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Laf. Then iny dial goes not true ; I took this lark for a bunting,*.
Ber. I do assure you, my lord, he is very great knowledge, and accordingly valiant.
Laf. I have then sinned against his experience, and transgress'd against his valour; and my state that way is dangerous, since I cannot yet tind in my heart to repent. Here he comes; I pray you, make us friends, I will pursue the amily.
Ber. Is she gone to the king? [Aside to Parolles.
Ber. I have writ my letters, casketed my treas ure
Laf. A good traveller is something at the latter end of a dinner ; but one that lies three thirds, and uses a known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should be once heard, and thrice beaten.--God save you, captain.
Ber. Is there any unkindness between my lord and you, Monsieur ?
Par. I know not how I have deserved to run into my lord's displeasure.
'Laf. You have made shift to run into't, boots and spurs and all, like him that leap'd into the custard ; and out of it you'll run again, rather than suffer question for your residence.
Ber. It may be, you have mistaken him, my lord.
Laf. And shall do so ever, though I took him at his prayers. Fare you well, my lord : and believe this of me, There can be no kernel in this light nut; the soul of this man is his clothes : trust him not in matter of heavy consequence; I have kept of them tame, and know their natures.--Farewell, Monsieur: 'I have spoken better of you,
* The bunting nearly resembles the sky-lark ; but has little or no song, which gives estimation to the sky.lark.
have or will deserve at my hand ; but we must do good against evil.
[Erit. Par. An idle lord, I swear. Ber. I think so. Par. Why, do you not know him ?
Ber. Yes, I do know him well; and common speech gives him a worthy pass. Here comes my clog.
Enter HELENA. Hel. I have, Sir, as I was commanded from you, Spoke with the king, and have procured his leave For present parting; only he desires Some private speech with you.
Ber. I shall obey his will. You must not marvel, Helen, at my course, Which holds not colour with the time, nor does The ministration and required office On my particular: prepared I was not For such a business; therefore am I found So much unsettled : This drives me to entreat you, That presently you take your way for home; And rather muse*, than ask, why I entreat you : For my respects are better than they seem; And my appointments have in them a need, Greater than shews itself, at the first view, To you that knows them not. This to my mother :
(Giving a Letter. 'Twill be two days ere I shall see you ; so I leave you to your wisdom.
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.
Ber. What would you have ?
Hel. Something ; and scarce so much :-Nothing,
indeed. I would not tell you what I would; my lord-'faith
yes;Strangers, and foes, do sunder, and not kiss.
Ber. I pray you, stay not, hút in haste to horse. Hel. I shall not break your bidding, good my
lord. Ber. Where are my other men, Monsieur ;Farewell.
[Exit Helena. Go thou toward home; where I will never come, Whilst I can shake my sword, or hear the drum :Away, and for our flight. Par Bravely coragio!
ACT III. SCENE I-Florence.--A Room in the DUKE's
Puluce. Flourish.--Enter the Duke of FLORENCE, attended ;
two French LORDS, and others. Duke. So that from point to point, now have you
heard The fundamental reason of this war ; Whose great decision hath much-blood let forth, And more thirsts after.
1 Lord. Holy seems the quarrel
2 Lord. Good my lord,
Duke. Be it his pleasure.
Duke. Welcome shall they be ;
And all the honours, that can fly from us,
[Flourish.-Exeunt. SCENE II.-Rousillon.--A Room in the COUNTESS'S
Palace. Enter COUNTESS and CLOWN. Count. It hath happen'd all as I would have had it, save, that he comes not along with her.
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 sing; mend the ruff", and sing; ask questions, and sing; pick his teeth, and sing : I know a man that had this trick of melancholy, sold a goodly manor for a song.
Count. Let me see what he writes, and when he means to come.
[Opening a Letter. Clo. I have no mind to Isbel, since I was at court : our old ling and our Isbels o' the country
nothing like your old ling and your Isbels o' the court: the brains of my Cupid's knock'd ott; and I begin to love, as an old man loves' inoney, with no stomach.
Count. What have we here?
[Erit. Count. (Reads.) I have sent you a daughter-in-law'; she hath recovered the king, und undone me. I have wedded her, not bedded her ; and sworn to make the not eternal. You shall hear, I am run away; 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 misprizing 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, some comfort; your son will not be kill'd so soon as I thought he would.
Count. Why should he be kill'd ?
Clo. So say 1, madam, if he run away, as I hear 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 more : for my part, I only hear, your son was run away. [Exit Clown.
Enter HELENA and two GENTLEMEN. I Gen. Save you, good madam. Hel. Madain, my lord is gone, for ever gone. 2 Gen. Do not say so. Count. Think upon patience -'Pray you, gentle.
men,I have felt so many quirks of joy, and grief, That the first face of neither, on the start, Can woman * me unto't :- Where is my son, I pray 2 Gen. Madam, he's gone to serve the duke of
Florence: We met him thitherward ; from thence we came, And, atter some despatch in hand at court, Thither we bend again. Hel. Look on his letter, madam ; here's my pass.
port. [Reads.] When thou canst get the ring upon my finger t, which never shall come off, and shew me a child begotten of thy body, that I am father to, then call me husband: but in such a then I write a never. This is a dreadful sentence.
Count. Brought you this letter, gentlemen ?
1 Gent. Ay, madam ; And, for the contents' sake, are sorry for our pain.
Count, I pr’ythee, lady, have a better cheer;
2 Gent. Ay, madam.
• i. e. Affect me suddenly and deeply, as our sex are usually affected.
+ i. e. When you can get the ring, which is on my finger, in your possession.
If thou keepest all thy sorrows to thyself.