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My master, my dear lord he is; and I
Nor I your mother?
I Hel. You are my mother, madam : would you
(So that my lord, your son, were not my brother) Indeed
my mother!-or were you both our mothers, I care no more for, than 1 I do for heaven, So I were not his sister. Can 't no other, But, I your daughter, he must be my brother? Count. Yes, Helen, you might be my daughter
in-law : God shield, you mean it not! daughter, and mother, So strive ? upon your pulse. What, pale again?
. My fear hath catch'd your fondness. Now I see The mystery of your loneliness, and find Your salt tears' head.3 Now to all sense 'tis gross, You love my son; invention is ashamed, Against the proclamation of thy passion, To say, thou dost not: therefore tell me true ; But tell me then, 'tis so :—for, look, thy cheeks Confess it, one to the other; and thine eyes See it so grossly shown in thy behaviors, That in their kind 4 they speak it; only sin And hellish obstinacy tie thy tongue, That truth should be suspected. Speak, is 't su:
"I wish it equally as.
If it be su, you have wound a goodly clew;
Hel. Good madam, pardon me.
Your pardon, noble mistress ! Count. Love you my son
Do not you love him, madam? Count. Go not about; my love hath in 't a bond. Whereof the world takes note : come, come, dis
Then, I confess,
Religious in mine error, I adore
upon his worshipper,
Count. Had you not lately an intent, speak truly, To go to Paris ? Hel. Madam, I had.
Wherefore ? tell true. Hel. I will tell truth; by grace itself, I swear. You know, my father left me some prescriptions Of rare and proved effects, such as his reading And manifest experience had collected For general sovereignty; and that he will’d me In heedfullest reservation to bestow them, As notes, whose faculties inclusive were, More than they were in note : 3 amongst the rest There is a remedy, approved, set down, To cure the desperate languishes, whereof
2 i. e. Venus. 3 Receipts, in which greater virtues were enclosed than appeared to observation.