« ПредыдущаяПродолжить »
Enter Helena and Clown.
Clo. She is not well, but yet she has her health ; she's very merry, but yet she is not well: but, thanks be given, she's very well, and wants nothing i’th' world ; but yet she is not well.
Hel. If she be very well, what does she ail, that she's not very well ?
Clo. Truly, she's very well, indeed, but for two things.
Hel. What two things ?.
Clo. One, that she's not in heav'n, whither God fend her quickly; the other, that she's in earth, from whence God send her quickly!
Hel. I hope, Sir, I have your good will to have mine own good fortune.
Par. You had my prayers to lead them on; and to keep them on, have them ftill. O, my knave, how does my
old lady? Clo. So that you had her wrinkles and I her mony, I would, she did, as you fay.
Par. Why, I say nothing.
Clo. Marry, you are the wiser man ; for many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing: to say nothing, to do nothing, to know nothing, and to have nothing, is to be a great part of your title ; which is within a very little of nothing
Par. Away, thou’rt a knave.
Clo. You should have said, Sir, before a knave, th'art a knave; that's, before me th'art a knave : this had been truth, Sir.
Par. Go to, thou art a witty fool, I have found thee.
Cle. Did you find me in yourself, Sir? or were you taught to find me ? the search, Sir, was profitable, and much fool may you find in you, even to the world's pleasure, and the encrease of laughter,
Par. A good knave, i faith, and well fed. Madam, my Lord will go away to night, A very serious business calls on him. The great prerogative and rite of love, Which, as your due, time claims, he does acknowledge; But puts it off by a compellid restraint: Whose want, and whose delay, is strew'd with sweets Which they distil now in the curbed time, To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy, And pleasure drown the brim. Hel. What's his will else ? Par. That you will take your instant leave o'th'King, And make this hafte as your own good proceeding ; Strengthen'd with what apology, you think, May make it probable need.
Hel. What more commands he?
Par. That having this obtain'd, you presently
his will. Par. I shall report it fo.
(Exit Parolles. Hel. I pray you. Come, Sirrah. [To Clown.
[Exeunt. Enter Lafeu and Bertram. Laf. But, I hope, your Lordship thinks not him a soldier.
Ber. Yes, my Lord, and of very valiant approof.
Laf: Then my dial goes not true ; I took this lark for a bunting. (16) Hel.. In every Thing I wait upon his Will.
Par. I shall report it fo.
Hel. I pray you come, Sirrah.] The pointing of Helen's last short Speech stands thus absurdly, thro’ all the Editions. My Regulation reftores the true Meaning: Upon Parolles saying, He shall report it so ; Helena is intended to reply,
pray you, do so ; and then, turning to the Clown, She more familiarly addresses him, and bids him come along with her.
Ber. I do affure you, my Lord, he is very great in knowledge, and accordingly valiant.
Laf. I have then finned against his experience, and transgress’d against his valour ; and my state that way is dangerous, since I cannot yet find in my heart to repent: here he comes ; I pray you, make us friends, I will pursue the amity.
Laf. O, I know him well ; I, Sir, he, Sir's, a good workman, a very good taylor. Ber. Is she gone to the King ?
[-Afide to Parolles. Par. She is. Ber. Will she away to night? Par. As you'll have her.
Ber. I have writ my letters, caketed my treasure, given order for our horses ; and to night, when I Thould take possession of the bride and ere I do begin
Laf. A good traveller is something at the latter end of a dinner ; but one that lyes three thirds, and uses a known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should be once heard, and thrice beaten. captain.
Ber. Is there any unkindness between my Lord and you, Monsieur ?
Par. I know not, how I have deserved to run into my Lord's displeasure.
Laf. (17) You have made shift to run into't, boots and spurs and all, like him that leapt into the custard ;
(17) Tou have made shift to run into's, Boots and Spurs and all, like him that leapt into the Custard.] This odd Allusion is not introduc'd without a View to Satire. It was a Foolery pra&is’d at City-Entertainments, whilft the Jeffer or Zany was in Vogue, for him to jump into a large deep Custard : set for the Purpose, to set on a Quantity of barren Spectators to laugh ; as our Poet says in his Hamlet.
God save you,
and out of it you'll run again, rather than suffer question
Laf. And shall do so ever, tho'I took him at's prayers. Fare you well, my Lord, and believe this of me, there can be no kernel in this light nut: the soul of this man is his clothes. • Trust him not in matter of heavy consequence : I have kept of them tame, and know their natures. Farewel, Monsieur, I have spoken better of you, than you have or will deserve at my hand, but we most do good against evil.
Ber. Yes, I know him well, and common speech
Ber. I shall obey his will.
So much unsettled : this drives me to intreat you,
And rather muse, than ask, why I intreat you ;
[Giving a letter.
Ber. Come, come, no more of that.
Hel. And ever shall
Ber. Let That go :
Hel. Pray, Sir, your pardon.
Hel. I am not worthy of the wealth I owe;
Ber. What would you have ?
indeed I would not tell you what I would, my Lord-'faith,
Ber. I pray you, stay not : but in hafte to horse.
[Exeunt. (18) Hel. I shall not break your Bidding, good my Lord :
Where are my other Men : Monsieur, farewel.
Ber. Go thon toward home, where I will never come,] What other Men is Helen here enquiring after ? Or who is she suppos'd to ask for them? The old Countess, 'tis certain, did not send her to the Court without some Attendants: but nei. ther the Clown, nor any of her Retinue, are now upon the Stage : Bertran, observing Helen to linger fondly, and wanting 10 thift her off, puts on a Shew of Hafte, asks Parolles for his Servants, and then gives his Wife an abrupt Dismission.