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All's Well That Ends Well (Folio 1, 1623)
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892Enter Count, Lafew, and Parolles
898an vnknowne feare.
900hath shot out in our latter times.
904Ol. Laf Of all the learned and authenticke fellowes.
906Ol. Laf That gaue him out incureable.
908Ol. Laf Not to be help'd.
914shall reade it in what do ye call there.
916ly Actor.
922ous spirit, that will not acknowledge it to be the---
923Ol.Laf Very hand of heauen.
928be made, then alone the recou'ry of the king, as to bee
929Old Laf Generally thankfull.
930Enter King, Hellen, and attendants
932the King.
934maide the Better whil'st I haue a tooth in my head: why
935he's able to leade her a Carranto.
936Par Mor du vinager is not this Helen
938King Goe call before mee all the Lords in Court,
942The confirmation of my promis'd guift,
943Which but attends thy naming.
944Enter 3 or 4 Lords
945Faire Maide send forth thine eye, this youthfull parcell
947Ore whom both Soueraigne power, and fathers voice
951Fall when loue please, marry to each but one.
952Old Laf I'de giue bay curtall, and his furniture
953My mouth no more were broken then these boyes,
954And writ as little beard.
956Not one of those, but had a Noble father.
957She addresses her to a Lord
959the king to health.
966Let the white death sit on thy cheeke for euer,
967Wee'l nere come there againe.
971And to imperiall loue, that God most high
9731. Lo And grant it.
976Ames-ace for my life.
978Before I speake too threatningly replies:
979Loue make your fortunes twentie times aboue
983Which great loue grant, and so I take my leaue.
985of mine, I'de haue them whip'd, or I would send them
986to'th Turke to make Eunuches of.
988Ile neuer do you wrong for your owne sake:
989Blessing vpon your vowes, and in your bed
990Finde fairer fortune, if you euer wed.
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993French nere got em.
994La You are too young, too happie, and too good
999of fourteene: I haue knowne thee already.
1002Into your guiding power: This is the man.
1004wife.
1007The helpe of mine owne eies.
1009done for mee?
1010Ber Yes my good Lord, but neuer hope to know
1011why I should marrie her.
1013ly bed.
1014Ber But followes it my Lord, to bring me downe
1016Shee had her breeding at my fathers charge:
1018Rather corrupt me euer.
1020I can build vp: strange is it that our bloods
1021Of colour, waight, and heat, pour'd all together,
1026Of vertue for the name: but doe not so:
1027From lowest place, whence vertuous things proceed,
1028The place is dignified by th' doers deede.
1029Where great additions swell's, and vertue none,
1030It is a dropsied honour. Good alone,
1032The propertie by what is is, should go,
1033Not by the title. Shee is young, wise, faire,
1036Which challenges it selfe as honours borne,
1037And is not like the sire: Honours thriue,
1038When rather from our acts we them deriue
1039Then our fore-goers: the meere words, a slaue
1040Debosh'd on euerie tombe, on euerie graue:
1041A lying Trophee, and as oft is dumbe,
1042Where dust, and damn'd obliuion is the Tombe.
1044If thou canst like this creature, as a maide,
1046Is her owne dower: Honour and wealth, from mee.
1049to choose.
1051Let the rest go.
1053I must produce my power. Heere, take her hand,
1054Proud scornfull boy, vnworthie this good gift,
1058Shall weigh thee to the beame: That wilt not know,
1059It is in Vs to plant thine Honour, where
1060We please to haue it grow. Checke thy contempt:
1061Obey Our will, which trauailes in thy good:
1063Do thine owne fortunes that obedient right
1064Which both thy dutie owes, and Our power claimes,
1065Or I will throw thee from my care for euer
1067Of youth and ignorance: both my reuenge and hate
1069Without all termes of pittie. Speake, thine answer.
1071My fancie to your eies, when I consider
1072What great creation, and what dole of honour
1076Is as 'twere borne so.
1077King Take her by the hand,
1079A counterpoize: If not to thy estate,
1080A ballance more repleat.
1081Ber I take her hand.
1082Kin Good fortune, and the fauour of the King
1084Shall seeme expedient on the now borne briefe,
1086Shall more attend vpon the coming space,
1089Parolles and Lafew stay behind, commen-
1090ting of this wedding
1094cantation.
1100Par To any Count, to all Counts: to what is man.
1102another stile.
1104too old.
1106title age cannot bring thee.
1107Par What I dare too well do, I dare not do.
1108Laf I did thinke thee for two ordinaries: to bee a
1112leeuing thee a vessell of too great a burthen. I haue now
1113found thee, when I loose thee againe, I care not: yet art
1114thou good for nothing but taking vp, and that th'ourt
1115scarce worth.
1117on thee.
1119thou hasten thy triall: which if, Lord haue mercie on
1120thee for a hen, so my good window of Lettice fare thee
1121well, thy casement I neede not open, for I look through
1122thee. Giue me thy hand.
Laf
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1124Laf I with all my heart, and thou art worthy of it.
1126Laf Yes good faith, eu'ry dramme of it, and I will
1127not bate thee a scruple.
1133quaintance with thee, or rather my knowledge, that I
1134may say in the default, he is a man I know.
1136on.
1138poore doing eternall: for doing I am past, as I will by
1139thee, in what motion age will giue me leaue. Exit
1142be patient, there is no fettering of authority. Ile beate
1143him (by my life) if I can meete him with any conueni-
1144ence, and he were double and double a Lord. Ile haue
1145no more pittie of his age then I would haue of------ Ile
1146beate him, and if I could but meet him agen.
1147Enter Lafew
1149newes for you: you haue a new Mistris.
1153Laf Who? God.
1159if I were but two houres yonger, I'de beate thee: mee-
1161beate thee: I thinke thou wast created for men to breath
1162themselues vpon thee.
1165a kernell out of a Pomgranat, you are a vagabond, and
1166no true traueller: you are more sawcie with Lordes and
1168birth and vertue giues you Heraldry. You are not worth
1169another word, else I'de call you knaue. I leaue you.
1170Exit
1171Enter Count Rossillion
1173good, let it be conceal'd awhile.
1174Ros Vndone, and forfeited to cares for euer.
1177sworne, I will not bed her.
1179Ros O my Parrolles they haue married me:
1180Ile to the Tuscanwarres, and neuer bed her.
1181Par Franceis a dog-hole, and it no more merits,
1182The tread of a mans foot: too'th warres.
1184port is, I know not yet.
1185Par I that would be knowne: too'th warrs my boy,
1186too'th warres:
1187He weares his honor in a boxe vnseene,
1188That hugges his kickie wickie heare at home,
1189Spending his manlie marrow in her armes
1192Franceis a stable, wee that dwell in't Iades,
1193Therefore too'th warre.
1195Acquaint my mother with my hate to her,
1196And wherefore I am fled: Write to the King
1202Ros Go with me to my chamber, and aduice me.
1206A yong man maried, is a man that's mard:
1207Therefore away, and leaue her brauely: go,