Obrazy na stronie


poor fellow.

song, sirrah.

Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count;

For I the ballad will repeat,
My son's no dearer.

Which men full true shall find;
Thank your majesty.

Your marriage comes by destiny,
[Ereunt. Flourish.

Your cuckoo sings by kind. SCENE III. Rousillon. A Room in the Coun

Count. Get you gone, sir ; I'll talk with you more tess's Palace.

Stew. May it please you, madam, that he bid Enter COUNTESS, Steward, and Clown.

Helen come to you ; of her I am to speak. Count. I will now hear : what say you of this Count. Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman, I would gentlewoman?

speak with her; Helen I mean. Stew. Madam, the care I have had to even your

Clo. Was this fair face the cause, quoth she, content, I wish might be found in the calendar of

(Singing. my past endeavours: for then we wound our mo

Why the Grecians sacked Troy desty, and make foul the clearness of our deservings,

Fond done, done fond, when of ourselves we publish them.

Was this king Priam's joy. Count. What does this knave here ? Get you

With that she sighed as she stood, gone, sirrah : The complaints, I have heard of you,

With that she sighed as she stood, I do not all believe ; 'tis my slowness, that I do

And gave this sentence then ; not: for, I know, you lack not folly to commit them,

Among nine bad if one be good, and have ability enough to make such knaveries

Among nine bad if one be good, yours.

There's yet one good in ten. Clo. 'Tis not unknown to you, madam, I am a

Count. What, one good in ten ? you corrupt the Count. Well, sir.

Clo. No, madam, 'tis not so well, that I am Clo. One good woman in ten, madam ? which is poor ; though many of the rich are damned : But, a purifying o'the song : 'Would God would serve if I may have your ladyship's good will to go to the the world so all the year! we'd find no fault with world, Isbel the woman and I will do as we may. the tythe-woman, if I were the parson : One in ten, Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar ?

quoth a'! an we might have a good woman born Clo. I do beg your good-will in this case. but every blazing star, or at an earthquake, 'twould Count. In what case ?

mend the lottery well; a man may draw his heart Cio. In Isbel's case, and mine own. Service is out, ere he pluck one. no heritage: and, I think, I shall never have the Count. You'll be gone, sir knave, and do as I blessing of God, till I have issue of my body; for, command you? they say, bearns are blessings.

Clo. That man should be at woman's command, Count. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry. and yet no hurt done! - Though honesty be no pu

Clo. My poor body, madam, requires it: I am ritan, yet it will do no hurt; it will wea, the surdriven on by the flesh; and he must needs go, that plice of humility over the black goy n of a big the devil drives.

heart. - I am going, forsooth; the business is for Count. Is this all your worship’s reason?

Helen to come hither.

(E.rit Clown. Clo. Faith, madam, I have other holy reasons, Count. Well, now. such as they are.

Stew. I know, madam, you love your gentleCount. May the world know them ?

woman entirely. Clo. I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as Count. Faith, I do: her father bequeathed her you and all flesh and blood are; and, indeed, I do to me; and she herself, without other advantage, marry, that I may repent.

may lawfully make title to as much love as she Count. Thy marriage, sooner than thy wickedness. finds : there is more owing her, than is paid; and

Clo. I am out of friends, madam ; and I hope to more shall be paid her, than she'll demand. have friends for my wife's sake.

Stew. Madam, I was very late more near her than, Count. Such friends are thine enemies, knave. I think, she wished me : alone she was, and did

Clo. You are shallow, madam ; e'en great friends; communicate to herself, her own words to her own for the knaves come to do that for me, which I am ears; she thought, I dare vow for her, they touched a-weary of. He, that ears my land, spares my not any stranger sense. Her matter was, she loved team, and gives me leave to inn the crop : If I be your son : Fortune, she said, was no goddess, that his cuckold, he's my drudge : He, that comforts my had put such difference betwixt their two estates; wife, is the cherisher of my flesh and blood; he, Love, no god, that would not extend his might, that cherishes my flesh and blood, loves my fleshi only where qualities were level; Diana, no queen and blood; he, that loves my flesh and blood, is my of virgins, that would suffer her poor knight to be friend; ergo, he that kisses my wife, is my friend. surprised, without rescue, in the first assault, or If men could be contented to be what they are, ransome afterward : This she delivered in the most there were no fear in marriage : for young

Charbon bitter touch of sorrow, that e'er I heard virgin erthe puritan, and old Poysam the papist, howsoe'er claim in : which I held my duty, speedily to actheir hearts are severed in religion, their heads are quaint you withal ; sithence, in the loss that may both one, they may joll horns together, like any happen, it concerns you something to know it. deer i' the herd.

Count. You have discharged this honestly; keep Count. Wilt thou ever be a foul

mouthed and it to yourself: many likelihoods informed me of calumnious knave?

this before, which hung so tottering in the balance, Cl. A prophet I, madam ; and I speak the truth that I could neither believe, nor misdoubt : Pray be next way:

vou, leave me: stall this in your bosom, and I thank




you for your honest care : I will speak with you As heaven shall work in me for thine avail. further anon.

[Erit Steward.

To tell me truly.

Good madam, pardon me

Count. Do you love my son?
Count. Even so it was with me, when I was


Your pardon, noble mistress! young :

Count. Love you my son ? If we are nature's, these are ours; this thorn Hel.

Do not you love him, madam ? Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong:

Count. Go not about; my love hath in't a bond, Our blood to us, this to our blood is born; Whereof the world takes note: come, come, disclose It is the show and seal of nature's truth,

The state of your affection ; for your passions
Where love's strong passion is impress'd in youth: Have to the full appeach'd.
By our remembrances of days foregone,


Then, I confess Such were our faults ; — or then we thought them Here on my knee, before high heaven and you,

That before


and next unto high heaven, Her eye is sick on't; I observe her now.

I love your son: Hel. What is your pleasure, madam?

My friends were poor,

but honest; my

love : Count.

You know, Helen, Be not offended; for it hurts not him, I am a mother to you.

That he is lov'd of me: I follow him not Hel. Mine honourable mistress.

By any token of presumptuous suit; Count.

Nay, a mother; Nor would I have him, till I do deserve him; Why not a mother? When I said, a mother,

Yet never know how that desert should be.
Methought you saw a serpent : What's in mother, I know I love in vain, strive against hope ;
That you start at it? I say, I am your mother ; Yet, in this captious and intenible sieve,
And put you in the catalogue of those

I still pour in the waters of my love,
That were enwombed mine : "Tis often seen, And lack not to lose still : thus, Indian-like,
Adoption strives with nature; and choice breeds Religious in mine error, I adore
A native slip to us from foreign seeds :

The sun, that looks upon his worshipper,
You ne'er oppress'd me with a mother's groan, But knows of him no more. My dearest madam,
Yet I express to you a mother's care : -

Let not your hate encounter with my love, God's mercy, maiden ! does it curd thy blood, For loving where you do: but, if yourself, To say, I am thy mother? What's the matter, Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth, That this distemper'd messenger of wet,

Did ever, in so true a flame of liking, The many-colour'd Iris, rounds thine eye?

Wish chastely, and love dearly, that your Dian Why? that you are my daughter ?

Was both herself and love; O then, give pity Hel.

That I am not. To her, whose state is such, that cannot choose Count. I say, I am your mother.

But lend and give, where she is sure to lose ; Hel.

Pardon, madam ; That seeks not to find that her search implies, The count Rousillon cannot be my brother : But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies. I am from humble, he from honour'd name;

Count. Had you not lately an intent, speak truly, No note upon my parents, his all noble :

To go to Paris ? My master, my dear lord he is : and I


Madam, I had. His servant live, and will his vassal die :


Wherefore? tell true. He must not be my brother.

Hel. I will tell truth; by grace itself, I swear. Count.

Nor I your mother ? You know, my father left me some prescriptions Hel. You are my mother, madam; 'Would you Of' rare and prov'd effects, such as his reading,

And manifest experience, had collected (So that my lord, your son, were not my brother,) For general sovereignty; and that he will’u me Indeed, my mother! - or were you both our mo- In heedfullest reservation to bestow them, thers,

As notes, whose faculties inclusive were, I care no more for, than I do for heaven,

More than they were in note : amongst the rest, So I were not his sister : Can't no other,

There is a remedy, approv'd, set down,
But, I your daughter, he must be my brother? To cure the desperate languishes, whereof
Count. Yes, Helen, you might be my daughter- The king is render'd lost.
in-law ;


This was your motive God shield, you mean it not ! daughter, and mother, For Paris, was it? speak. So strive upon your pulse : What, pale again? Hel. My lord your son made me to think of this ; My fear hath catch'd your fondness : No.: I see Else Paris, and the medicine, and the king, The mystery of your loneliness, and find

Had, from the conversation of my thoughts, Your salt tears' head. Now to all sense 'tis gross.

Haply, been absent then. You love my son; invention is asham'd,


But think you, Helen, Against the proclamation of thy passion,

If you should tender your supposed aid, To say, thou dost not : therefore tell me true ; He would receive it? He and his physicians But tell me then, 'tis so : - for, look, thy cheeks Are of a mind; he, that they cannot help him, Confess it, one to the other; and thine eyes They, that they cannot help: How shall they cred: See it so grossly shown in thy behaviours,

A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools, That in their kind they speak it: only sin

Embowell'd of their doctrine, have left off And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue,

The danger to itself ? That truth should be suspected : Speak, is't so ? Hel.

There's something hints, If it be so, you have wound a goodly clue; More than my father's skill, which was the greates: If it be not, forswear't: howe'er, I charge thee, of his profession, that his good receipt


Shall for my legacy, be sanctified

Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave, By the luckiesi stars in heaven : and, would your

and love, honour

Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings But give me leave to try success, I'd venture To those of mine in court; I'll stay at home, The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure, And pray God's blessing into thy attempt : By such a day, and hour.

Be gone to-morrow; and be sure of this, Count.

Dost thou believ't? What I can help thee to, thou shalt not miss. Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly.



SCENE I. - Paris. A Room in the King's Palace. You shall find in the regiment of the Spinii, one Flourish.

captain Spurio, with his cicatrice, an emblem of war. Enter King, with young Lords, taking here on his sinister cheek; it was this very sword leave for the Florentine war; BertraM, PA-entrenched it : say to him, 'I live; and observe his ROLLES, and Attendants.

reports for me. King. Farewell, young lord, these warlike prin- 2 Lord. We shall, noble captain. ciples

Par. Mars dote on you for his novices! (Exeunt Do not throw from you :--and you, my lord, fare- Lords.] What will you do? well:

Ber. Stay; the king

[Seeing him rise. Share the advice betwixt you ; if both gain all, Par. Use a more spacious ceremony to the noble The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis received,

lords ; you have restrained yourself within the list of And is enough for both.

too cold an adieu ; be more expressive to them : for 1 Lord.

It is our hope, sir, they wear themselves in the cap of the time, there, After well enter'd soldiers, to return

do muster true gait, eat, speak, and move under And find your grace in health.

the influence of the most received star; and though King. No, no, it cannot be ; and yet my heart the devil lead the measure, such are to be followed : Will not confess he owes the malady

after them, and take a more dilated farewell. That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young lords ; Ber. And I will do so. Whether I live or die, be you the sons

Par. Worthy fellows; and like to prove most Of worthy Frenchmen : let higher Italy

sinewy sword-men. (Those 'bated, that inherit but the fall

[Ereunt BERTRAM and PAROLLES. Of the last monarchy,) see, that you come

Enter LAFEU. Not to woo honour, but to wed it; when The bravest questant shrinks, find what you seek, Laf. Pardon, my lord, [kneeling.] for me and That fame may cry you loud : I say, farewell.

for my tidings. 2 Lord. Health, at your bidding, serve your King. I'll fee thee to stand up. majesty!


Then here's a man King. Those girls of Italy, take heed of them ; Stands, that has brought his pardon. I would, you They say, our Freneh lack language to deny, Had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy; and If they demand ; beware of being captives, That, at my bidding, you could so stand up. Before you serve.

King. I would I hand; so I had broke thy pate, Both.

Our hearts receive your warnings. And ask'd thee mercy for't. King. Farewell. - Come hither to me.


Goodfaith, across ; [The King retires to a couch. But, my good lord, 'tis thus; Will you be cured I Lord. O my sweet lord, that you will stay be- Of your infirmity ? hind us !


No. Par. 'Tis not his fault; the spark


0, will you eat 2 Lord.

0, 'tis brave wars! No grapes, my royal fox? yes, but you will, Par. Most admirable ; I have seen those wars. My noble grapes, an if my royal fox

Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a coil with, Could reach them: I have seen a medicine, Тоо young, and the next year, and 'tis too early.

That's able to breathe life into a stone; Par. An thy mind stand to it, boy, steal away Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary, bravely.

With spritely fire and motion ; whose simple touch
Ber. I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock, Is powerful to araise king Pepin, nay,
Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry,

To give Great Charlemain a pen in his hand
Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, And write to her a love-line.
But one to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal away. King.

What her is this? 1 Lord. There's honour in the theft.

Laf. Why, doctor she ; My lord, there's ona Par. Commit it, count.

arriv'd, 2 Lord. I am your accessary; and so farewell. If you will see her, - now, by my faith and honour,

Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tortured If seriously I may convey my thoughts body.

In this my liglit deliverance, I have spoke i Lord. Farewell, captain.

With one, that, in her sex, her years, profission, 2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles !

Wisdom, and constancy, bath amaz'd me more Par. Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kin. Than I dare blame my weakness: Will you see Good sparks and lustrous, a vrord, good metals :


(For that is her demand) and know her business ? King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind Tirat done, laugh well at me.

maid; Aing.

Now, good Lafeu, Thy pains, not us’d, must by thyself be paid : Bring in the admiration ; that we with thee Profiers, not took, reap thanks for their reward. May spend our wonder too, or take off' thine,

Hel. Inspired merit so by breath is barr’d: By wondering how thou took’st it.

It is not so with him that all things knows, Laf.

Nay, I'll fit you,

As 'tis with us that square our guess by shows :
And not be all day neither. [Erit LaFru. But most it is presumption in us, when
King. Thus he his special nothing ever prologues. The help of heaven we count the act of men.

Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent:
Re-enter LAFEV, with HELENA.

Of heaven, not me, make an experiment.
Laf. Nay, come your ways.

I am not an impostor, that proclaim King.

This haste hath wings indeed. Myself against the level of mine aim; Laf. Nay, come your ways;

But know I think, and think I know most sure, This is his majesty, say your mind to him:

My art is not past power, nor you past cure. A traitor you do look like; but such traitors

king. Art thou so confident? Within what space His majesty seldom fears : I am Cressid's uncle, Hop'st thou my cure ? That dare leave two together : fare you well. (Exit. Hel.

The greatest grace lending grace, King. Now, fair one, does your business follow Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring us?

Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring; Hel. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon was Ere twice in murk and occidental damp My father; in what he did profess, well found. Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp; King. I knew him.

Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass Hel. The rather will I spare my praises towards Hath told the thievish minutes host they pass; him;

What is infirm from your sound parts shall fly, Knowing him, is enough. On his bed of death Health shall live free, and sickness freely die. Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one,

king. Upon thy certainty and confidence, Which, as the dearest issue of his practice,

What dar'st thou venture? And of his old experience the only darling,


Tax of impudence, – He bad me store up, as a triple eye,

A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame, Safer than mine own two, more dear; I have so : Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name And, hearing your high majesty is touch'd

Sear'd otherwise; no worse of worst extended, With that malignant cause wherein the honour With vilest torture let my life be ended. Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power, King. Methinks, in thee some blessed spirit doth I come to tender it, and my appliance,

speak; With all bound humbleness.

His powerful sound, within an organ

weak : King.

We thank you, maiden ; And what impossibility would slay But may not be so credulous of cure,

In common sense, sense saves another way. When our most learned doctors leave us; and Thy life is dear; for all, that life can rate The congregated college have concluded

Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate ; That labouring art can never ransom nature Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, virtue, all From her inaidable estate, I say we must not That happiness and prime can happy call : So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope,

Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate To prostitute our past-cure malady

Skill infinite, or monstrous desperate. To émpiricks; or to dissever so

Sweet practiser, thy physick I will try; Our great self and our credit, to esteem

That ministers thine own death, if I die. A senseless help, when help past sense we deem. Hel. If I break time, or flinch in property

Hel. My duty then shall pay me for my pains : Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die ; I will no more enforce mine office on you ;

And well deserv'd: Not helping, death's my Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts A modest one, to bear me back again.

But, if I help, what do you promise me? King. I cannot give thiee less to be call's

King. Make thy demand. grateful :


But will you make it even Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I King. Ay, by my sceptre, and my hopes of hearen. give,

Hel. Then shalt thou give me, with thy kingly As one near death to those that wish him live:

hand, But, what at full I know, thou know'st no part; What husband in thy power I will command : I knowing all my peril, thou no art.

Exempted be from me the arrogance Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, To choose from forth the royal blood of France; Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy :

My low and humble name to propagate He that of greatest works is finisher,

With any branch or image of thy state : Oft does them by the weakest minister :

But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know
So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown, Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.
When judges have been babes. Great floods have King. Here is my hand; the premises observ'd,

Thy will by my performance shall be serv'd;
From simple sources; and great seas have dried, So make the choice of thy own time, for I,
When miracles have by the greatest been denied. Thy resolv'd patient, on thee still rely.
Oft expectation fails, and most oft there

More should I question thee, and more I must, Where most it promises; and oft it hits,

Though, more to know, could not be more 18 Where hope is coldest, and despair most sits.


fee ;

From whence thou cam'st, how tended on,

,-But rest Count. I play the noble housewife with the time, Cnquestion'd welcome, and undoubted blest. to entertain it so merrily with a foul. Give me some help here, ho! - If thou proceed Clo. O Lord, sir,— Why, there't serves well again. As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed. Count. An end, sir, to your business: Give Helen (Flourish. Exeunt.


And urge her to a present answer back : SCENE II. Rousillon. A Room in the Commend me to my kinsmen, and my son ; Countess's Palace.

This is not much.

Clo. Not much commendation to them.
Enter COUNTESS and Clown

Count. Not much employment for you : You unCount. Come on, sir; I shall now put you to derstand me? the height of your breeding.

Clo. Most fruitfully; I am there before my legs. Clo. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly Count. Haste you again. [Ereunt severally. taught : I know my business is but to the court.

Count. To the court! why, what place make you SCENE III. Paris. A Room in the King's special, when you put off that with such contempt ?

Bu* to the court !
Clo. Truly, madam, if God have lent a man any

Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and ParOLLES. manners, he may easily put it off at court: he that Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we have cannot make a leg, put ofl's cap, kiss his hand, and our philosophical persons, to make modern and say nothing, has neither leg, hands, lip, nor cap ; familiar things, supernatural and causeless. Hence and, indeed, such a fellow, to say precisely, were is it, that we make trifles of terrors; ensconcing not for the court : but, for me, I have an answer will ourselves into seeming knowledge, when we should serve all men.

submit ourselves to an unknown fear. Count. Marry, that's a bountiful answer, that fits Par. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, all questions.

that hath shot out in our latter times. Clo. It is like a barber's chair; that fits all but- Ber. And so 'tis. tocks; the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, the Laf. To be relinquish'd of the artists, brawn-buttock, or any buttock.

Par. So I say ; both of Galen and Paracelsus. Count. Will your answer serve fit to all ques- Laf. Of all the learned and authentick fellows, tions?

Par. Right, so I say. Clo. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an at- Laf. That gave him out incurable. torney, as your French crown for your taffata punk, Par. Why, there 'tis ; so say I too. as Tib's rush for Tom's fore-finger, as a pancake for Laf. Not to be helped, Shirove-Tuesday, a morris for May-day, as the nail Par. Right : as 'twere a man assured of an — to his hole, the cuckold to his horn, as a scolding Laf. Uncertain life, and sure death. quean to a wrangling knave, as the nun's lip to the Par. Just, you say well ; so would I have said. friar's mouth; nay, as the pudding to his skin. Luf. I may truly say, it is a novelty to the world.

Count. Have you, I say, an answer of such fit- Par. It is, indeed : if you will have it in showness for all questions?

ing, you shall read it in, What do you call Clo. From below your duke, to beneath your there? constable, it will fit any question.

Laf. A showing of a heavenly effect in an earthly Count. It must be an answer of most monstrous size, that must fit all demands.

Par. That's it I would have said ; the very same. Clo. But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the Laf. Why, your dolphin is not lustier : 'fore me learned should speak truth of it: here it is, and all | I speak in respect. that belongs to't: Ask me, if I am a courtier : it Par. Nay, tis strange, 'tis very strange, that is shall do you no harm to learn.

the brief and the tedious of it; and he is of a most Count. To be young again, if we could: I will facinorous spirit, that will not acknowledge it to be be a fool in question, hoping to be the wiser by the your answer. I pray you, sir, are you a courtier ?

Laf. Very hand of heaven. Clo. O Lord, sir, There s a simple putting Par. Ay, so I say. more, more, a hundred of them.

Laf. In a most weak Count. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, that loves Par. And debile minister, great power, great you.

transcendence : which should, indeed, give us a furClo. O Lord, sir, Thick, thick, spare not me. ther use to be made, than alone the recovery of the

Count. I think, sir, you can eat none of this king, as to be homely meat.

Laf. Generally thankful. Clo. O Lord, sir, Nay, put me to't, I warrant

Enter King, HELENA, and Attendants. you. Count. You were lately whipped, sir, as I think. Par. I would have said it; you say well. Here Clo. O Lord, sir, spare not me.

comes the king Count. Do you cry, O Lord, sir, at your whip- Laf. Lustick, as the Dutchman says : I'll like a ping, and spare not me? Indeed, your 0 Lord, sir, maid the better, whilst I have a tooth in my head : is very sequent to your whipping ; you would Why, he's able to lead her a coranto. answer very well to a whipping, if you were but Par. Mort du Vinaigre! Is not this Helen? bound to't.

Laf. 'Fore God, I think so. Clo. I ne'er bad worse luck in my life, in my king: Go, call before me all the lords in court.-.. O Lord, sir · I sce, things may serve long, but not

[Erit an Attendance Sit, my preserver, ly tl'y patient's side;



serve ever.

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