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according as marriage binds, and blood breaks: Duke s. If diere te truth in sight, you are my A voor virgin, sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine

daughter. uwn; a poor humour of mine, sir, to take that that Orl. If there be truth in sight, you are my no man else will: Rich honesty dwells like a miser,

Rosalind. sir, in a poor-house; as your pearl, in your foul Phe. If sight and shape be true, oyster.

Why then, - my love adieu ! Duke s. By my faith, he is very swift and sen- Ros. I'll have no father, if you be not he: --tentious.

[T. DUKE S. Touch. According to the fool's bolt, sir, and I'll have no husband, if you be not he: such dulcet diseases.

[To ORLANDO. Jaq. But for the seveifth cause; how did you Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she. find the quarrel on the seventh cause ?

[To Pner. Touch. Upon a lie seven times removed; Bear Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion. your body more seeming, Audrey : as thus, sir.

'Tis I must make conclusion I did dislike the cut of a certain courtier's beard ;

Of these most strange events : he sent me word, if I said his beard was not cut well,

Here's eight that must take hands, he was in the mind it was : This is called the Retort

To join in Hymen's bands, courteous. If I sent him word again, it was not

If truth holds true contents. well cut, he would send me word, he cut it to please You and you no cross shall part : himself: this is called the Quip modest. If again,

[T. ORLANDO and Rosalinn. it was not well cut, he disabled my judgment : You and you are heart in heart : This is call’d the Reply churlish. If again, it was

[To Oliver and Celia, not well cut, he would answer, I spake not true : You (to PHEBE] to his love must accord, This is call'd the Reproof valiant. If again, it was Or have a woman to your lord :not well cut, he would say I lie. This is call’d the You and you are sure together, Countercheck quarrelsome: and so to the Lie circum

[To Touchstone and AUDRIT. stantial, and the Lie direct.

As the winter to foul weather. Jaq. And how oft did you say, his beard was not Whiles a wedlock hymn we sing, well cut?

Feed yourselves with questioning ; Touch. I durst go no further than the Lie circum- That reason wonder may diminish, stantial, nor he durst not give me the Lie direct ; How thus we met, and these things finish. and so we measured swords, and parted. Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees

SONG. of the lie?

Wedding is great Juno's crown ; Touch. O, sir, we quarrel in print, by the book :

O blessed bond of board and bed ! as you have books for good manners : I will name

'Tis Hymien peoples every town; you the degrees. The first, the Retort courteous;

High wedlock then be honoured : the second the Quip modest; the third, the Reply

Honour, high honour and renown, churlish; the fourth, the Reproof valiant; the fifth,

To Hymen, god of every town! the Countercheck quarrelsome: the sixth, the Lie with circumstance; the seventh, the Lie direct. All Duke S. O my dear niece, welcome thou art to these you may avoid, but the lie direct; and you may avoid that too, with an If. I knew when seven Even daughter, welcome in no less degree. justices could not take up a quarrel ; but when the Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine ; parties were met themselves, one of them thought Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine. but of an If, as, If you said so, then I said so;

[To Silvius. And they shook hands, and swore brothers. Your

Enter JAQUES DE Bois.
If is the only peace-maker; much virtue in If.
Jaq. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord ? he's as

Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word or good at any thing, and yet a fool.

two; Duke s. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, I am the second son of old sir Rowland, and under the presentation of that, he shoots his wit.

That bring these tidings to this fair assembly :

Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day
Enter Hymen, leading Rosalind in woman's Men of great worth resorted to this forest,

clothes ;
and CELIA.

Address'd a mighty power ; which were on foot,

In his own conduct, purposely to take
Still Musick.

His brother here, and put him to the sword :

And to the skirts of this wild wood he came;
Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven,

Where, meeting with an old religious man,
When earthly things made even
Atone together.

After some question with him, was converted

Both
Good duke, receive thy daughter,

om his enterprize, and from the world : Hymen from heaven brought her,

His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother,

And all their lands restor'd to them again
Yea, brought her hither ;

That were with him exil'd : This to be true,
That thou might'st join her hand with his,
Whose heart within her bosom is.

I do engage my life.
Duke S.

Welcome, young man ; Ros. To you I give myself, for I am yours. Thou offer'st fairly to thy brother's wedding :

(To DUKE S. To one, his lands with-held : and to the other, To you I give myself, for I am yours.

A land itself at large, a potent dukedom. (To ORLANDO. | First, in this forest, let us do those ends

me ;

That here were well begun, and well begot: You [10 ORLANDO) to a love, that your true faith And after, every of this happy number,

doth merit:That have endur'd shrewd days and nights with us, You [10 Oliver) to your land, and love, and great Shall share the good of our returned fortune,

allies :According to the measure of their states.

You [10 Silvius] to a long and well deserved Meantime, forget this new-fall'n diguity,

bed:And fall into our rustick revelry :

And you (to Touchstone] to wrangling; for thy Play, musick -- and you brides and bridegrooms all,

loving voyage With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures fall. Is but for two months victual'd: — So to your plea

Jaq. Sir, by your patience; if I heard you rightly, The duke hath put on a religious life,

I am for other than for dancing measures. And thrown into neglect the poinpous court ?

Duke S. Stay, Jaques, stay. Jaq. de B. He hath.

Jaq. To see no pastime, I : what you would have Jaq. To him will I: out of these convertites I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. (Erit. There is much matter to be heard and learn'd. - Duke s. Proceed, proceed : we will begin these You to your formor honour I bequeath;

rites,

(To Duke S. And we do trust they'll end, in true delights. Your patience, and your virtue, well deserves it :

[A dance.

sures;

EPILOGUE.

Ros. It is not the fashion to see the lady the women, for the love you bear to men, to like as epilogue: but it is no more unhandsome, than to much of this play as please them : and so I charge see the lord the prologue. If it be true, that good you, O men, for the love you bear to women, (as I wine needs no bush, 'tis true, that a good play needs perceive by your simpering, none of you hate them,) no epilogue : Yet to good wine they do use good that between you and the women, the play may bushes; and good plays prove the better by the help please. If I were a woman, I would kiss as many of good epilogues. What a case am I in then, of you as had beards that pleased me, complexions that am neither a good epilogue, nor cannot insinu- that liked me, and breaths that I defied not ; and, ate with you in the behalf of a good play? I am I am sure, as many as have good beards, or good not furnished like a beggar, therefore to beg will faces, or sweet breaths, will, for my kind offer, not become me : my way is, to conjure you; and when I make curt'sy, bid me farewell. (Eseunt. T'll begin with the women. I charge you, O

ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

KING OF FRANCE.
DUKE OF FLORENCE.
BERTRAM, Count of Rousillon.
LAFEU, an old lord.

of

COUNTESS OF Rousillon, mother to Bertram.
HELENA, a gentlewoman protected by the Countess.
An old Widow of Florence.
Diana, daughter to the Widow.

,

Several young French Lords, that serve with Ber- MARENNA, } neighbours and friends to the Widow.

tram in the Florentine war.

Steward;}

servants to the Countess of Rousillon.

Clown,
A Page.

Lords, attending on the King ; Officers, Soldiers, f

French and Florentine.

SCENE, - partly en France, and partly in Tuscany

ACT I.

SCENE I. – Rousillon. A Room in the Coun- | and it was his great right to be so: Gerard de tess's Palace.

Narbon. Enter BERTRAM, the COUNTESS OF Rousillon,

Laf. He was excellent, indeed, madam ; the HELENA, and LAFEU, in mourning.

king very lately spoke of him, admiringly, and

mourningly: he was skilful enough to have lived Count. In delivering my son from me, I bury a still, if knowledge could be set up against morsecond husband.

tality. Ber. And I, in going, madam, weep o'er my fa- Ber. What is it, my good lord, the king lanther's death anew : but I must attend his majesty's guishes of ? command, to whom I am now in ward, evermore Laf. A fistula, my lord. in subjection.

Ber. I heard not of it before. Laf. You shall find of the king a husband, ma- Laf. I would it were not notorious. Was this dam ;-you, sir, a father : He that so generally is at gentlewoman the daughter of Gerard de Narbon? all times good, must of necessity hold his virtue to Count. His sole child, my lord; and bequeathed you ; whose worthiness would stir it up where it to my overlooking. I have those hopes of her good, wanted, rather than lack it where there is such that her education promises ; her dispositions she abundance.

inherits, which make fair gifts fairer; for where an Count. What hope is there of his majesty's unclean mind carries virtuous qualities, there comamendment ?

mendations go with pity, they are virtues and traiLaf. He hath abandoned his physicians, madam ; tors too; in her they are the better for their simpleunder whose practices he hath persecuted time with ness; she derives her honesty, and achieves her hope ; and finds no other advantage in the process goodness. but only the losing of hope by time.

Laf. Your commendations, madam, get from her Count. This young gentlewoman had a father, tears. (0, that had ! how sad a passage 'tis !) whose skill Count. 'Tis the best brine a maiden can season was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched her praise in. The remembrance of her father so far, would have made nature immortal, and never approaches her heart, but the tyranny of her death should have play for lack of work. 'Would, sorrows takes all livelihood from her cheek. No for the king's sake, he were living ! I think it would more of this, Helena, go to, no more ; lest ii be rabe the death of the king's disease.

ther thought you affect a sorrow, than to have. Laf. How called you the man, you speak of, Hel. I do affect a sorrow, indeed, but I have it too. madam ?

Laf. Moderate lamentation is the right of the Count. He was famous, sir, in his profession, | dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living.

Count. If the living be enemy to the grief, the Par. There is none; man, sitting down befoca excess makes it soon mortal.

you, will undermine you, and blow you up. Rer. Madam, I desire your holy wishes.

Hel. Bless our poor virginity from underminers, Laf. How understand we that?

and blowers up!- Is there no military policy, how Count. Be thou blest, Bertram ! and succeed thy virgins might blow up men ? father

Par. Virginity, being blown down, man will In manners, as in shape! thy blood, and virtue, quicklier be blown up: marry, in blowing him down Contend for empire in thee; and thy goodness again, with the breach yourselves made, you lose Share with thy birth-right! Love all, trust a few, your city. It is not politick in the commonwealth of Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy nature, to preserve virginity. Loss of virginity is Rather in power than use; and keep thy friend rational increase ; and there was never virgin got, Under thy own life's key : be check'd for silence; till virginity was first lost. That, you were made of, But never tax'd for speech.

What heaven more is metal to make virgins. Virginity, by being once will,

lost, may be ten times found; by being ever kept, That thee may furnish, and my prayers pluck down, it is ever lost : 'tis too cold a companion; away Fall on thy head! Farewell. – My lord,

with it. 'Tis an unseason'd courtier ; good my lord,

Hel. I will stand for't a little, though therefore I Advise him.

die a virgin. Laf. He cannot want the best

Par. There's little can be said in't ; 'tis against That shall attend his love.

the rule of nature. To speak on the part of virCount. Heaven bless him! Farewell, Bertram. ginity, is to accuse your mothers; which is most in

[Erit Countess. fallible disobedience. He, that hangs himself, is a Ber. The best wishes, that can be forged in your virgin : virginity murders itself; and should be thoughts, [to Helena.] be servants to you! Be buried in highways, out of all sanctified limit, as a comfortable to my mother, your mistress, and make desperate offendress against nature. Virginity breeds much of her.

mites, much like a cheese ; consumes itself to the Laf. Farewell, pretty lady: You must hold the cre- very paring, and so dies with feeding his own stodit of your father. [Ereunt Bertram and LAFEU. mach. Besides, virginity is peevish, proud, idle, Ilel. O, were that all! - I think not on my made of self-love, which is the most inhibited sin father;

in the canon.

Keep it not ; you cannot choose but And these great tears grace his remembrance more lose by't: Out with’t: within ten years it will make Than those I shed for him. What was he like? itself ten, which is a goodly increase ; and the prinI have forgot him : my imagination

cipal itself not much the worse: Away with't. Carries no favour in it, but Bertram's.

Hel. How might one do, sir, to lose it to her I am undone ; there is no living, none,

own liking ? If Bertram be away. It were all one,

Par. Let me see: Marry, ill, to like him that That I should love a bright particular star,

ne'er it likes. 'Tis a commodity will lose the gloss And think to wed it, he is so above me :

with lying; the longer kept, the less worth : off In his bright radiance and collateral light

with’t, while 'tis vendible : answer the time of reMust I be comforted, not in his sphere.

quest. Virginity, like an old courtier, wears her The ambition in my love thus plagues itself: cap out of fashion ; richly suited, but unsuitable : The hind, that would be mated by the lion, just like the brooch and tooth-pick, which wear not Must die for love. 'Twas pretty, though a plague, now: Your date is better in your pie and your porTo see him every hour; to sit and draw

ridge, than in your cheek : And your virginity, His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls, your old virginity, is like one of our French wiIn our heart's table; heart, too capable

thered pears; it looks ill, it eats dryly; marry, 'tis a Of every line and trick of his sweet favour: withered pear; it was formerly better ; marry, yet, But now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy 'tis a withered pear: Will you any thing with it? Must sanctify his relicks. Who comes here?

Hel. Not my virginity yet.

There shall your master have a thousand loves,
Enter PAROLLES.

A mother, and a mistress, and a friend,
One that goes with him: I love him for his sake; A phænix, captain, and an enemy,
I know him a notorious liar,

A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign,
Think him a great way fool, solely a coward ; A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear;
Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him,

His humble ambition, proud humility,
That they take place, when virtue's steely bones His jarring concord, and his discord dulcet,
Look bleak in the cold wind: withal, full oft we see His faith, his sweet disaster ; with a world
Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly.

Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms,
Par. Save you, fair queen.

That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall he Hel. And you, monarch.

I know not what he shall : - God send him well!. Par. No.

The court's a learning-place;

and he is one Hel. And no.

Par. What one, i'faith? Par. Are you meditating on virginity ?

Hel. That I wish well. - 'Tis pity Hel. Ay. You have some stain of soldier in you ; Par. What's pity ? let me ask you a question : Man is enemy to vir- Hel. That wishing well had not a body in't, ginity; how may we barricado it against him? Which might be felt : that we, the poorer born, Par. Keep him out.

Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes, Hel. But he assails ; and our virginity, though | Might with effects of them follow our friends, valiant in the defence, yet is weak: unfold to us And show what we alone must think; which neve? some warlike resistance.

Returns us thanks,

And yet.

so ?

Enter a Page.

2 Lord.

It may well serve
Page. Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls for

A nursery to our gentry, who are sick
you.
[Erit Page.

For breathing and exploit.
Par. Little Helen, farewell : if I can remember

King.

What's he comes here? thee, I will think of thee at court.

Enter BertRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES. Hel. Monsieur Parolles, you were born under a charitable star.

1 Lord. It is the count Rousillon, my good lorul, Par. Under Mars, I.

Young Bertram. Hel. I especially think, under Mars.

K’ing. Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face; Par. Why under Mars?

Frank nature, rather curious than in haste, Hel . The wars have so kept you under, that you May'st thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris.

Hath well compos'd thee. Thy father's moral parts must needs be born under Mars. Par. When he was predominant.

Ber. My thanks and duty are your majesty's. He. When he was retrograde, I think, rather.

King. I would I had that corporal soundness Par. Why think

now, you Hel. You go so much backward, when you fight.

As when thy father, and myself, in friendship Par. That's for advantage.

First try'd our soldiership! He did look far Hel. So is running away, when fear proposes the Into the service of the time, and was safety: But the composition, that your valour and Discipled of the bravest : he lasted long; fear makes in you, is a virtue of a good wing, and I

But on us both did haggish age steal on, like the wear well.

And wore us out of act. It much repairs me Par. I am so full of businesses, I cannot answer

To talk of your good father : In his youth thee acutely: I will return perfect courtier ; in the

He had the wit, which I can well observe which, my instruction shall serve to naturalize thee, To-day in our young lords ; but they may jest, so thou wilt be capable of a courtier's counsel, and

Till their own scorn return to them unnoted, understand what advice shall thrust upon thee ; else

Ere they can hide their levity in honour. thou diest in thine unthankfulness, and thine igno- | Were in his pride or sharpness ; if they were,

So like a courtier, contempt nor bitterness rance makes thee away: farewell. When thou hast leisure, say thy prayers; when thou hast none, re

His equal had awak'd them; and his honour, member thy friends : get thee a good husband, and

Clock to itself, knew the true minute when use him as he uses thee: so farewell. [Erit.

Exception bid him speak, and, at this time, Hel. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie,

His tongue obey'd his hand : who were below him Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky

He us'd as creatures of another place; Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull

And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks, Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull.

Making them proud of his humility, it, which mounts my love so high ;

In their poor praise he humbled : Such a man That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye ?

Might be a copy to these younger times; The mightiest space in fortune nature brings

Which, follow'd well, would demonstrate them now, To join like likes, and kiss like native things.

But goers backward.

Ber. Impossible be strange attempts, to those

His good remembrance, sir, That weigh their pains in sense; and dr suppose,

Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb; What hath been cannot be : Who ever strove

So in approof lives not his epitaph, To show her merit, that did miss her love?

As in your royal speech. The king's disease — my project may deceive me.

King. 'Would, I were with him? He would alBut my intents are fix'd, and will not leave me.

ways say, (Exit. (Methinks, I hear him now: his plausive words

He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them, SCENE II. - Paris. A Room in the King's To grow there, and to bear,) - Let me not linPalace.

Thus his good melancholy oft began,

On the catastrophe and heel of pastime, Flourish of cornets.

Enter the King of France, when it was out, – let me not live, quoth he, with letters; Lords and others attending.

After my flame lacks oil, to be the snuff King. The Florentines and Senoys are by the ears; of younger spirits, whose apprehensive senses Have fought with equal fortune, and continue All but new things disdain ; whose judgments are A braving war.

Mere fathers of their garments ; whose constancies 1 Lord. So 'tis reported, sir,

Expire before their fashions :

This he wish'd : King. Nay, 'tis most credible; we here receive it I, after him, do after him wish too, A certainty, vouch'd from our cousin Austria, Since I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home, With caution, that the Florentine will move us I quickly were dissolved from my hive, For speedy aid ; wherein our dearest friend

To give some labourers room. Prejudicates the business; and would seem

2 Lord.

You are lov’d, sir : To have us make denial.

They, that least lend it you, shall lack you first. I Lord.

His love and wisdom, King. I fill a place, I know't. - How long is't, Approv'd so to your majesty, may plead

count For amplest credence.

Since the physician at your father's died ? king.

He hath arm'd our arswer, He was much fam’d. And Florence is denied before he comes :

Ber.

Some six months since, my lord, Yet, for our gentlemen, that mean to see

King. If he were living, I would try him yet ;-The Tuscan service, freely have they love

Lend me an arm; the rest have worn me out To stand on either part,

With several applications : — nature and sickness

What power

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