King. Farewell, come hether to me
1.Lo.G. Oh my sweet Lord y you wil stay behind vs
Parr. "Tis not his fault the spark
2.Lo.E. Oh "tis braue warres
Parr. Most admirable, I haue seene those warres
Rossill. I am commanded here, and kept a coyle with, Too young, and the next yeere, and "tis too early
Parr. And thy minde stand too"t boy, Steale away brauely
Rossill. I shal stay here the for-horse to a smocke, Creeking my shooes on the plaine Masonry, Till honour be bought vp, and no sword worne But one to dance with: by heauen, Ile steale away
1.Lo.G. There"s honour in the theft
Parr. Commit it Count
2.Lo.E. I am your accessary, and so farewell
Ros. I grow to you, & our parting is a tortur"d body
1.Lo.G. Farewell Captaine
2.Lo.E. Sweet Mounsier Parolles
Parr. n.o.ble Heroes; my sword and yours are kinne, good sparkes and l.u.s.trous, a word good mettals. You shall finde in the Regiment of the Spinij, one Captaine Spurio his sicatrice, with an Embleme of warre heere on his sinister cheeke; it was this very sword entrench"d it: say to him I liue, and obserue his reports for me
Lo.G. We shall n.o.ble Captaine
Parr. Mars doate on you for his nouices, what will ye doe?
Ross. Stay the King
Parr. Vse a more s.p.a.cious ceremonie to the n.o.ble Lords, you haue restrain"d your selfe within the List of too cold an adieu: be more expressiue to them; for they weare themselues in the cap of the time, there do muster true gate; eat, speake, and moue vnder the influence of the most receiu"d starre, and though the deuill leade the measure, such are to be followed: after them, and take a more dilated farewell
Ross. And I will doe so
Parr. Worthy fellowes, and like to prooue most sinewie sword-men.
Exeunt.
Enter Lafew.
L.Laf. Pardon my Lord for mee and for my tidings
King. Ile see thee to stand vp
L.Laf. Then heres a man stands that has brought his pardon, I would you had kneel"d my Lord to aske me mercy, And that at my bidding you could so stand vp
King. I would I had, so I had broke thy pate And askt thee mercy for"t
Laf. Goodfaith a-crosse, but my good Lord "tis thus, Will you be cur"d of your infirmitie?
King. No
Laf. O will you eat no grapes my royall foxe?
Yes but you will, my n.o.ble grapes, and if My royall foxe could reach them: I haue seen a medicine That"s able to breath life into a stone, Quicken a rocke, and make you dance Canari With sprightly fire and motion, whose simple touch Is powerfull to arayse King Pippen, nay To giue great Charlemaine a pen in"s hand And write to her a loue-line
King. What her is this?
Laf. Why doctor she: my Lord, there"s one arriu"d, If you will see her: now by my faith and honour, If seriously I may conuay my thoughts In this my light deliuerance, I haue spoke With one, that in her s.e.xe, her yeeres, profession, Wisedome and constancy, hath amaz"d mee more Then I dare blame my weakenesse: will you see her?
For that is her demand, and know her businesse?
That done, laugh well at me
King. Now good Lafew, Bring in the admiration, that we with thee May spend our wonder too, or take off thine By wondring how thou tookst it
Laf. Nay, Ile fit you, And not be all day neither
King. Thus he his speciall nothing euer prologues
Laf. Nay, come your waies.
Enter h.e.l.len.
King. This haste hath wings indeed
Laf. Nay, come your waies, This is his Maiestie, say your minde to him, A Traitor you doe looke like, but such traitors His Maiesty seldome feares, I am Cresseds Vncle, That dare leaue two together, far you well.
Enter.
King. Now faire one, do"s your busines follow vs?
Hel. I my good Lord, Gerard de Narbon was my father, In what he did professe, well found
King. I knew him
Hel. The rather will I spare my praises towards him, Knowing him is enough: on"s bed of death, Many receits he gaue me, chieflie one, Which as the dearest issue of his practice And of his olde experience, th" onlie darling, He bad me store vp, as a triple eye, Safer then mine owne two: more deare I haue so, And hearing your high Maiestie is toucht With that malignant cause, wherein the honour Of my deare fathers gift, stands cheefe in power, I come to tender it, and my appliance, With all bound humblenesse
King. We thanke you maiden, But may not be so credulous of cure, When our most learned Doctors leaue vs, and The congregated Colledge haue concluded, That labouring Art can neuer ransome nature From her inaydible estate: I say we must not So staine our iudgement, or corrupt our hope, To prost.i.tute our past-cure malladie To empericks, or to disseuer so Our great selfe and our credit, to esteeme A sencelesse helpe, when helpe past sence we deeme
h.e.l.l. My dutie then shall pay me for my paines: I will no more enforce mine office on you, Humbly intreating from your royall thoughts, A modest one to beare me backe againe
King. I cannot giue thee lesse to be cal"d gratefull: Thou thoughtst to helpe me, and such thankes I giue, As one neere death to those that wish him liue: But what at full I know, thou knowst no part, I knowing all my perill, thou no Art
h.e.l.l. What I can doe, can doe no hurt to try, Since you set vp your rest "gainst remedie: He that of greatest workes is finisher, Oft does them by the weakest minister: So holy Writ, in babes hath iudgement showne, When Iudges haue bin babes; great flouds haue flowne From simple sources: and great Seas haue dried When Miracles haue by the great"st beene denied.
Oft expectation failes, and most oft there Where most it promises: and oft it hits, Where hope is coldest, and despaire most shifts
King. I must not heare thee, fare thee wel kind maide, Thy paines not vs"d, must by thy selfe be paid, Proffers not tooke, reape thanks for their reward
Hel. Inspired Merit so by breath is bard, It is not so with him that all things knowes As "tis with vs, that square our guesse by showes: But most it is presumption in vs, when The help of heauen we count the act of men.
Deare sir, to my endeauors giue consent, Of heauen, not me, make an experiment.
I am not an Imposture, that proclaime My selfe against the leuill of mine aime, But know I thinke, and thinke I know most sure, My Art is not past power, nor you past cure