Cap.G. I begin to loue him for this
Ber. For this description of thine honestie? A pox vpon him for me, he"s more and more a Cat
Int. What say you to his expertnesse in warre?
Par. Faith sir, ha"s led the drumme before the English Tragedians: to belye him I will not, and more of his souldiership I know not, except in that Country, he had the honour to be the Officer at a place there called Mile-end, to instruct for the doubling of files. I would doe the man what honour I can, but of this I am not certaine
Cap.G. He hath out-villain"d villanie so farre, that the raritie redeemes him
Ber. A pox on him, he"s a Cat still
Int. His qualities being at this poore price, I neede not to aske you, if Gold will corrupt him to reuolt
Par. Sir, for a Cardceue he will sell the fee-simple of his saluation, the inheritance of it, and cut th" intaile from all remainders, and a perpetuall succession for it perpetually
Int. What"s his Brother, the other Captain Dumain?
Cap.E. Why do"s he aske him of me?
Int. What"s he?
Par. E"ne a Crow a"th same nest: not altogether so great as the first in goodnesse, but greater a great deale in euill. He excels his Brother for a coward, yet his Brother is reputed one of the best that is. In a retreate hee outrunnes any Lackey; marrie in comming on, hee ha"s the Crampe
Int. If your life be saued, will you vndertake to betray the Florentine
Par. I, and the Captaine of his horse, Count Rossillion
Int. Ile whisper with the Generall, and knowe his pleasure
Par. Ile no more drumming, a plague of all drummes, onely to seeme to deserue well, and to beguile the supposition of that lasciuious yong boy the Count, haue I run into this danger: yet who would haue suspected an ambush where I was taken?
Int. There is no remedy sir, but you must dye: the Generall sayes, you that haue so traitorously discouerd the secrets of your army, and made such pestifferous reports of men very n.o.bly held, can serue the world for no honest vse: therefore you must dye. Come headesman, off with his head
Par. O Lord sir let me liue, or let me see my death
Int. That shall you, and take your leaue of all your friends: So, looke about you, know you any heere?
Count. Good morrow n.o.ble Captaine
Lo.E. G.o.d blesse you Captaine Parolles
Cap.G. G.o.d saue you n.o.ble Captaine
Lo.E. Captain, what greeting will you to my Lord Lafew? I am for France
Cap.G. Good Captaine will you giue me a Copy of the sonnet you writ to Diana in behalfe of the Count Rossillion, and I were not a verie Coward, I"de compell it of you, but far you well.
Exeunt.
Int. You are vndone Captaine all but your scarfe, that has a knot on"t yet
Par. Who cannot be crush"d with a plot?
Inter. If you could finde out a Countrie where but women were that had receiued so much shame, you might begin an impudent Nation. Fare yee well sir, I am for France too, we shall speake of you there.
Exit
Par. Yet am I thankfull: if my heart were great "Twould burst at this: Captaine Ile be no more, But I will eate, and drinke, and sleepe as soft As Captaine shall. Simply the thing I am Shall make me liue: who knowes himselfe a braggart Let him feare this; for it will come to pa.s.se, That euery braggart shall be found an a.s.se.
Rust sword, coole blushes, and Parrolles liue Safest in shame: being fool"d, by fool"rie thriue; There"s place and meanes for euery man aliue.
Ile after them.
Enter.
Enter h.e.l.len, Widdow, and Diana.
Hel. That you may well perceiue I haue not wrong"d you, One of the greatest in the Christian world Shall be my suretie: for whose throne "tis needfull Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneele.
Time was, I did him a desired office Deere almost as his life, which grat.i.tude Through flintie Tartars bosome would peepe forth, And answer thankes. I duly am inform"d, His grace is at Marcellae, to which place We haue conuenient conuoy: you must know I am supposed dead, the Army breaking, My husband hies him home, where heauen ayding, And by the leaue of my good Lord the King, Wee"l be before our welcome
Wid. Gentle Madam, You neuer had a seruant to whose trust Your busines was more welcome
Hel. Nor your Mistris Euer a friend, whose thoughts more truly labour To recompence your loue: Doubt not but heauen Hath brought me vp to be your daughters dower, As it hath fated her to be my motiue And helper to a husband. But O strange men, That can such sweet vse make of what they hate, When sawcie trusting of the cosin"d thoughts Defiles the pitchy night, so l.u.s.t doth play With what it loathes, for that which is away, But more of this heereafter: you Diana, Vnder my poore instructions yet must suffer Something in my behalfe
Dia. Let death and honestie Go with your impositions, I am yours Vpon your will to suffer
Hel. Yet I pray you: But with the word the time will bring on summer, When Briars shall haue leaues as well as thornes, And be as sweet as sharpe: we must away, Our Wagon is prepar"d, and time reuiues vs, All"s well that ends well, still the fines the Crowne; What ere the course, the end is the renowne.
Exeunt.
Enter Clowne, old Lady, and Lafew.
Laf. No, no, no, your sonne was misled with a snipt taffata fellow there, whose villanous saffron wold haue made all the vnbak"d and dowy youth of a nation in his colour: your daughter-in-law had beene aliue at this houre, and your sonne heere at home, more aduanc"d by the King, then by that red-tail"d humble Bee I speak of
La. I would I had not knowne him, it was the death of the most vertuous gentlewoman, that euer Nature had praise for creating. If she had pertaken of my flesh and cost mee the deerest groanes of a mother, I could not haue owed her a more rooted loue
Laf. Twas a good Lady, "twas a good Lady. Wee may picke a thousand sallets ere wee light on such another hearbe
Clo. Indeed sir she was the sweete Margerom of the sallet, or rather the hearbe of grace
Laf. They are not hearbes you knaue, they are nose-hearbes
Clowne. I am no great Nabuchadnezar sir, I haue not much skill in grace
Laf. Whether doest thou professe thy selfe, a knaue or a foole?
Clo. A foole sir at a womans seruice, and a knaue at a mans
Laf. Your distinction
Clo. I would cousen the man of his wife, and do his seruice
Laf. So you were a knaue at his seruice indeed
Clo. And I would giue his wife my bauble sir to doe her seruice
Laf. I will subscribe for thee, thou art both knaue and foole
Clo. At your seruice