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Par. I am fo full of businesses, as I cannot anfwer thee acutely: I will return perfect courtier; in the which, my inftruction fhall ferve to naturalize thee, fo thou wilt be capable of courtier's counfel, and understand what advice fhall thruft upon thee; elfe thou dieft in thine unthankfulness, and thine ignorance makes thee away; farewel. When thou haft leisure, fay thy prayers; when thou haft none, remember thy friends; get thee a good husband, and ufe him as he ufes thee: fo farewel. [Exit.

SCENE IV.

Hel. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie, Which we afcribe to heav'n. The fated sky Gives us free scope; only, doth backward pull Our flow defigns, when we ourselves are dull. What power is it, which mounts my love fo high, That makes me fee, and cannot feed mine eye? The mightiest space in fortune nature brings To join like likes; and kifs, like native things. Impoffible be strange attempts, to those That weigh their pain in fenfe; and do fuppofe, What hath been, cannot be. Who ever ftrove To fhew her merit, that did mifs her love? The King's disease my project may deceive me, But my intents are fix'd, and will not leave me.

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V.

Changes to the Court of France.

Flourish Cornets. Enter the King of France with letters, and divers Attendants.

King.

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HE Florentines and Senoys are by th' ears;
Have fought with equal fortune, and continue

A braving war:

1 Lord. So 'tis reported, Sir.

King. Nay, 'tis moft credible; we here receive it, A certainty vouch'd from our coufin Auftria; With caution, that the Florentine will move us For fpeedy aid; wherein our dearest friend Prejudicates the bufinefs, and would feem To have us make denial.

1 Lord. His love and wisdom, Approv❜d fo to your Majefty, may plead For ample credence.

King. He hath arm'd our answer;
And Florence is deny'd, before he comes:
Yet, for our gentlemen that mean to fee
The Tuscan fervice, freely have they leave
To stand on either part.

2 Lord. It may well ferve

A nursery to our gentry, who are fick
For breathing and exploit.

King. What's he comes here?

Enter Bertram, Lafeu and Parolles.

1 Lord. It is the count Roufillon, my good lord, young Bertram.

King. Youth, thou bear'st thy father's face. Frank nature, rather curious than in hafte,

Hath

Hath well compos'd thee. Thy father's moral parts May'ft thou inherit too! Welcome to Paris.

Ber. My thanks and duty are your Majefty's. King. I would, I had that corporal foundness now, As when thy father and myself in friendship Firft try'd our foldierfhip: he did look far Into the fervice of the time, and was Discipled of the brav'ft. He lafted long; But on us both did haggish age steal on, And wore us out of act. It much repairs me To talk of your good father; in his youth He had the wit, which I can well obferve To day in our young lords; but they may jeft, Till their own fcorn return to them unnoted, + Ere they can hide their levity in honour: 5 So like a courtier, no contempt or bitterness Were in him; pride or fharpnefs, if there were, His equal had awak'd them; and his honour, Clock to itself, knew the true minute when Exceptions bid him speak; and at that time His tongue obey'd his hand. Who were below him

3-haggish age feal on,] age, which debilitates; alluding to the fuperftitions of being hagridden in the Epialtis; which coming gradually on, it was faid, the witch fole upon them.

4 Ere they can hide their levity in honour:] i. e. ere their titles can cover the levity of their behaviour, and make it pafs for defert. The Oxford Editor, not understanding this, alters the line to Ere they can vye their levity with his honour.

5 So like a Courtier, no Contempt or Bitterness
Were in his Pride or Sharpness; if they were,

His Equal had arvak'd them.] This Paffage is fo very incorrectly pointed, that the Author's Meaning is loft. As the Text and Stops are reform'd, thefe are moft beautiful Lines, and the Senfe is this- "He had no Contempt or Bitterness; if he "had any thing that look'd like Pride or Sharpness. (of which

Qualities Contempt and Bitterness are the Exceffes,) his Equal "had awak'd them, not his Inferior; to whom he fcorn'd to "difcover any thing that bore the Shadow of Pride or Sharp"ness.".

He

'He us❜d as creatures of another place,
And bow'd his eminent top to their low ranks;
7 Making them proud; and his humility,
In their poor praife, he humbled: Such a man
Might be a copy to these younger times;

Which, follow'd well, would now demonftrate them
But goers backward.

Ber. His good remembrance, Sir,

Lies richer in your thoughts, than on his tomb;
So in approof lives not his epitaph,

As in your royal speech.

[fay,

King. 'Would, I were with him! he would always (Methinks, I hear him now; his plaufive words He scatter'd not in ears, but grafted them

To grow there, and to bear ;) Let me not live,-
(Thus his good melancholy oft began,
On the cataftrophe and heel of paftime,
When it was out,) let me not live, (quoth he,)
After my flame lacks oil; to be the fnuff
Of younger fpirits, whofe apprehenfive fenfes
All but new things difdain; whofe judgments are
Meer fathers of their garments; whofe conftancies
Expire before their fashions:--this he wifh'd.
I, after him, do after him wifh too,

(Since I nor wax, nor honey, can bring home,)
I quickly were diffolved from my hive.

6 He us'd as creatures of another place,] i. e. he made allowances for their conduct, and bore from them what he would not from one of his own rank. The Oxford Editor, not understanding the Senfe, has altered another place, to a Brother-race. 7 Making them proud of his humility,

In their poor praife, he humbled] But why were they proud of his Humility? It fhould be read and pointed thus. -Making them proud; AND his Humility,

In their poor praife, he humbled.

i.e. by condescending to stoop to his Inferiors, he exalted them and made them proud; and, in the gracious receiving their poor praife, he humbled even his humility. The Sentiment is fine. & lives not his epitaph,] epitaph for character.

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To give fome labourer room.

2 Lord. You're loved, Sir;

fhall lack you first.

They, that leaft lend it you, fhall lack

King. I fill a place, I know't. How long is't, count, Since the physician at your father's died? He was much fam'd.

Ber. Some fix months fince, my lord.

King. If he were living, I would try him yet; Lend me an arm; —the rest have worn me out

With feveral applications; nature and fickness

Debate it at their leifure.

My fon's no dearer.

Welcome, count,

Ber. Thank your Majefty. [Flourish. Exeunt.

Count.

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VI.

Changes to the Countess's at Roufillon.

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Enter Countefs, Steward and Clown.

WILL now hear; what fay you of this gentlewoman?

Stew. Madam, the care I have had to even your content, I wish might be found in the calendar of my paft endeavours; for then we wound our modefty, and make foul the clearness of our defervings, when of ourselves we publish them.

Count. What does this knave here? get you gone, Sirrah: the complaints, I have heard of you, I do not all believe; 'tis my flowness that I do not, for, I know,' you lack not folly to commit them, and have ability enough to make fuch knaveries yours.

Clo.

9 labourers room.] We fhould read labourer, i. e. an active fucceffor.

I you lack not folly to commit them, and have ability enough to make fuch knaveries YOURS.] Well, but if he had folly to commit them, he neither wanted knavery, nor any thing elfe, fure, to make them his own. This nonfenfe fhould be read, To make

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