But this exceeding posting day and night
5.1.22596Must wear your spirits low. We cannot help it,
5.1.32597But since you have made the days and nights as one,
5.1.42598To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs,
5.1.52599Be bold: you do so grow in my requital
5.1.62600As nothing can unroot you. -- In happy time!
5.1.72602This man may help me to his majesty's ear,
5.1.82603If he would spend his power. --
[To the Austringer] God save you, sir.
And you.
Sir, I have seen you in the court of France.
I have been sometimes there.
I do presume, sir, that you are not fall'n
5.1.132608From the report that goes upon your goodness,
5.1.142609And therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions
5.1.162611The use of your own virtues, for the which
I shall continue thankful. What's your will?
That it will please you
5.1.202616And aid me with that store of power you have
To come into his presence. The King's not here.
Not here, sir?
Not here, sir? Not, indeed.
5.1.232621He hence removed last night, and with more haste
Than is his use. Lord, how we lose our pains!
All's well that ends well yet,
5.1.262625Though time seem so adverse, and means unfit.
Marry, as I take it, to Roussillon,
Whither I am going. I do beseech you, sir,
5.1.302630Since you are like to see the King before me,
5.1.322632Which I presume shall render you no blame,
5.1.332633But rather make you thank your pains for it.
5.1.342634I will come after you with what good speed
Our means will make us means. This I'll do for you.
And you shall find yourself to be well thanked,
5.1.372638Whate'er falls more. We must to horse again.