¶La I pray you
sir, are you a Courtier?
865Clo O Lord
sir theres a
simple putting off: more,
¶more, a hundred of them.
¶La Sir I am a poore freind of yours, that loues you.
¶Clo O Lord
sir, thicke, thicke,
spare not me.
¶La I thinke
sir, you can eate none of this homely
¶Clo O Lord
sir; nay put me too't, I warrant you.
¶La You were lately whipt
sir as I thinke.
¶Clo O Lord
sir,
spare not me.
¶La Doe you crie O Lord
sir at your whipping, and
875spare not me? Indeed your O Lord
sir, is very
sequent
¶to your whipping: you would an
swere very well to a
¶whipping if you were but bound too't.
¶Clo I nere had wor
se lucke in my life in my O Lord
¶sir: I
see things may
serue long, but not
serue euer.
880La I play the noble hu
swife with the time, to enter-
¶taine it
so merrily with a foole.
¶Clo O Lord
sir, why there't
serues well agen.
¶La And end
sir to your bu
sine
sse: giue
Hellenthis,
¶And vrge her to a pre
sent an
swer backe,
885Commend me to my kin
smen, and my
sonne,
¶Clo Not much commendation to them.
¶La Not much imployement for you, you vnder-
890Clo Mo
st fruitfully, I am there, before my legges.
¶La Ha
st you agen.
Exeunt
¶Enter Count, Lafew, and Parolles
¶Ol. Laf They
say miracles are pa
st, and we haue our
¶Philo
sophicall per
sons, to make moderne and familiar
895things
supernaturall and cau
sele
sse. Hence is it, that we
¶make trifles of terrours, en
sconcing our
selues into
see-
¶ming knowledge, when we
should
submit our
selues to
¶Par Why 'tis the rare
st argument of wonder, that
900hath
shot out in our latter times.
¶Ol. Laf To be relinqui
sht of the Arti
sts.
¶Par So I
say both of
Galen and
Paracelsus
¶Ol. Laf Of all the learned and authenticke fellowes.
¶Ol. Laf That gaue him out incureable.
¶Par Why there 'tis,
so
say I too.
¶Ol. Laf Not to be help'd.
¶Par Right, as 'twere a man a
ssur'd of a------
910Ol. Laf Vncertaine life, and
sure death.
¶Par Iu
st, you
say well:
so would I haue
said.
¶Ol. Laf I may truly
say, it is a noueltie to the world.
¶Par It is indeede if you will haue it in
shewing, you
¶shall reade it in what do ye call there.
915Ol. Laf A
shewing of a heauenly effect in an earth-
¶Par That's it, I would haue
said, the verie
same.
¶Ol. Laf Why your Dolphin is not lu
stier: fore mee
920Par Nay 'tis
strange, 'tis very
straunge, that is the
¶breefe and the tedious of it, and he's of a mo
st facineri-
¶ous
spirit, that will not acknowledge it to be the
sh---
¶Ol.Laf Very hand of heauen.
925Ol.Laf In a mo
st weake---
¶Par And debile mini
ster great power, great tran-
¶cendence, which
should indeede giue vs a further v
se to
¶be made, then alone the recou'ry of the king, as to bee
¶Old Laf Generally thankfull.
930Enter King, Hellen, and attendants
¶Par I would haue
said it, you
say well: heere comes
¶Ol. Laf Lu
stique, as the Dutchman
saies: Ile like a
¶maide the Better whil'
st I haue a tooth in my head: why
935he's able to leade her a Carranto.
¶Par Mor du vinager is not this
Helen
¶Ol. Laf Fore God I thinke
so.
¶King Goe call before mee all the Lords in Court,
¶Sit my pre
seruer by thy patients
side,
940And with this healthfull hand who
se bani
sht
sence
¶Thou ha
st repeal'd, a
second time receyue
¶The confirmation of my promis'd guift,
¶Which but attends thy naming.
945Faire Maide
send forth thine eye, this youthfull parcell
¶Of Noble Batchellors,
stand at my be
stowing,
¶Ore whom both Soueraigne power, and fathers voice
¶I haue to v
se; thy franke election make,
¶Thou ha
st power to choo
se, and they none to for
sake.
950Hel To each of you, one faire and vertuous Mi
stris;
¶Fall when loue plea
se, marry to each but one.
¶Old Laf I'de giue bay curtall, and his furniture
¶My mouth no more were broken then the
se boyes,
¶And writ as little beard.
955King Peru
se them well:
¶Not one of tho
se, but had a Noble father.
¶She addresses her to a Lord
¶Hel Gentlemen, heauen hath through me, re
stor'd
960All We vnder
stand it, and thanke heauen for you.
¶Hel I am a
simple Maide, and therein wealthie
st
¶That I prote
st, I
simply am a Maide:
¶Plea
se it your Maie
stie, I haue done already:
¶The blu
shes in my cheekes thus whi
sper mee,
965We blu
sh that thou
should
st choo
se, but be refu
sed;
¶Let the white death
sit on thy cheeke for euer,
¶Wee'l nere come there againe.
¶King Make choi
se and
see,
¶Who
shuns thy loue,
shuns all his loue in mee.
970Hel Now
Dian from thy Altar do I fly,
¶And to imperiall loue, that God mo
st high
¶Do my
sighes
streame: Sir, wil you heare my
suite?
¶Hel Thankes
sir, all the re
st is mute.
975Ol. Laf I had rather be in this choi
se, then throw
¶Hel The honor
sir that flames in your faire eyes,
¶Before I
speake too threatningly replies:
¶Loue make your fortunes twentie times aboue
980Her that
so vvi
shes, and her humble loue.
¶2. Lo No better if you plea
se.
¶Which great loue grant, and
so I take my leaue.
¶Ol. Laf Do all they denie her? And they were
sons
985of mine, I'de haue them whip'd, or I would
send them
¶to'th Turke to make Eunuches of.
¶Hel Be not afraid that I your hand
should take,
¶Ile neuer do you wrong for your owne
sake:
¶Ble
ssing vpon your vowes, and in your bed
990Finde fairer fortune, if you euer wed.
¶Old Laf The
se boyes are boyes of Ice, they'le none
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