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They, that they cannot help. How shall they | The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure, credit

By such a day, and * hour. A poor unlearned virgin, when the schools,


Dost thou believe't? Embowell’d of their doctrine, have left off

HEL. Ay, madam, knowingly. The danger to itself ?

Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my HEL. There's something hints,"

leave, and love, More than my father's skill, which was the greatest Means, and attendants, and my loving greetings Of his profession, that his good receipt

To those of mine in court; I'll stay at home, Shall, for my legacy, be sanctified

And pray God's blessing into o thy attempt: By the luckiest stars in heaven : and, would your Be gone to-morrow; and be sure of this, honour

What I can help thee to, thou shalt not miss. But give me leave to try success, I'd venture


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b To try success,-) Success here means the consequence, the issue. So in "Much Ado About Nothing," Act IV. Sc. 1:

And doubt not but success
Will fashion the event," &c.

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"In this sense," as Johnson remarks, "successo is employed in

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Flourish. Enter King, with divers young Lords, The gift doth stretch itself as 't is receivid,

taking leave for the Florentine war; BER- And is enough for both. TRAM, PAROLLES, and Attendants.


'Tis our hope, sir,

After well-entered soldiers, to return KING. Farewell, young lords," these warlike And find your grace in health. principles

KING. No, no, it cannot be, and yet my heart Do not throw from you and you, my lords, Will not confess he owes the malady farewell :

That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young lords ; Share the advice betwixt you ; if both gain all, Whether I live or die, be you the sons

Farewell, young lords,-) Thus the old copy. Many of the modern editors read, “Farewell, young lord," supposing there are only two French lords about to serve in Italy; but this is an error. There are " divers " young noblemen taking leave, and to

these the King first addresses himself; he then turns to the two lords who are the spokesmen in the scene, and bids them share in the advice just given to their young companions.

will stay

Of worthy Frenchmen : let higher Italy (1)


sword entrenched it: say to him, I live; (Those 'bated, that inherit but the fall

and observe his reports for me. Of the last monarchy) see that you come

2 LORD. We shall, noble captain. Not to woo honour, but to wed it ; when

Par. Mars dote on you for his novices ! [Exeunt The bravest questant shrinks, find what you seek, Lords.] What will you do? That fame may cry you loud : I say,

farewell. BER. Stay: the king2 LORD. Health, at your bidding, serve your Par. Use a more spacious ceremony to the majesty!

noble lords; you have restrained yourself within KING. Those girls of Italy, take heed of them; the list of too cold an adieu: be more expressive They say, our French lack language to deny, to them; for they wear themselves in the cap If they demand; beware of being captives, of the time; there, do muster true gait, eat, speak, Before you serve.

and move under the influence of the most received Вотн. Our hearts receive your warnings. star ; and though the devil lead the measure, such KING. Farewell.-Come hither to me.

are to be followed : after them, and take a more [The KING retires to a couch. dilated farewell. 1 LORD. O my sweet lord, that


BER. And I will do so. behind us !

PAR. Worthy fellows; and like to prove most
Par. 'T is not his fault, the spark.

sinewy sword-men.
0, 't is brave wars !

PAR. Most admirable; I have seen those wars.
BER. I am commanded here, and kept a coil

Enter LAFEU. with, Too young, and the next year, and 't is too early. LAF. Pardon, my lord, [Kneeling.] for me and PAR. Ăn thy mind stand to’t, boy, steal away

for my tidings. bravely.

KING. I'll sue thee to stand up. BER. I shall stay here the fore-horse to a smock, a LAF. Then here's a man stands, that has Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry,

brought his pardon.

[mercy, Till honour be bought up, and no sword worn, I would you had kneeld, my lord, to ask me But one to dance with !(2) By heaven, I'll steal And that, at my bidding, you could so stand up. away.

KING. I would I had; so I had broke thy pate, 1 Lord. There's honour in the theft.

And ask'd thee mercy for’t.

['t is thus; PAR. Commit it, count. LaF. Good faith, across : but,

my good lord, 2 LORD. I am your accessary; and so farewell. Will you be cur’d of your infirmity ?

BER. I grow to you, and our parting is a tor- KING. No. tured body.

LAF. O, will you eat no grapes, my royal fox ? 1 LORD. Farewell, captain.

Yes, but


will, my noble grapes,' an if 2 LORD. Sweet monsieur Parolles !

My royal fox could reach them: I have seen a Par. Noble heroes, my sword and youn's are

medicine, kin. Good sparks and lustrous, a word, good That's able to breathe life into a stone, metals. You shall find in the regiment of the Quicken a rock, and make


dance canary, Spinii, one captain Spurio, with his cicatrice, an

With sprightly fire and motion; whose simple touch emblem of war, here on his sinister cheek; it was Is powerful to araise king Pepin, nay,

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(*) First folio, his cicatrice with. a The fore-borse to a smock,-) The fore-horse of a team was gaily ornamented with tufts, and ribbons, and bells. Bertram complains that, bedizened like one of these animals, he will have to squire ladies at the court, instead of achieving honour in the wars. b Our parting is a tortured body.) As is understood :

"Our parting is as a tortured body." c I'll sue thee to stand up.] The old copy reads, “I'll see thee," &c. When any one kneels to a sovereign, it is to ask permission to stand in his presence. Thus, in "Richard 11." Act V. Sc. 3, Bolingbroke says

"Good aunt, stand up;" to which she answers,

"I do not sue to stand." Upon Lafeu prostrating himself, the afflicted king, mindful of his own debility, remarks,-"Instead of your begging permission of me to rise, I'll sue thee for the same grace;"-Lafeu immudiately responds,VOL. II.


(*) Old text, ye. I would you had kneel'd, my lord," &c. d Good faith, across :) Across, in reference to the sports of chivalry, in which, to break a spear across the body of an opponent was disgraceful, came to be used in derision when any pass of wit miscarried. Here however, we believe.Lafeu alludes rather to some game, where certain successes entitle the achiever to mark a cross.

Yes, but you will my noble granes,--] My in this passage has been changed in some modern editions to ay, but needlessly; we have only to read myemphatically, and the sense is obvious:

“O, will you eat no grapes ?. &c.

Yes, but you will, my noble grapes." 1 And make you dance canary,-) To what has already been said on the nature of this sprightly dance (see note (a), vol 1 p. 64), may be added, that the dancers accompanied their movements with castagnets: see Florio, who defines Chioppare "to clacke or snap, or phip, or click, or lirp with ones fingers, as they that dance the Canaries, or as some barbers."



To give great Charlemaine a pen in's hand, To empirics ; or to dissever so
And write to her a love-line.

Our great self and our credit, to esteem

What her is this? A senseless help, when help past sense we deem. LAF. Why, doctor she; my lord, there's one Hel. My duty then shall pay me for my pains arriv'd,

I will no more enforce mine office on you ; If you will see her,—now, by my faith and honour, Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts If seriously I may convey my thoughts

A modest one, to bear me back again. In this my light deliverance, I have spoke

KING. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd With one, that, in her sex, her years, profession,


[give, Wisdom, and constancy, hath amaz’d me more Thou thought'st to help me, and such thanks I Than I dare blame my weakness. Will you see her, As one near death to those that wish him live: (For that is her demand,) and know her business? But, what at full I know, thou know'st no part; That done, laugh well at me.

I knowing all my peril, thou no art. KING.

Now, good Lafeu, HEL. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, Bring in the admiration ; that we with thee Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy: May spend our wonder too, or take off thine, He that of greatest works is finisher, By wond'ring how thou took’st it.

Oft does them by the weakest minister: LAF.

Nay, I'll fit you, So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown, And not be all day neither. [Exit LAFEU.

When judges have been babes.(3) Great floods have King. Thus he his special nothing ever pro

flown logues.

From simple sources ; and great seas have dried,

When miracles have by the greatest been denied. Re-enter LAFEU ; HELENA following.

Oft expectation fails, and most oft there

Where most it promises ; and oft it hits, LAF. Nay, come your ways.

Where hope is coldest, and despair most fits.* KING.

This haste hath wings indeed. King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, LAF. Nay, come your ways ;

kind maid ; This is his majesty, say your mind to him : Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid : A traitor you do look like, but such traitors

Proffers, not took, reap thanks for their reward. His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle, HEL. Inspired merit so by breath is barr’d: That dare leave two together : fare you well. [Exit. It is not so with him that all things knows, KING. Now, fair one, does your business follow As 't is with us that square our guess by shows :

But most it is presumption in us, when HEL. Ay, my good lord. Gerard de Narbon

The help of heaven we count the act of men. was my father;

Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent ; In what he did profess, well found.

Of heaven, not me, make an experiment. KING.

I knew him.

I am not an impostor, that proclaim HEL. The rather will I spare my praises towards Myself against the level of mine aim,

But know I think, and think I know most sure, Knowing him, is enough. On's bed of death

My art is not past power, nor you past cure. Many receipts he gave me; chiefly one,

King. Art thou so confident? within what space Which, as the dearest issue of his practice, Hop'st thou my cure ? And of his old experience th' only darling,

HEL. The great'st grace lending grace, He bade me store up, as a triple eye,

Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring Safer than mine own two more dear: I have so;

Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring; And, hearing your high majesty is touch'd Ere twice in murk and occidental damp With that malignant cause, wherein the honour

Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his † sleepy lamp: Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power, Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass I come to tender it, and my appliance,

Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass ; With all bound humbleness.

What is infirm, from your sound parts shall fly, King.

We thank you, maiden ; Health shall live free, and sickness freely die. But may not be so credulous of cure,

King. Upon thy certainty and confidence, When our most learned doctors leave us; and

What dar'st thou venture ? The congregated college have concluded


Tax of impudence, That labouring art can never ransom nature

A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame,From her inaidable estate ; I say we must not Traduc'd by odious ballads; my maiden's name So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope, To prostitute our past-cure malady

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Sear'd otherwise; ne worse of worst extended, COUNT. To the court, why, what place make
With vilest torture let my life be ended. [speak you special, when you put off that with such con-

King. Methinks, in thee some blessed spirit doth tempt? But to the court!
His powerful sound, within an organ weak:

Clo. Truly, madam, if God have lent a man
And what impossibility would slay

any manners, he may easily put it off at court: he In common sense, sense saves another way. that cannot make a leg, put off's cap, kiss his Thy life is dear; for all that life can rate

hand, and say nothing, has neither leg, hands, lip, Worth name of life, in thee hath estimate; nor cap; and indeed, such a fellow, to say preYouth, beauty, wisdom, courage, all

cisely, were not for the court: but, for me, I have That happiness and prime can happy call :

an answer will serve all men. Thou this to hazard, needs must intimate

Count. Marry, that's a bountiful answer, that Skill infinite, or monstrous desperate.

fits all questions. Sweet practiser, thy physic I will try;

Clo. It is like a barber's chair, that fits all That ministers thine own death, if I die.

buttocks; the pin-buttock, the quatch-buttock, HEL. If I break time, or flinch in property the brawn-buttock, or any buttock. Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die ;

Count. Will your answer serve fit to all quesAnd well deserv'd. Not helping, death's my

tions ? But, if I help, what do you promise me?

Clo. As fit as ten groats is for the hand of an King. Make thy demand.

attorney, as your French crown for your taffata HEL.

But will you make it even ? punk, as Tib's rush for Tom's fore-finger, as a panKING. Ay, by my sceptre, and my hopes of cake for Shrove-Tuesday, a morris for May-day,(4) heaven.d

[hand, as the nail to his hole, the cuckold to his horn, as a HEL. Then shalt thou give me, with thy kingly scolding quean to a wrangling knave, as the nun’s What husband in thy power I will command: lip to the friar's mouth; nay, as the pudding to Exempted be from me the arrogance

his skin, To choose from forth the royal blood of France ; Count. Have you, I say, an answer of such My low and humble name to propagate

fitness for all questions? With any branch or image of thy state:

Clo. From below your duke, to beneath your But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know

constable, it will fit any question.
Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.

COUNT. It must be an answer of most monstrous
KING. Here is my hand; the premises observd, size, that must fit all demands.
Thy will by my performance shall be servd; Clo. But a trifle neither, in good faith, if the
So make the choice of thy own time, for I, learned should speak truth of it: here it is, and all
Thy resolv'd patient, on thee still rely.

that belongs to’t : ask me, if I am a courtier; it
More should I question thee, and more I must, shall do you no harm to learn.
Though, more to know, could not be more to trust ; Count. To be young again, if we could. I will
From whence thou cam’st, how tended on,—but rest be a fool in question, hoping to be the wiser by
Unquestion'd welcome, and undoubted blest.- your answer. I pray you, sir, are you a courtier?
Give me some help here, ho !- If thou proceed Clo. O Lord, sir ! o_There's a simple putting
As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed. off ;-more, more, a hundred of them.
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SCENE II.-Rousillon. A Room in the

Countess's Palace,

Enter COUNTESS and Clown.
Count. Come on, sir ; I shall now put you to
the height of your breeding.

Clo. I will show myself highly fed, and lowly
taught: I know my business is but to the court.

Cro. 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 war-
Count. You were lately whipped, sir, as I think.
Clo. O Lord, sir !—Spare not me.
Count. Do you cry, O Lord, sir, at your whip-

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a Ne worse of coorst extended,-) This is the lection of the old copy, and although unquestionably corrupt, it is not worse than the commentators' suggestions for its amendment. We should, perhaps, approach nearer to what the poet really wrote by treating ne and extended as palpable misprints, and reading :

and, worse of worst expended,

With vilest torture let my life be ended." b Impossibility-] That is, incredibility.

c But will you make it even !) That is, Will you equate it? Will you match it! See note (a), p. 11, of the present volume.

d And my hopes of heaven.) The old copy has help. The correction, which is due to Dr. Thirlby, seems called for both by the context and the rhyme. It is observable that much of this scene is in smooth, rhyming verses; it was a portion probably of the poet's first youthful conception, for we cannot divest ourselves of the impression that at a subsequent period of his career he rewrote a considerable part of this play.

O O Lord, sir!) The use of this expletive, which appears to have been thought the mode both in court and city, has been finely ridiculed by Jonson also. See “Every Man out of his Humour," Act III. Sc. 1, and passim.


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