We lost a jewel of her, and our esteem

5.3.22698Was made much poorer by it, but your son,

5.3.32699As mad in folly, lacked the sense to know

5.3.42700Her estimation home.

Her estimation home. 'Tis past, my liege,

5.3.52702And I beseech your majesty to make it

5.3.62703Natural rebellion, done i'th' blade of youth,

5.3.72704When oil and fire, too strong for reason's force,

5.3.82705O'erbears it and burns on.

O'erbears it and burns on. My honored lady,

5.3.92707I have forgiven and forgotten all,

5.3.102708Though my revenges were high bent upon him

5.3.112709And watched the time to shoot.

And watched the time to shoot. This I must say,

5.3.122711But first I beg my pardon: the young lord

5.3.132712Did to his majesty, his mother, and his lady

5.3.142713Offence of mighty note, but to himself

5.3.152714The greatest wrong of all. He lost a wife

5.3.162715Whose beauty did astonish the survey

5.3.172716Of richest eyes, whose words all ears took captive,

5.3.182717Whose dear perfection hearts that scorned to serve

5.3.192718Humbly called mistress.

Humbly called mistress. Praising what is lost

5.3.202720Makes the remembrance dear. [To attending Gentleman] Well, call him hither.

5.3.212721We are reconciled, and the first view shall kill

5.3.222722All repetition. Let him not ask our pardon:

5.3.232723The nature of his great offence is dead,

5.3.242724And deeper than oblivion we do bury

5.3.252725Th'incensing relics of it. Let him approach

5.3.262726A stranger, no offender, and inform him

5.3.272727So 'tis our will he should.

So 'tis our will he should. I shall, my liege.

[To Lafeu] What says he to your daughter? 2730Have you spoke?

All that he is hath reference to your highness.

Then shall we have a match. I have letters 2733sent me,

5.3.31That sets him high in fame.

That sets him high in fame. He looks well on't.

I am not a day of season,

5.3.332737For thou mayst see a sunshine and a hail

5.3.342738In me at once. But to the brightest beams

5.3.352739Distracted clouds give way, so stand thou forth.

5.3.362740The time is fair again.

The time is fair again. My high-repented blames,

5.3.372742Dear sovereign, pardon to me.

Dear sovereign, pardon to me. All is whole.

5.3.382744Not one word more of the consumèd time!

5.3.392745Let's take the instant by the forward top,

5.3.402746For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees

5.3.412747Th'inaudible, and noiseless foot of time

5.3.422748Steals, ere we can effect them. You remember

5.3.432749The daughter of this lord?

The daughter of this lord? Admiringly, my liege, at first

5.3.442751I stuck my choice upon her, ere my heart

5.3.452752Durst make too bold a herald of my tongue.

5.3.462753Where the impression of mine eye infixing,

5.3.472754Contempt his scornful perspective did lend me,

5.3.482755Which warped the line of every other favor,

5.3.492756Scorned a fair color, or expressed it stolen,

5.3.502757Extended or contracted all proportions

5.3.512758To a most hideous object. Thence it came

5.3.522759That she -- whom all men praised, and whom myself,

5.3.532760Since I have lost, have loved -- was in mine eye

5.3.542761The dust that did offend it.

The dust that did offend it. Well excused.

5.3.552763That thou didst love her strikes some scores away

5.3.562764From the great count, but love that comes too late,

5.3.572765Like a remorseful pardon slowly carried,

5.3.582766To the great sender turns a sour offence,

5.3.592767Crying, "That's good that's gone." Our rash faults

5.3.602768Make trivial price of serious things we have,

5.3.612769Not knowing them until we know their grave.

5.3.622770Oft our displeasures, to ourselves unjust,

5.3.632771Destroy our friends, and after weep their dust.

5.3.642772Our own love, waking, cries to see what's done,

5.3.652773While shameful hate sleeps out the afternoon.

5.3.662774Be this sweet Helen's knell, and now forget her.

5.3.672775Send forth your amorous token for fair Maudlin.

5.3.682776The main consents are had, and here we'll stay

5.3.692777To see our widower's second marriage day --

5.3.702778Which better than the first, O dear heaven, bless,

5.3.712779Or, ere they meet, in me, O nature, cease.

Come on, my son, in whom my house's name

5.3.732781Must be digested. Give a favor from you

5.3.742782To sparkle in the spirits of my daughter,

5.3.752783That she may quickly come. [Bertram removes a ring from his finger and gives it to Lafeu.] By my old beard

5.3.762784And ev'ry hair that's on't, Helen that's dead

5.3.772785Was a sweet creature. Such a ring as this,

5.3.782786The last that ere I took her leave at court,

5.3.792787I saw upon her finger.

I saw upon her finger. Hers it was not.

Now pray you let me see it. For mine eye,

5.3.812790While I was speaking, oft was fastened to't. [Lafeu gives the ring to the King.]

5.3.822791This ring was mine, and when I gave it Helen,

5.3.832792I bade her if her fortunes ever stood

5.3.842793Necessitied to help, that by this token

5.3.852794I would relieve her. Had you that craft to reave her

5.3.862795Of what should stead her most?

Of what should stead her most? My gracious sovereign,

5.3.872797Howe'er it pleases you to take it so,

5.3.882798The ring was never hers.

The ring was never hers. Son, on my life,

5.3.892800I have seen her wear it, and she reckoned it

5.3.902801At her life's rate.

At her life's rate. I am sure I saw her wear it.

You are deceived, my lord, she never saw it.

5.3.922804In Florence was it from a casement thrown me,

5.3.932805Wrapped in a paper which contained the name

5.3.942806Of her that threw it. Noble she was, and thought

5.3.952807I stood engaged, but when I had subscribed

5.3.962808To mine own fortune, and informed her fully

5.3.972809I could not answer in that course of honor

5.3.982810As she had made the overture, she ceased

5.3.992811In heavy satisfaction, and would never

5.3.1002812Receive the ring again.

Receive the ring again. Plutus himself,

5.3.1012814That knows the tinct and multiplying med'cine,

5.3.1022815Hath not in nature's mystery more science

5.3.1032816Than I have in this ring. 'Twas mine, 'twas Helen's,

5.3.1042817Whoever gave it you. Then if you know

5.3.1052818That you are well-acquainted with yourself,

5.3.1062819Confess 'twas hers, and by what rough enforcement

5.3.1072820You got it from her. She called the saints to surety

5.3.1082821That she would never put it from her finger,

5.3.1092822Unless she gave it to yourself in bed,

5.3.1102823Where you have never come, or sent it us

5.3.1112824Upon her great disaster.

Upon her great disaster. She never saw it.

Thou speakst it falsely, as I love mine honor,

5.3.1132827And mak'st conjectural fears to come into me,

5.3.1142828Which I would fain shut out, if it should prove

5.3.1152829That thou art so inhumane -- 'twill not prove so --

5.3.1162830And yet I know not. Thou didst hate her deadly,

5.3.1172831And she is dead, which nothing but to close

5.3.1182832Her eyes myself could win me to believe,

5.3.1192833More than to see this ring. [To the French Lords] Take him away.

5.3.1202834My fore-past proofs, howe'er the matter fall,

5.3.1212835Shall tax my fears of little vanity,

5.3.1222836Having vainly feared too little. Away with him!

5.3.1232837We'll sift this matter further.

We'll sift this matter further. If you shall prove

5.3.1242839This ring was ever hers, you shall as easy

5.3.1252840Prove that I husbanded her bed in Florence,

5.3.1262841Where yet she never was.

[Aside] I'm wrapped in dismal thinkings.

[Aside] I'm wrapped in dismal thinkings. Gracious sovereign,

5.3.1282845Whether I have been to blame or no, I know not.

5.3.1292846Here's a petition from a Florentine,

5.3.1302847Who hath for four or five removes come short

5.3.1312848To tender it herself. I undertook it,

5.3.1322849Vanquished thereto by the fair grace and speech

5.3.1332850Of the poor suppliant, who by this I know

5.3.1342851Is here attending. Her business looks in her

5.3.1352852With an importing visage, and she told me,

5.3.1362853In a sweet verbal brief, it did concern

5.3.1372854Your highness with herself.

I will buy me a son-in-law in a fair, and toll 2865for this. I'll none of him.

The heavens have thought well on thee, Lafeu,

5.3.1412867To bring forth this discov'ry. -- [To Attendants] Seek these suitors.

5.3.1422868Go speedily, and bring again the count.

5.3.1432870[To the Countess] I am afeared the life of Helen, lady,

5.3.1442871Was foully snatched.

Was foully snatched. Now justice on the doers.

I wonder, sir, sith wives are monsters to you,

5.3.1462874And that you fly them as you swear them lordship,

5.3.1472875Yet you desire to marry. -- What woman's that?

I am, my lord, a wretched Florentine,

5.3.1492878Derivèd from the ancient Capilet.

5.3.1502879My suit, as I do understand, you know,

5.3.1512880And therefore know how far I may be pitied.

I am her mother, sir, whose age and honor

5.3.1532882Both suffer under this complaint we bring,

5.3.1542883And both shall cease without your remedy.

Come hither, count. Do you know these 2885women?

My lord, I neither can nor will deny

5.3.1572887But that I know them. Do they charge me further?

[To Bertram] Why do you look so strange upon your wife?

[To the King] She's none of mine, my lord.

[To the King] She's none of mine, my lord. If you shall marry,

5.3.1602891You give away this hand, and that is mine;

5.3.1612892You give away heaven's vows, and those are mine;

5.3.1622893You give away myself, which is known mine,

5.3.1632894For I by vow am so embodied yours

5.3.1642895That she which marries you must marry me,

5.3.1652896Either both or none.

[To Bertram] Your reputation comes too short for my 2898daughter. You are no husband for her!

[To Lafeu] My lord, this is a fond and desp'rate creature

5.3.1682900Whom sometime I have laughed with. [To the King] Let your highness

5.3.1692901Lay a more noble thought upon mine honor

5.3.1702902Than for to think that I would sink it here.

Sir, for my thoughts, you have them ill to friend

5.3.1722904Till your deeds gain them fairer. Prove your honor.

5.3.1732905Then in my thought it lies.

Then in my thought it lies. Good my lord,

5.3.1742907Ask him upon his oath if he does think

5.3.1752908He had not my virginity.

What sayst thou to her?

What sayst thou to her? She's impudent, my lord,

5.3.1772911And was a common gamester to the camp.

He does me wrong, my lord. If I were so,

5.3.1792913He might have bought me at a common price.

5.3.1802914Do not believe him. Oh, behold this ring,

5.3.1812915Whose high respect and rich validity

5.3.1822916Did lack a parallel. Yet for all that

5.3.1832917He gave it to a commoner o'th' camp,

5.3.1842918If I be one.

If I be one. He blushes, and 'tis hit.

5.3.1852920Of six preceding ancestors, that gem,

5.3.1862921Conferred by testament to th' sequent issue,

5.3.1872922Hath it been owed and worn. This is his wife;

5.3.1882923That ring's a thousand proofs.

That ring's a thousand proofs. [To Diana] Methought you said

5.3.1892925You saw one here in court could witness it.

I did, my lord, but loath am to produce

5.3.1912927So bad an instrument: his name's Paroles.

I saw the man today, if man he be.

Find him, and bring him hither.

Find him, and bring him hither. What of him?

5.3.1942931He's quoted for a most perfidious slave,

5.3.1952932With all the spots o'th' world taxed and debauched,

5.3.1962933Whose nature sickens. But, to speak a truth,

5.3.1972934Am I or that or this for what he'll utter,

5.3.1982935That will speak anything?

That will speak anything? She hath that ring of yours.

I think she has; certain it is I liked her,

5.3.2002938And boarded her i'th' wanton way of youth.

5.3.2012939She knew her distance and did angle for me,

5.3.2022940Madding my eagerness with her restraint,

5.3.2032941As all impediments in fancy's course

5.3.2042942Are motives of more fancy, and, in fine,

5.3.2052943Her [inf'nite cunning or insuite coming or insuite cunning or infinite conning] with her modern grace

5.3.2062944Subdued me to her rate: she got the ring,

5.3.2072945And I had that which any inferior might

5.3.2082946At market price have bought.

At market price have bought. I must be patient.

5.3.2092948You that have turned off a first so noble wife

5.3.2102949May justly diet me. I pray you yet --

5.3.2112950Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband --

5.3.2122951Send for your ring, I will return it home,

5.3.2132952And give me mine again.

And give me mine again. I have it not.

What ring was yours, I pray you?

Sir, much like the same upon your finger.

Know you this ring? This ring was his of late.

And this was it I gave him, being abed.

The story then goes false. You threw it him

5.3.2192959Out of a casement.

Out of a casement. I have spoke the truth.

My lord, I do confess the ring was hers.

You boggle shrewdly. Every feather starts you.

5.3.2222963[To Diana] Is this the man you speak of?

[To Diana] Is this the man you speak of? Ay, my lord.

[To Paroles] Tell me, sirrah, but tell me true, I charge you,

5.3.2242966Not fearing the displeasure of your master,

5.3.2252967Which, on your just proceeding, I'll keep off:

5.3.2262968By him and by this woman here, what know you?

So please your majesty, my master hath been an 2970honorable gentleman. Tricks he hath had in him, 2971which gentlemen have.

Come, come, to th' purpose. Did he love this 2973woman?

Faith, sir, he did love her, but how?

How, I pray you?

He did love her, sir, as a gentleman loves a woman.

How is that?

He loved her, sir, and loved her not.

As thou art a knave and no knave! What an 2980equivocal companion is this?

I am a poor man and at your majesty's 2982command.

He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty 2984orator.

Do you know he promised me marriage?

Faith, I know more than I'll speak.

But wilt thou not speak all thou knowst?

Yes, so please your majesty: I did go between 2989them as I said, but more than that, he loved her, for 2990indeed he was mad for her, and talked of Satan, and of 2991limbo, and of furies, and I know not what. Yet I was in 2992that credit with them at that time that I knew of their 2993going to bed, and of other motions, as promising her 2994marriage, and things which would derive me ill will to 2995speak of. Therefore I will not speak what I know.

Thou hast spoken all already, unless thou canst 2997say they are maried, but thou art too fine in thy evidence; 2998therefore, stand aside. -- [To Diana] This ring, you say, was yours?

Ay, my good lord.

Where did you buy it? Or who gave it you?

It was not given me, nor I did not buy it.

Who lent it you?

Who lent it you? It was not lent me neither.

Where did you find it then?

Where did you find it then? I found it not.

If it were yours by none of all these ways,

5.3.2483007How could you give it him?

How could you give it him? I never gave it him.

This woman's an easy glove, my lord: she goes 3010off and on at pleasure.

This ring was mine. I gave it his first wife.

It might be yours or hers for ought I know.

Take her away. I do not like her now.

5.3.2533014To prison with her, and away with him.

5.3.2543015Unless thou tellst me where thou hadst this ring,

5.3.2553016Thou diest within this hour.

Thou diest within this hour. I'll never tell you.

Take her away.

Take her away. I'll put in bail, my liege.

I think thee now some common customer.

By Jove, if ever I knew man, 'twas you.

Wherefore hast thou accused him all this while?

Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty.

5.3.2613024He knows I am no maid, and he'll swear to't.

5.3.2623025I'll swear I am a maid, and he knows not.

5.3.2633026Great King, I am no strumpet, by my life:

5.3.2643027I am either maid, or else this old man's wife.

She does abuse our ears. To prison with her.

Good mother, fetch my bail.

Good mother, fetch my bail. Stay, royal sir.

5.3.2673030The jeweller that owes the ring is sent for,

5.3.2683031And he shall surety me. But for this lord,

5.3.2693032Who hath abused me as he knows himself,

5.3.2703033Though yet he never harmed me, here I quit him.

5.3.2713034He knows himself my bed he hath defiled,

5.3.2723035And at that time he got his wife with child.

5.3.2733036Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick.

5.3.2743037So, there's my riddle, one that's dead is quick,

5.3.2753038And now behold the meaning.

And now behold the meaning. Is there no exorcist

5.3.2763041Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes?

5.3.2773042Is't real that I see?

Is't real that I see? No, my good lord,

5.3.2783044'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see,

5.3.2793045The name, and not the thing.

The name, and not the thing. Both, both. Oh, pardon!

Oh, my good lord, when I was like this maid,

5.3.2813048I found you wondrous kind. There is your ring,

5.3.2823049And, look you, here's your letter. This it says:

5.3.2833050"When from my finger you can get this ring,

5.3.2843051And are by me with child," etc. This is done.

5.3.2853052Will you be mine now you are doubly won?

If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly,

5.3.2873054I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly.

If it appear not plain and prove untrue,

5.3.2893056Deadly divorce step between me and you.

5.3.2903057[To the Countess] Oh, my dear mother, do I see you living?

Mine eyes smell onions; I shall weep anon.

5.3.2923059[To Paroles] Good Tom Drum, lend me a handkercher. 3060So, I thank thee. Wait on me home; I'll make sport with 3061thee. Let thy curtsies alone -- they are scurvy ones.

Let us from point to point this story know,

5.3.2953063To make the even truth in pleasure flow.

5.3.2963064If thou be'st yet a fresh uncropped flower,

5.3.2973065Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower.

5.3.2983066For I can guess that, by thy honest aid,

5.3.2993067Thou keptst a wife herself, thyself a maid.

5.3.3003068Of that and all the progress more and less,

5.3.3013069Resolvedly more leisure shall express.

5.3.3023070All yet seems well, and, if it end so meet

5.3.3033071The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.