[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,

2.1.5601And is enough for both.

And is enough for both. 'Tis our hope sir,

2.1.6603After well entered soldiers, to return

2.1.7604And find your grace in health.

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

2.1.22619Before you serve.

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.

2.1.38640Paroles [To the departing Lords]

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!

2.1.41 [To Bertram]--What will 648ye do?

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

2.1.51668And asked thee mercy for't.

And asked thee mercy for't. Good faith, across!

2.1.52But, my good lord, 'tis 670thus:will you be cured

2.1.53Of your infirmity?

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

2.1.62680And write to her a love-line.

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?

2.1.71690That done, laugh well at me.

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

2.1.74694By wondering how thou took'st it.

By wondering how thou took'st it. Nay, I'll fit you,

2.1.75696And not be all day neither.

[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;

2.1.85709In what he did profess, well found.

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,

2.1.91716He bade me store up as a triple eye

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

2.1.97722With all bound humbleness.

With all bound humbleness. We thank you, maiden,

2.1.98724But may not be so credulous of cure

2.1.99725When our most learnèd doctors leave us and

2.1.100726The congregated college have concluded

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

2.1.104730To prostitute our past-cure malady

2.1.105731To empirics, or to dissever so

2.1.106732Our great self and our credit to esteem

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,

2.1.111737A modest one to bear me back again.

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,

2.1.116742I knowing all my peril, thou no art.

What I can do can do no hurt to try,

2.1.118744Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy.

2.1.119745He that of greatest works is finisher

2.1.120746Oft does them by the weakest minister:

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.

2.1.134760But most it is presumption in us when

2.1.135761The help of heaven we count the act of men.

2.1.136762Dear sir, to my endeavors give consent:

2.1.137763Of heaven, not me, make an experiment.

2.1.138764I am not an impostor that proclaim

2.1.139765Myself against the level of mine aim,

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

2.1.143769Hop'st thou my cure?

Hop'st thou my cure? The greatest grace lending grace,

2.1.144771Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring

2.1.145772Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring,

2.1.146773Ere twice in murk and occidental damp

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,

2.1.153780What dar'st thou venture?

What dar'st thou venture? Tax of impudence,

2.1.154782A strumpet's boldness, a divulgèd shame

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,

2.1.160788And what impossibility would slay

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:

2.1.164792Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, all

2.1.165793That happiness and prime can happy call.

2.1.166794Thou this to hazard needs must intimate

2.1.167795Skill infinite, or monstrous desperate.

2.1.168796Sweet practicer, thy physic I will try,

2.1.169797That ministers thine own death if I die.

If I break time, or flinch in property

2.1.171799Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die,

2.1.172800And well deserved: not helping, death's my fee.

2.1.173801But if I help, what do you promise me.

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.

2.1.178807Exempted be from me the arrogance

2.1.179808To choose from forth the royal blood of France,

2.1.180809My low and humble name to propagate

2.1.181810With any branch or image of thy state;

2.1.182811But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know

2.1.183812Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.

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.