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Dia. Good my Lord,
Ak him upon his oath ; if he does think
He had not my virginity.

King. What say’lt thou to her?

Ber. She's impudent, my Lord ;
And was a common gamester to the camp.

Dia. He does me wrong, my Lord; if I were som
He might have bought me at a common price.
Do not believe him. O, behold this ring,
Whose high respect and rich validity
Did lack a parallel : yet, for all that,
He gave it to a commoner o'th'camp,
If I be one.

Count. He blushes, and 'tis his :
Of fix preceding ancestors, that gem
(42) Conferr’d by teftament to th' sequent issue,
Hath it heen ow'd and worn. This is his wife,
That ring's a thousand proofs.

King. Methought, you said,
You saw one here in court could witness it.

Dia. I did, my Lord, but loath am to produce
So bad an instrument; his name's Parolles.

Laf. I saw the man to-day, if man he be.
King. Find him, and bring him hither.
Ber. What of him?
He's quoted for a molt perfidious save,
With all the spots o'th vorld, tax'd and debosh'd,

(42) Conferr’d by teftament 10 th’subsequent ifjue, ] This is only the seading, I think, of the laf ediror. I might foy, This in Mr Pape's tár is a verse, -o return him one of his civilities: but is content myself with 00- ving, that all the genuine cupies read;

Conferr’d by teftament to th’sequentifie, So, before, in this play;

Indeed your O Lord, Sir, very sequent to your whipping. So, in Troilus and Crifida ;

Pul be thou true, lay 1, to falhin in

My sequeno protestation :
So, in Hamlet.

-170w, the rext day
Was our rea fight; and whai in bis da seguent,

Thou kn-w'faleidy,
And in many other instances, that might be quored,

Which nature fickens with : but to speak truth,
Am I or that or this, for what he'll utter,
That will speak any thing?

King. She hath that ring of yours.
Ber. I think, she has; certain it is, I'lik'd her,
And boarded her i'th'wanton way of youth:
She knew her diftance, and did angle for me,
Madding my eagerness with her restraint;
As all impediments in fancy's course
Are motives of more fancy : and in fine,
Her insuit coming with her modern grace,
Subdu'd me to her rate ; she got the ring ;
And I had that, which any inferior might
At market price have bought.

Dia. I must be patient:
You, that turn’d off a firit so noble wife,
May juftly diet me. I pray you yet,
(Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband,)
Send for your ring, I will return it home,
And give me mine again.

Ber. I have it not.
King. What ring was yours, I pray you?
Dia. Sir, much like the same upon your finger.
King. Know you this ring? this ring was his of late.
Dia. And this was it I gave him, being a-

King. The story then goes false, you threw it him
Out of a casement.
Dia. I have spoke the truth.

Enter Parolles.
Ber. My Lord, I do confess, the ring was her3.

King. You, boggle shrewdly, every feather starts you :
Is this the man you speak of ?
Dia. It is, my

King. Tell me, Sirrah, but tell me true, I charge you,
Not fearing the displeasure of your master,
Which on your just proceeding I'll keep off;
By him and by this woman here, what know you ?
Par. So please your Majesty, my master hath been an


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honourable gentleman. Tricks he hath had in him, which gentlemen have.

King. Come, come, to the purpose ; did he love this woman?

Par. 'Faith, Sir, he did love her; bat how?
King. How, I pray you?
Par. He did love her, Sir, as a gentleman loves &
King. How is that?
Par. He lov'd her, Sir, and lov'd her not.

King. As thou art a knave, and no knave ; what an equivocal companion is this?

Par. I am a poor man, and at your Majesty's command.

Laf. He's a good drum, my Lord, but a naughty orator.

Dia. Do yoa know, he promis’d me marriage ?
Par. 'Faith, I know more than I'll speak.
King. But wilt thou not speak all thou know'ft?

Par. Yes, so please your Majesty. I did go bet veea them, as I said ; but more than that, he lov'd her : for, indeed, he was mad for her, and talk'd of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I know not wlrat; yet I was in that credit with them at that time, that I knew of their going to bed, and of other motions, as promising her marriage, and things that would derive me ill will to speak of; therefore I will not speak what I know.

King. Thou haft spoken all already, unless thou canst say they are married; but thou art too fine in thy evidence; therefore fand aside. This ring, you fay. was yours?

Dia. Ay, my good Lord.
King. Where did you buy it? or who gave it you?
Dia. It was not given me, nor did I buy it.
King. Who lent it you?
Dia. It was not lent me neither.
King. Where did you find it then?
Dia. I found it not.
King. If it were yours by none of all these ways,


How could you give it him?

Dia. I never gave it him.

Laf. This woman's an easy glove, my Lord, the goes off and on at pleasure.

King. This ring was mine, I gave it his first wife.
Dia. It might be yours, or her's, for ought I know.

King. Take her away, I do not like her now,
To prison with her: and away with him.
Unless thou tell’it me where thou hadtt this ring,
Thou dieft within this hour.

Dia. I'll never tell you.
King. Take her away.
Dia. I'll put in bail, my Liege.
King. I think thee now some common customer.
Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you.
King. Wherefore haft thou accus'd him all this whilet

Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty ;
He knows, I am no maid, and he'll swear to't.;
I'll swear, I am a maid, and he knows not.
Great King, I am no itrumpet, by my life;
I'm either maid, or else this old man's wife.

[Pointing to Lafeu. King. She does abuse our ears; to prison with her. Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail. Stay, royal Sir,

Exit Widow.
The jeweller that owes the ring is sent for,
And he shall surety me. But for this Lord,
Who hath abus’d me, as he knows himself,
Tho' yet he never harm’d me, here I quit him.
He knows himself my bed he hath defild,
And at that time he got his wife with child;
Dead tho’she be, she feels her young one kick:
So there's my riddle, one that's dead is quick.
And now behold the meaning.

Enter Helena and Widow.
King. Is there no exorcist
Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes?
Is't real, that I see?
Hil. No; my good Lord,

(To Bert.

'Tis but a shadow of a wife you see,
The name, and not the thing.
Ber. Both, both ; oh, pardon !

Hel. Oh, my good Lord, when I was like this maid,
I found you wond'rous kind; there is your ring,
And look you, here's your letter: this it says,
When from my finger you can get this ring,
And are by me with child, &c. This is done.
Will you be mine, now you are doubly won ?

Ber. If she, my Liege, can make me know this clearly,
I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly.

M2. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue,
Deadly divorce ftep between me and you !
O, my dear mother, do I see you living?

[To the Countes. Laf. Mine eyes smell onions, I shall weep anon : Good Tom Drum, lend me a handkerchief, [To Parolles. So, I thank thee, wait on me home. I'll make sport with thee: let thy courtesies alone, they are fcurvy ones.

King. Let us from point to point this story know,
To make the even truth in pleasure flow :
If thou beeft yet a fresh uncropped flower, (To Diana.
Chuse thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower ;
For I can guess, that by thy honest aid,
Thou kept it a wife herself, thyself a maid.
Of that and all the progress more and less,
Resolvedly more leisure thall express :
All yet seems well, and if it end so meet,
The bitter paft, more welcome is the sweet. [Exeunt.

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