2.1.0.1594Enter the King with divers young Lords taking leave for 595the Florentine war, [Bertram,] Count Roussillon, and 596Paroles. Flourish cornets. [Addressing the assembled Lords] Farewell, young lords. These warlike principles
2.1.2598Do not throw from you. --
[To 1 Lord and 2 Lord] And you, my lords, farewell.
2.1.3599Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain, all
2.1.4600The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis received,
And is enough for both. 'Tis our hope sir,
2.1.6603After well entered soldiers, to return
No, no, it cannot be. And yet my heart
2.1.9606Will not confess he owes the malady
2.1.10607That doth my life besiege. -- Farewell, young lords.
2.1.11608Whether I live or die, be you the sons
2.1.12609Of worthy Frenchmen. Let higher Italy
2.1.13610(Those bated that inherit but the fall
2.1.14611Of the last monarchy) see that you come
2.1.15612Not to woo honor, but to wed it, when
2.1.16613The bravest questant shrinks. Find what you seek,
2.1.17614That fame may cry you loud. I say farewell.
Health, at your bidding, serve your majesty.
Those girls of Italy, take heed of them:
2.1.20617They say our French lack language to deny
2.1.21618If they demand. Beware of being captives
Before you serve. Our hearts receive your warnings.
Farewell. -- [To Attendants] Come hither to me.
[To Bertram] O, my sweet lord, that you will stay behind us!
'Tis not his fault, the spark.
'Tis not his fault, the spark. Oh, 'tis brave wars!
Most admirable! I have seen those wars.
I am commanded here, and kept a coil with
2.1.28627"Too young" and "The next year" and "'Tis too early."
An thy mind stand to't,
629boy, steal away bravely.
I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock,
2.1.31631Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry
2.1.32632Till honor be bought up and no sword worn
2.1.33633But one to dance with. By heaven, I'll steal away!
There's honor in the theft.
There's honor in the theft. Commit it, count.
I am your accessory, and so farewell.
I am your accessory, and so farewell. I grow to you,
2.1.36 And our parting is a tortured body.
Farewell, captain.
Farewell, captain. Sweet Monsieur Paroles.
Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kin.
641Good sparks and lustrous, a word, good metals. You
642shall find in the regiment of the Spinii one Captain
643Spurio with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here on
644his sinister cheek. It was this very sword entrenched it.
[He indicates his weapon.] 645Say to him I live, and observe his reports for me.
We shall, noble captain.
Mars dote on you for his novices!
Stay the king.
Use a more spacious ceremony to the noble
651lords: you have restrained yourself within the list of
652too cold an adieu. Be more expressive to them, for they
653wear themselves in the cap of the time; there do muster
654true gait; eat, speak, and move under the influence of
655the most received star; and, though the devil lead the
656measure, such are to be followed. After them, and take a
657more dilated farewell.
And I will do so.
Worthy fellows, and like to prove most
660sinewy swordsmen.
[Kneeling] Pardon, my lord, for me and for my tidings.
I'll fee thee to stand up.
[Stands]Then here's a man stands that has brought his pardon.
2.1.49665I would you had kneeled, my lord, to ask me mercy,
2.1.55666And that at my bidding you could so stand up.
I would I had, so I had broke thy pate
And asked thee mercy for't. Good faith, across!
2.1.52But, my good lord, 'tis
670thus:will you be cured
Of your infirmity? No.
Of your infirmity? No. Oh, will you eat
2.1.54 No grapes, my royal fox?
673Yes, but you will
My noble grapes, an if
674my royal fox
2.1.56Could reach them. I have seen a medicine
2.1.57675That's able to breathe life into a stone,
2.1.58676Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary
2.1.59677With sprightly fire and motion, whose simple touch
2.1.60678Is powerful to a-raise King Pépin, nay,
2.1.61679To give great Charlemagne a pen in 's hand
And write to her a love-line. What "her" is this?
Why, Doctor She! My lord, there's one arrived
2.1.64683If you will see her. Now, by my faith and honor,
2.1.65684If seriously I may convey my thoughts.
2.1.66685In this my light deliverance, I have spoke
2.1.67686With one that, in her sex, her years, profession,
2.1.68687Wisdom, and constancy, hath amazed me more
2.1.69688Than I dare blame my weakness. Will you see her --
2.1.70689For that is her demand -- and know her business?
That done, laugh well at me. Now, good Lafeu,
2.1.72692Bring in the admiration, that we with thee
2.1.73693May spend our wonder too, or take off thine
By wondering how thou took'st it. Nay, I'll fit you,
[Lafeu goes off briefly to usher in Helen]
[Aside] Thus he his special nothing ever prologues.
[To Helen, still offstage] Nay, come your ways.
This haste hath wings indeed.
This haste hath wings indeed. Nay, come your ways,
2.1.79702This is his majesty; say your mind to him.
2.1.80703A traitor you do look like, but such traitors
2.1.81704His majesty seldom fears. I am Cressid's uncle,
2.1.82705That dare leave two together. Fare you well.
Now, fair one, does your business follow us?
Ay, my good
708lord. Gérard de Narbonne was my father;
In what he did profess, well found. I knew him.
The rather will I spare my praises towards him:
2.1.87712Knowing him is enough. On's bed of death,
2.1.88713Many receipts he gave me, chiefly one
2.1.89714Which, as the dearest issue of his practice
2.1.90715And of his old experience th'only darling,
2.1.92717Safer then mine own two; more dear I have so.
2.1.93718And, hearing your high majesty is touched
2.1.94719With that malignant cause wherein the honor
2.1.95720Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power,
2.1.96721I come to tender it and my appliance
With all bound humbleness. We thank you, maiden,
2.1.99725When our most learnèd doctors leave us and
2.1.101727That laboring art can never ransom nature
2.1.102728From her inaidable estate. I say we must not
2.1.103729So stain our judgment or corrupt our hope
2.1.107733A senseless help, when help past sense we deem.
My duty, then, shall pay me for my pains.
2.1.109735I will no more enforce mine office on you,
2.1.110736Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts,
I cannot give thee less, to be called grateful.
2.1.113739Thou thoughtst to help me, and such thanks I give,
2.1.114740As one near death to those that wish him live.
2.1.115741But what at full I know, thou knowst no part,
What I can do can do no hurt to try,
2.1.118744Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy.
2.1.121747So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown,
2.1.122748When judges have been babes; great floods have flown
2.1.123749From simple sources: and great seas have dried
2.1.124750When miracles have by the great'st been denied.
2.1.125751Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
2.1.126752Where most it promises, and oft it hits,
2.1.127753Where hope is coldest and despair most shifts.
I must not hear thee. Fare thee well, kind maid.
2.1.129755Thy pains not used must by thyself be paid:
2.1.130756Proffers not took reap thanks for their reward.
Inspirèd merit so by breath is barred.
2.1.132758It is not so with him that all things knows
2.1.133759As 'tis with us that square our guess by shows.
2.1.135761The help of heaven we count the act of men.
2.1.140766But know I think, and think I know most sure,
2.1.141767My art is not past power, nor you past cure.
Art thou so confident? Within what space
Hop'st thou my cure? The greatest grace lending grace,
2.1.144771Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring
2.1.147774Moist Hesperus hath quenched her sleepy lamp,
2.1.148775Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass
2.1.149776Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass,
2.1.150777What is infirm, from your sound parts shall fly,
2.1.151778Health shall live free, and sickness freely die.
Upon thy certainty and confidence,
What dar'st thou venture? Tax of impudence,
2.1.155783Traduced by odious ballads; my maiden's name
2.1.156784Seared otherwise -- nay, worse of worst, extended
2.1.157785With vilest torture, let my life be ended.
Methinks in thee some blessèd spirit doth speak
2.1.159787His powerful sound within an organ weak,
2.1.161789In commonsense, sense saves another way.
2.1.162790Thy life is dear, for all that life can rate
2.1.163791Worth name of life in thee hath estimate:
2.1.165793That happiness and prime can happy call.
2.1.169797That ministers thine own death if I die.
If I break time, or flinch in property
2.1.172800And well deserved: not helping, death's my fee.
Make thy demand.
Make thy demand. But will you make it even?
Ay, by my scepter and my hopes of help.
Then shalt thou give me with thy kingly hand
2.1.177806What husband in thy power I will command.
2.1.179808To choose from forth the royal blood of France,
Here is my hand; the premises observed,
2.1.185814Thy will by my performance shall be served.
2.1.186815So make the choice of thy own time, for I,
2.1.187816Thy resolvèd patient, on thee still rely.
2.1.188817More should I question thee, and more I must --
2.1.189818Though more to know could not be more to trust --
2.1.190819From whence thou cam'st, how tended on; but rest,
2.1.191820Unquestioned welcome, and undoubted blessed. --
2.1.192821[To Attendants] Give me some help here, ho!--
[To Helen] If thou proceed,
2.1.193822As high as word, my deed shall match thy deed.