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All's Well That Ends Well (Folio 1, 1623)
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234All's Well that Ends Well
476The manie colour'd Iris rounds thine eye?
477------ Why, that you are my daughter?
478Hell That I am not.
480Hell Pardon Madam.
481The Count Rosillioncannot be my brother:
482I am from humble, he from honored name:
483No note vpon my Parents, his all noble,
484My Master, my deere Lord he is, and I
486He must not be my brother.
487Ol.Cou Nor I your Mother.
488Hell You are my mother Madam, would you were
489So that my Lord your sonne were not my brother,
490Indeede my mother, or were you both our mothers,
491I care no more for, then I doe for heauen,
493But I your daughter, he must be my brother.
494Old.Cou Yes Hellen you might be my daughter in law,
495God shield you meane it not, daughter and mother
503But tell me then 'tis so, for looke, thy cheekes
504Confesse it 'ton tooth to th' other, and thine eies
509If it be so, you haue wound a goodly clewe:
510If it be not, forsweare't how ere I charge thee,
511As heauen shall worke in me for thine auaile
512To tell me truelie.
513Hell Good Madam pardon me.
514Cou Do you loue my Sonne?
516Cou Loue you my Sonne?
517Hell Doe not you loue him Madam?
518Cou Goe not about; my loue hath in't a bond
521Haue to the full appeach'd.
523Here on my knee, before high heauen and you,
524That before you, and next vnto high heauen, I loue your
525 Sonne:
527Be not offended, for it hurts not him
528That he is lou'd of me; I follow him not
530Nor would I haue him, till I doe deserue him,
533Yet in this captious, and intemible Siue.
534I still poure in the waters of my loue
536Religious in mine error, I adore
537The Sunne that lookes vpon his worshipper,
538But knowes of him no more. My deerest Madam,
539Let not your hate incounter with my loue,
540For louing where you doe; but if your selfe,
541Whose aged honor cites a vertuous youth,
544Was both her selfe and loue, O then giue pittie
550To goe to Paris
551Hell Madam I had.
552Cou Wherefore? tell true.
557For generall soueraigntie: and that he wil'd me
561There is a remedie, approu'd, set downe,
563The King is render'd lost.
566Else Paris and the medicine, and the King,
567Had from the conuersation of my thoughts,
568Happily beene absent then.
569Cou But thinke you Hellen
571He would receiue it? He and his Phisitions
572Are of a minde, he, that they cannot helpe him:
573They, that they cannot helpe, how shall they credit
574A poore vnlearned Virgin, when the Schooles
576The danger to it selfe.
579Of his profession, that his good rec eipt,
583The well lost life of mine, on his Graces cure,
584By such a day, an houre.
586Hell I Madam knowingly.
588Meanes and attendants, and my louing greetings
590And praie Gods blessing into thy attempt:
591Begon to morrow, and be sure of this,
593Actus Secundus
594Enter the King with diuers yong Lords, taking leaue for
595the Florentine warre: Count, Rosse, and
596Parrolles. Florish Cornets
598Doe not throw from you, and you my Lords farewell:
599Share the aduice betwixt you, if both gaine, all
601And is enough for both.
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