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IV. And iherefore take the prosent time,

lors ; I have had four quarrels, and like to have With a hey, and a ho, and a hey runino ; fought one. For love is crowned with the prime

Jaq. And bow was that ta’en up?
In spring time, &c.

Touch. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was Touch. Truly, young gentlemen, though there was upon the seventh cause. no greater matter in the ditty, yet the note was very

Jaq. How seventh cause ? Good my lord, like this untimeable.

Duke S. I like him

very
well.

[fellow. i Page. You are deceived, sir ; we kept time, we i press in here, sir, amongst the rest of the country

Touch. God'ild you, sir; I desire you of the like. lost not our time.

Touch. By my troth, yes ; I count it but time lost copulatives, to swear, and to forswear : according as to hear such a foolish song. God be with you: and marriage binds, and blood breaks :--A poor virgin, God mend your voices ! Come, Audrey. [Exeunt. humour of mine, sir, to take that that no man else

sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own; a poor SCENE IV.—Another Part of the Forest.

will : Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a

poor house ; as your pearl, in your foul oyster. Enter DUKE Senior, AMIENS, JAQUES, ORLANDO,

Duke S. By my faith, he is very swift and sententious. OLIVER, and Celia.

Touch. According to the fool's bult, sir, and such Duke S. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy

dulcet diseases. Can do all this that he hath promised ?

Jaq. But for the seventh cause ; how did you find Orl. I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not; the quarrel on the seventh cause ? As those that fear they hope, and know they fear.

Touch. Upon a lie seven times removed ;-Bear your body more seeming, Audrey :

:--- as thus, sir. I Enter RosaliND, Silvius, and PHEBE. did dislike the cut of a certain courtier's beard ; he Ros. Patience once more, whiles our compact is sent me word, if I said his beard was not cut well, urg'd :

he was in the mind it was : This is called the Retort You say, if I bring in your Rosalind, [To the Duke. courteous. If I sent him word again, it was not well You will bestow her on Orlando here? (with her. cut, he would send me word, he cut it to please him.

Duke S. That would I, had I kingdoms to give self: This is called the Quip modest. If again, it was Ros. And you say you will have her, when I bring not well cut, he disabled my judgment: This is call'd her ?

(To ORLANDO. the Reply churlish. If again, it was not well cut, he Orl. That would I, were 1 of all kingdoms king. would answer, I spake not true: This is called the Ros. You say, you'll marry me,

if I be willing? Reproof' valiant. If again, it was not well cut, he

[To Prebe. would say I lie : This is call'd the Countercheck quarPhe. That will I, should I die the hour after. relsome: and so to the Lie circumstantial, and the Lie Ros. But, if you do refuse to marry me,

direct. You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd ! Jaq. And how oft did you say, his beard was not Phe. So is the bargain.

well cut? Ros. You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she will? Touch. I durst go no further than the Lie circum

(To Silvius. stantial, nor he durst not give me the Lie direct; and Sil. Though to have her and death were both one so we measured swords, and parted. thing.

Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees Ros. I have promis'd to make all this matter even. of the lie ? Keep you your word, O duke, to give your daughter ;- Touch. O, sir, we quarrel in print, by the book : as You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter :- you have books for good manners : I will name you Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me ;

the degrees. The first, the Retort courteous; the seOr else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd :- cond, the Quip modest; the third, the Reply churlish; Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her, the fourth, the Reproof valiant; the fifth, the Coun. If she refuse me :-and from hence I go,

tercheck quarrelsome;

the sixth, the Lie with circumTo make these doubts all even. (Eseunt Ros. 8 Cel. stance; the seventh, the Lie direct.

All these you Duke $. I do remember in this shepherd-boy

may avoid, but the lie direct; and you may avoid Some lively touches of my daughter's favour. that too, with an If. I knew when seven justices could

Orl. My lord, the first time that I ever saw him, not take up a quarrel ; but when the parties were Methought he was a brother to your daughter :

met themselves, one of them thought but of an lf, as, But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born ; If you said so, then I said so ; And they shook hands, And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments

and swore brothers. Your If' is the only peace-maker; Of many desperate studies by his uncle,

much virtue in If. Whom he reports to be a great magician,

Jag. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord ? he 's as Obscured in the circle of this forest.

good at any thing, and yet a fool.

Duke S. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and Enter TouchSTONE and AUDREY.

under the presentation of that, he shoots his wit. Jaq. There is, sure, another food toward, and these couples are coming to the ark! Here comes a

Enter Hymen, leading Rosalind in woman's

clothes; and Celia.
pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are
called fools.

Still Music.
Touch. Salutation and greeting to you all! Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven,
Jaq. Good my lord, bid him welcome; This is the

When earthly things made even motley-minded gentleman, that I have so often met

Atone together. in the forest : he hath been a courtier he swears.

Good duke, receive thy daughter, Touch. If any man doubt that, let him put me to Hymen from heaven brought her, my purgation. I have trod a measure ; I have flat

Yen, brought her hither, tered a lady; I have been politic with my friend,

That thou might'st join her hand with his, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three tai

Whose heart within her bosom is

Ros. To you I give myself, !or I am yours.

Duke S.

Welcome, young man,
{To Duke S. Thou offer'st fairly to thy brothers' wedding :
To you I give myself, for I am yours. [To Orl. To one, his lands with-held : and to the other,
Duke S. If there be truth in sight, you are iny A land itself at large, a potent dukedom.
daughter.

First, in this forest, let us do those ends
Orl. If there be truth in sight, you are my Rosa- That here were well begun, and well begot:
Phe. If sight and shape be true,

[lind. And after, every of this happy number, Why then,--my love adieu !

That have endur'd shrewd days and nights with us, Ros. I'll bave no father, it you be not he:- Shall share the good of our returned fortune,

[To DUKE S. According to the measure of their states. l'll have no husband, if you be not he:- [To Orl. Meantime, forget this new-fall’n dignity, Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she. (To Phe. And fall into our rustic revelry :Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion :

Play, music—and you brides and bridegrooms all, 'Tis I must make conclusion

With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures fall.
Of these most strange events :

Jaq. Sir, by your patience; if I heard you rightly,
Here's eight that must take hands, The duke hath put on a religious life,
To join in Hymen's bands,

And thrown into neglect the pompous court ?
If truth holds true contents.

Jaq. de B. He hath.
You and you no cross shall part:

Jaq. To him will I: out of these convertites [To Orlando and Rosalind. There is much matter to be heard and learn'dYou and you are heart in heart:

You to your former honour I bequeath; [To DUKE S [To Oliver and Celia. Your patience, and your virtue, well deserves it :You (to Puere) to his love must accord, You (to ORLANDO] to a love, that your true faith doth Or have a woman to your lord :

merit:You and you are sure together,

You [to Oliver] to your land, and love, and great (To Touchstone and AUDREY.

allies :As the winter to foul weather.

You (to Silvius) to a long and well deserved bed :Wbiles a wedlock hymn we sing,

And you (to Touchstone) to wrangling; for thy lov. Feed yourselves with questioning;

ing voyage That reason wonder may diminish,

Is but for two months victual'd:-So to your pleaHow thus we met, and these things finish. I am for other than for dancing measures. (sures;

Duke S. Stay, Jaques, stay.
SONG.

Jaq. To see no pastime, 1: what you would have Wedding is great Juno's crown;

I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. [Erit. O blessed bond of board and bed!

Duke S. Proceed, proceed: we will begin these rites, · Tis Aumen peoples every town ;

And we do trust they'll end, in true delights. [A dance. High wedlock then be honoured : Honour, high honour and renown,

EPILOGUE. To Hymen, god of every town!

Ros. It is not the fashion to see the lady the epi. Duke S. O my dear niece, welcome art thou to me; logue: but it is not more unhandsome, than to see Even daughter, welcome in no less degree.

the lord the prologue. If it be true, that good wine Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine; needs no bush, 'tis true, that a good play needs no epiThy faith my fancy to thee doth combine. [To Silv. logue : Yet to good wine they do use good bushes;

and good plays prove the better by the help of good Enter JAQUES DE Bois.

epilogues. What a case am I in then, that am neiJaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word or two; ther a good epilogue, nor cannot insinuate with you I am the second son of old sir Rowland,

in the behalf of a good play? I am not furnished That bring these tidings to this fair assembly:- like a beggar, therefore to beg will not become me: Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day my way is, to conjure you ; and I'll begin with the Men of great worth resorted to this forest,

I charge you, O women, for the love you Address'd a mighty power ; which were on foot, bear to men, to like as much of this play as please In his own conduct, purposely to take

them : and so I charge you, O men, for the love

you His brother here, and put him to the sword : bear to women, (as I perceive by your simpering, And to the skirts of this wild wood he came; none of you hate them,) that between you and the Where, meeting with an old religious man, women, the play may please. If I were a wornan, After some question with him, was converted I would kiss as many of you as had beards that Both from his enterprize, and from the world : pleased me, complexions that liked me, and breathis His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother, that I defied not; and, I am sure, as many as have And all their lands restor'd to them again

good beards, or good faces, or sweet breaths, will, That were with him exil'd: This to be true, for my kind offer, when I make curt'sy, bid me fare. I do engage my life.

well.

(Ereunt.

women.

Of this play the fable is wild and pleasing. I know not how shewn great judgment in substituting the conversion of Fredethe ladies will approve the facility with which both Rosalind rick in the place of his death, which is the fate allotted him in and Celia gave avay their hearts. lo Celia much may be for Lodge's novel, nothing could have been more out of keeping given for the heroism of her friendship. The character of with the tone and colour of the play, than the representation of laques is natural and well preserved. The comic dialogue is such an esent. It was a circumstance to be related and not stry sprichtly, with less mixture of low buffoonery than in performed. A scene of so severe a character, as that between some other plays; and the graver part is elegant and harmo. The guilty duke and the aged hermi: must necessarily have been, bious. Ey hastening to the end of this work. Shakspeare sup cuulu have no appropriate place in this tale of love and mirth, pressed the dialogue between the usurper and the hermit, and and wit and idleness In a work, like the present, calculated lost an opportunity of exhibiting a moral lesson in which he to unfatigue the mind and delight the imagination by a succes. might have found matter worthy of his highest powers:-JOHN- ! sion of pleasing incidents, every thing of a sad or solen na SON. The taste of the poet is here, as in many other instances, ture is with admirable propriety omitted, or only cursoriny to be preferred to that of the critic.- I bough Shakspeare has glanced at.

JF this play there is no edition earlier than the first folio. The title All's Well that ends Well, is one of Camden's pro Mr. Malone supposes it to have been written in the year verbial sentences. 1600; but the many passages of rhyme scattered through the The story was originally taken from Boccacio, but came implay seem to speak it an earlier production. Meres, in 1598, mediately to Shakspeare from Painter's Giletta of Narbon. mentioned a play of our author's called, Love's Labour in the first vol, of ihe Palace of Pleasure, 4to. 1566, p. 88. Horns, an appellation which very accurately applies to this, To the novel, however, Shakspeare is only indebted for a few but to no other of his plays; and its date may be perhaps leading circumstances in the graver parts of the piece. The assigued a year or two earlier.

comic business appears to be entirely of his own formation.

A Page.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

Laf. He was excellent, indeed, madam; the king KING OF FRANCE.

very lately spoke of him, admiringly, and mournDUKE OF FLORENCE.

ingly: he was skilful enough to have lived still, if BERTRAM, Count of Rousillon.

knowledge could be set up against mortality: LaFeu, an old lord.

Ber. What is it, my good lord, the king lanPAROLLES, a follower of Bertran.

guishes of ? Several young French Lords, that serve with Bertram

Laf. A fistula, my lord. in the Florentine war.

Ber. I heard not of it before. Steward, Clown, servants to the Countess of Rousillon.

Laf. I would it were not notorious. - Was this gentlewoman the daughter of Gerard de Narbon ?

Count. His sole child, my lord ; and bequeathed COUNTESS OF Rousillon, mother to Bertram.

to my overlooking. I have those hopes of her good, HELENA, a gentlewoman protected by the Countess. that her education promises ; her dispositions she An old Widow of Florence.

inherits, which make fair gifts fairer ; for where an Diana, daugnier the Widou.

unclean mind carries virtuous qualities, there com. VIOLENTA, MARIANA, S neighbours and friends to the Widow.

mendations go with pity, they are virtues and traitors

too ; in her they are the better for their simpleness; Lords, attending on the King ; Officers, Soldiers, 8c. she derives her honesty, and achieves her goodness. French and Florentine.

Laf. Your commendations, madain, get from her

tears. SCENE,-partly in France, and partly in Tuscany. Count. 'Tis the best brine a maiden can season her

praise in. The remembrance of her father never approaches her heart, but the tyranny of her sorrows

takes all livelihood from her cheek. No more of ACT I.

this, Helena, go to, no more ; lest it be rather thought

you affect a sorrow, than to have. SCENE I.-Rousillon. A Room in the

Hel. I do affect a sorrow, indeed, but I have it too Countess's Palace.

Laf. Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead, Enter BERTRAM, the COUNTESS OF Rousillon,

excessive grief the enemy to the living. HELENA, and LAFEU, in mourning.

Count. If the living be enemy to the grief, the ex

cess makes it soon mortal. Count. In delivering my son from me, I bury a Ber. Madam, I desire your holy wishes. second husband.

Laf. How understand we that?

(father Ber. And I, in going, madam, weep o'er my fa- Count. Be thou blest, Bertram ! and succeed thy ther's death anew : but I must attend his majesty's In manners, as in shape! thy blood, and virtue, command, to whom I am now in ward, evermore in Contend for empire in thee ; and thy goodness subjection.

Share with thy birth-right! Love all, trust a few, Laf. You shall find of the king a husband, madam: Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy -you, sir, a father: He that so generally is at all times Rather in power than use ; and keep thy friend good, must of necessity hold his virtue to you ; whose Under thy own life's key : be check'd for silence, worthiness would stir it up where it wanted, rather But never tax'd for speech. What heaven more will, than lack it where there is such abundance. That thee may furnish, and iny prayers pluck down,

Count. What hope is there of his majesty's amend- Fall on thy head! Farewell.-My lord, ment?

'Tis an unseason'd courtier ; good my lord, Laf. He hath abandoned his physicians, madam ; Advise him. under whose practices he hath persecuted time with Laf: He cannot want the best hope ; and finds no other advantage in the process That shall attend his love. out only the losing of hope by time.

Count. Heave: less him! Farewell, Bertram. Count. This young gentlewoman had a father,

[Exit COUNTESS. (0, that had! how sad a passage 'tis !) whose skill Ber. The best wishes, that can be forged in you: was almost as great as his honesty ; had it stretched thoughts, [to Helena.] be servants to you! Be comso far, would have made nature immortal, and death fortable to my mother, your mistress, and make much should have play for lack of work. 'Would, for the of her. king's sake, he were living! I think it would be the Laf. Farewell, pretty lady: You must hold the credeath of the king's disease.

dit of

(Ereunt BERTRAM and LaFeU. Lat. How called you the man you speak of, madam?! Hel. 0, were that al' ! -I think not on my father;

Count. He was famous, sir, in his profession, and And these great tears grace his remembrance more it was his great right to be so : Gerard de Narbon. Than those I shed for him. What was he like?

your father.

I nave forgot him: my imagination

Par. Let me see : Marry, ill, to like him that ne'er Carries no favour in it, but Bertram's.

it likes. 'Tis a commodity will lose the gloss with I am undone : there is no living, none,

lying; the longer kept, the less worth : off with 't, If Bertram be away. It were all one,

while 'tis vendible : answer the time of request. That I should love a bright particular star, Virginity, like an old courtier, wears her cap out of And think to wed it, he is so above me :

fashion; richly suited, but unsuitable : just like the In his bright radiance and collateral light

brooch and tooth-pick, which wear not now · Your Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.

date is better in your pie and your porridge, inan in The ambition in my love thus plagues itself : your

cheek :

And

your virginity, your old virginity, The hind that would be mated by the lion, is like one of our French wither'd pears; it looks ill, Must die for love. 'Twas pity, though a plague, it eats dryly; marry, 'tis a wither'd pear; it was To see him every hour ; to sit and draw

formerly better; marry, yet, 'tis a wither'd year His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls, Will you any thing with it? In our heart's table ; heart, too capable

Hei. Not my virginity yet.
Of every line and trick of his sweet favour : There shall your master have a thousand loves,
But now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy A mother, and a mistress, and a friend,
Must sanctify his relics. Who comes here? A phenix, captain, and an enemy,

A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign,
Enter PAROLLES.

A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear;
One that goes with him : I love him for his sake ; His humble ambition, proud humility,
And yet I know him a notorious liar,

His jarring concord, and his discord dulcet, Think him a great way fool, solely a coward ; His faith, his sweet disaster; with a world Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him,

Of petty, fond, adoptious christendoms, That they take place, when virtue's steely bones That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall he Look bleak in the cold wind : withal, full oft we see I know not what he shall :-God send him well !Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly. The court's a learning place ;-and he is onePar. Save you, fair queen.

Par. What one, i'faith? Hel. And you, monarch.

Hel. That I wish well.—'Tis pity-Par. No.

Par. What's pity ? Hel. And no.

Hel. That wishing well had not a body in 't, Par. Are you meditating on virginity ?

Which might be felt : that we, the poorer born, Hel. Ay. You have some stain of soldier in you; Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes, let me ask you a question : Man is enemy to vir- Might with effects of them follow our friends, ginity;

how

may we barricado it against him ? And shew what we alone must think ; which never Par. Keep him out.

Returns us thanks. Hel. But he assails; and our virginity, though

Enter a Page. valiant in the defence, yet is weak: unfold to us some warlike resistance.

Page. Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls for you. Par. There is none; man, sitting down before

(Exit Page. you, will undermine you, will blow you up.

Par. Little Helen, farewell: if I can remember Hel

. Bless our poor virginity from underminers, thee, I will think of thee at court. and blowers up! -- Is there no military policy, how Hel. Monsieur Parolles, you were born under a virgins might blow up men ?

charitable star. Par. Virginity, being blown down, man will Par. Under Mars, I. quicklier be blown up: marry, in blowing him down Hel. I especially think, under Mars. again, with the breach yourselves made, you lose Par. Why under Mars ? your city. It is not politic in the commonwealth of Hel. The wars have so kept you under, that you nature, to preserve virginity. Loss of virginity is must needs be born under Mars. rational increase ; and there was never virgin got, Par. When he was predominant. till virginity was first lost. That, you were made of, is Hel. When he was retrograde, I think, rather. metal to make virgins. Virginity, by being once lost, Par. Why think you so ? may be ten times found ; by being ever kept, it is Hel. You go so much backward, when you fight. ever lost : 'tis too cold a companion; away with it.

Par. That's for advantage. Hel. I will stand for 't a little, though therefore I Hel. So is running away, when fear proposes ihe die a virgin.

safety : But the composition, that your valour and Par. There's little can be said in 't ; 'tis against fear makes in you, is a virtue of a good wing, and I the rule of nature. To speak on the part of vir- like the wear well. ginity, is to accuse your mothers; which is most in- Par. I am so full of businesses, I cannot answer fallible disobedience. He, that hangs himself, is a thee acutely: I will return perfect courtier ; in the virgin: virginity murders itself; and should be which, my instruction shall serve to naturalize thee, buried in highways, out of all sanctified limit, as a so thou wilt be capable of a courtier's counsel, and desperate utfendress against nature. Virginity breeds understand what advice shall thrust upon thee; else mites, much like a cheese; consumes itself to the very thou diest in thine unihankfulness, and thine ignoparing, and so dies with feeding his own stomach. rance makes thee away : farewell. When thou bast Besides, virginity is peevish, proud, idle, made of leisure, say thy prayers; when thou hast none, reself-love, which is the most inhibited sin in the canon. member thy friends: get thee a good husband, and Keep it not; you cannot choose but lose by't: Out use him as he uses thee : so farewell. (Eait. withit: within ten years it will make itself ten, Hel. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, which is a goodly increase ; and the principal itself which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky not much the worse : Away with't.

Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Hel. How might one do, sir, to lose it to her own Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull. siking ?

What power is it, which mounts my love so high ;

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That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye? So in approof lives not his epitaph,
The mightiest space in fortune nature brings As in your royal speech.

(ways say, To join like likes, and kiss like native things. King. 'Would, I were with him ? He would al. Impossible be strange attempts, to those

(Methinks, I hear him now: his plausive words That weigh their pains in sense; and do suppose, He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them, What hath been cannot be: Who ever strove To grow there, and to bear,)

Let me not live,To shew her merit, that did miss her love?

Thus his good melancholy oft began,
The king's disease-my project may deceive me. On the catastrophe and heel of pastime,
But my intents are fix’d, and will noi leave me. (Exit. When it was out,—let me not live, quoth he,

After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff
SCENE II.—Paris. A Room in the King's Palace. Of younger spirits, whose upprehensive senses

All but new things disdain ; whose judgments are
Flourish of cornets. Enter the King of FRANCE,

Mere fathers of their garments; whose constancies with letters ; Lords and others attending.

Eapire before their fashions :- This he wish'd :
King. The Florentines and Senoys are by the ears; I, after him, do after him wish too,
Have fought with equal fortune, and continue Since I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home,
A braving war.

I quickly were dissolved from my hive,
1 Lord. So 'tis reported, sir.

To give some labourers room.
King. Nay, 'tis most credible; we here receive it 2 Lord.

You are lov'd, sir :
A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austria, They, that least lend it you, shall lack you first.
With caution, that the Florentine will move us King. I fill a place, I know't. ---How long is't, count,
For speedy aid ; wherein our dearest friend

Since the physician at your father's died? Prejudicates the business; and would seem

He was much fam'd. To have us make denial.

Ber.

Some six months since, my lord. 1 Lord.

His love and wisdom, King. If he were living, I would try him yet ;Approv'd so to your majesty, may plead

Lend me an arm ;-the rest have worn me out For amplest credence.

With several applications :-nature and sickness King

He hath arm'd our answer, Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count; And Florence is denied before he comes :

My son's no dearer. Yet, for our gentlemen, that mean to see

Ber.

Thank your majesty. (Ereunt. Flourish.
The Tuscan service, freely have they leave
To stand on either part.

SCENE III.
2 Lord.
It may well serve

Rousillon.—A Room in the Countess's Palace. A nursery to our gentry, wh

are sick For breathing and exploit.

Enter COUNTESS, Steward, and Clown.
King,
What's he comes here? Count. I will now hear : what say you of this

gentlewoman?
Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and Parolles.

Stew. Madam, the care I have had to even your 1 Lord. It is the count Rousillon, my good lord, content, I wish might be found in the calendar of iny Young Bertram.

past endeavours : for then we wound our modesty, King. Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face; and make foul the clearness of our deservings, when Frank nature, rather curious than in haste, of ourselves we publish them. Hath well compos'd thee. Thy father's moral parts Count. What does this knave here? Get you gone, May'st thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris.

sirrah : The complaints, I have heard of you, I do Ber. My thanks and duty are your majesty's. not all believe; 'tis my slowness, that I do not: for,

King. I would I had that corporal soundness now, I know, you lack not folly to commit them, and nave As when thy father, and myself, in friendship ability enough to make such knaveries yours. First try'd our soldiership! He did look far

Clo. 'Tis not unknown to you, madam, I am a poor Into the service of the time, and was

fellow. Discipled of the bravest : he lasted long;

Count. Well, sir. But on us both did haggish age steal on,

Clo. No, madam, 'tis not so well, that I ain poor; And wore us out of act. It much repairs me though many of the rich are damned: But, if I may To talk of your good father : In his youth

have your ladyshin's good will to go to the world, Isbel He had the wit, which I can well observe

the woman and I will do as we may. To-day in our young lords ; but they may jest, Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar? Till their own scorn return to them unnoted,

Clo. I do beg your good-will in this case. Ere they can hide their levity in honour.

Count. In what case? So like a courtier, contempt nor bitterness

Clo. In Isbel's case, and mine own. Service is no Were in his pride or sharpness ; if they were, heritage : and, I think, I shall never have the blessHis equal had awak'd them; and his honour, ing of God, till I have issue of my body; for, they Clock to itself, knew the true minute when say, bearns are blessings. Exception bid him speak, and, at this time,

Count. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry. His tongue obey'd his hand: who were below him Clo. My poor body, madam, requires it: I am He us'd as creatures of another place;

driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go, that Ind bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks, the devil drives. Making them proud of his humility,

Count. Is this all your worship’s reason ? In their poor praise he humbled : Such a man Clo. Faith, madam, I have other holy reasons, such Might be a copy to these younger times ;

as they are. Which, follow'd well, would demonstrate them now, Count. May the world know thein ? Bul goers backward.

Clo. I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as Ber.

His good remembrance, sir you and all fesh and blood are ; and, indeed, I do Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb : marry, that I may repent.

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