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Where noble fellows strike. War is no strife |
To the dark house and the detested wife. |
PAROLLES. Will this capriccio hold in thee, art sure? |
BERTRAM. Go with me to my chamber and advise me. |
I'll send her straight away. To-morrow |
I'll to the wars, she to her single sorrow. |
PAROLLES. Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it. 'Tis hard: |
A young man married is a man that's marr'd. |
Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go. |
The King has done you wrong; but, hush, 'tis so. Exeunt |
ACT II. SCENE 4. |
Paris. The KING'S palace |
Enter HELENA and CLOWN |
HELENA. My mother greets me kindly; is she well? |
CLOWN. She is not well, but yet she has her health; she's very |
merry, but yet she is not well. But thanks be given, she's very |
well, and wants nothing i' th' world; but yet she is not well. |
HELENA. If she be very well, what does she ail that she's not very |
well? |
CLOWN. Truly, she's very well indeed, but for two things. |
HELENA. What two things? |
CLOWN. One, that she's not in heaven, whither God send her quickly! |
The other, that she's in earth, from whence God send her quickly! |
Enter PAROLLES |
PAROLLES. Bless you, my fortunate lady! |
HELENA. I hope, sir, I have your good will to have mine own good |
fortunes. |
PAROLLES. You had my prayers to lead them on; and to keep them on, |
have them still. O, my knave, how does my old lady? |
CLOWN. So that you had her wrinkles and I her money, I would she |
did as you say. |
PAROLLES. Why, I say nothing. |
CLOWN. 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. |
PAROLLES. Away! th'art a knave. |
CLOWN. You should have said, sir, 'Before a knave th'art a knave'; |
that's 'Before me th'art a knave.' This had been truth, sir. |
PAROLLES. Go to, thou art a witty fool; I have found thee. |
CLOWN. 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. |
PAROLLES. 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, |
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 curbed time, |
To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy |
And pleasure drown the brim. |
HELENA. What's his else? |
PAROLLES. That you will take your instant leave o' th' King, |
And make this haste as your own good proceeding, |
Strength'ned with what apology you think |
May make it probable need. |
HELENA. What more commands he? |
PAROLLES. That, having this obtain'd, you presently |
Attend his further pleasure. |
HELENA. In everything I wait upon his will. |
PAROLLES. I shall report it so. |
HELENA. I pray you. Exit PAROLLES |
Come, sirrah. Exeunt |
ACT II. SCENE 5. |
Paris. The KING'S palace |
Enter LAFEU and BERTRAM |
LAFEU. But I hope your lordship thinks not him a soldier. |
BERTRAM. Yes, my lord, and of very valiant approof. |
LAFEU. You have it from his own deliverance. |
BERTRAM. And by other warranted testimony. |
LAFEU. Then my dial goes not true; I took this lark for a bunting. |
BERTRAM. I do assure you, my lord, he is very great in knowledge, |
and accordingly valiant. |
LAFEU. I have then sinn'd against his experience and transgress'd |
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 |
PAROLLES. [To BERTRAM] These things shall be done, sir. |
LAFEU. Pray you, sir, who's his tailor? |
PAROLLES. Sir! |
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