Internet Shakespeare Editions

Become a FriendSign in

About this text

  • Title: All's Well That Ends Well (Modern)
  • Editors: Andrew Griffin, Helen Ostovich
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-432-5

    Copyright Helen Ostovich and Andrew Griffin. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editors: Andrew Griffin, Helen Ostovich
    Not Peer Reviewed

    All's Well That Ends Well (Modern)

    [5.2]
    2640Enter Clown and Paroles.
    Paroles
    Good Master Lavatch, give my Lord Lafeu this letter. I have ere now, sir, been better known to you, when I have held familiarity with fresher clothes, but I am now, sir, muddied in Fortune's mood, and smell somewhat 2645strong of her strong displeasure.
    Clown
    Truly, Fortune's displeasure is but sluttish if it smell so strongly as thou speakst of: I will henceforth eat no fish of Fortune's butt'ring. Prithee allow the wind.
    2650Paroles
    Nay, you need not to stop your nose, sir. ; I spake but by a metaphor.
    Clown
    Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stink, I will stop my nose, or against any man's metaphor. Prithee get thee further.
    2655Paroles
    Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper.
    Clown
    Foh! Prithee stand away. A paper from Fortune's close-stool to give to a nobleman? Look, here he comes himself.
    Enter Lafeu.
    2660Lafeu
    Here is a purr of Fortune's, sir, or of Fortune's cat, but not a musk cat, that has fallen into the unclean fishpond of her displeasure, and, as he says, is muddied withal. Pray you, sir, use the carp as you may, for he looks like a poor, decayed, ingenious, foolish, rascally 2665knave. I do pity his distress in my smiles of comfort, and leave him to your lordship.
    [Exit.]
    Paroles
    My lord, I am a man whom Fortune hath cruelly scratched.
    Lafeu
    And what would you have me to do? 'Tis too 2670late to pare her nails now. Wherein have you played the knave with Fortune that she should scratch you, who of herself is a good lady and would not have knaves thrive long under her? There's a cardecu for you. [Giving him a coin] Let the justices make you and Fortune friends; I am for other 2675business.
    Paroles
    I beseech your honor to hear me one single word.
    Lafeu
    You beg a single penny more. Come, you shall ha't. Save your word. [Gives him another coin]
    2680Paroles
    My name, my good lord, is Paroles.
    Lafeu
    You beg more than word, then. Cox my passion! Give me your hand. How does your drum?
    Paroles
    Oh, my good lord, you were the first that found me.
    2685Lafeu
    Was I, in sooth? And I was the first that lost thee.
    Paroles
    It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in some grace, for you did bring me out.
    Lafeu
    Out upon thee, knave! Dost thou put upon me at once both the office of God and the devil? One brings 2690thee in grace, and the other brings thee out. [Trumpets sound.] The King's coming -- I know by his trumpets. Sirrah, inquire further after me. I had talk of you last night. Though you are a fool and a knave, you shall eat. Go to, follow.
    Paroles
    I praise God for you.
    [Exeunt.]