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Par. You had my prayers to lead them on; and to keep them on, have them still.-O, my knave,-how does my old lady?

Clo. So that you had her wrinkles, and I her money, I would she did as you say.

Par. Why, I say nothing.

Clo. Marry, you are the wiser man; for many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing: to say nothing, to do nothing, to know nothing, and to have nothing, is to be a great part of your title; which is within a very little of nothing.

Par. Away! thou 'rt a knave.

Clo. You should have said, Sir, before a knave thou'rt a knave; that is, before me thou 'rt a knave: this had been truth, Sir.

Par. Go to, thou art a witty fool; I have found thee.

Clo. Did you find me in yourself, Sir? or were you taught to find me? The search, Sir, was profitable; and much fool may you find in you, even to the world's pleasure, and the increase of laughter. Par. A good knave, i' faith, and well fed.— Madam, my lord will go away to-night; A very serious business calls on him. The great prerogative and rite of love,

Hel.

Which, as your due, time claims, he does acknowledge,

But puts it off to a compell'd restraint;

Whose want, and whose delay, is strew'd with sweets,

Which they distil now in the curbèd time,

To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy,

And pleasure drown the brim.

What's his will else?

Par. That you will take your instant leave o' the king,
And make this haste as your own good proceeding,
Strengthen'd with what apology you think

Hel.

May make it probable need.

What more commands he?

Par. That, having this obtain'd, you presently

Attend his farther pleasure.

Hel. In every thing I wait upon his will.

Par. I shall report it so.

Hel.

I pray you.-Come, sirrah.

[Exeunt.

SCENE V.-Another Room in the Palace.

Enter LAFEU and BERTRAM.

Laf. But I hope your lordship thinks not him a soldier.

Ber. Yes, my lord, and of very valiant approof.

Laf. You have it from his own deliverance.

Ber. And by other warranted testimony.

Laf. Then my dial goes not true: I took this lark for a bunting. Ber. I do assure you, my lord, he is very great in knowledge, and accordingly valiant.

Laf. I have, then, sinned against his experience, and transgressed against his valour; and my state that way is dangerous, since I cannot yet find in my heart to repent. Here he comes: I pray you make us friends; I will pursue the amity.

Enter PAROlles.

Par. [To BERTRAM.] These things shall be done, Sir.
Laf. Pray you, Sir, who's his tailor?

Par. Sir?

Laf. O, I know him well, I, Sir; he, Sir, is a good workman a very good tailor.

Ber. [Aside to PAROLLES.] Is she gone to the king?

Par. She is.

Ber. Will she away to-night?

Par. As you'll have her.

Ber. I have writ my letters, casketed my treasure,
Given order for our horses; and to-night,

When I should take possession of the bride,
End, ere I do begin.

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 leaped 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, than you have or will deserve at my hand; but we must do good against evil. [Exit.

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 procur'd 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 requirèd office

On my particular. Prepar'd 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 shows itself, at the first view,

To you that know them not. [Giving a letter.] This to my

mother.

"Twill be two days ere I shall see you; so,

I leave you to your wisdom.

Hel.

Sir, I can nothing say,

But that I am your most obedient servant.
Ber. Come, come, no more of that.

Hel.

And ever shall

With true observance seek to eke out that,
Wherein toward me my homely stars have fail'd

To equal my great fortune.

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My haste is very great: farewell; hie home.

Hel. Pray, Sir, your pardon.

Ber.

Well, what would you say?

Hel. I am not worthy of the wealth I owe;

Nor dare I say 'tis mine,-and yet it is;

But, like a timorous thief, most fain would steal
What law does vouch mine own.

What would you have?

Ber. 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, but in haste to horse.

Hel. I shall not break your bidding, good my lord.

Ber. [To PAR.] Where are my other men, monsieur ?—

[To HEL] Farewell.

Go thou toward home; where I will never come,
Whilst I can shake my sword, or hear the drum.-
Away! and for our flight.

[Exit HEL

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Flourish. Enter the DUKE OF FLORENCE, attended; two French Lords,

and Soldiers.

Duke. So that, from point to point, now have you heard The fundamental reasons of this war;

Whose great decision hath much blood let forth,

And more thirsts after.

I Lord.

Holy seems the quarrel

Upon your grace's part; black and fearful

On the opposer.

Duke. Therefore we marvel much our cousin France

Would, in so just a business, shut his bosom

Against our borrowing prayers.

I Lord.

Good my lord,

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Be it his pleasure.

2 Lord. But I am sure, the younger of our nature, 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.

VOL. II.

C

[Flourish. Exeunt.

SCENE II. ROUSILLON. A Room in the COUNTESS'S Mansion.

Enter COUNTESS and Clown.

Count. It hath happened 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. [Opening a letter.] Let me see what he writes, and when he

means to come.

Clo. I have no mind to Isbel, since I was at court: our old ling and our Isbels o' the country are nothing like your old ling and your Isbels o' the court: the brains of my Cupid's knocked out, and I begin to love, as an old man loves money, with no stomach.

Count. What have we here?

Clo. E'en that you have there.

[Exit.

Count. [Reads.] "I have sent you a daughter-in-law: she hath recovered the king, and undone me. I have wedded her, not bedded her; and sworn to make the not eternal. away: know it before the report come. in the world, I will hold a long distance.

You shall hear I am run If there be breadth enough My duty to you.

Your unfortunate son,

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.

BERTRAM."

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 killed so soon as I thought he would.

Count. Why should he be kill'd?

Clo. So say I, 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.

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