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Hel. I have, fir, as I was commanded from you,
Ber. I shall obey his will.
[Giving a letter. 'Twill be two days ere I shall see you ; so I leave you to your wisdom.
Hel. Sir, I can nothing say,
Ber. Come, come, no more of that.
Hel. And ever shall
Ber. Let that go :
Hel. Pray, fir, your pardon.
? muse,)--admire in filence...
Hel. I am not worthy of the wealth I owe;
Ber. What would you have ?
indeed. — I would not tell you what I would; my lord, - 'faith,
Ber. I pray you, stay not, but in haste to horse.
A CT III. SCENE I.
The Duke's Court in Florence. Flourish. Enter the Duke of Florence, two French Lords,
with Soldiers. Duke. So that, from point to point, now have you heard The fundamental reasons of this war; Whose great decision hath much blood let forth And more thirsts after.
i Lord. Holy seems the quarrel Upon your grace's part; black and fearful On the opposer. a break your bidding,]-disobey you.
Duke. Therefore we marvel much, our cousin France
2 Lord. Good my lord,
Duke. Be it his pleasure.
2 Lord. But I am sure, the younger of our nature,
Duke. Welcome shall they be;
Enter Countess and Clown. Count. It hath happened all as I would have had it, save, that he comes not along with her.
Clo. By my troth, I take my young lord to be a very melancholy man.
Count. By what observance, I pray you?
ban outward man, ]-one out of the secret.
• By felf-unable notion :]-according to his own simple conception motion.
d nature, )-people, our youth. They fell : )--they may be said to have fallen.
Clo. Clo. Why, he will look upon his boot, and fing; 'mend the ruff, and fing; ask questions, and sing; pick his teeth, and sing : I know a man that had this trick of melancholy, fold a goodly manor for a long.
Count. Let me see what he writes, and when he means to come.
Clo. I have no mind to Isbel, since I was at court : our old ling and our Ilbels o'the country, are nothing like your old ling and your Isbels o'the court : the brain of my Cupid's knock'd out; and I begin to love, as an old man loves money, 5 with no stomach
Count. What have we here?
(Exit. Countess reads a letter. I have sent you a daughter-in-law : jhe bath recovered the king, and undone me, I have wedded ber, not bedded ber; and sworn to make the not eternal. You shall bear, I am run away; know it, before the report come. If there be breadtb enough in the world, I will bold a long distance. My duty to you. Your unfortunate son,
BERTRAM This is not well, rash and unbridled boy, To fly the favours of so good a king; To pluck his indignation on thy head, By the misprizing of a maid too virtuous For the contempt of empire.
Re-enter Clown. Clo. O madam, yonder is heavy news within, between two soldiers and my young lady.
Count. What is the matter?
E mend the ruff,]-adjuft his cravat. 8 with no ftomach.)—to enjoy it.
fort ; your fon will not be kill'd fo foon as I thought he would.
Count. Why should he be kill'd ?
Clo. So say I, madam, if he run away, as I hear he does : the danger is in standing to't ; that's the loss of men, though it be the getting of children. Here they come, will tell you more: for my part, I only hear, your fon was run away.
Enter Helena, and two gentlemen. 1 Gen. Save you, good madam. Hel. Madam, my lord is gone, for ever gone. 2 Gen. Do not say so. Count. Think upon patience. ----'Pray you, gentle
men, I have felt so many quirks of joy, and grief, That the first face of neither, on the start, Can woman me unto't :-Where is my son, I pray you ?
2 Gen. Madam, he's gone to serve the duke of Florence: We met him thitherward; for thence we came, And, after some dispatch in hand at court, Thither we bend again.
Hel. Look on this letter, madam ; here's my passport. When thou canst get the ring upon my finger, which never fall come off, and few me a child begotten of thy body, that I am father to, then call me busband: but in such
a Then I write a Never.
Gen. Ay, madam;
Count. I pr’ythee, lady, have a better cheer ;
Can woman me unto't:)Produce in me such sudden emotions, as are usual in our sex. VOL. II.