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Count. You were lately whip’d, fir, as I think.
Count. Do you cry, O Lord, fir, at your whipping, and Spare not me ? Indeed, your O Lord, fir, is very fequent to your whipping ; you would answer very well to a whipping, if you were but i bound to't.
Clo. I ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my —0 Lord, fir: I see, things may serve long but not serve ever.
Count. I play the noble housewife with the time, to entertain it so merrily with a fool.
Clo. O Lord, sir,-why, there't serves well again.
Count. An end, sir, to your business : Give Helen this, And urge her to a present answer back : Commend me to my kinsmen, and my fon; This is not much.
Clo. Noc much commendation to them.
Count. Not much employment for you: You understand me?
Clo. Most fruitfully; I am there before my legs.
S CE NE III.
The Court of France.
Enter Bertram, Lafeu, and Parolles.
Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we have our philosophical persons, to make s modern and familiar, things fupernatural and causeless. Hence is it, that we make trifles of terrors, ensconcing ourselves into seeming
f bound to't.]-to say so.
knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to ' an unknown fear.
Par. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, that hath shot out in our later times.
Ber. And so 'cis.
Laf. Both of Galen and Paracelsus, of all the learned and authentic fellows,
Par. Right, so I say. Laf. That gave him out incurable, Par. Why, there 'tis ; fo fay I too. Laf. Not to be help'd, Par. Right; as ’owere, a man assur'd of anLaf. Uncertain life, and sure death.' Par. Juft, you say well ; so would I have faid. Laf. I may truly say, it is a novelty to the world. Par. It is, indeed : if you will have it a shewing-you shall read it in,-What do you call there?
Laf. A 'Thewing of a heavenly effect in an earthly actor. Par. That's it I would have faid; the very fame.
Laf. Why, "your dolphin is not luftier : 'fore me I speak in respect
Par. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that is the brief and the tedious of it ; and he is of a moft" facinorous spirit, that will not acknowledge it to be the
Laf. Very hand of heaven.
Laf. In a most weak and debile minister, great power, great transcendence: which should, indeed, give us a farther use to be made, than alone the recovery of the king.
Par. As to be-
an unknown fear.]-the object of it. k authentic]-regular.
Afbewing of a &c.)--the title of some pamphlet is here pretended. *your dolphin)-the Dauphin. * facinorous)—wicked.
Enter King, Helena, and attendants. Par. I would have said it; you say well: Here comes the king.
Laf. Lustigh, as the Dutchman says: I'll like a maid the better, while I have a tooth in my head : Why, he's able to lead her a corranto.
Par. PMort du Vinaigre! Is not this Helen ?
King. Go, call before me all the lords in court.--
Enter several Lords.
Hel. To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress
Laf. I'd give 'bay curtal, and his furniture,
King. Peruse them well :
• Luftigh,]— tout, lusty.
Mori du Vinaigre!]-an evasive substitute for “ Mort Dicu." 9 but one ! ]-except Bertram ; modestly excluding herself from the title of a fair and virtuous mistress, at the same time that she hoped to be his.
" bay cursal)-my dock'd horse. broken]—from loss of teeth.
All. We understand it, and thank heaven for you.
King. Make choice; and fee,
makes her choice, And to imperial love, that god most high,
Laf. and Par. Do my sighs stream.—Sir, will you hear my ftand apart, so as fuit?
to fee, but not
bearwhat passes. i Lord. And grant it. Hel. Thanks, fir; "all the rest is mute.
Laf. I had rather be in this choice, than throw w amesace for my life.
Hel. The honour, sir, that flames in your fair eyes,
2 Lord. No better, if you please.
Hel. My wish receive,
Laf. Do all they deny her? An they were sons of mine, I'd have them whipt; or I would send them to the Turk, to make eunuchs of.
i but, be refus'd, Let the white death]--should'At thou be refus'd too, then let paleness, the emblem of death, &c. * all the rest is mute. ]-I have no more to offer.
ames ace]-both the aces; or the lowest cast at dice--I'd rather be married, chan run such a risque of being hanged. VOL. II.
Hel. Be not afraid that I your hand should take ;
Laf. These boys are boys of ice, they'll none of her : sure, they are bastards to the English, the French ne'er got them.
Hel. You are too young, too happy, and too good, To make yourself a son out of my blood.
4 Lord. Fair one, I think not so.
Laf. There's one grape yet, -I am sure, thy father * drunk wine.---But if 'thou be'st not an als, I am a youth of fourteen ; I have known thee already.
Hel. I dare not say, I take you ; but I give
[Ta Bertram. King. Why then, young Bertram, take her, she's thy
wife. Ber. My wife, my liege ? I shall beseech your highness, In such a business give me leave to use The help of mine own eyes.
King. Know'st thou not, Bertram, What she hath done for me?
Ber. Yes, my good lord ;
* drunk wine.]-put good blood into thy veins.