They, that they cannot help: How shall they credit Hel. There's something hints, More than my father's skill, which was the greatest Of his profession, that his good receipt Shall, for my legacy, be sanctified By the luckiest stars in heaven: and, would your honour But give me leave to try success, I'd venture Count. Dost thou believe't? Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly. Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave, Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings [Exeunt, 6 Exhausted of their skill. ACT II. SCENÉ I. Paris. A Room in the King's Palace. Flourish. Enter King, with young Lords taking leave for the Florentine war; BERTRAM, PAROLLES, and Attendants. King. Farewell, young lord, these warlike prin ciples Do not throw from you :—and you, my lord, fare Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain all, The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis receiv'd, And is enough for both. 1 Lord. It is our hope, sir, After well-enter'd soldiers, to return And find your grace in health. King. No, no, it cannot be; and yet my heart That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young lords; 2 Lord. Health, at your bidding, serve your majesty! 7 i. e. Those excepted who possess modern Italy, the remains of the Roman Empire. 8 Seeker, enquirer. King. Those girls of Italy, take heed of them; They say, our French lack language to deny, If they demand: beware of being captives, Before you serve.9 Both. Our hearts receive your warnings, King, Farewell.-Come hither to me. [The King retires to a couch. 1 Lord. O my sweet lord, that you will stay be, hind us! Par. 'Tis not his fault; the spark- 2 Lord. O, 'tis brave wars! Par. Most admirable: I have seen those wars. Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a coil with; Too young, and the next year, and 'tis too early. Par. An thy mind stand to it, boy, steal away bravely. Ber. I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock, Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry, Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, But one to dance with !6 By heaven, I'll steal away, 1 Lord. There's honour in the theft. Par. Commit it, count. 2 Lord. I am your accessary; and so farewell. Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tortured body. 1 Lord. Farewell, captain. 2 Lord. Sweet monsieur Parolles ! 9 Be not captives before you are soldiers. 5 With a noise, bustle. 6 In Shakspeare's time it was usual for gentlemen to dance with swords on. Par. Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kin. Good sparks and lustrous, a word, good metals:You shall find in the regiment of the Spinii, one captain Spurio, with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here on his sinister cheek; it was this very sword entrenched it: say to him, I live; and observe his reports for me. 2 Lord. We shall, noble captain. Par. Mars dote on you for his novices! Lords.] What will you do? Ber. Stay; the king [Exeunt [Seeing him rise. Par. Use a more spacious ceremony to the noble lords; you have restrained yourself within the list of too cold an adieu: be more expressive to them; for they wear themselves in the cap of the time,' there, do muster true gait, eat, speak, and move under the influence of the most received star; and though the devil lead the measure,3 such are to be followed: after them, and take a more dilated farewell. Ber. And I will do so.. Par. Worthy fellows; and like to prove most sinewy sword-men. [Exeunt BERTRAM and PAROLles. Enter LAFEU. Laf. Pardon, my lord, [Kneeling.] for me and for my tidings. King. I'll fee thee to stand up. Laf. Then here's a man Stands, that has brought his pardon. I would, you They are the foremost in the fashion. 2 Have the true military step. 3 The dance. Had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy; and That, at my bidding, you could so stand up. King. I would I had; so I had broke thy pate, And ask'd thee mercy for't. Laf. Goodfaith, across :4 But, my good lord, 'tis thus; Will you be cur'd Of your infirmity? King. Laf. No. O, will you eat No grapes, my royal fox? yes, but you will, Could reach them: I have seen a medicine,5 To give great Charlemain a pen in his hand, If King. What her is this? Laf. Why, doctor she: My lord, there's one arriv'd, you will see her, now, by my faith and honour, If seriously I may convey my thoughts In this my light deliverance, I have spoke 4 Unskilfully; a phrase taken from the exercise at a quintaine. 5 A female physician. 6 A kind of dance. 7 By profession is meant her declaration of the object of her coming. |