himself, By him, and by this woman here, what know you? Though yet he never harm’d me, here I quit him:

Per. So please your majesty, my master hath been He knows himself, my bed he hath defild ; an borgarable gentleman; tricks he hath had in him, and at that time he got his wife with child : which gentlemen have.

Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick; King. Come, come, to the purpose: Did he love this So there's my riddle, One, that's dead, is quick : Eman?

And now behold the meaning. Per. 'Faith, sir, he did love her: But how?

Re-enter Widow, with Helena,
King. How, I pray you?

King. Is there no exorcist
Per. He did love her, sir, as a gentleman loves a Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes?

Is't real, that I see?
King. How is that?


No, my good lord ; Per. He loved ber, sir, and loved her not.

'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see, King. As thou art a knave, and no knave :-What The name, and not the thing. an equivocal companion is this?


Both, both ; 0, pardon!
Per. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's com Hel. O, my good lord, when I was like this maid,

I found you wondrous kind. "There is your ring,
Laf. He'ra gnod drum, my lord, but a naughty orator. And, look

you, here's your letter; This it'sar, Die. Do you know, he promised me marriage ? When from my finger you can get this ring.


And are by me with child, úc. This is done :
Will you be mine, now you are doubly won ?

Ber. If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly, T'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly.

Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue,
Deadly divorce step between me and you !
O, my dear mother, do I see you living?

Laf. Mine eyes smell onions, I shall weep anon :Good Tom Drum, (T. Par.] lend me a handkerchief: So, I thank thee; wait on me home, I'll make sport with thee: Let thy court sies alone, they are scurvy

Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower;
For I can guess, that, by the honest aid,
Thou kept'st a wife herself, thyself a maid.
Of that, and all the progress, more and less,
Resolvedly more leisure sball express :
All yet seems well; and, if it end so mett,
The bitter past, more weleome is the sweet.

The King's a beggar, now the play is done :
All is well ended, if this suit be won,
That you eapress content ; vehich we will pay,
With strise to please you, day exceeding day:
Ours be your paticnce then, anel yours our parts;
your gentle hands lend us, and take our hearts.



King. Let us from point to point this story know, To make the even truth in pleasure flow :If thou be'st yet a fresh uncropped flower,

[To Diana,

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With her I livd in joy ; our wealth increasd
SCENE I.-A Hall in the Duke's Palace. Enter Duke | By prosperous voyages I often made
Ægton, Gasier, Officers, and other Attendants. To Epidamnum, till my factor's death ;

And he (great care of goods at random left)

Drew me from kind embracements of my spouse : ROCE

From whom my absence was not six months old, And, by the doom of death, end woes and all.

Before herself (almost at fainung, under Duke. Merchant of Syracusa, plead no inole ;

The pleasing punishment that women bear) I am not partial, to infringe our laws :

Had made provision for her following me, The enmity and discord, which of late

And soon, and safe, arrived where I was. Sprung from the rancorons outrage of your duke There she had not been long, but she became To iberchants, our well-lealing countrymen,

A joyful mother of two goodly sons ; Who, wanting guilders to redeem their lives,

And, which was strange, the one so like the other, Have seald his rigorous statutes with their bloods,

As could not be distinguish'd but by names. Exelules all pity from our threat'ning looks.

That very hour, and in the self-same inn, Far, since the mortal and intestine jars

A poor mean woman was delivered Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us,

Of such a burden, male-twins, both alike : It hath in solemn synods been decreed,

Those, for their parents were exceeding poor, Both by the Syracusans and ourselves,

I bought, and brought up to attend my sons. To admit no traffic to our adverse towns :

My wife, not meanly proud of two such boys, Хау, паrе,

Made daily motions for our home return: l'any, born at Ephesus, be seen

Unwilling I agreed ; alas, too soon. At any Syracusan marts and fairs,

We came aboard : Again, If any Syracusan born,

A league from Epidamnum had we saild, Come to the bay of Ephesus, he dies,

Before the always-wind-obeying deep His goods confiscate to the duke's dispose ;

Gave any tragic instance of our harm : Caless a thousand marks be levied,

But longer did we not retain much hope ; To quit the penalty, and to ransome bim.

For what obscured light the heavens did grant Thy solistance, valued at the highest rate,

Did but convey unto our fearful minds Cannot amount unto a hundred marks ;

A doubtful warrant of immediate death ; Therefore, by law thou art condemn'd to die. Which, though myself would gladly have embrac'd, Egeot. Yet this my comfort; when your words are

Yet the incessant weepings of my wife, done,

Weeping before, for what she saw must come, My woes end likewise with the evening sun.

And piteous plainings of the pretty babes, Duke. Well, Syracusan, say, in brief, the cause

That mourn'd for fashion, ignorant what to fear, Why thou departerist from thy native home;

Forc'd me to seek delays for them and me. And for what cause thou cam'st to Ephesus.

And this it was,-for other means was done. Egeon. A heavier task could not have been impos'd, The sailors sought for safety by our boat, Then I to speak my griefs unspeakable :

And left the ship, then sinking-ripe, to us : Yet, that the world may witness that my end

My wife, more careful for the latter-burn, Was wrought by nature, not by vile offence,

Had fasten'd him unto a small spare masi, 11 utter what my sorrow gives me leave.

Such as sca-faring men provide for storms; la Syraena was I born ; and wed

To him one of the other twins was bound, Unto a woman, happy but for me,

Whilst I had been like heedful of the other. And by me too, bad not our lap been bad,

The children thus dispos d, my wife and I,

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