Act 3, Scene 4

Rousillon. A room in the COUNTESS'S palace.

  1. [Enter COUNTESS and Steward.]
  2. Countess of Rousillon
  3. 1413 Alas! and would you take the letter of her?
  4. 1414 Might you not know she would do as she has done,
  5. 1415 By sending me a letter? Read it again.
  6. [Reads.]
  7. Rinaldo the Steward
  8. 1416 'I am Saint Jaques' pilgrim, thither gone:
  9. 1417 Ambitious love hath so in me offended
  10. 1418 That barefoot plod I the cold ground upon,
  11. 1419 With sainted vow my faults to have amended.
  12. 1420 Write, write, that from the bloody course of war
  13. 1421 My dearest master, your dear son, may hie:
  14. 1422 Bless him at home in peace, whilst I from far
  15. 1423 His name with zealous fervour sanctify:
  16. 1424 His taken labours bid him me forgive;
  17. 1425 I, his despiteful Juno, sent him forth
  18. 1426 From courtly friends, with camping foes to live,
  19. 1427 Where death and danger dog the heels of worth:
  20. 1428 He is too good and fair for death and me;
  21. 1429 Whom I myself embrace to set him free.'
  22. Countess of Rousillon
  23. 1430 Ah, what sharp stings are in her mildest words!—
  24. 1431 Rinaldo, you did never lack advice so much
  25. 1432 As letting her pass so; had I spoke with her,
  26. 1433 I could have well diverted her intents,
  27. 1434 Which thus she hath prevented.
  28. Rinaldo the Steward
  29. 1435 Pardon me, madam:
  30. 1436 If I had given you this at over-night,
  31. 1437 She might have been o'er ta'en; and yet she writes,
  32. 1438 Pursuit would be but vain.
  33. Countess of Rousillon
  34. 1439 What angel shall
  35. 1440 Bless this unworthy husband? he cannot thrive,
  36. 1441 Unless her prayers, whom heaven delights to hear
  37. 1442 And loves to grant, reprieve him from the wrath
  38. 1443 Of greatest justice.—Write, write, Rinaldo,
  39. 1444 To this unworthy husband of his wife:
  40. 1445 Let every word weigh heavy of her worth,
  41. 1446 That he does weigh too light: my greatest grief,
  42. 1447 Though little he do feel it, set down sharply.
  43. 1448 Dispatch the most convenient messenger:—
  44. 1449 When, haply, he shall hear that she is gone
  45. 1450 He will return; and hope I may that she,
  46. 1451 Hearing so much, will speed her foot again,
  47. 1452 Led hither by pure love: which of them both
  48. 1453 Is dearest to me I have no skill in sense
  49. 1454 To make distinction:—provide this messenger:—
  50. 1455 My heart is heavy, and mine age is weak;
  51. 1456 Grief would have tears, and sorrow bids me speak.
  52. [Exeunt.]