2399sition of that lasciuious yong boy the Count, haue I run

2400into this danger: yet who would haue suspected an am-

2401bush where I was taken?

2402Int There is no remedy sir, but you must dye: the

2403Generall sayes, you that haue so traitorously discouerd

2404the secrets of your army, and made such pestifferous re-

2405ports of men very nobly held, can serue the world for

2406no honest vse: therefore you must dye. Come heades-

2407man, off with his head.

2408Par O Lord sir let me liue, or let me see my death.

2409Int That shall you, and take your leaue of all your

2410friends:

2411So, looke about you, know you any heere?

2412Count Good morrow noble Captaine.

2413Lo. E God blesse you Captaine Parolles

2414Cap. G God saue you noble Captaine.

2415Lo. E Captain, what greeting will you to my Lord

2416Lafew I am for France

2417Cap. G Good Captaine will you giue me a Copy of

2418the sonnet you writ to Dianain behalfe of the Count

2419Rossillion and I were not a verie Coward, I'de compell

2420it of you, but far you well. Exeunt

2421Int You are vndone Captaine all but your scarfe,

2422that has a knot on't yet.

2423Par Who cannot be crush'd with a plot?

2424Inter If you could finde out a Countrie where but

2425women were that had receiued so much shame, you

2426might begin an impudent Nation. Fare yee well sir, I

2427am for Francetoo, we shall speake of you there. Exit

2428Par Yet am I thankfull: if my heart were great

2429'Twould burst at this: Captaine Ile be no more,

2430But I will eate, and drinke, and sleepe as soft

2431As Captaine shall. Simply the thing I am

2432Shall make me liue: who knowes himselfe a braggart

2433Let him feare this; for it will come to passe,

2434That euery braggart shall be found an Asse.

2435Rust sword, coole blushes, and Parrollesliue

2436Safest in shame: being fool'd, by fool'rie thriue;

2437There's place and meanes for euery man aliue.

2438Ile after them. Exit

2440Hel That you may well perceiue I haue not

2441 wrong'd you,

2442One of the greatest in the Christian world

2443Shall be my suretie: for whose throne 'tis needfull

2444Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneele.

2445Time was, I did him a desired office

2446Deere almost as his life, which gratitude

2447Through flintie Tartars bosome would peepe forth,

2448And answer thankes. I duly am inform'd,

2449His grace is at Marcellae to which place

2450We haue conuenient conuoy: you must know

2451I am supposed dead, the Army breaking,

2452My husband hies him home, where heauen ayding,

2453And by the leaue of my good Lord the King,

2454Wee'l be before our welcome.

2455Wid Gentle Madam,

2456You neuer had a seruant to whose trust

2457Your busines was more welcome.

2458Hel Nor your Mistris

2459Euer a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour

2460To recompence your loue: Doubt not but heauen

2461Hath brought me vp to be your daughters dower,

2462As it hath fated her to be my motiue

2463And helper to a husband. But O strange men,

2464That can such sweet vse make of what they hate,

2465When sawcie trusting of the cosin'd thoughts

2466Defiles the pitchy night, so lust doth play

2467With what it loathes, for that which is away,

2468But more of this heereafter: you Diana

2469Vnder my poore instructions yet must suffer

2470Something in my behalfe.

2471Dia Let death and honestie

2472Go with your impositions, I am yours

2473Vpon your will to suffer.

2474Hel Yet I pray you:

2475But with the word the time will bring on summer,

2476When Briars shall haue leaues as well as thornes,

2477And be as sweet as sharpe: we must away,

2478Our Wagon is prepar'd, and time reuiues vs,

2479All's well that ends well, still the fines the Crowne;

2480What ere the course, the end is the renowne. Exeunt

2482Laf No, no, no, your sonne was misled with a snipt

2483taffata fellow there, whose villanous saffron wold haue

2484made all the vnbak'd and dowy youth of a nation in his

2485colour: your daughter-in-law had beene aliue at this

2486houre, and your sonne heere at home, more aduanc'd

2487by the King, then by that red-tail'd humble Bee I speak

2488of.

2489La I would I had not knowne him, it was the death

2490of the most vertuous gentlewoman, that euer Nature

2491had praise for creating. If she had pertaken of my flesh

2492and cost mee the deerest groanes of a mother, I could

2493not haue owed her a more rooted loue.

2494Laf Twas a good Lady, 'twas a good Lady. Wee

2495may picke a thousand sallets ere wee light on such ano-

2496ther hearbe.

2497Clo Indeed sir she was the sweete Margerom of the

2498sallet, or rather the hearbe of grace.

2499Laf They are not hearbes you knaue, they are nose-

2500hearbes.

2501Clowne I am no great Nabuchadnezarsir, I haue not

2502much skill in grace.

2503Laf Whether doest thou professe thy selfe, a knaue

2504or a foole?

2505Clo A foole sir at a womans seruice, and a knaue at a

2506mans.

2507Laf Your distinction.

2508Clo I would cousen the man of his wife, and do his

2509seruice.

2510Laf So you were a knaue at his seruice indeed.

2511Clo And I would giue his wife my bauble sir to doe

2512her seruice.

2513Laf I will subscribe for thee, thou art both knaue

2514and foole.

2515Clo At your seruice.

2516Laf No, no, no.

2517Clo Why sir, if I cannot serue you, I can serue as

2518great a prince as you are.

2519Laf Whose that, a Frenchman?

2520Clo Faith sir a has an English maine, but his fisno-

2521mie is more hotter in France then there.

2522Laf What prince is that?

2523Clo The blacke prince sir, alias the prince of darke-

2524nesse, alias the diuell.

2525Laf Hold thee there's my purse, I giue thee not this

2526to suggest thee from thy master thou talk'st off, serue

2527him still.