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To tender it herself. I undertook it,
The King reads a letter. Upon bis meny protestations to marry me, when bis wife was dead, I blush to say it, be won me. Now is the Count Rousillon a widower, his vows are forfeited to me, and my h' nour's paid to him. He stole from Florence, taking no leave, and I follow him to this country for justice: grant it me, O King, in you it beft lies; otherwise a seducer flourishes, and a poor maid is undone.
Diana Capulet. Laf. I will buy me a fon-in law in a fair, and toll for him. For this, I'll none of him.
King. The heavens have thought well on thee, Lafeu, To bring forth this discov'ry. Seek these suitors : Go speedily, and bring again the Count.
I am afraid, the life of Helen (lady)
Count. Now justice on the doers !
King. I wonder, Sir, wives are so monstrous to you, And that you fly them as you swear to them ; Yer you desire to wed. What woman's chat ?
Enter Widow and Diana.
Dia. I am, my Lord, a wretched Florentine,
fourteen moonshines Lag of a brother,
Removes are journies or postpages.
Derived from the ancient Capulet;
Wid. I am her mother, Sir, whose age and honour
King. Come hither, Count; do you know these wo
Ber. My Lord, I neither can, nor will, deny But that I know them ; do they charge me further ?
Dia. Why do you look so strange upon your wife?
Dia. If you shall marry,
You give away myself, which is known mine ;
Laf. Your reputation comes too short for my daughter, you are no husband for her.
(To Bertram, Ber. My Lord, this is a fond and desp'rate creature, Whom sometime I have laugh'd with : let your High
ness Lay a more noble thought upon mine honour, Than for to think that I would sink it here. King. Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to
friend, 'Till your deeds gain them : fairer prove your honour, Than in my thought it lies !
Dia. Good my Lord,
King. What fay'it thou to her ?
Ber She's impudent, my Lord;
Dii. He does me wrong, my Lord; if I were so, He might have bought me at a common price.
Do not believe him. O, behold this ring,
Count. He blushes, and 'tis his :
King. Methought, you said,
Dia. I did, my Lord, but loth am to produce
Laf. I saw the man to day, if man he be.
Ber. What of him ?
King. She hath that ring of yours.
Ber. I think, she has ; certain it is, I lik’d her,
s Validity is a very bad word an occafion by which love is for value, which yet I think is beigbtened. And, to conclude, ber its meaning, unless it be con- solicitation concurring with ber fidered as making a contract fashionable appearance, she got calid. 6 - all impediments in fancy's I am not certain that I have course,
attained the true meaning of the Are motives of more fancy :-) word modern, which, perhaps, Ezery thing that objiruets love is signifies rather meanly pretty.
Subdu'd me to her rate : she got
the ring; And I had that, which any inferior might At market-price have bought.
Dia. I must be patient :
Ber. I have it not.
King. The story then goes false, you threw it him Out of a casement.
Dia. I have spoke the truth.
Ber. My Lord, I do confess, the ring was hers.
King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather starts Is this the man you speak of? Dia. It is, my Lord.
. King. Tell me, Sirrah, but tell me true, I charge
you, Not fearing the displeasure of Which on your just proceeding I'll keep off; By him and by this woman here, what know you ?
Par. So please your Majesty, my master hath been an honourable Gentleman. Tricks he hath had in him, which Gentlemen have.
King. Come, come, to the purpose; did he love this Woman ? Par. 'Faith, Sir, he did love her ; but how?
King. How, I pray you?
Par. He did love her, Sir, as a Gentleman loves a Woman.
King. How is that?
King. As thou art a knave, and no knave; what an equivocal companion is this?
Par. I am a poor man, and at your Majesty's Command.
Laf. He's a good drum, my Lord, but a naughty Orator.
Dia. Do you know, he promis'd me marriage ?
Par. Yes, so please your Majesty. I did go between them, as I said; but more than that, he loved her : for, indeel, he was mad for her, and talk'd of Satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I know not what; yet I was in that credit with them at that time, that I knew of their going to bed, and of other motions, as promising her marriage, and things that would derive me ill-will to speak of; therefore I will not speak what I know.
King. Thou haft spoken all already, unless thou canst say they are married; but thou art too fine in thy evidence, therefore stand aside. This ring, you say, was
Dia. Ay, my good Lord.
King. If it were yours by none of all these ways,