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Hel. Sir, I can nothing say,
Ber. Come, come, no more of that.
Hel. And ever shall
Ber. Let That go:
Hel. Pray, Sir, your pardon.
Hel. I am not worthy of the wealth I owe;
Ber. What would you have ?
pray you, stay not : but in baste to horse. Hel. I fhall not break your bidding, good my Lord.
А СТ III. S CE N E I.
The Duke's Court in FLORENCE.
Lords, with Soldiers.
heard The fundamental this ,
S Thea tu frampoint to point, now have you heard
Court. fave, that he comes not along with her.
Whose great decision hath much blood let forth,
i Lord. Holy feems the quarrel
Duke. Therefore we marvel much, our cousin France
2 Lord. Good my Lord,
Duke. Be it his pleasure.
2 Lord. But I am sure, the younger of our nation, That surfeit on their ease, will day by day Come here for physic.
Duke. Welcome shall they be : And all the honours, that can fly from us, Shall on them settle. You know your places well. When better fall, for your avails they fell; To-morrow, to the field.
Enter Countess and Clown.
Clo. By my troth, I take my young Lord to be a very melancholy man.
Count. By what observance, I pray you?
Clo. Why, he will look upon his boot, and fing; mend his ruff, and sing; ask questions, and sing:
means to come.
pick his teeth, and sing. I knew a man that had this trick of melancholy, fold a goodly manor for a song. Count. Let me see what he writes, and when he
[Reads the letter. Clo. I have no mind to Ijbel, since I was at court. Our old ling and our lfbels o'th country, are nothing like
your old ling, and your Ifbels o'th' court: the brain of my Cupid's knock'd out; and I begin to love, as an old man loves money, with no stomach.
Count. What have we here?
run away ;
Countess reads a letter. I have sent you a daughter-in-law : she hath recovered the King, and undone mie. I have wedded her, not bedded her; and sworn to make the not eternal. You shall hear, I am
know it, before the report come. If there be breadth enough in the world, I will hold a long distance. My duty to you.
Your unfortunate Son,
Bertram. This is not well, rash and unbridled boy, To fly the favours of so good a King, To pluck his indignation on thy head: By the misprising of a maid, too virtuous For the contempt of empire.
Re-enter Clown. Clo. O Madam, yonder is heavy news within between two soldiers and my young lady.
Count. What is the matter ?
Clo. Nay, there is some comfort in the news, fome comfort; your son will not be kill'd so soon as I thought he would.
Count. Why should he be kill'd ?
he does; the danger is in standing to't; that's the loss of men, though it be the getting of children. Here they come, will tell you
my part, I only hear,
son was run away.
1 Gent. SAVE you, good Madam:
Enter Helena, and two Gentlemen. I Gent. AVE
Hel. 'Madam, my Lord is gone, for ever
Gount. Think upon patience: 'pray you, gentlemen,
Where is my son ?
Hel. Look on this letter, Madam; here's my pass-
never shall come off; and thew me a child begotten
but in such a Then I write a Never. This is a dreadful sentence.
Count. Brought you this letter, gentlemen ?
i Gent. Ay, Madam, and, for the contents' sake, are sorry for our pains.
Count. I pr’ythee, lady, have a better cheer.
Count. And to be a soldier ?
2 Gent. Such is his noble purpose; and, believe't,
[speed. i Gent. Ay, Madam, with the swiftest wing of
Hel. 'Till I have no wife, I have nothing in France. 'Tis bitter.
[Reading. Count. Find
that there? Hel. Yes, Madam.
i Gent. 'Tis but the boldness of his hand, happ'ly, which his heart was not consenting to.
Count. Nothing in France, until he have no wife ?
i Gent. A servant only, and a gentleman
Count. Parolles, was't not?
Count. A very tainted fellow, and full of wickedness:
i Gent. Indeed, good lady, the fellow has a deal of that too much, which holds him much to have.
Count. Y'are welcome, gentlemen ; I will intreat you, when you see my son, to tell him, that his sword can never win the honour that he loses: more I'll in. treat you written to bear along.
L Gent. We serve you, Madam, in that and all your worthiest affairs.
Count. Not so, but as we change our courtesies. Will you draw near? [Exeunt Countess and Gent.