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All's Well, that Ends Well.

A verie serrious businesse call's on him:
The great prerogatiue and rite of loue,
Which as your due time claimes, he do's acknowledge,
But puts it off to a compell'd restraint:
Whose want, and whose delay, is strew'd with sweets
Which they distill now in the curbed time,
To make the comming houre oreflow with ioy,
And pleasure drowne the brim.

Hel.
What's his will else?

Par.
That you will take your instant leaue a'th king,
And make this hast as your owne good proceeding,
Strengthned with what Apologie you thinke
May make it probable neede.

Hel.
What more commands hee?

Par.
That hauing this obtain'd, you presenthe
Attend his further pleasure.

Hel.
In euery thing I waite vpon his will.

Par.
Exit Par.I shall report it so.

Hell.
Exit.I pray you come sirrah.

Enter Lafew and Bertram.

Laf.
But I hope your Lordshippe thinkes not him a souldier.

Ber.
Yes my Lord and of verie valiant approofe.

Laf.
You haue it from his owne deliuerance.

Ber.
And by other warranted testimonie.

Laf.
Then my Diall goes not true, I tooke this Larke
for a bunting.

Ber.
I do assure you my Lord he is very great in knowledge,
and accordinglie valiant.

Laf.
I haue then sinn'd against his experience, and
transgrest against his valour, and my state that way is
dangerous, since I cannot yet find in my heart to repent:
Heere he comes, I pray you make vs freinds, I will
pursue the amitie.

Enter Parolles.

Par.
These things shall be done sir.

Laf.
Pray you sir whose his Tailor?

Par.
Sir?

Laf.
O I know him well, I sir, hee sirs a good workeman,
a verie good Tailor.

Ber.
Is shee gone to the king?

Par.
Shee is.

Ber.
Will shee away to night?

Par.
As you'le haue her.

Ber.
I haue writ my letters, casketted my treasure,
Giuen order for our horses, and to night,
When I should take possession of the Bride,
And ere I doe begin.

Laf.
A good Trauailer is something at the latter end
of a dinner, but on that lies three thirds, and vses a
known truth to passe a thousand nothings with, should
bee once hard, and thrice beaten. God saue you Captaine.

Ber.
Is there any vnkindnes betweene my Lord and
you Monsieur?

Par.
I know not how I haue deserued to run into my
Lords displeasure.

Laf.
You haue made shift to run into't, bootes and
spurres and all: like him that leapt into the Custard, and
out of it you'le runne againe, rather then suffer question
for your residence.

Ber.
It may bee you haue mistaken him my Lord.

Laf.
And shall doe so euer, though I tooke him at's
prayers. Fare you well my Lord, and beleeue this of
me, there can be no kernell in this light Nut: the soule
of this man is his cloathes: Trust him not in matter of
heauie consequence: I haue kept of them tame, & know
their natures. Farewell Monsieur, I haue spoken better
of you, then you haue or will to deserue at my hand, but
we must do good against euill.

Par.
An idle Lord, I sweare.

Ber.
I thinke so.

Par.
Why do you not know him?

Ber.
Yes, I do know him well, and common speech
Giues him a worthy passe. Heere comes my clog.

Enter Helena.

Hel.
I haue sir as I was commanded from you
Spoke with the King, and haue procur'd his leaue
For present parting, onely he desires
Some priuate speech with you.

Ber.
I shall obey his will.
You must not meruaile Helen at my course,
Which holds not colour with the time, nor does
The ministration, and required office
On my particular. Prepar'd I was not
For such a businesse, therefore am I found
So much vnsetled: This driues me to intreate you,
That presently you take your way for home,
And rather muse then aske why I intreate you,
For my respects are better then they seeme,
And my appointments haue in them a neede
Greater then shewes it selfe at the first view,
To you that know them not. This to my mother,
'Twill be two daies ere I shall see you, so
I leaue you to your wisedome.

Hel.
Sir, I can nothing say,
But that I am your most obedient seruant.

Ber.
Come, come, no more of that.

Hel.
And euer shall
With true obseruance seeke to eeke out that
Wherein toward me my homely starres haue faild
To equall my great fortune.

Ber.
Let that goe: my hast is verie great. Farwell:
Hie home.

Hel.
Pray sir your pardon.

Ber.
Well, what would you say?

Hel.
I am not worthie of the wealth I owe,
Nor dare I say 'tis mine: and yet it is,
But like a timorous theefe, most faine would steale
What law does vouch mine owne.

Ber.
What would you haue?

Hel.
Something, and scarse so much: nothing indeed,
I would not tell you what I would my Lord: Faith yes,
Strangers and foes do sunder, and not kisse.

Ber.
I pray you stay not, but in hast to horse.

Hel.
I shall not breake your bidding, good my Lord:
Exit.Where are my other men? Monsieur, farwell.

Ber.
Go thou toward home, where I wil neuer come,
Whilst I can shake my sword, or heare the drumme:
Away, and for our flight.

Par.
Brauely, Coragio.


Actus Tertius.


Flourish. Enter the Duke of Florence, the two Frenchmen,
with a troope of Souldiers.

Duke.
So that from point to point, now haue you heard

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