All's Well That Ends Well (Folio 1, 1623)
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2140he had set this counterfeit.
¶Cap. E We will not meddle with him till he come;
¶Warres?
2145Cap. E I heare there is an ouerture of peace.
¶trauaile higher, or returne againe into France?
¶Cap. G I perceiue by this demand, you are not alto-
2150gether of his councell.
¶deale of his act.
¶from his house, her pretence is a pilgrimage to Saint Ia-
2155ques le grand; which holy vndertaking, with most au-
¶greefe: in fine, made a groane of her last breath, & now
¶which makes her storie true, euen to the poynt of her
¶death: her death it selfe, which could not be her office
¶to say, is come: was faithfully confirm'd by the Rector
2165of the place.
¶Cap. E Hath the Count all this intelligence?
¶Cap. G I, and the particular confirmations, point
¶from point, to the full arming of the veritie.
2170this.
¶drowne our gaine in teares, the great dignitie that his
2175valour hath here acquir'd for him, shall at home be en-
¶countred with a shame as ample.
¶Cap. G The webbe of our life, is of a mingled yarne,
¶good and ill together: our vertues would bee proud, if
¶our faults whipt them not, and our crimes would dis-
2180paire if they were not cherish'd by our vertues.
¶
Enter a Messenger
¶How now? Where's your master?
2185morning for France. The Duke hath offered him Let-
¶ters of commendations to the King.
¶if they were more then they can commend.
¶
Enter Count Rossillion
¶i'st not after midnight?
2195haue congied with the Duke, done my adieu with his
¶neerest; buried a wife, mourn'd for her, writ to my La-
¶die mother, I am returning, entertain'd my Conuoy, &
2200not ended yet.
¶morning your departure hence, it requires hast of your
¶Lordship.
2205to heare of it hereafter: but shall we haue this dialogue
¶betweene the Foole and the Soldiour. Come, bring
¶forth this counterfet module, ha's deceiu'd mee, like a
¶double-meaning Prophesier.
2210poore gallant knaue.
¶and what thinke you he hath confest?
2220Ber Nothing of me, ha's a?
¶to his face, if your Lordshippe be in't, as I beleeue you
¶are, you must haue the patience to heare it.
¶
Enter Parolles with his Interpreter
¶without em.
¶Cap Boblibindo chicurmurco
¶Int You are a mercifull Generall: Our Generall
¶Par And truly, as I hope to liue.
¶manders verie poore rogues, vpon my reputation and
¶credit, and as I hope to liue.
¶Par Do, Ile take the Sacrament on't, how & which
2245way you will: all's one to him.
¶that had the whole theoricke of warre in the knot of his
¶his sword cleane, nor beleeue he can haue euerie thing
¶in him, by wearing his apparrell neatly.
¶Cap. G He's very neere the truth in this.
¶Ber But I con him no thankes for't in the nature he
¶deliuers it.
¶Rogues are maruailous poore.
2265foot. What say you to that?
¶houre, I will tell true. Let me see, Spurioa hundred &
fiftie
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