Internet Shakespeare Editions

Author: William Shakespeare
Editors: Andrew Griffin, Helen Ostovich
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All's Well That Ends Well (Folio 1, 1623)


2640
Enter Clowne and Parrolles
Par Good CMC Lauatchgiu e my Lord Lafewthis let-
ter, I haue ere now sir beene better knowne to you, when
I haue held familiaritie with fresher cloathes: but I am
now sir muddied in fortunes mood, and smell somewhat
2645strong of her strong displeasure.
Clo Truely, Fortunes displeasure is but sluttish if it
smell so strongly as thou speak'st of: I will hencefoorth
eate no Fish of Fortunes butt'ring. Prethee alow the
winde.
2650Par Nay you neede not to stop your nose sir: I spake
but by a Metaphor.
Clo Indeed sir, if your Metaphor stinke, I will stop
my nose, or against any mans Metaphor. Prethe get thee
further.
2655Par Pray you sir deliuer me this paper.
Clo Foh, prethee stand away: a paper from fortunes
close-stoole, to giue to a Nobleman. Looke heere he
comes himselfe.
Enter Lafew
2660Clo Heere is a purre of Fortunes sir, or of Fortunes
Cat, but not a Muscat, that ha's falne into the vncleane
fish-pond of her displeasure, and as he sayes is muddied
withall. Pray you sir, vse the Carpe as you may, for he
lookes like a poore decayed, ingenious, foolish, rascally
2665knaue. I doe pittie his distresse in my smiles of comfort,
and leaue him to your Lordship.
Par My Lord I am a man whom fortune hath cruel-
ly scratch'd.
Laf And what would you haue me to doe? 'Tis too
2670late to paire her nailes now. Wherein haue you played
the knaue with fortune that she should scratch you, who
of her selfe is a good Lady, and would not haue knaues
thriue long vnder? There's a Cardecue for you: Let the
Iustices make you and fortune friends; I am for other
2675businesse.
Par I beseech your honour to heare mee one single
word,
Laf you begge a single peny more: Come you shall
ha't, saue your word.
2680Par My name my good Lord is Parrolles
Laf You begge more then word then. Cox my pas-
sion, giue me your hand: How does your drumme?
Par O my good Lord, you were the first that found
mee.
2685Laf Was I insooth? And I was the first that lost thee.
Par It lies in you my Lord to bring me in some grace
for you did bring me out.
Laf Out vpon thee knaue, doest thou put vpon mee
at once both the office of God and the diuel: one brings
2690thee in grace, and the other brings thee out. The Kings
comming I know by his Trumpets. Sirrah, inquire fur-
ther after me, I had talke of you last night, though you
are a foole and a knaue, you shall eate, go too, follow.
Par I praise God for you.