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Leon. Call her forth, brother, here's the friar Bene. 'Tis no such matter. Then, you do not ready.

(erit Anlonio.

love me? D. Pedro. Good morrow, Benedick: wby, Beat. No, truly, but in friendly recompense. what's the matter,

Leon. Come, cousin, I am sure you love the That you have such a February face,

gentleman.

[her; So full of frost, of storm, and cloudiness ?

Claud. And I'll be sworn upon't, that he loves Claud. I think, he thinks upon the savage bull:-- For here's a paper written in his hand, Tush, fear not, man, we'll tip thy horns with gold, A halting sonnet of his owu pure brain, And all Europa shall rejoice at thee;

Fashion'd to Beatrice. As once Europa did at lusty Jove,

Hero. And here's another, When be would play the noble bcast in love. Writ in my cousin's hand, stolen from her pocket,

Bene. Bull Jove, sir, bad an amiable luw; Containing her affection unto Benedick. And some such strange bull leap'd your father's Bene. A miracle ! here's our own hands against And got a calf in that same noble feat, [cow, our hearts !--Come, I will have thee; but, by Much like to you, for you have just his bleat. this light, I take thee for pity.

Re-enter Antonio, with the Ladies masked. Beat. I would not deny you;—but, by this good Claud. For this I owe you: here come other day, I yield upon great persuasion; and, partly, reckonings.

to save your life, for I was told you were in a Which is the lady I must seize upou ?

consumption. Ant. This same is she, and I do give you her. Bene. Peace, I will stop your mouth. Claud. Why, then she's mine. Sweet, let me

(kissing ler. see your face.

[hand D. Pedro. How dost thou, Benedick, the marLeon. No, that you shall not, till you take her ried man? Before this friar, and swear to marry her.

Bene. I'll tell thee what, prince; a college of Claud. Give me your hand before this holy wit-crackers cannot flout me out of my humour: I am your husband, if you like of me, [friar; dost thou think, I care for a satire, or an epigram? Hero. And when I lived, I was your other No: if a man will be beaten with brains, he sball wife:

[unmasking. wear nothing handsome about him. In brief, And when you loved, you were my other husband. since I do purpose to marry, I will think nothing Claud. Another Hero?

to any purpose that the world can say against it; Hero. Nothing certainer :

and therefore never flout at me for what I have Our Hero died defil'd; but I do live,

said against it; for man is a giddy thing, and this And, surely as I live, I am a maid.

is my conclusion.— For thy part, Claudio, I did D. Pedro. The former Hero! Hero that is dead! think to have beaten thee; but, in that thou art Leon. She died, my lord, but whiles her slan- like to be my kinsman, live unbruised, and love

der lived. Friar. All this amazement can I qualify; Claud. I had well hoped, thou wouldst have When, after that the holy rites are ended, denied Beatrice, tbat I might have cudgelled thee I'll tell you largely of fair Hero's death :

out of thy single life, to make thee a double Meantime, let wonder seem familiar,

dealer; which, out of question, thou wilt be, if my And to the chapel let us presently.

cousin do not look exceedingly narrowly to thee. Bene. Soft and fair, friar.- Which is Beatrice? Bene. Come, come, we are friends :- let's have Beat. I answer to that name; [unmasking.] a dance ere we are married, that we may lighten What is

our own hearts, and our wives' heels. Bene. Do not you love me?

Leon. We'll have dancing afterwards Beat. No, no more than reason.

Bene. First, o'my word; therefore play, music. Ble. Why, then, your uncle, and the prince, - Prince, thou art sad; get thee a wife, get thee and Claudio,

a wife: there is no staff more reverend tban one Have been deceived ; for they swore you did. tipp'd with horn. Beat. Do not you love me?

Enter a Messenger. Bene. No, no more than reason. [Ursula, Mess. My lord, your brother John is ta'en in

Beat. Why, then my cousin, Margaret, and flight, ·Are much deceiv'd ; for they did swear, you did. And brought with armed men back to Messina. Bene. They swore, that you were almost sick Bene. Think not on him till to-morrow ; I'll

(dead for mc. devise thce brave punishments for him.-Strike Beat. They swore, that you were well-nigh up, pipers.

(cance: exeunt.

my cousin.

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Countess of Rousillon, mother to Bertram. im fi Duke of Florence.

Helena, a gentlewoman protected by the countess of Bertram, Count of Rousillon.

An old widow of Florence.
Laseu, an old lord.

Diana, daughter to the widow.
Several young French Tords, that serve with Bertram in the Mariana;} neighbours and friends to the widow.

Florentine war.
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ROUSILLON. A ROOM IN THE COUNTESS's Laf. A fistula, my lord.
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Ber. I heard not or it before. Enter Bertram, the Countess of Rousillon, Helena, Laf. I would, it were not notorious. Was this and Lafeu, in mourning. gentlewoman the daughter of Ger

Gerard de Narbou? Count. In delivering my sou from me, I bury Count. His sole child, my lord; and bequeathed a second husband.

to my overlooking. I have those hopes of her Ber. And I, in going, madam, weep v'er my good, that her education promises : her disposifather's death anewbut I must attend his nia, tions she inherits, which make fair gifts fairer : jesty's command, to whom I am now in ward, for where an unclean mind carries virtuous qualievermore in subjection.

ties, there commendations go with pity, they are Laf. You shall find of the king a husband, virtues and traitors too; in her they are the better madam ;-you, sir, a father. He that so geverally for their simpleness ; she derives her honesty, arid is at all times good, must of necessity bold his achieves her gooduess. virtue to you ; whose worthiness would stir it up Laf. Your commendations, madam, get from where it wanted, rather than lack it where there ber tears. is such abundance.

Count. 'Tis the best brine a maiden can season Count. What hope is there of his majesty's her praise in. The remembrance of her father amendment?

never approaches her heart, but the tyranny of Laf. He hath abandoned his physicians, madam; her sorrows takes all livelihood from her cheek. under whose practices he hath persecuted time No more of this, Helena, go to,

lest it with hope: and finds' no 'other advantage in the be rather thought you affect a sorrow, than to love. process, but only the losing of hope by time. Hel. I do affect a sorrow indeed, but I have it

Count. This young gentlewoman had a father, too. (O, that had! 'how sad a passage 'tis !) whose Laf. Moderate lamentation is the right of the skill was almost as great as his honesty, had it dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living: stretched so far, would have made nature immor- Count. If the living be enemy to the grief, the tal, and death should have play for lack of work. excess makes it soon mortal.' 'Would, for the king's sake, he were living! I Ber. Madam, I desire your holy wishes.in think, it would be the death of the king's disease. Laf. How understand we that?

Laf. How called you the man you speak of, Count. Be thou bless'd, Bertram! and succeed madam?

thy father Count. He was famous, sir, in his profession, and In manners, as in sbape' thy blood, and virtue, it was his great right to be so: Gerard de Narbon, Contend for empire in thee; and thy goodness

Laf. He was excellent, indeed, madam; the Share with thy birth-right! Love all, trust a few, king very lately spoke of him, admiringly and Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy mourningly: he was skilful enough to have lived Rather in power, than use; and keep thy friend still, if knowlcdge could be set up against mor Under thy own life's key: be check'd for silence, tality.

But never tax'd for speech. What heaven more Ber. What is it, my good lord, the king lan- will,

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Fall on thy head! Farewell.—My lord,

were made of; is metal to make virgins. Virgi'Tis an unseason'd courtier; good, my lord, nity, by being once lost, may be ten times found: Advise him.

by being ever kept, it is ever lost; 'tis too cold a Laf. He cannot want the best

companion; away with it. That shall attend his love.

Hel. I will stand for't a little, though therefore Count. Hearen bless him! - Farewell, Bertram. I die a virgin.

[exit Countess.

Par. There's little can be said in't; 'tis against Ber. The best wishes, that can be forged in the rule of nature. To speak on the part of virgiyour thoughts, [to Helena,] be servants to you! nity, is to 'accuse your mothers; which is most Be comfortable to my mother, your mistress, and infallible disobedience. He, that hangs himself, make much of her.

is a virgin ; virginity murders itself; and should Laf. Farewell, pretty lady: you must hold the be buried in highways, out of all sanctified limit, credit of your father. sereunt Bertram and Lafeu. as a desperate offendress against nature. Virgi. Hel. O, were that all l-I think not on my nity breeds mites, much like a cheese; consumics father:

itself to the very paring, and so dies with feeding And these great tears grace his remembrance more his own stomach. Besides, virginity is peevish, Than those I shed for him. What was he like? proud, idle, made of self-love, which is the most I have forgot him: my imagination

inlibited sin in the canon. Keep it not; you canCarries no favour in it, but Bertram's.

not choose but lose by't ; Out with't: within ten I am undone ; there is no living, none,

years it will make itself ten, which is a goodly If Bertram be away. It were all one,

increase ; and the principal iwelf not much the That I should love a bright particular star, worse : Away with't. And think to wed it, he is so above me:

Hel. How might one do, sir, to lose it to her In his bright radiance and collateral light

own liking? Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.

Par. Let me see; marry, ill, to like him that The ambition in my love thus plagues itself : ne'er it likes. 'Tis a commodity will lose the The hind, that would be mated by the lion, gloss with lying: the longer kept, the less worth ; Must die for love. 'Twas pretty, though a plague, off with't, while 'tis vendible : answer the time To see him every hour; to sit and drawi

of request. Virginity, liké. an old courtier, wears His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls, her cap out of fashion ; richly suited, but unsait- i In our heart's table; heart, too capable

able : just like the brooch and tooth-pick, which Of every line and trick of his sweet favour;

Your date is better in your pie But now he's gone, and

my
idolatrous fancy and

your porridge, thun in

your cheek ;

and

your Must sanctify his relics. Who comes here? virginity, your old virginity, is like, on

one of our Enter Parolles.

French' withered pears; it looks ill, it eats dryly ; One that goes with him: I love him for his sake; marry, 'tis a withered pear; it was formerly betAnd yet I know him a notorious liar,

ter; marry, yet 'tis a withered pear.-Will you Think him a great way fool, solely coward;

any thing with it? Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him,

Hel. Not my virginity yet. That they take place, when virtue's steely bones There shall your master have a thousand loves, Look bleak in the cold wind : withal, full oft we A mother, and a mistress, and a friend, Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly. (see A phenix, captain, and an enemy, Par. Save you, fair queen.

A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign, Hel. And you, monarch.

A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear; Par. No.

1 glasul, His humble ambition, proud humility, Hel. And no.

His jarring concord, and his discord dulcet, Par. Are you meditating on virginity? wine His faith, bis sweet disaster ; with a world

Hel. Ay. You have some stain of soldier in Of pretty, fond, adoptious Christendoms, you ; let me ask you a question.-Man is enemy to That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall hevirginity; how may we barricado it against him? I know not what he shall. God send him well! Pur. Keep him out.

The court's a learning-place ;-and he is oue Hel. But he assails ; and our virginity, though Par. What one, i'faith? valiant in the defence, yet is weak: unfold to us Hel. That I wish well.- 'Tis pitysome warlike resistance.

Par. What's pity ? Par. There is none; man, sitting down before Hel. That wishing well had not a body in't, you, will undermine

you,
and blow you up.

Which might be felt : that we, the poorer born, Hel

. Bless our poor virginity from underminers, Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes, and blowers up!- Is there no military policy, how Might with effects of them follow our friends, virgins might blow up men?

And show what we alone must think ; which never Par. Virginity being blown down, man will Returns us thanks. quicklier be blown up: marry, in blowing him

Enter a Page. down again, with the breach yourselves made, you Page. Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls for

you. lose your city. It is not politic'in the common.

[exit Page. wealth of nature, to preserve virginity. Loss of Par. Little Helen, farewell: If I can rememvirginity is rational increase; and there was never ber thee,

retul virgin got, till virginity was first lost. That, you I will think of thee at court.

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Hel. Monsieur Parolles, you were born under | A nursery to our gentry, who are sick charitable star.

For breathing and exploit. Pur. Under Mars, I.

Kiny. What's he comes here? Hel. I especially think, under Mars.

Enter Bertram, Lafeu, and Parolles. Par. Why under Mars ?

1 Lord. It is the count Rousillon, my good Hel. The wars have so kept you under, that Young Bertram.

[lord, you inust needs be born under Mars,

King. Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face ; Par. When he was predominant.

Frank nature, rather curious than in haste, (parts Hel. When he was retrograde, I think, rather. Hath well compos'd thee. Thy father's moral Par. Why think you so ?

May'st thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris. Hel. You go so much backward, when you fight. Ber. My thanks and duty are your majesty's. Par. That's for advantage.

King. I would I bad that corporal soundness Hel. So is running away, when fear proposes

now, the safety. But the composition, that your valour As when thy father, and myself, in friendship, and fear makes in you, is a virtue of a good wing, First try'd our soldiership! He did look far and I like the wear well.

Into the service of the time, and was Par. I am so full of businesses, I cannot answer Discipled of the bravest: he lasted long; thee acutely: I will return perfect courtier; in But on us both did haggish age steal on, tho which, my instruction shall serve to naturalize And wore us out of act. It much repairs me thee, so thou wilt be capable of a courtier's coun- To talk of your good father: In his youth sel, and understand what advice shall thrust upon He had the wit, which I can well observe thee; else thou diest in thine unthankfulness, and To-day in our young lords; but they may jest thine ignorance makes thee away: farewell. Till their own scorn return to them unnoted, When thou hast leisure, say thy prayers; when Ere they can hide their levity in honour. thou hast none, remember thy friends: get thee a So like a courtier, contempt nor bitterness good husband, and use him as he uses thee: so, Were in his pride or sharpness; if they were, farewell.

[exit. His equal had awak'd them; and his honour, Hel. Our remedies oft' in ourselves do lie, Clock to itself, knew the true minute when Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky Exception bid him speak, and, at this time, Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull His tongue obey'd his hand : who were below him, Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull. He us'd as creatures of another place; What power is it, which mounts my love so high; And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks, That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye ? Making them proud of his humility, The mightiest space in fortune nature brings In their poor praise be humbled. Such a man To join like likes, and kiss like native things. Might be a copy to these younger times; Impossiblo be strange attempts, to those

Which, follow'd well, would demonstrate them That weigh their pains in sense; and do suppose But goers backward.

(now Who bath been cannot be. Whv ever strove Ber. His good remembrance, sir, To show her merit, that did miss her love? Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb; The king's disease—my project may deceive me, So in approof lives not his epitaph, But my intents are fix'd, and will not leave me. As in your royal speech.

[always say: [exit. King. 'Would, I were with him! He would A ROOM IN THE KING'S PALACE. (Methinks, I hear him now; his plausive words Flourish of cornets. Enter the King of France, He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them wit letters;

Lords and others attending. To grow there, and to bear),-Let me live, King. The Florentines and Senoys are by the Thus his good melancholy oft began, ears;

On the catastrophe and heel of pastime, Have fought with equal fortune, and continue When it was out, let me not live, quoth he, A braving war.

After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff 1 Lord. So 'tis reported, sir.

Of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses King. Nay, 'tis most credible; we here receive Of but new things disdain: whose judgments are it

Mere fathers of their garments; whose constancies A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austrin, Erpire before their fashions.-—This he wish'd With caution, that the Florentine will move us I, after him, do after him wish too, For speedy aid ; wherein our dearest friend Since I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home, Prejudicates the business, and would seem I quickly were dissolved from my bive. To have us make denial.

To give some labourers room. 1 Lord. His love and wisdom,

2 Lord. You are lov'd, sir ; Approv'd so to your majesty, may plead

They, that least lend it you, shall lack you first. For amplest credence.

King. I fill a place, I know't.—How long is't, King. He bath arm'd our answer,

Since the physician at your father's died ? [count, And Florence is denied before he comes :

He was much fam'd. Yet, for our gentlemen, that mean to see

Ber. Some six months since, my lord. The Tuscan service, freely they have leave

King. If he were living, I would try him yet;To stand on either part.

Lend me an arm;-the rest have worn me out 2 Lord. It may well serve

With several applications:-nature and sickness

SCENE II.

PARIS.

ROUSILLON.

A ROOM IN THE

more anon.

Get you

Debate it at their leisure. Welcome, count; Clo. A prophet I, madam; and I speak the . My son's no dearer.

truth the next way: Ber. Thank your majesty. [exeunt; flourish.

For I the ballad will repeat,
SCENE IIL

Which men full true shall find;
COUNTESS'S PALACE.

Your marriage comes by destiny,

Your cuckoo sings by kind.
Enter Countess, Steward, and Clown.

Count. Get you gone, sir; I'll talk with you Count. I will now hear: what say you of this gentlewoman?

Stew. May it please you, madam, that he bid Stew. Madam, the care I have had to even

Helen come to you; of her I am to speak. your content, I wish might be found in the calen

Count. Sirrah, tell my gentlewoman, I would dar of my past endeavours; for then we wound

speak with her: Helen, I mean. our modesty, and make foul the clearness of our

Clo. Was this fair face the cause, quoth she, Cainging. deservings, when of ourselves we publish them.

Why the Grecians sacked Troy? Count. What does this knare here?

Fond done, done fond,

Was this King Priam's joy. igone, sirrah : The complaints, I have heard of

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

With that she sighed as she stood, do not: for, I know, you lack not the folly to

And gave this sentence then;

Among nine bad if one be good, commit them, and bave ability enough to make

Among nine bad if one be good, such knaveries 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 (poor fellow.

song, sirrah? Count. Well, sir.

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

born but every blazing star, or at an earthquake, Count. Wilt thou needs be a beggar ?

'twould mend the lottery well; a man may draw Clo. I do beg your good-will in this case. his heart out, ere he pluck one. Count. In what case ?

Count. You'll be gone, sir knave, and do as I Clo. In Isbel's case, and mine own. Service is command you? no heritage: and, I think, I shall never have the Clo. That man should be at woman's command, blessing of God, till I have issue of my body; and yet no hurt done !—Though honesty be no for, they say, bearns are blessings.

Puritan, yet it will do no hurt; it will wear the Count. Tell me thy reason, why thou wilt marry. surplice of humility over the black gown of a big

Clo. My poor body, madam, requires it; I am heart.— I am going, forsooth: the business is for driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go, Helen to come hither.

(exit Cloun. that the devil drives.

Count. Well, now. Count. Is this all your worship’s reason ? Stew. I know, madam, you love your gentle

Clo. Faith, madam, I have other holy reasons, woman entirely. such as they are.

Count. Faith, I do: her father bequeathed her Count. May the world know them ?

to me; and she herself, without other advantage, Clo. I have been, madam, a wicked creature, may lawfully make title to as much love as she as you and all flesh and blood are ; and, indeed, I finds: there is more owing her, than is paid; and do marry that I may repent.

[ness. more shall be paid her, than she'll demand. Count. Thy marriage, sooner than thy wicked- Stew. Madam, I was very late more near her

Clo. I am out of friends, madam; and I hope than, I think, she wished me: alone she was, and to have friends for my wife's sake.

did communicate to herself, her own words to her Count. Such friends are thine enemies, knave. own ears; she thought, I dare vow for her, they

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

If men could be contented to be heard virgin exclaim in: which I held my duty, what they are, there were no fear in marriage; speedily to acquaint you withal; sithence in the

Charbon, the Puritan, and old Poysam, loss that may happen, it concerns you something the Papist, howsoe'er their hearts are severed in to know it. religion, their heads are both one, they may joll Count. You have discharged this honestly; keep horns together, like any deer i'the herd.

it to yourself: many likelihoods informed me of Count. Wilt thou ever be a foul-mouthed and this before, which hung so tottering in the balance, orlumnious knave?

that I could neither believe nor misdoubt.

Pra

is my friend.

for young

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