Act 2, Scene 3

Paris. The KING'S palace.

  1. [Enter BERTRAM, LAFEU, and PAROLLES.]
  2. Lafew
  3. 816 They say miracles are past; and we have our philosophical
  4. 817 persons to make modern and familiar things supernatural and
  5. 818 causeless. Hence is it that we make trifles of terrors,
  6. 819 ensconcing ourselves into seeming knowledge when we should submit
  7. 820 ourselves to an unknown fear.
  8. Parolles
  9. 821 Why, 'tis the rarest argument of wonder that hath shot out in our
  10. 822 latter times.
  11. Bertram
  12. 823 And so 'tis.
  13. Lafew
  14. 824 To be relinquish'd of the artists,—
  15. Parolles
  16. 825 So I say; both of Galen and Paracelsus.
  17. Lafew
  18. 826 Of all the learned and authentic fellows,—
  19. Parolles
  20. 827 Right; so I say.
  21. Lafew
  22. 828 That gave him out incurable,—
  23. Parolles
  24. 829 Why, there 'tis; so say I too.
  25. Lafew
  26. 830 Not to be helped,—
  27. Parolles
  28. 831 Right; as 'twere a man assured of a,—
  29. Lafew
  30. 832 Uncertain life and sure death.
  31. Parolles
  32. 833 Just; you say well: so would I have said.
  33. Lafew
  34. 834 I may truly say, it is a novelty to the world.
  35. Parolles
  36. 835 It is indeed: if you will have it in showing, you shall read it
  37. 836 in,—What do you call there?—
  38. Lafew
  39. 837 A showing of a heavenly effect in an earthly actor.
  40. Parolles
  41. 838 That's it; I would have said the very same.
  42. Lafew
  43. 839 Why, your dolphin is not lustier: 'fore me, I speak in
  44. 840 respect,—
  45. Parolles
  46. 841 Nay, 'tis strange, 'tis very strange; that is the brief and the
  47. 842 tedious of it; and he's of a most facinerious spirit that will
  48. 843 not acknowledge it to be the,—
  49. Lafew
  50. 844 Very hand of heaven.
  51. Parolles
  52. 845 Ay; so I say.
  53. Lafew
  54. 846 In a most weak,—
  55. Parolles
  56. 847 And debile minister, great power, great transcendence: which
  57. 848 should, indeed, give us a further use to be made than alone
  58. 849 the recov'ry of the king, as to be,—
  59. Lafew
  60. 850 Generally thankful.
  61. Parolles
  62. 851 I would have said it; you say well. Here comes the king.
  63. [Enter KING, HELENA, and Attendants.]
  64. Lafew
  65. 852 Lustic, as the Dutchman says: I'll like a maid the better, whilst
  66. 853 I have a tooth in my head: why, he's able to lead her a coranto.
  67. Parolles
  68. 854 'Mort du vinaigre!' is not this Helen?
  69. Lafew
  70. 855 'Fore God, I think so.
  71. King of France
  72. 856 Go, call before me all the lords in court.—
  73. [Exit an Attendant.]
  74. King of France
  75. 857 Sit, my preserver, by thy patient's side;
  76. 858 And with this healthful hand, whose banish'd sense
  77. 859 Thou has repeal'd, a second time receive
  78. 860 The confirmation of my promis'd gift,
  79. 861 Which but attends thy naming.
  80. [Enter severaol Lords.]
  81. King of France
  82. 862 Fair maid, send forth thine eye: this youthful parcel
  83. 863 Of noble bachelors stand at my bestowing,
  84. 864 O'er whom both sovereign power and father's voice
  85. 865 I have to use: thy frank election make;
  86. 866 Thou hast power to choose, and they none to forsake.
  87. Helena
  88. 867 To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress
  89. 868 Fall, when love please!—marry, to each, but one!
  90. Lafew
  91. 869 I'd give bay Curtal and his furniture,
  92. 870 My mouth no more were broken than these boys',
  93. 871 And writ as little beard.
  94. King of France
  95. 872 Peruse them well:
  96. 873 Not one of those but had a noble father.
  97. Helena
  98. 874 Gentlemen,
  99. 875 Heaven hath through me restor'd the king to health.
  100. All
  101. 876 We understand it, and thank heaven for you.
  102. Helena
  103. 877 I am a simple maid, and therein wealthiest
  104. 878 That I protest I simply am a maid.—
  105. 879 Please it, your majesty, I have done already:
  106. 880 The blushes in my cheeks thus whisper me—
  107. 881 'We blush that thou shouldst choose; but, be refus'd,
  108. 882 Let the white death sit on thy cheek for ever;
  109. 883 We'll ne'er come there again.'
  110. King of France
  111. 884 Make choice; and, see:
  112. 885 Who shuns thy love shuns all his love in me.
  113. Helena
  114. 886 Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly,
  115. 887 And to imperial Love, that god most high,
  116. 888 Do my sighs stream.—Sir, will you hear my suit?
  117. First Lord (Dumaine)
  118. 889 And grant it.
  119. Helena
  120. 890 Thanks, sir; all the rest is mute.
  121. Lafew
  122. 891 I had rather be in this choice than throw ames-ace for my life.
  123. Helena
  124. 892 The honour, sir, that flames in your fair eyes,
  125. 893 Before I speak, too threateningly replies:
  126. 894 Love make your fortunes twenty times above
  127. 895 Her that so wishes, and her humble love!
  128. Second Lord (Dumaine)
  129. 896 No better, if you please.
  130. Helena
  131. 897 My wish receive,
  132. 898 Which great Love grant; and so I take my leave.
  133. Lafew
  134. 899 Do all they deny her? An they were sons of mine I'd have them
  135. 900 whipped; or I would send them to the Turk to make eunuchs of.
  136. [To third Lord.]
  137. Helena
  138. 901 Be not afraid that I your hand should take;
  139. 902 I'll never do you wrong for your own sake:
  140. 903 Blessing upon your vows! and in your bed
  141. 904 Find fairer fortune, if you ever wed!
  142. Lafew
  143. 905 These boys are boys of ice: they'll none have her:
  144. 906 Sure, they are bastards to the English; the French ne'er got 'em.
  145. Helena
  146. 907 You are too young, too happy, and too good,
  147. 908 To make yourself a son out of my blood.
  148. Fourth Lord
  149. 909 Fair one, I think not so.
  150. Lafew
  151. 910 There's one grape yet,—I am sure thy father drank wine.—But
  152. 911 if thou beest not an ass, I am a youth of fourteen; I have known
  153. 912 thee already.
  154. [To BERTRAM.]
  155. Helena
  156. 913 I dare not say I take you; but I give
  157. 914 Me and my service, ever whilst I live,
  158. 915 Into your guiding power.—This is the man.
  159. King of France
  160. 916 Why, then, young Bertram, take her; she's thy wife.
  161. Bertram
  162. 917 My wife, my liege! I shall beseech your highness,
  163. 918 In such a business give me leave to use
  164. 919 The help of mine own eyes.
  165. King of France
  166. 920 Know'st thou not, Bertram,
  167. 921 What she has done for me?
  168. Bertram
  169. 922 Yes, my good lord;
  170. 923 But never hope to know why I should marry her.
  171. King of France
  172. 924 Thou know'st she has rais'd me from my sickly bed.
  173. Bertram
  174. 925 But follows it, my lord, to bring me down
  175. 926 Must answer for your raising? I know her well;
  176. 927 She had her breeding at my father's charge:
  177. 928 A poor physician's daughter my wife!—Disdain
  178. 929 Rather corrupt me ever!
  179. King of France
  180. 930 'Tis only title thou disdain'st in her, the which
  181. 931 I can build up. Strange is it that our bloods,
  182. 932 Of colour, weight, and heat, pour'd all together,
  183. 933 Would quite confound distinction, yet stand off
  184. 934 In differences so mighty. If she be
  185. 935 All that is virtuous,—save what thou dislik'st,
  186. 936 A poor physician's daughter,—thou dislik'st
  187. 937 Of virtue for the name: but do not so:
  188. 938 From lowest place when virtuous things proceed,
  189. 939 The place is dignified by the doer's deed:
  190. 940 Where great additions swell's, and virtue none,
  191. 941 It is a dropsied honour: good alone
  192. 942 Is good without a name; vileness is so:
  193. 943 The property by what it is should go,
  194. 944 Not by the title. She is young, wise, fair;
  195. 945 In these to nature she's immediate heir;
  196. 946 And these breed honour: that is honour's scorn
  197. 947 Which challenges itself as honour's born,
  198. 948 And is not like the sire: honours thrive
  199. 949 When rather from our acts we them derive
  200. 950 Than our fore-goers: the mere word's a slave,
  201. 951 Debauch'd on every tomb; on every grave
  202. 952 A lying trophy; and as oft is dumb
  203. 953 Where dust and damn'd oblivion is the tomb
  204. 954 Of honour'd bones indeed. What should be said?
  205. 955 If thou canst like this creature as a maid,
  206. 956 I can create the rest: virtue and she
  207. 957 Is her own dower; honour and wealth from me.
  208. Bertram
  209. 958 I cannot love her, nor will strive to do 't.
  210. King of France
  211. 959 Thou wrong'st thyself, if thou shouldst strive to choose.
  212. Helena
  213. 960 That you are well restor'd, my lord, I am glad:
  214. 961 Let the rest go.
  215. King of France
  216. 962 My honour's at the stake; which to defeat,
  217. 963 I must produce my power. Here, take her hand,
  218. 964 Proud scornful boy, unworthy this good gift;
  219. 965 That dost in vile misprision shackle up
  220. 966 My love and her desert; that canst not dream
  221. 967 We, poising us in her defective scale,
  222. 968 Shall weigh thee to the beam; that wilt not know
  223. 969 It is in us to plant thine honour where
  224. 970 We please to have it grow. Check thy contempt:
  225. 971 Obey our will, which travails in thy good;
  226. 972 Believe not thy disdain, but presently
  227. 973 Do thine own fortunes that obedient right
  228. 974 Which both thy duty owes and our power claims
  229. 975 Or I will throw thee from my care for ever,
  230. 976 Into the staggers and the careless lapse
  231. 977 Of youth and ignorance; both my revenge and hate
  232. 978 Loosing upon thee in the name of justice,
  233. 979 Without all terms of pity. Speak! thine answer!
  234. Bertram
  235. 980 Pardon, my gracious lord; for I submit
  236. 981 My fancy to your eyes: when I consider
  237. 982 What great creation, and what dole of honour
  238. 983 Flies where you bid it, I find that she, which late
  239. 984 Was in my nobler thoughts most base, is now
  240. 985 The praised of the king; who, so ennobled,
  241. 986 Is as 'twere born so.
  242. King of France
  243. 987 Take her by the hand,
  244. 988 And tell her she is thine: to whom I promise
  245. 989 A counterpoise; if not to thy estate,
  246. 990 A balance more replete.
  247. Bertram
  248. 991 I take her hand.
  249. King of France
  250. 992 Good fortune and the favour of the king
  251. 993 Smile upon this contract; whose ceremony
  252. 994 Shall seem expedient on the now-born brief,
  253. 995 And be perform'd to-night: the solemn feast
  254. 996 Shall more attend upon the coming space,
  255. 997 Expecting absent friends. As thou lov'st her,
  256. 998 Thy love's to me religious; else, does err.
  257. [Exeunt KING, BERTAM, HELENA, Lords, and Attendants.]
  258. Lafew
  259. 999 Do you hear, monsieur? a word with you.
  260. Parolles
  261. 1000 Your pleasure, sir?
  262. Lafew
  263. 1001 Your lord and master did well to make his recantation.
  264. Parolles
  265. 1002 Recantation!—my lord! my master!
  266. Lafew
  267. 1003 Ay; is it not a language I speak?
  268. Parolles
  269. 1004 A most harsh one, and not to be understood without bloody
  270. 1005 succeeding. My master!
  271. Lafew
  272. 1006 Are you companion to the Count Rousillon?
  273. Parolles
  274. 1007 To any count; to all counts; to what is man.
  275. Lafew
  276. 1008 To what is count's man: count's master is of another style.
  277. Parolles
  278. 1009 You are too old, sir; let it satisfy you, you are too old.
  279. Lafew
  280. 1010 I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to which title age cannot
  281. 1011 bring thee.
  282. Parolles
  283. 1012 What I dare too well do, I dare not do.
  284. Lafew
  285. 1013 I did think thee, for two ordinaries, to be a pretty wise
  286. 1014 fellow; thou didst make tolerable vent of thy travel; it might
  287. 1015 pass: yet the scarfs and the bannerets about thee did manifoldly
  288. 1016 dissuade me from believing thee a vessel of too great a burden. I
  289. 1017 have now found thee; when I lose thee again I care not: yet art
  290. 1018 thou good for nothing but taking up; and that thou art scarce
  291. 1019 worth.
  292. Parolles
  293. 1020 Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon thee,—
  294. Lafew
  295. 1021 Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou hasten thy
  296. 1022 trial; which if—Lord have mercy on thee for a hen! So, my good
  297. 1023 window of lattice, fare thee well: thy casement I need not open,
  298. 1024 for I look through thee. Give me thy hand.
  299. Parolles
  300. 1025 My lord, you give me most egregious indignity.
  301. Lafew
  302. 1026 Ay, with all my heart; and thou art worthy of it.
  303. Parolles
  304. 1027 I have not, my lord, deserved it.
  305. Lafew
  306. 1028 Yes, good faith, every dram of it: and I will not bate thee
  307. 1029 a scruple.
  308. Parolles
  309. 1030 Well, I shall be wiser.
  310. Lafew
  311. 1031 E'en as soon as thou canst, for thou hast to pull at a smack
  312. 1032 o' th' contrary. If ever thou beest bound in thy scarf and
  313. 1033 beaten, thou shalt find what it is to be proud of thy bondage. I
  314. 1034 have a desire to hold my acquaintance with thee, or rather my
  315. 1035 knowledge, that I may say in the default, he is a man I know.
  316. Parolles
  317. 1036 My lord, you do me most insupportable vexation.
  318. Lafew
  319. 1037 I would it were hell-pains for thy sake, and my poor doing
  320. 1038 eternal: for doing I am past; as I will by thee, in what motion
  321. 1039 age will give me leave.
  322. [Exit.]
  323. Parolles
  324. 1040 Well, thou hast a son shall take this disgrace off me;
  325. 1041 scurvy, old, filthy, scurvy lord!—Well, I must be patient; there
  326. 1042 is no fettering of authority. I'll beat him, by my life, if I can
  327. 1043 meet him with any convenience, an he were double and double a
  328. 1044 lord. I'll have no more pity of his age than I would have of—
  329. 1045 I'll beat him, an if I could but meet him again.
  330. [Re-enter LAFEU.]
  331. Lafew
  332. 1046 Sirrah, your lord and master's married; there's news for you; you
  333. 1047 have a new mistress.
  334. Parolles
  335. 1048 I most unfeignedly beseech your lordship to make some reservation
  336. 1049 of your wrongs: he is my good lord: whom I serve above is my
  337. 1050 master.
  338. Lafew
  339. 1051 Who? God?
  340. Parolles
  341. 1052 Ay, sir.
  342. Lafew
  343. 1053 The devil it is that's thy master. Why dost thou garter up thy
  344. 1054 arms o' this fashion? dost make hose of thy sleeves? do other
  345. 1055 servants so? Thou wert best set thy lower part where thy nose
  346. 1056 stands. By mine honour, if I were but two hours younger, I'd beat
  347. 1057 thee: methink'st thou art a general offence, and every man should
  348. 1058 beat thee. I think thou wast created for men to breathe
  349. 1059 themselves upon thee.
  350. Parolles
  351. 1060 This is hard and undeserved measure, my lord.
  352. Lafew
  353. 1061 Go to, sir; you were beaten in Italy for picking a kernel
  354. 1062 out of a pomegranate; you are a vagabond, and no true traveller:
  355. 1063 you are more saucy with lords and honourable personages than the
  356. 1064 heraldry of your birth and virtue gives you commission. You are
  357. 1065 not worth another word, else I'd call you knave. I leave you.
  358. [Exit.]
  359. Parolles
  360. 1066 Good, very good, it is so then.—Good, very good; let it
  361. 1067 be concealed awhile.
  362. [Enter BERTRAM.]
  363. Bertram
  364. 1068 Undone, and forfeited to cares for ever!
  365. Parolles
  366. 1069 What's the matter, sweet heart?
  367. Bertram
  368. 1070 Although before the solemn priest I have sworn,
  369. 1071 I will not bed her.
  370. Parolles
  371. 1072 What, what, sweet heart?
  372. Bertram
  373. 1073 O my Parolles, they have married me!—
  374. 1074 I'll to the Tuscan wars, and never bed her.
  375. Parolles
  376. 1075 France is a dog-hole, and it no more merits
  377. 1076 The tread of a man's foot:—to the wars!
  378. Bertram
  379. 1077 There's letters from my mother; what the import is
  380. 1078 I know not yet.
  381. Parolles
  382. 1079 Ay, that would be known. To the wars, my boy, to the wars!
  383. 1080 He wears his honour in a box unseen
  384. 1081 That hugs his kicksy-wicksy here at home,
  385. 1082 Spending his manly marrow in her arms,
  386. 1083 Which should sustain the bound and high curvet
  387. 1084 Of Mars's fiery steed. To other regions!
  388. 1085 France is a stable; we that dwell in't, jades;
  389. 1086 Therefore, to the war!
  390. Bertram
  391. 1087 It shall be so; I'll send her to my house,
  392. 1088 Acquaint my mother with my hate to her,
  393. 1089 And wherefore I am fled; write to the king
  394. 1090 That which I durst not speak: his present gift
  395. 1091 Shall furnish me to those Italian fields
  396. 1092 Where noble fellows strike: war is no strife
  397. 1093 To the dark house and the detested wife.
  398. Parolles
  399. 1094 Will this caprichio hold in thee, art sure?
  400. Bertram
  401. 1095 Go with me to my chamber and advise me.
  402. 1096 I'll send her straight away: to-morrow
  403. 1097 I'll to the wars, she to her single sorrow.
  404. Parolles
  405. 1098 Why, these balls bound; there's noise in it. 'Tis hard:
  406. 1099 A young man married is a man that's marr'd:
  407. 1100 Therefore away, and leave her bravely; go:
  408. 1101 The king has done you wrong: but, hush, 'tis so.
  409. [Exeunt.]