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should speak truth of it: here it is, and all that belongs to't: Ask me, if I am a courtier : it shall do you no harm to learn.
Count. To be young again,' if we could ; I will be a fool in question, hoping to be the wiser by your answer. I
pray you, sir, are you a courtier ?
Clo. O Lord, sir, "--There's a simple putting off;more, more, a hundred of them.
Count. Sir, I am a poor friend of yours, that loves you. Clo. O Lord, sir,—Thick, thick, spare not me.
Count. I think, sir, you can eat none of this homely meat.
Clo. O Lord, sir,-Nay, put me to't, I warrant you.
Count. Do you cry, O Lord, sir, at your whipping, and spare not me? Indeed, your 0 Lord, sir, is very sequent to your whipping; you would answer very well to a whipping, if you were but bound to't.
Clo. I ne'er had worse luck in my life, in my–O Lord, sir: 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 son; This is not much.
Clo. Not much commendation to them.
Count. Not much employment for you: You understand me?
Clo. Most fruitfully ; I am there before my legs.
[Exeunt severally. To be young again,] The lady censures her own levity in trifling with her jester, as a ridiculous attempt to return back to youth.—Johnson.
m O Lord, sir,] A ridicule on that foolish expletive of speech then in vogue at court.-WARBURTON.
Paris. A Room in the King's Palace.
Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES. Laf. They say, miracles are past; and we have our philosophical persons, to make modern and familiar things, supernatural and causeless. Hence is it, that we make trifles of terrors ; ensconcing ourselves intoo seeming knowledge, when we should submit ourselves to an unknown fear.”
Par. Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder, that hath shot out in our latter times.
Ber. And so 'tis.
Par. It is, indeed : if you will have it in showing, you shall read it in-What do you call there ?
Laf. A showing of a heavenly effect in an earthly actor. Par. That's it I would have said ; the very same.
Laf. Why, your dolphin' is not lustier: 'fore me I speak in respectPar. Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange, that is the
-modern-]i. e. Common, ordinary,
ensconcing ourselves into] i. e. Fortifying ourselves in ; into for in, is frequent with our old writers.-STEEVENS..
- fear.] Is here an object of fear.
-authentic-] The phrase of the diploma is "authentice licentiatus.”MUSGRAVE. Mr. Giffard says, (notes to Ben Jonson, vol. 2. p. 136.) that an “authentick physician, was one who was allowed to practise publickly."
dolphin--] By dolphin is meant the dauphin, the,heir apparent, and the hope of the crown of France. His title is so translated in all the old books. -STERVENS.
brief and the tedious of it; and he is a most facinorous' spirit, that will not acknowledge it to be the
Laf. Very hand of heaven.
Par. And debile minister, great power, great transcendence: which should, indeed, give us a further use to be made, than alone the recovery of the king, as to be · Laf. Generally thankful.
Enter KING, HELENA, and Attendants. Par. I would have said it; you say well. Here comes the king.
Laf. Lustick,' as the Dutchman says : I'll like a maid the better, whilst I have a tooth in my head : Why, he's able to lead her a coranto."
Par. Mort du Vinaigre! Is not this Helen?
[Exit an Attendant.
Enter several Lords. Fair maid, send forth thine eye: this youthful parcel Of noble bachelors stand at my bestowing, O'er whom both sovereign power and father's voice* I have to use: thy frank election make; Thou hast power to choose, and they none to forsake.
Hel. To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress
- fucinorous—} i. e. Wicked.
a coranto.] A swift and lively dance. * O'er whom both sovereign power and father's voice] They were his wards as well as his subjects.-HENLEY.
to 'each, but one!) i. e. To all except Bertram.
My mouth no more were broken- than these boys',
King. Peruse them well:
Make choice: and, see,
Hel. Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly; And to imperial Love, that god most high, Do my sighs stream.—Sir, will
you hear my suit? 1 Lord. And grant it.
Thanks, sir; all the rest is mute.
2 Lord. No better, if you please.
My wish receive, Which great love grant! and so I take my leave.
Laf. Do all they deny her ?e An they were sons of a My mouth no more were broken-) A broken mouth is a mouth which has lost part of its teeth-Johnson.
white death]—is the paleness of death, and not the Chlorosis, as Dr. Johnson has supposed.
the rest is mute.] i. e. I have no more to say to you.-STEEVENS.
ames-ace-] When the two aces are thrown on the dice. e Do all they deny her ?] None of them have yet denied her, or deny her afterwards, but Bertram. The scene must be so regulated that Lafeu and Parolles talk at a distance, where they may see what passes between Helena and the lords, but not hear it, so that they know not by whom the refusal is made.-Johnson,
mine, I'd have them whipped; or I would send them to the Turk, to make eunuchs of.
Hel. Be not afraid [to a Lord] that I your hand should I'll never do you wrong
(take; Blessing upon your vows! and in your bed Find fairer fortune, if you ever wed!
Laf. These boys are boys of ice, they'll none have 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 drank wine. But if thou be'st not an ass, I am a youth of fourteen; I have known thee already.
Hel. I dare not say, I take you ; [to BERTRAM] but I Me and my service, ever whilst I live,
[give Into your guiding power.—This is the man. 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 has done for me? Ber.
Yes, my good lord; But never hope to know why I should marry her.
King. Thou know'st she has rais'd me from my sickly
Ber. But follows it, my lord, to bring me down' [bed. Must answer for your raising ? I know her well; She had her breeding at my father's charge : A poor physician's daughter my wife !— Disdain Rather corrupt me ever!
King. 'Tis only title' thou disdain'st in her, the which I can build up. Strange is it, that our bloods, Of colour, weight, and heat, pour'd all together, Would quite confound distinction, yet stand off In differences so mighty : If she be All that is virtuous, (save what thou dislik'st,
'Tis only title-] i. e. The want of title.