1609
the
sonnets
by
william
shakespeare
1
from
fairest
creatures
we
desire
increase
that
thereby
beauty's
rose
might
never
die
but
as
the
riper
should
by
time
decease
his
tender
heir
might
bear
his
memory
but
thou
contracted
to
thine
own
bright
eyes
feed'st
thy
light's
flame
with
self-substantial
fuel
making
a
famine
where
abundance
lies
thy
self
thy
foe
to
thy
sweet
self
too
cruel
thou
that
art
now
the
world's
fresh
ornament
and
only
herald
to
the
gaudy
spring
within
thine
own
bud
buriest
thy
content
and
tender
churl
mak'st
waste
in
niggarding
pity
the
world
or
else
this
glutton
be
to
eat
the
world's
due
by
the
grave
and
thee
2
when
forty
winters
shall
besiege
thy
brow
and
dig
deep
trenches
in
thy
beauty's
field
thy
youth's
proud
livery
so
gazed
on
now
will
be
a
tattered
weed
of
small
worth
held
then
being
asked
where
all
thy
beauty
lies
where
all
the
treasure
of
thy
lusty
days
to
say
within
thine
own
deep
sunken
eyes
were
an
all-eating
shame
and
thriftless
praise
how
much
more
praise
deserved
thy
beauty's
use
if
thou
couldst
answer
'this
fair
child
of
mine
shall
sum
my
count
and
make
my
old
excuse'
proving
his
beauty
by
succession
thine
this
were
to
be
new
made
when
thou
art
old
and
see
thy
blood
warm
when
thou
feel'st
it
cold
3
look
in
thy
glass
and
tell
the
face
thou
viewest
now
is
the
time
that
face
should
form
another
whose
fresh
repair
if
now
thou
not
renewest
thou
dost
beguile
the
world
unbless
some
mother
for
where
is
she
so
fair
whose
uneared
womb
disdains
the
tillage
of
thy
husbandry
or
who
is
he
so
fond
will
be
the
tomb
of
his
self-love
to
stop
posterity
thou
art
thy
mother's
glass
and
she
in
thee
calls
back
the
lovely
april
of
her
prime
so
thou
through
windows
of
thine
age
shalt
see
despite
of
wrinkles
this
thy
golden
time
but
if
thou
live
remembered
not
to
be
die
single
and
thine
image
dies
with
thee
4
unthrifty
loveliness
why
dost
thou
spend
upon
thy
self
thy
beauty's
legacy
nature's
bequest
gives
nothing
but
doth
lend
and
being
frank
she
lends
to
those
are
free
then
beauteous
niggard
why
dost
thou
abuse
the
bounteous
largess
given
thee
to
give
profitless
usurer
why
dost
thou
use
so
great
a
sum
of
sums
yet
canst
not
live
for
having
traffic
with
thy
self
alone
thou
of
thy
self
thy
sweet
self
dost
deceive
then
how
when
nature
calls
thee
to
be
gone
what
acceptable
audit
canst
thou
leave
thy
unused
beauty
must
be
tombed
with
thee
which
used
lives
th'
executor
to
be
5
those
hours
that
with
gentle
work
did
frame
the
lovely
gaze
where
every
eye
doth
dwell
will
play
the
tyrants
to
the
very
same
and
that
unfair
which
fairly
doth
excel
for
never-resting
time
leads
summer
on
to
hideous
winter
and
confounds
him
there
sap
checked
with
frost
and
lusty
leaves
quite
gone
beauty
o'er-snowed
and
bareness
every
where
then
were
not
summer's
distillation
left
a
liquid
prisoner
pent
in
walls
of
glass
beauty's
effect
with
beauty
were
bereft
nor
it
nor
no
remembrance
what
it
was
but
flowers
distilled
though
they
with
winter
meet
leese
but
their
show
their
substance
still
lives
sweet
6
then
let
not
winter's
ragged
hand
deface
in
thee
thy
summer
ere
thou
be
distilled
make
sweet
some
vial
treasure
thou
some
place
with
beauty's
treasure
ere
it
be
self-killed
that
use
is
not
forbidden
usury
which
happies
those
that
pay
the
willing
loan
that's
for
thy
self
to
breed
another
thee
or
ten
times
happier
be
it
ten
for
one
ten
times
thy
self
were
happier
than
thou
art
if
ten
of
thine
ten
times
refigured
thee
then
what
could
death
do
if
thou
shouldst
depart
leaving
thee
living
in
posterity
be
not
self-willed
for
thou
art
much
too
fair
to
be
death's
conquest
and
make
worms
thine
heir
7
lo
in
the
orient
when
the
gracious
light
lifts
up
his
burning
head
each
under
eye
doth
homage
to
his
new-appearing
sight
serving
with
looks
his
sacred
majesty
and
having
climbed
the
steep-up
heavenly
hill
resembling
strong
youth
in
his
middle
age
yet
mortal
looks
adore
his
beauty
still
attending
on
his
golden
pilgrimage
but
when
from
highmost
pitch
with
weary
car
like
feeble
age
he
reeleth
from
the
day
the
eyes
fore
duteous
now
converted
are
from
his
low
tract
and
look
another
way
so
thou
thy
self
out-going
in
thy
noon
unlooked
on
diest
unless
thou
get
a
son
8
music
to
hear
why
hear'st
thou
music
sadly
sweets
with
sweets
war
not
joy
delights
in
joy
why
lov'st
thou
that
which
thou
receiv'st
not
gladly
or
else
receiv'st
with
pleasure
thine
annoy
if
the
true
concord
of
well-tuned
sounds
by
unions
married
do
offend
thine
ear
they
do
but
sweetly
chide
thee
who
confounds
in
singleness
the
parts
that
thou
shouldst
bear
mark
how
one
string
sweet
husband
to
another
strikes
each
in
each
by
mutual
ordering
resembling
sire
and
child
and
happy
mother
who
all
in
one
one
pleasing
note
do
sing
whose
speechless
song
being
many
seeming
one
sings
this
to
thee
'thou
single
wilt
prove
none'
9
is
it
for
fear
to
wet
a
widow's
eye
that
thou
consum'st
thy
self
in
single
life
ah
if
thou
issueless
shalt
hap
to
die
the
world
will
wail
thee
like
a
makeless
wife
the
world
will
be
thy
widow
and
still
weep
that
thou
no
form
of
thee
hast
left
behind
when
every
private
widow
well
may
keep
by
children's
eyes
her
husband's
shape
in
mind
look
what
an
unthrift
in
the
world
doth
spend
shifts
but
his
place
for
still
the
world
enjoys
it
but
beauty's
waste
hath
in
the
world
an
end
and
kept
unused
the
user
so
destroys
it
no
love
toward
others
in
that
bosom
sits
that
on
himself
such
murd'rous
shame
commits
10
for
shame
deny
that
thou
bear'st
love
to
any
who
for
thy
self
art
so
unprovident
grant
if
thou
wilt
thou
art
beloved
of
many
but
that
thou
none
lov'st
is
most
evident
for
thou
art
so
possessed
with
murd'rous
hate
that
'gainst
thy
self
thou
stick'st
not
to
conspire
seeking
that
beauteous
roof
to
ruinate
which
to
repair
should
be
thy
chief
desire
o
change
thy
thought
that
i
may
change
my
mind
shall
hate
be
fairer
lodged
than
gentle
love
be
as
thy
presence
is
gracious
and
kind
or
to
thy
self
at
least
kind-hearted
prove
make
thee
another
self
for
love
of
me
that
beauty
still
may
live
in
thine
or
thee
11
as
fast
as
thou
shalt
wane
so
fast
thou
grow'st
in
one
of
thine
from
that
which
thou
departest
and
that
fresh
blood
which
youngly
thou
bestow'st
thou
mayst
call
thine
when
thou
from
youth
convertest
herein
lives
wisdom
beauty
and
increase
without
this
folly
age
and
cold
decay
if
all
were
minded
so
the
times
should
cease
and
threescore
year
would
make
the
world
away
let
those
whom
nature
hath
not
made
for
store
harsh
featureless
and
rude
barrenly
perish
look
whom
she
best
endowed
she
gave
thee
more
which
bounteous
gift
thou
shouldst
in
bounty
cherish
she
carved
thee
for
her
seal
and
meant
thereby
thou
shouldst
print
more
not
let
that
copy
die
12
when
i
do
count
the
clock
that
tells
the
time
and
see
the
brave
day
sunk
in
hideous
night
when
i
behold
the
violet
past
prime
and
sable
curls
all
silvered
o'er
with
white
when
lofty
trees
i
see
barren
of
leaves
which
erst
from
heat
did
canopy
the
herd
and
summer's
green
all
girded
up
in
sheaves
borne
on
the
bier
with
white
and
bristly
beard
then
of
thy
beauty
do
i
question
make
that
thou
among
the
wastes
of
time
must
go
since
sweets
and
beauties
do
themselves
forsake
and
die
as
fast
as
they
see
others
grow
and
nothing
'gainst
time's
scythe
can
make
defence
save
breed
to
brave
him
when
he
takes
thee
hence
13
o
that
you
were
your
self
but
love
you
are
no
longer
yours
than
you
your
self
here
live
against
this
coming
end
you
should
prepare
and
your
sweet
semblance
to
some
other
give
so
should
that
beauty
which
you
hold
in
lease
find
no
determination
then
you
were
your
self
again
after
your
self's
decease
when
your
sweet
issue
your
sweet
form
should
bear
who
lets
so
fair
a
house
fall
to
decay
which
husbandry
in
honour
might
uphold
against
the
stormy
gusts
of
winter's
day
and
barren
rage
of
death's
eternal
cold
o
none
but
unthrifts
dear
my
love
you
know
you
had
a
father
let
your
son
say
so
14
not
from
the
stars
do
i
my
judgement
pluck
and
yet
methinks
i
have
astronomy
but
not
to
tell
of
good
or
evil
luck
of
plagues
of
dearths
or
seasons'
quality
nor
can
i
fortune
to
brief
minutes
tell
pointing
to
each
his
thunder
rain
and
wind
or
say
with
princes
if
it
shall
go
well
by
oft
predict
that
i
in
heaven
find
but
from
thine
eyes
my
knowledge
i
derive
and
constant
stars
in
them
i
read
such
art
as
truth
and
beauty
shall
together
thrive
if
from
thy
self
to
store
thou
wouldst
convert
or
else
of
thee
this
i
prognosticate
thy
end
is
truth's
and
beauty's
doom
and
date
15
when
i
consider
every
thing
that
grows
holds
in
perfection
but
a
little
moment
that
this
huge
stage
presenteth
nought
but
shows
whereon
the
stars
in
secret
influence
comment
when
i
perceive
that
men
as
plants
increase
cheered
and
checked
even
by
the
self-same
sky
vaunt
in
their
youthful
sap
at
height
decrease
and
wear
their
brave
state
out
of
memory
then
the
conceit
of
this
inconstant
stay
sets
you
most
rich
in
youth
before
my
sight
where
wasteful
time
debateth
with
decay
to
change
your
day
of
youth
to
sullied
night
and
all
in
war
with
time
for
love
of
you
as
he
takes
from
you
i
engraft
you
new
16
but
wherefore
do
not
you
a
mightier
way
make
war
upon
this
bloody
tyrant
time
and
fortify
your
self
in
your
decay
with
means
more
blessed
than
my
barren
rhyme
now
stand
you
on
the
top
of
happy
hours
and
many
maiden
gardens
yet
unset
with
virtuous
wish
would
bear
you
living
flowers
much
liker
than
your
painted
counterfeit
so
should
the
lines
of
life
that
life
repair
which
this
time's
pencil
or
my
pupil
pen
neither
in
inward
worth
nor
outward
fair
can
make
you
live
your
self
in
eyes
of
men
to
give
away
your
self
keeps
your
self
still
and
you
must
live
drawn
by
your
own
sweet
skill
17
who
will
believe
my
verse
in
time
to
come
if
it
were
filled
with
your
most
high
deserts
though
yet
heaven
knows
it
is
but
as
a
tomb
which
hides
your
life
and
shows
not
half
your
parts
if
i
could
write
the
beauty
of
your
eyes
and
in
fresh
numbers
number
all
your
graces
the
age
to
come
would
say
this
poet
lies
such
heavenly
touches
ne'er
touched
earthly
faces
so
should
my
papers
yellowed
with
their
age
be
scorned
like
old
men
of
less
truth
than
tongue
and
your
true
rights
be
termed
a
poet's
rage
and
stretched
metre
of
an
antique
song
but
were
some
child
of
yours
alive
that
time
you
should
live
twice
in
it
and
in
my
rhyme
18
shall
i
compare
thee
to
a
summer's
day
thou
art
more
lovely
and
more
temperate
rough
winds
do
shake
the
darling
buds
of
may
and
summer's
lease
hath
all
too
short
a
date
sometime
too
hot
the
eye
of
heaven
shines
and
often
is
his
gold
complexion
dimmed
and
every
fair
from
fair
sometime
declines
by
chance
or
nature's
changing
course
untrimmed
but
thy
eternal
summer
shall
not
fade
nor
lose
possession
of
that
fair
thou
ow'st
nor
shall
death
brag
thou
wand'rest
in
his
shade
when
in
eternal
lines
to
time
thou
grow'st
so
long
as
men
can
breathe
or
eyes
can
see
so
long
lives
this
and
this
gives
life
to
thee
19
devouring
time
blunt
thou
the
lion's
paws
and
make
the
earth
devour
her
own
sweet
brood
pluck
the
keen
teeth
from
the
fierce
tiger's
jaws
and
burn
the
long-lived
phoenix
in
her
blood
make
glad
and
sorry
seasons
as
thou
fleet'st
and
do
whate'er
thou
wilt
swift-footed
time
to
the
wide
world
and
all
her
fading
sweets
but
i
forbid
thee
one
most
heinous
crime
o
carve
not
with
thy
hours
my
love's
fair
brow
nor
draw
no
lines
there
with
thine
antique
pen
him
in
thy
course
untainted
do
allow
for
beauty's
pattern
to
succeeding
men
yet
do
thy
worst
old
time
despite
thy
wrong
my
love
shall
in
my
verse
ever
live
young
20
a
woman's
face
with
nature's
own
hand
painted
hast
thou
the
master
mistress
of
my
passion
a
woman's
gentle
heart
but
not
acquainted
with
shifting
change
as
is
false
women's
fashion
an
eye
more
bright
than
theirs
less
false
in
rolling
gilding
the
object
whereupon
it
gazeth
a
man
in
hue
all
hues
in
his
controlling
which
steals
men's
eyes
and
women's
souls
amazeth
and
for
a
woman
wert
thou
first
created
till
nature
as
she
wrought
thee
fell
a-doting
and
by
addition
me
of
thee
defeated
by
adding
one
thing
to
my
purpose
nothing
but
since
she
pricked
thee
out
for
women's
pleasure
mine
be
thy
love
and
thy
love's
use
their
treasure
21
so
is
it
not
with
me
as
with
that
muse
stirred
by
a
painted
beauty
to
his
verse
who
heaven
it
self
for
ornament
doth
use
and
every
fair
with
his
fair
doth
rehearse
making
a
couplement
of
proud
compare
with
sun
and
moon
with
earth
and
sea's
rich
gems
with
april's
first-born
flowers
and
all
things
rare
that
heaven's
air
in
this
huge
rondure
hems
o
let
me
true
in
love
but
truly
write
and
then
believe
me
my
love
is
as
fair
as
any
mother's
child
though
not
so
bright
as
those
gold
candles
fixed
in
heaven's
air
let
them
say
more
that
like
of
hearsay
well
i
will
not
praise
that
purpose
not
to
sell
22
my
glass
shall
not
persuade
me
i
am
old
so
long
as
youth
and
thou
are
of
one
date
but
when
in
thee
time's
furrows
i
behold
then
look
i
death
my
days
should
expiate
for
all
that
beauty
that
doth
cover
thee
is
but
the
seemly
raiment
of
my
heart
which
in
thy
breast
doth
live
as
thine
in
me
how
can
i
then
be
elder
than
thou
art
o
therefore
love
be
of
thyself
so
wary
as
i
not
for
my
self
but
for
thee
will
bearing
thy
heart
which
i
will
keep
so
chary
as
tender
nurse
her
babe
from
faring
ill
presume
not
on
thy
heart
when
mine
is
slain
thou
gav'st
me
thine
not
to
give
back
again
23
as
an
unperfect
actor
on
the
stage
who
with
his
fear
is
put
beside
his
part
or
some
fierce
thing
replete
with
too
much
rage
whose
strength's
abundance
weakens
his
own
heart
so
i
for
fear
of
trust
forget
to
say
the
perfect
ceremony
of
love's
rite
and
in
mine
own
love's
strength
seem
to
decay
o'ercharged
with
burthen
of
mine
own
love's
might
o
let
my
looks
be
then
the
eloquence
and
dumb
presagers
of
my
speaking
breast
who
plead
for
love
and
look
for
recompense
more
than
that
tongue
that
more
hath
more
expressed
o
learn
to
read
what
silent
love
hath
writ
to
hear
with
eyes
belongs
to
love's
fine
wit
24
mine
eye
hath
played
the
painter
and
hath
stelled
thy
beauty's
form
in
table
of
my
heart
my
body
is
the
frame
wherein
'tis
held
and
perspective
it
is
best
painter's
art
for
through
the
painter
must
you
see
his
skill
to
find
where
your
true
image
pictured
lies
which
in
my
bosom's
shop
is
hanging
still
that
hath
his
windows
glazed
with
thine
eyes
now
see
what
good
turns
eyes
for
eyes
have
done
mine
eyes
have
drawn
thy
shape
and
thine
for
me
are
windows
to
my
breast
where-through
the
sun
delights
to
peep
to
gaze
therein
on
thee
yet
eyes
this
cunning
want
to
grace
their
art
they
draw
but
what
they
see
know
not
the
heart
25
let
those
who
are
in
favour
with
their
stars
of
public
honour
and
proud
titles
boast
whilst
i
whom
fortune
of
such
triumph
bars
unlooked
for
joy
in
that
i
honour
most
great
princes'
favourites
their
fair
leaves
spread
but
as
the
marigold
at
the
sun's
eye
and
in
themselves
their
pride
lies
buried
for
at
a
frown
they
in
their
glory
die
the
painful
warrior
famoused
for
fight
after
a
thousand
victories
once
foiled
is
from
the
book
of
honour
razed
quite
and
all
the
rest
forgot
for
which
he
toiled
then
happy
i
that
love
and
am
beloved
where
i
may
not
remove
nor
be
removed
26
lord
of
my
love
to
whom
in
vassalage
thy
merit
hath
my
duty
strongly
knit
to
thee
i
send
this
written
embassage
to
witness
duty
not
to
show
my
wit
duty
so
great
which
wit
so
poor
as
mine
may
make
seem
bare
in
wanting
words
to
show
it
but
that
i
hope
some
good
conceit
of
thine
in
thy
soul's
thought
all
naked
will
bestow
it
till
whatsoever
star
that
guides
my
moving
points
on
me
graciously
with
fair
aspect
and
puts
apparel
on
my
tattered
loving
to
show
me
worthy
of
thy
sweet
respect
then
may
i
dare
to
boast
how
i
do
love
thee
till
then
not
show
my
head
where
thou
mayst
prove
me
27
weary
with
toil
i
haste
me
to
my
bed
the
dear
respose
for
limbs
with
travel
tired
but
then
begins
a
journey
in
my
head
to
work
my
mind
when
body's
work's
expired
for
then
my
thoughts
from
far
where
i
abide
intend
a
zealous
pilgrimage
to
thee
and
keep
my
drooping
eyelids
open
wide
looking
on
darkness
which
the
blind
do
see
save
that
my
soul's
imaginary
sight
presents
thy
shadow
to
my
sightless
view
which
like
a
jewel
hung
in
ghastly
night
makes
black
night
beauteous
and
her
old
face
new
lo
thus
by
day
my
limbs
by
night
my
mind
for
thee
and
for
my
self
no
quiet
find
28
how
can
i
then
return
in
happy
plight
that
am
debarred
the
benefit
of
rest
when
day's
oppression
is
not
eased
by
night
but
day
by
night
and
night
by
day
oppressed
and
each
though
enemies
to
either's
reign
do
in
consent
shake
hands
to
torture
me
the
one
by
toil
the
other
to
complain
how
far
i
toil
still
farther
off
from
thee
i
tell
the
day
to
please
him
thou
art
bright
and
dost
him
grace
when
clouds
do
blot
the
heaven
so
flatter
i
the
swart-complexioned
night
when
sparkling
stars
twire
not
thou
gild'st
the
even
but
day
doth
daily
draw
my
sorrows
longer
and
night
doth
nightly
make
grief's
length
seem
stronger
29
when
in
disgrace
with
fortune
and
men's
eyes
i
all
alone
beweep
my
outcast
state
and
trouble
deaf
heaven
with
my
bootless
cries
and
look
upon
my
self
and
curse
my
fate
wishing
me
like
to
one
more
rich
in
hope
featured
like
him
like
him
with
friends
possessed
desiring
this
man's
art
and
that
man's
scope
with
what
i
most
enjoy
contented
least
yet
in
these
thoughts
my
self
almost
despising
haply
i
think
on
thee
and
then
my
state
like
to
the
lark
at
break
of
day
arising
from
sullen
earth
sings
hymns
at
heaven's
gate
for
thy
sweet
love
remembered
such
wealth
brings
that
then
i
scorn
to
change
my
state
with
kings
30
when
to
the
sessions
of
sweet
silent
thought
i
summon
up
remembrance
of
things
past
i
sigh
the
lack
of
many
a
thing
i
sought
and
with
old
woes
new
wail
my
dear
time's
waste
then
can
i
drown
an
eye
unused
to
flow
for
precious
friends
hid
in
death's
dateless
night
and
weep
afresh
love's
long
since
cancelled
woe
and
moan
th'
expense
of
many
a
vanished
sight
then
can
i
grieve
at
grievances
foregone
and
heavily
from
woe
to
woe
tell
o'er
the
sad
account
of
fore-bemoaned
moan
which
i
new
pay
as
if
not
paid
before
but
if
the
while
i
think
on
thee
dear
friend
all
losses
are
restored
and
sorrows
end
31
thy
bosom
is
endeared
with
all
hearts
which
i
by
lacking
have
supposed
dead
and
there
reigns
love
and
all
love's
loving
parts
and
all
those
friends
which
i
thought
buried
how
many
a
holy
and
obsequious
tear
hath
dear
religious
love
stol'n
from
mine
eye
as
interest
of
the
dead
which
now
appear
but
things
removed
that
hidden
in
thee
lie
thou
art
the
grave
where
buried
love
doth
live
hung
with
the
trophies
of
my
lovers
gone
who
all
their
parts
of
me
to
thee
did
give
that
due
of
many
now
is
thine
alone
their
images
i
loved
i
view
in
thee
and
thou
all
they
hast
all
the
all
of
me
32
if
thou
survive
my
well-contented
day
when
that
churl
death
my
bones
with
dust
shall
cover
and
shalt
by
fortune
once
more
re-survey
these
poor
rude
lines
of
thy
deceased
lover
compare
them
with
the
bett'ring
of
the
time
and
though
they
be
outstripped
by
every
pen
reserve
them
for
my
love
not
for
their
rhyme
exceeded
by
the
height
of
happier
men
o
then
vouchsafe
me
but
this
loving
thought
'had
my
friend's
muse
grown
with
this
growing
age
a
dearer
birth
than
this
his
love
had
brought
to
march
in
ranks
of
better
equipage
but
since
he
died
and
poets
better
prove
theirs
for
their
style
i'll
read
his
for
his
love'
33
full
many
a
glorious
morning
have
i
seen
flatter
the
mountain
tops
with
sovereign
eye
kissing
with
golden
face
the
meadows
green
gilding
pale
streams
with
heavenly
alchemy
anon
permit
the
basest
clouds
to
ride
with
ugly
rack
on
his
celestial
face
and
from
the
forlorn
world
his
visage
hide
stealing
unseen
to
west
with
this
disgrace
even
so
my
sun
one
early
morn
did
shine
with
all
triumphant
splendour
on
my
brow
but
out
alack
he
was
but
one
hour
mine
the
region
cloud
hath
masked
him
from
me
now
yet
him
for
this
my
love
no
whit
disdaineth
suns
of
the
world
may
stain
when
heaven's
sun
staineth
34
why
didst
thou
promise
such
a
beauteous
day
and
make
me
travel
forth
without
my
cloak
to
let
base
clouds
o'ertake
me
in
my
way
hiding
thy
brav'ry
in
their
rotten
smoke
'tis
not
enough
that
through
the
cloud
thou
break
to
dry
the
rain
on
my
storm-beaten
face
for
no
man
well
of
such
a
salve
can
speak
that
heals
the
wound
and
cures
not
the
disgrace
nor
can
thy
shame
give
physic
to
my
grief
though
thou
repent
yet
i
have
still
the
loss
th'
offender's
sorrow
lends
but
weak
relief
to
him
that
bears
the
strong
offence's
cross
ah
but
those
tears
are
pearl
which
thy
love
sheds
and
they
are
rich
and
ransom
all
ill
deeds
35
no
more
be
grieved
at
that
which
thou
hast
done
roses
have
thorns
and
silver
fountains
mud
clouds
and
eclipses
stain
both
moon
and
sun
and
loathsome
canker
lives
in
sweetest
bud
all
men
make
faults
and
even
i
in
this
authorizing
thy
trespass
with
compare
my
self
corrupting
salving
thy
amiss
excusing
thy
sins
more
than
thy
sins
are
for
to
thy
sensual
fault
i
bring
in
sense
thy
adverse
party
is
thy
advocate
and
'gainst
my
self
a
lawful
plea
commence
such
civil
war
is
in
my
love
and
hate
that
i
an
accessary
needs
must
be
to
that
sweet
thief
which
sourly
robs
from
me
36
let
me
confess
that
we
two
must
be
twain
although
our
undivided
loves
are
one
so
shall
those
blots
that
do
with
me
remain
without
thy
help
by
me
be
borne
alone
in
our
two
loves
there
is
but
one
respect
though
in
our
lives
a
separable
spite
which
though
it
alter
not
love's
sole
effect
yet
doth
it
steal
sweet
hours
from
love's
delight
i
may
not
evermore
acknowledge
thee
lest
my
bewailed
guilt
should
do
thee
shame
nor
thou
with
public
kindness
honour
me
unless
thou
take
that
honour
from
thy
name
but
do
not
so
i
love
thee
in
such
sort
as
thou
being
mine
mine
is
thy
good
report
37
as
a
decrepit
father
takes
delight
to
see
his
active
child
do
deeds
of
youth
so
i
made
lame
by
fortune's
dearest
spite
take
all
my
comfort
of
thy
worth
and
truth
for
whether
beauty
birth
or
wealth
or
wit
or
any
of
these
all
or
all
or
more
entitled
in
thy
parts
do
crowned
sit
i
make
my
love
engrafted
to
this
store
so
then
i
am
not
lame
poor
nor
despised
whilst
that
this
shadow
doth
such
substance
give
that
i
in
thy
abundance
am
sufficed
and
by
a
part
of
all
thy
glory
live
look
what
is
best
that
best
i
wish
in
thee
this
wish
i
have
then
ten
times
happy
me
38
how
can
my
muse
want
subject
to
invent
while
thou
dost
breathe
that
pour'st
into
my
verse
thine
own
sweet
argument
too
excellent
for
every
vulgar
paper
to
rehearse
o
give
thy
self
the
thanks
if
aught
in
me
worthy
perusal
stand
against
thy
sight
for
who's
so
dumb
that
cannot
write
to
thee
when
thou
thy
self
dost
give
invention
light
be
thou
the
tenth
muse
ten
times
more
in
worth
than
those
old
nine
which
rhymers
invocate
and
he
that
calls
on
thee
let
him
bring
forth
eternal
numbers
to
outlive
long
date
if
my
slight
muse
do
please
these
curious
days
the
pain
be
mine
but
thine
shall
be
the
praise
39
o
how
thy
worth
with
manners
may
i
sing
when
thou
art
all
the
better
part
of
me
what
can
mine
own
praise
to
mine
own
self
bring
and
what
is't
but
mine
own
when
i
praise
thee
even
for
this
let
us
divided
live
and
our
dear
love
lose
name
of
single
one
that
by
this
separation
i
may
give
that
due
to
thee
which
thou
deserv'st
alone
o
absence
what
a
torment
wouldst
thou
prove
were
it
not
thy
sour
leisure
gave
sweet
leave
to
entertain
the
time
with
thoughts
of
love
which
time
and
thoughts
so
sweetly
doth
deceive
and
that
thou
teachest
how
to
make
one
twain
by
praising
him
here
who
doth
hence
remain
40
take
all
my
loves
my
love
yea
take
them
all
what
hast
thou
then
more
than
thou
hadst
before
no
love
my
love
that
thou
mayst
true
love
call
all
mine
was
thine
before
thou
hadst
this
more
then
if
for
my
love
thou
my
love
receivest
i
cannot
blame
thee
for
my
love
thou
usest
but
yet
be
blamed
if
thou
thy
self
deceivest
by
wilful
taste
of
what
thy
self
refusest
i
do
forgive
thy
robbery
gentle
thief
although
thou
steal
thee
all
my
poverty
and
yet
love
knows
it
is
a
greater
grief
to
bear
greater
wrong
than
hate's
known
injury
lascivious
grace
in
whom
all
ill
well
shows
kill
me
with
spites
yet
we
must
not
be
foes
41
those
pretty
wrongs
that
liberty
commits
when
i
am
sometime
absent
from
thy
heart
thy
beauty
and
thy
years
full
well
befits
for
still
temptation
follows
where
thou
art
gentle
thou
art
and
therefore
to
be
won
beauteous
thou
art
therefore
to
be
assailed
and
when
a
woman
woos
what
woman's
son
will
sourly
leave
her
till
he
have
prevailed
ay
me
but
yet
thou
mightst
my
seat
forbear
and
chide
thy
beauty
and
thy
straying
youth
who
lead
thee
in
their
riot
even
there
where
thou
art
forced
to
break
a
twofold
truth
hers
by
thy
beauty
tempting
her
to
thee
thine
by
thy
beauty
being
false
to
me
42
that
thou
hast
her
it
is
not
all
my
grief
and
yet
it
may
be
said
i
loved
her
dearly
that
she
hath
thee
is
of
my
wailing
chief
a
loss
in
love
that
touches
me
more
nearly
loving
offenders
thus
i
will
excuse
ye
thou
dost
love
her
because
thou
know'st
i
love
her
and
for
my
sake
even
so
doth
she
abuse
me
suff'ring
my
friend
for
my
sake
to
approve
her
if
i
lose
thee
my
loss
is
my
love's
gain
and
losing
her
my
friend
hath
found
that
loss
both
find
each
other
and
i
lose
both
twain
and
both
for
my
sake
lay
on
me
this
cross
but
here's
the
joy
my
friend
and
i
are
one
sweet
flattery
then
she
loves
but
me
alone
43
when
most
i
wink
then
do
mine
eyes
best
see
for
all
the
day
they
view
things
unrespected
but
when
i
sleep
in
dreams
they
look
on
thee
and
darkly
bright
are
bright
in
dark
directed
then
thou
whose
shadow
shadows
doth
make
bright
how
would
thy
shadow's
form
form
happy
show
to
the
clear
day
with
thy
much
clearer
light
when
to
unseeing
eyes
thy
shade
shines
so!
how
would
i
say
mine
eyes
be
blessed
made
by
looking
on
thee
in
the
living
day
when
in
dead
night
thy
fair
imperfect
shade
through
heavy
sleep
on
sightless
eyes
doth
stay!
all
days
are
nights
to
see
till
i
see
thee
and
nights
bright
days
when
dreams
do
show
thee
me
44
if
the
dull
substance
of
my
flesh
were
thought
injurious
distance
should
not
stop
my
way
for
then
despite
of
space
i
would
be
brought
from
limits
far
remote
where
thou
dost
stay
no
matter
then
although
my
foot
did
stand
upon
the
farthest
earth
removed
from
thee
for
nimble
thought
can
jump
both
sea
and
land
as
soon
as
think
the
place
where
he
would
be
but
ah
thought
kills
me
that
i
am
not
thought
to
leap
large
lengths
of
miles
when
thou
art
gone
but
that
so
much
of
earth
and
water
wrought
i
must
attend
time's
leisure
with
my
moan
receiving
nought
by
elements
so
slow
but
heavy
tears
badges
of
either's
woe
45
the
other
two
slight
air
and
purging
fire
are
both
with
thee
wherever
i
abide
the
first
my
thought
the
other
my
desire
these
present-absent
with
swift
motion
slide
for
when
these
quicker
elements
are
gone
in
tender
embassy
of
love
to
thee
my
life
being
made
of
four
with
two
alone
sinks
down
to
death
oppressed
with
melancholy
until
life's
composition
be
recured
by
those
swift
messengers
returned
from
thee
who
even
but
now
come
back
again
assured
of
thy
fair
health
recounting
it
to
me
this
told
i
joy
but
then
no
longer
glad
i
send
them
back
again
and
straight
grow
sad
46
mine
eye
and
heart
are
at
a
mortal
war
how
to
divide
the
conquest
of
thy
sight
mine
eye
my
heart
thy
picture's
sight
would
bar
my
heart
mine
eye
the
freedom
of
that
right
my
heart
doth
plead
that
thou
in
him
dost
lie
a
closet
never
pierced
with
crystal
eyes
but
the
defendant
doth
that
plea
deny
and
says
in
him
thy
fair
appearance
lies
to
side
this
title
is
impanelled
a
quest
of
thoughts
all
tenants
to
the
heart
and
by
their
verdict
is
determined
the
clear
eye's
moiety
and
the
dear
heart's
part
as
thus
mine
eye's
due
is
thy
outward
part
and
my
heart's
right
thy
inward
love
of
heart
47
betwixt
mine
eye
and
heart
a
league
is
took
and
each
doth
good
turns
now
unto
the
other
when
that
mine
eye
is
famished
for
a
look
or
heart
in
love
with
sighs
himself
doth
smother
with
my
love's
picture
then
my
eye
doth
feast
and
to
the
painted
banquet
bids
my
heart
another
time
mine
eye
is
my
heart's
guest
and
in
his
thoughts
of
love
doth
share
a
part
so
either
by
thy
picture
or
my
love
thy
self
away
art
present
still
with
me
for
thou
not
farther
than
my
thoughts
canst
move
and
i
am
still
with
them
and
they
with
thee
or
if
they
sleep
thy
picture
in
my
sight
awakes
my
heart
to
heart's
and
eye's
delight
48
how
careful
was
i
when
i
took
my
way
each
trifle
under
truest
bars
to
thrust
that
to
my
use
it
might
unused
stay
from
hands
of
falsehood
in
sure
wards
of
trust!
but
thou
to
whom
my
jewels
trifles
are
most
worthy
comfort
now
my
greatest
grief
thou
best
of
dearest
and
mine
only
care
art
left
the
prey
of
every
vulgar
thief
thee
have
i
not
locked
up
in
any
chest
save
where
thou
art
not
though
i
feel
thou
art
within
the
gentle
closure
of
my
breast
from
whence
at
pleasure
thou
mayst
come
and
part
and
even
thence
thou
wilt
be
stol'n
i
fear
for
truth
proves
thievish
for
a
prize
so
dear
49
against
that
time
if
ever
that
time
come
when
i
shall
see
thee
frown
on
my
defects
when
as
thy
love
hath
cast
his
utmost
sum
called
to
that
audit
by
advised
respects
against
that
time
when
thou
shalt
strangely
pass
and
scarcely
greet
me
with
that
sun
thine
eye
when
love
converted
from
the
thing
it
was
shall
reasons
find
of
settled
gravity
against
that
time
do
i
ensconce
me
here
within
the
knowledge
of
mine
own
desert
and
this
my
hand
against
my
self
uprear
to
guard
the
lawful
reasons
on
thy
part
to
leave
poor
me
thou
hast
the
strength
of
laws
since
why
to
love
i
can
allege
no
cause
50
how
heavy
do
i
journey
on
the
way
when
what
i
seek
my
weary
travel's
end
doth
teach
that
case
and
that
repose
to
say
'thus
far
the
miles
are
measured
from
thy
friend
'
the
beast
that
bears
me
tired
with
my
woe
plods
dully
on
to
bear
that
weight
in
me
as
if
by
some
instinct
the
wretch
did
know
his
rider
loved
not
speed
being
made
from
thee
the
bloody
spur
cannot
provoke
him
on
that
sometimes
anger
thrusts
into
his
hide
which
heavily
he
answers
with
a
groan
more
sharp
to
me
than
spurring
to
his
side
for
that
same
groan
doth
put
this
in
my
mind
my
grief
lies
onward
and
my
joy
behind
51
thus
can
my
love
excuse
the
slow
offence
of
my
dull
bearer
when
from
thee
i
speed
from
where
thou
art
why
should
i
haste
me
thence
till
i
return
of
posting
is
no
need
o
what
excuse
will
my
poor
beast
then
find
when
swift
extremity
can
seem
but
slow
then
should
i
spur
though
mounted
on
the
wind
in
winged
speed
no
motion
shall
i
know
then
can
no
horse
with
my
desire
keep
pace
therefore
desire
of
perfect'st
love
being
made
shall
neigh
no
dull
flesh
in
his
fiery
race
but
love
for
love
thus
shall
excuse
my
jade
since
from
thee
going
he
went
wilful-slow
towards
thee
i'll
run
and
give
him
leave
to
go
52
so
am
i
as
the
rich
whose
blessed
key
can
bring
him
to
his
sweet
up-locked
treasure
the
which
he
will
not
every
hour
survey
for
blunting
the
fine
point
of
seldom
pleasure
therefore
are
feasts
so
solemn
and
so
rare
since
seldom
coming
in
that
long
year
set
like
stones
of
worth
they
thinly
placed
are
or
captain
jewels
in
the
carcanet
so
is
the
time
that
keeps
you
as
my
chest
or
as
the
wardrobe
which
the
robe
doth
hide
to
make
some
special
instant
special-blest
by
new
unfolding
his
imprisoned
pride
blessed
are
you
whose
worthiness
gives
scope
being
had
to
triumph
being
lacked
to
hope
53
what
is
your
substance
whereof
are
you
made
that
millions
of
strange
shadows
on
you
tend
since
every
one
hath
every
one
one
shade
and
you
but
one
can
every
shadow
lend
describe
adonis
and
the
counterfeit
is
poorly
imitated
after
you
on
helen's
cheek
all
art
of
beauty
set
and
you
in
grecian
tires
are
painted
new
speak
of
the
spring
and
foison
of
the
year
the
one
doth
shadow
of
your
beauty
show
the
other
as
your
bounty
doth
appear
and
you
in
every
blessed
shape
we
know
in
all
external
grace
you
have
some
part
but
you
like
none
none
you
for
constant
heart
54
o
how
much
more
doth
beauty
beauteous
seem
by
that
sweet
ornament
which
truth
doth
give!
the
rose
looks
fair
but
fairer
we
it
deem
for
that
sweet
odour
which
doth
in
it
live
the
canker
blooms
have
full
as
deep
a
dye
as
the
perfumed
tincture
of
the
roses
hang
on
such
thorns
and
play
as
wantonly
when
summer's
breath
their
masked
buds
discloses
but
for
their
virtue
only
is
their
show
they
live
unwooed
and
unrespected
fade
die
to
themselves
sweet
roses
do
not
so
of
their
sweet
deaths
are
sweetest
odours
made
and
so
of
you
beauteous
and
lovely
youth
when
that
shall
vade
by
verse
distills
your
truth
55
not
marble
nor
the
gilded
monuments
of
princes
shall
outlive
this
powerful
rhyme
but
you
shall
shine
more
bright
in
these
contents
than
unswept
stone
besmeared
with
sluttish
time
when
wasteful
war
shall
statues
overturn
and
broils
root
out
the
work
of
masonry
nor
mars
his
sword
nor
war's
quick
fire
shall
burn
the
living
record
of
your
memory
'gainst
death
and
all-oblivious
enmity
shall
you
pace
forth
your
praise
shall
still
find
room
even
in
the
eyes
of
all
posterity
that
wear
this
world
out
to
the
ending
doom
so
till
the
judgment
that
your
self
arise
you
live
in
this
and
dwell
in
lovers'
eyes
56
sweet
love
renew
thy
force
be
it
not
said
thy
edge
should
blunter
be
than
appetite
which
but
to-day
by
feeding
is
allayed
to-morrow
sharpened
in
his
former
might
so
love
be
thou
although
to-day
thou
fill
thy
hungry
eyes
even
till
they
wink
with
fulness
to-morrow
see
again
and
do
not
kill
the
spirit
of
love
with
a
perpetual
dulness
let
this
sad
interim
like
the
ocean
be
which
parts
the
shore
where
two
contracted
new
come
daily
to
the
banks
that
when
they
see
return
of
love
more
blest
may
be
the
view
or
call
it
winter
which
being
full
of
care
makes
summer's
welcome
thrice
more
wished
more
rare
57
being
your
slave
what
should
i
do
but
tend
upon
the
hours
and
times
of
your
desire
i
have
no
precious
time
at
all
to
spend
nor
services
to
do
till
you
require
nor
dare
i
chide
the
world-without-end
hour
whilst
i
my
sovereign
watch
the
clock
for
you
nor
think
the
bitterness
of
absence
sour
when
you
have
bid
your
servant
once
adieu
nor
dare
i
question
with
my
jealous
thought
where
you
may
be
or
your
affairs
suppose
but
like
a
sad
slave
stay
and
think
of
nought
save
where
you
are
how
happy
you
make
those
so
true
a
fool
is
love
that
in
your
will
though
you
do
any
thing
he
thinks
no
ill
58
that
god
forbid
that
made
me
first
your
slave
i
should
in
thought
control
your
times
of
pleasure
or
at
your
hand
th'
account
of
hours
to
crave
being
your
vassal
bound
to
stay
your
leisure
o
let
me
suffer
being
at
your
beck
th'
imprisoned
absence
of
your
liberty
and
patience
tame
to
sufferance
bide
each
check
without
accusing
you
of
injury
be
where
you
list
your
charter
is
so
strong
that
you
your
self
may
privilage
your
time
to
what
you
will
to
you
it
doth
belong
your
self
to
pardon
of
self-doing
crime
i
am
to
wait
though
waiting
so
be
hell
not
blame
your
pleasure
be
it
ill
or
well
59
if
there
be
nothing
new
but
that
which
is
hath
been
before
how
are
our
brains
beguiled
which
labouring
for
invention
bear
amis
the
second
burthen
of
a
former
child!
o
that
record
could
with
a
backward
look
even
of
five
hundred
courses
of
the
sun
show
me
your
image
in
some
antique
book
since
mind
at
first
in
character
was
done
that
i
might
see
what
the
old
world
could
say
to
this
composed
wonder
of
your
frame
whether
we
are
mended
or
whether
better
they
or
whether
revolution
be
the
same
o
sure
i
am
the
wits
of
former
days
to
subjects
worse
have
given
admiring
praise
60
like
as
the
waves
make
towards
the
pebbled
shore
so
do
our
minutes
hasten
to
their
end
each
changing
place
with
that
which
goes
before
in
sequent
toil
all
forwards
do
contend
nativity
once
in
the
main
of
light
crawls
to
maturity
wherewith
being
crowned
crooked
eclipses
'gainst
his
glory
fight
and
time
that
gave
doth
now
his
gift
confound
time
doth
transfix
the
flourish
set
on
youth
and
delves
the
parallels
in
beauty's
brow
feeds
on
the
rarities
of
nature's
truth
and
nothing
stands
but
for
his
scythe
to
mow
and
yet
to
times
in
hope
my
verse
shall
stand
praising
thy
worth
despite
his
cruel
hand
61
is
it
thy
will
thy
image
should
keep
open
my
heavy
eyelids
to
the
weary
night
dost
thou
desire
my
slumbers
should
be
broken
while
shadows
like
to
thee
do
mock
my
sight
is
it
thy
spirit
that
thou
send'st
from
thee
so
far
from
home
into
my
deeds
to
pry
to
find
out
shames
and
idle
hours
in
me
the
scope
and
tenure
of
thy
jealousy
o
no
thy
love
though
much
is
not
so
great
it
is
my
love
that
keeps
mine
eye
awake
mine
own
true
love
that
doth
my
rest
defeat
to
play
the
watchman
ever
for
thy
sake
for
thee
watch
i
whilst
thou
dost
wake
elsewhere
from
me
far
off
with
others
all
too
near
62
sin
of
self-love
possesseth
all
mine
eye
and
all
my
soul
and
all
my
every
part
and
for
this
sin
there
is
no
remedy
it
is
so
grounded
inward
in
my
heart
methinks
no
face
so
gracious
is
as
mine
no
shape
so
true
no
truth
of
such
account
and
for
my
self
mine
own
worth
do
define
as
i
all
other
in
all
worths
surmount
but
when
my
glass
shows
me
my
self
indeed
beated
and
chopt
with
tanned
antiquity
mine
own
self-love
quite
contrary
i
read
self
so
self-loving
were
iniquity
'tis
thee
my
self
that
for
my
self
i
praise
painting
my
age
with
beauty
of
thy
days
63
against
my
love
shall
be
as
i
am
now
with
time's
injurious
hand
crushed
and
o'erworn
when
hours
have
drained
his
blood
and
filled
his
brow
with
lines
and
wrinkles
when
his
youthful
morn
hath
travelled
on
to
age's
steepy
night
and
all
those
beauties
whereof
now
he's
king
are
vanishing
or
vanished
out
of
sight
stealing
away
the
treasure
of
his
spring
for
such
a
time
do
i
now
fortify
against
confounding
age's
cruel
knife
that
he
shall
never
cut
from
memory
my
sweet
love's
beauty
though
my
lover's
life
his
beauty
shall
in
these
black
lines
be
seen
and
they
shall
live
and
he
in
them
still
green
64
when
i
have
seen
by
time's
fell
hand
defaced
the
rich-proud
cost
of
outworn
buried
age
when
sometime
lofty
towers
i
see
down-rased
and
brass
eternal
slave
to
mortal
rage
when
i
have
seen
the
hungry
ocean
gain
advantage
on
the
kingdom
of
the
shore
and
the
firm
soil
win
of
the
watery
main
increasing
store
with
loss
and
loss
with
store
when
i
have
seen
such
interchange
of
state
or
state
it
self
confounded
to
decay
ruin
hath
taught
me
thus
to
ruminate
that
time
will
come
and
take
my
love
away
this
thought
is
as
a
death
which
cannot
choose
but
weep
to
have
that
which
it
fears
to
lose
65
since
brass
nor
stone
nor
earth
nor
boundless
sea
but
sad
mortality
o'ersways
their
power
how
with
this
rage
shall
beauty
hold
a
plea
whose
action
is
no
stronger
than
a
flower
o
how
shall
summer's
honey
breath
hold
out
against
the
wrackful
siege
of
batt'ring
days
when
rocks
impregnable
are
not
so
stout
nor
gates
of
steel
so
strong
but
time
decays
o
fearful
meditation
where
alack
shall
time's
best
jewel
from
time's
chest
lie
hid
or
what
strong
hand
can
hold
his
swift
foot
back
or
who
his
spoil
of
beauty
can
forbid
o
none
unless
this
miracle
have
might
that
in
black
ink
my
love
may
still
shine
bright
66
tired
with
all
these
for
restful
death
i
cry
as
to
behold
desert
a
beggar
born
and
needy
nothing
trimmed
in
jollity
and
purest
faith
unhappily
forsworn
and
gilded
honour
shamefully
misplaced
and
maiden
virtue
rudely
strumpeted
and
right
perfection
wrongfully
disgraced
and
strength
by
limping
sway
disabled
and
art
made
tongue-tied
by
authority
and
folly
doctor-like
controlling
skill
and
simple
truth
miscalled
simplicity
and
captive
good
attending
captain
ill
tired
with
all
these
from
these
would
i
be
gone
save
that
to
die
i
leave
my
love
alone
67
ah
wherefore
with
infection
should
he
live
and
with
his
presence
grace
impiety
that
sin
by
him
advantage
should
achieve
and
lace
it
self
with
his
society
why
should
false
painting
imitate
his
cheek
and
steal
dead
seeming
of
his
living
hue
why
should
poor
beauty
indirectly
seek
roses
of
shadow
since
his
rose
is
true
why
should
he
live
now
nature
bankrupt
is
beggared
of
blood
to
blush
through
lively
veins
for
she
hath
no
exchequer
now
but
his
and
proud
of
many
lives
upon
his
gains
o
him
she
stores
to
show
what
wealth
she
had
in
days
long
since
before
these
last
so
bad
68
thus
is
his
cheek
the
map
of
days
outworn
when
beauty
lived
and
died
as
flowers
do
now
before
these
bastard
signs
of
fair
were
born
or
durst
inhabit
on
a
living
brow
before
the
golden
tresses
of
the
dead
the
right
of
sepulchres
were
shorn
away
to
live
a
second
life
on
second
head
ere
beauty's
dead
fleece
made
another
gay
in
him
those
holy
antique
hours
are
seen
without
all
ornament
it
self
and
true
making
no
summer
of
another's
green
robbing
no
old
to
dress
his
beauty
new
and
him
as
for
a
map
doth
nature
store
to
show
false
art
what
beauty
was
of
yore
69
those
parts
of
thee
that
the
world's
eye
doth
view
want
nothing
that
the
thought
of
hearts
can
mend
all
tongues
the
voice
of
souls
give
thee
that
due
uttering
bare
truth
even
so
as
foes
commend
thy
outward
thus
with
outward
praise
is
crowned
but
those
same
tongues
that
give
thee
so
thine
own
in
other
accents
do
this
praise
confound
by
seeing
farther
than
the
eye
hath
shown
they
look
into
the
beauty
of
thy
mind
and
that
in
guess
they
measure
by
thy
deeds
then
churls
their
thoughts
although
their
eyes
were
kind
to
thy
fair
flower
add
the
rank
smell
of
weeds
but
why
thy
odour
matcheth
not
thy
show
the
soil
is
this
that
thou
dost
common
grow
70
that
thou
art
blamed
shall
not
be
thy
defect
for
slander's
mark
was
ever
yet
the
fair
the
ornament
of
beauty
is
suspect
a
crow
that
flies
in
heaven's
sweetest
air
so
thou
be
good
slander
doth
but
approve
thy
worth
the
greater
being
wooed
of
time
for
canker
vice
the
sweetest
buds
doth
love
and
thou
present'st
a
pure
unstained
prime
thou
hast
passed
by
the
ambush
of
young
days
either
not
assailed
or
victor
being
charged
yet
this
thy
praise
cannot
be
so
thy
praise
to
tie
up
envy
evermore
enlarged
if
some
suspect
of
ill
masked
not
thy
show
then
thou
alone
kingdoms
of
hearts
shouldst
owe
71
no
longer
mourn
for
me
when
i
am
dead
than
you
shall
hear
the
surly
sullen
bell
give
warning
to
the
world
that
i
am
fled
from
this
vile
world
with
vilest
worms
to
dwell
nay
if
you
read
this
line
remember
not
the
hand
that
writ
it
for
i
love
you
so
that
i
in
your
sweet
thoughts
would
be
forgot
if
thinking
on
me
then
should
make
you
woe
o
if
i
say
you
look
upon
this
verse
when
i
perhaps
compounded
am
with
clay
do
not
so
much
as
my
poor
name
rehearse
but
let
your
love
even
with
my
life
decay
lest
the
wise
world
should
look
into
your
moan
and
mock
you
with
me
after
i
am
gone
72
o
lest
the
world
should
task
you
to
recite
what
merit
lived
in
me
that
you
should
love
after
my
death
dear
love
forget
me
quite
for
you
in
me
can
nothing
worthy
prove
unless
you
would
devise
some
virtuous
lie
to
do
more
for
me
than
mine
own
desert
and
hang
more
praise
upon
deceased
i
than
niggard
truth
would
willingly
impart
o
lest
your
true
love
may
seem
false
in
this
that
you
for
love
speak
well
of
me
untrue
my
name
be
buried
where
my
body
is
and
live
no
more
to
shame
nor
me
nor
you
for
i
am
shamed
by
that
which
i
bring
forth
and
so
should
you
to
love
things
nothing
worth
73
that
time
of
year
thou
mayst
in
me
behold
when
yellow
leaves
or
none
or
few
do
hang
upon
those
boughs
which
shake
against
the
cold
bare
ruined
choirs
where
late
the
sweet
birds
sang
in
me
thou
seest
the
twilight
of
such
day
as
after
sunset
fadeth
in
the
west
which
by
and
by
black
night
doth
take
away
death's
second
self
that
seals
up
all
in
rest
in
me
thou
seest
the
glowing
of
such
fire
that
on
the
ashes
of
his
youth
doth
lie
as
the
death-bed
whereon
it
must
expire
consumed
with
that
which
it
was
nourished
by
this
thou
perceiv'st
which
makes
thy
love
more
strong
to
love
that
well
which
thou
must
leave
ere
long
74
but
be
contented
when
that
fell
arrest
without
all
bail
shall
carry
me
away
my
life
hath
in
this
line
some
interest
which
for
memorial
still
with
thee
shall
stay
when
thou
reviewest
this
thou
dost
review
the
very
part
was
consecrate
to
thee
the
earth
can
have
but
earth
which
is
his
due
my
spirit
is
thine
the
better
part
of
me
so
then
thou
hast
but
lost
the
dregs
of
life
the
prey
of
worms
my
body
being
dead
the
coward
conquest
of
a
wretch's
knife
too
base
of
thee
to
be
remembered
the
worth
of
that
is
that
which
it
contains
and
that
is
this
and
this
with
thee
remains
75
so
are
you
to
my
thoughts
as
food
to
life
or
as
sweet-seasoned
showers
are
to
the
ground
and
for
the
peace
of
you
i
hold
such
strife
as
'twixt
a
miser
and
his
wealth
is
found
now
proud
as
an
enjoyer
and
anon
doubting
the
filching
age
will
steal
his
treasure
now
counting
best
to
be
with
you
alone
then
bettered
that
the
world
may
see
my
pleasure
sometime
all
full
with
feasting
on
your
sight
and
by
and
by
clean
starved
for
a
look
possessing
or
pursuing
no
delight
save
what
is
had
or
must
from
you
be
took
thus
do
i
pine
and
surfeit
day
by
day
or
gluttoning
on
all
or
all
away
76
why
is
my
verse
so
barren
of
new
pride
so
far
from
variation
or
quick
change
why
with
the
time
do
i
not
glance
aside
to
new-found
methods
and
to
compounds
strange
why
write
i
still
all
one
ever
the
same
and
keep
invention
in
a
noted
weed
that
every
word
doth
almost
tell
my
name
showing
their
birth
and
where
they
did
proceed
o
know
sweet
love
i
always
write
of
you
and
you
and
love
are
still
my
argument
so
all
my
best
is
dressing
old
words
new
spending
again
what
is
already
spent
for
as
the
sun
is
daily
new
and
old
so
is
my
love
still
telling
what
is
told
77
thy
glass
will
show
thee
how
thy
beauties
wear
thy
dial
how
thy
precious
minutes
waste
these
vacant
leaves
thy
mind's
imprint
will
bear
and
of
this
book
this
learning
mayst
thou
taste
the
wrinkles
which
thy
glass
will
truly
show
of
mouthed
graves
will
give
thee
memory
thou
by
thy
dial's
shady
stealth
mayst
know
time's
thievish
progress
to
eternity
look
what
thy
memory
cannot
contain
commit
to
these
waste
blanks
and
thou
shalt
find
those
children
nursed
delivered
from
thy
brain
to
take
a
new
acquaintance
of
thy
mind
these
offices
so
oft
as
thou
wilt
look
shall
profit
thee
and
much
enrich
thy
book
78
so
oft
have
i
invoked
thee
for
my
muse
and
found
such
fair
assistance
in
my
verse
as
every
alien
pen
hath
got
my
use
and
under
thee
their
poesy
disperse
thine
eyes
that
taught
the
dumb
on
high
to
sing
and
heavy
ignorance
aloft
to
fly
have
added
feathers
to
the
learned's
wing
and
given
grace
a
double
majesty
yet
be
most
proud
of
that
which
i
compile
whose
influence
is
thine
and
born
of
thee
in
others'
works
thou
dost
but
mend
the
style
and
arts
with
thy
sweet
graces
graced
be
but
thou
art
all
my
art
and
dost
advance
as
high
as
learning
my
rude
ignorance
79
whilst
i
alone
did
call
upon
thy
aid
my
verse
alone
had
all
thy
gentle
grace
but
now
my
gracious
numbers
are
decayed
and
my
sick
muse
doth
give
an
other
place
i
grant
sweet
love
thy
lovely
argument
deserves
the
travail
of
a
worthier
pen
yet
what
of
thee
thy
poet
doth
invent
he
robs
thee
of
and
pays
it
thee
again
he
lends
thee
virtue
and
he
stole
that
word
from
thy
behaviour
beauty
doth
he
give
and
found
it
in
thy
cheek
he
can
afford
no
praise
to
thee
but
what
in
thee
doth
live
then
thank
him
not
for
that
which
he
doth
say
since
what
he
owes
thee
thou
thy
self
dost
pay
80
o
how
i
faint
when
i
of
you
do
write
knowing
a
better
spirit
doth
use
your
name
and
in
the
praise
thereof
spends
all
his
might
to
make
me
tongue-tied
speaking
of
your
fame
but
since
your
worth
wide
as
the
ocean
is
the
humble
as
the
proudest
sail
doth
bear
my
saucy
bark
inferior
far
to
his
on
your
broad
main
doth
wilfully
appear
your
shallowest
help
will
hold
me
up
afloat
whilst
he
upon
your
soundless
deep
doth
ride
or
being
wrecked
i
am
a
worthless
boat
he
of
tall
building
and
of
goodly
pride
then
if
he
thrive
and
i
be
cast
away
the
worst
was
this
my
love
was
my
decay
81
or
i
shall
live
your
epitaph
to
make
or
you
survive
when
i
in
earth
am
rotten
from
hence
your
memory
death
cannot
take
although
in
me
each
part
will
be
forgotten
your
name
from
hence
immortal
life
shall
have
though
i
once
gone
to
all
the
world
must
die
the
earth
can
yield
me
but
a
common
grave
when
you
entombed
in
men's
eyes
shall
lie
your
monument
shall
be
my
gentle
verse
which
eyes
not
yet
created
shall
o'er-read
and
tongues
to
be
your
being
shall
rehearse
when
all
the
breathers
of
this
world
are
dead
you
still
shall
live
such
virtue
hath
my
pen
where
breath
most
breathes
even
in
the
mouths
of
men
82
i
grant
thou
wert
not
married
to
my
muse
and
therefore
mayst
without
attaint
o'erlook
the
dedicated
words
which
writers
use
of
their
fair
subject
blessing
every
book
thou
art
as
fair
in
knowledge
as
in
hue
finding
thy
worth
a
limit
past
my
praise
and
therefore
art
enforced
to
seek
anew
some
fresher
stamp
of
the
time-bettering
days
and
do
so
love
yet
when
they
have
devised
what
strained
touches
rhetoric
can
lend
thou
truly
fair
wert
truly
sympathized
in
true
plain
words
by
thy
true-telling
friend
and
their
gross
painting
might
be
better
used
where
cheeks
need
blood
in
thee
it
is
abused
83
i
never
saw
that
you
did
painting
need
and
therefore
to
your
fair
no
painting
set
i
found
or
thought
i
found
you
did
exceed
that
barren
tender
of
a
poet's
debt
and
therefore
have
i
slept
in
your
report
that
you
your
self
being
extant
well
might
show
how
far
a
modern
quill
doth
come
too
short
speaking
of
worth
what
worth
in
you
doth
grow
this
silence
for
my
sin
you
did
impute
which
shall
be
most
my
glory
being
dumb
for
i
impair
not
beauty
being
mute
when
others
would
give
life
and
bring
a
tomb
there
lives
more
life
in
one
of
your
fair
eyes
than
both
your
poets
can
in
praise
devise
84
who
is
it
that
says
most
which
can
say
more
than
this
rich
praise
that
you
alone
are
you
in
whose
confine
immured
is
the
store
which
should
example
where
your
equal
grew
lean
penury
within
that
pen
doth
dwell
that
to
his
subject
lends
not
some
small
glory
but
he
that
writes
of
you
if
he
can
tell
that
you
are
you
so
dignifies
his
story
let
him
but
copy
what
in
you
is
writ
not
making
worse
what
nature
made
so
clear
and
such
a
counterpart
shall
fame
his
wit
making
his
style
admired
every
where
you
to
your
beauteous
blessings
add
a
curse
being
fond
on
praise
which
makes
your
praises
worse
85
my
tongue-tied
muse
in
manners
holds
her
still
while
comments
of
your
praise
richly
compiled
reserve
their
character
with
golden
quill
and
precious
phrase
by
all
the
muses
filed
i
think
good
thoughts
whilst
other
write
good
words
and
like
unlettered
clerk
still
cry
amen
to
every
hymn
that
able
spirit
affords
in
polished
form
of
well
refined
pen
hearing
you
praised
i
say
'tis
so
'tis
true
and
to
the
most
of
praise
add
something
more
but
that
is
in
my
thought
whose
love
to
you
though
words
come
hindmost
holds
his
rank
before
then
others
for
the
breath
of
words
respect
me
for
my
dumb
thoughts
speaking
in
effect
86
was
it
the
proud
full
sail
of
his
great
verse
bound
for
the
prize
of
all
too
precious
you
that
did
my
ripe
thoughts
in
my
brain
inhearse
making
their
tomb
the
womb
wherein
they
grew
was
it
his
spirit
by
spirits
taught
to
write
above
a
mortal
pitch
that
struck
me
dead
no
neither
he
nor
his
compeers
by
night
giving
him
aid
my
verse
astonished
he
nor
that
affable
familiar
ghost
which
nightly
gulls
him
with
intelligence
as
victors
of
my
silence
cannot
boast
i
was
not
sick
of
any
fear
from
thence
but
when
your
countenance
filled
up
his
line
then
lacked
i
matter
that
enfeebled
mine
87
farewell!
thou
art
too
dear
for
my
possessing
and
like
enough
thou
know'st
thy
estimate
the
charter
of
thy
worth
gives
thee
releasing
my
bonds
in
thee
are
all
determinate
for
how
do
i
hold
thee
but
by
thy
granting
and
for
that
riches
where
is
my
deserving
the
cause
of
this
fair
gift
in
me
is
wanting
and
so
my
patent
back
again
is
swerving
thy
self
thou
gav'st
thy
own
worth
then
not
knowing
or
me
to
whom
thou
gav'st
it
else
mistaking
so
thy
great
gift
upon
misprision
growing
comes
home
again
on
better
judgement
making
thus
have
i
had
thee
as
a
dream
doth
flatter
in
sleep
a
king
but
waking
no
such
matter
88
when
thou
shalt
be
disposed
to
set
me
light
and
place
my
merit
in
the
eye
of
scorn
upon
thy
side
against
my
self
i'll
fight
and
prove
thee
virtuous
though
thou
art
forsworn
with
mine
own
weakness
being
best
acquainted
upon
thy
part
i
can
set
down
a
story
of
faults
concealed
wherein
i
am
attainted
that
thou
in
losing
me
shalt
win
much
glory
and
i
by
this
will
be
a
gainer
too
for
bending
all
my
loving
thoughts
on
thee
the
injuries
that
to
my
self
i
do
doing
thee
vantage
double-vantage
me
such
is
my
love
to
thee
i
so
belong
that
for
thy
right
my
self
will
bear
all
wrong
89
say
that
thou
didst
forsake
me
for
some
fault
and
i
will
comment
upon
that
offence
speak
of
my
lameness
and
i
straight
will
halt
against
thy
reasons
making
no
defence
thou
canst
not
love
disgrace
me
half
so
ill
to
set
a
form
upon
desired
change
as
i'll
my
self
disgrace
knowing
thy
will
i
will
acquaintance
strangle
and
look
strange
be
absent
from
thy
walks
and
in
my
tongue
thy
sweet
beloved
name
no
more
shall
dwell
lest
i
too
much
profane
should
do
it
wronk
and
haply
of
our
old
acquaintance
tell
for
thee
against
my
self
i'll
vow
debate
for
i
must
ne'er
love
him
whom
thou
dost
hate
90
then
hate
me
when
thou
wilt
if
ever
now
now
while
the
world
is
bent
my
deeds
to
cross
join
with
the
spite
of
fortune
make
me
bow
and
do
not
drop
in
for
an
after-loss
ah
do
not
when
my
heart
hath
'scaped
this
sorrow
come
in
the
rearward
of
a
conquered
woe
give
not
a
windy
night
a
rainy
morrow
to
linger
out
a
purposed
overthrow
if
thou
wilt
leave
me
do
not
leave
me
last
when
other
petty
griefs
have
done
their
spite
but
in
the
onset
come
so
shall
i
taste
at
first
the
very
worst
of
fortune's
might
and
other
strains
of
woe
which
now
seem
woe
compared
with
loss
of
thee
will
not
seem
so
91
some
glory
in
their
birth
some
in
their
skill
some
in
their
wealth
some
in
their
body's
force
some
in
their
garments
though
new-fangled
ill
some
in
their
hawks
and
hounds
some
in
their
horse
and
every
humour
hath
his
adjunct
pleasure
wherein
it
finds
a
joy
above
the
rest
but
these
particulars
are
not
my
measure
all
these
i
better
in
one
general
best
thy
love
is
better
than
high
birth
to
me
richer
than
wealth
prouder
than
garments'
costs
of
more
delight
than
hawks
and
horses
be
and
having
thee
of
all
men's
pride
i
boast
wretched
in
this
alone
that
thou
mayst
take
all
this
away
and
me
most
wretchcd
make
92
but
do
thy
worst
to
steal
thy
self
away
for
term
of
life
thou
art
assured
mine
and
life
no
longer
than
thy
love
will
stay
for
it
depends
upon
that
love
of
thine
then
need
i
not
to
fear
the
worst
of
wrongs
when
in
the
least
of
them
my
life
hath
end
i
see
a
better
state
to
me
belongs
than
that
which
on
thy
humour
doth
depend
thou
canst
not
vex
me
with
inconstant
mind
since
that
my
life
on
thy
revolt
doth
lie
o
what
a
happy
title
do
i
find
happy
to
have
thy
love
happy
to
die!
but
what's
so
blessed-fair
that
fears
no
blot
thou
mayst
be
false
and
yet
i
know
it
not
93
so
shall
i
live
supposing
thou
art
true
like
a
deceived
husband
so
love's
face
may
still
seem
love
to
me
though
altered
new
thy
looks
with
me
thy
heart
in
other
place
for
there
can
live
no
hatred
in
thine
eye
therefore
in
that
i
cannot
know
thy
change
in
many's
looks
the
false
heart's
history
is
writ
in
moods
and
frowns
and
wrinkles
strange
but
heaven
in
thy
creation
did
decree
that
in
thy
face
sweet
love
should
ever
dwell
whate'er
thy
thoughts
or
thy
heart's
workings
be
thy
looks
should
nothing
thence
but
sweetness
tell
how
like
eve's
apple
doth
thy
beauty
grow
if
thy
sweet
virtue
answer
not
thy
show
94
they
that
have
power
to
hurt
and
will
do
none
that
do
not
do
the
thing
they
most
do
show
who
moving
others
are
themselves
as
stone
unmoved
cold
and
to
temptation
slow
they
rightly
do
inherit
heaven's
graces
and
husband
nature's
riches
from
expense
tibey
are
the
lords
and
owners
of
their
faces
others
but
stewards
of
their
excellence
the
summer's
flower
is
to
the
summer
sweet
though
to
it
self
it
only
live
and
die
but
if
that
flower
with
base
infection
meet
the
basest
weed
outbraves
his
dignity
for
sweetest
things
turn
sourest
by
their
deeds
lilies
that
fester
smell
far
worse
than
weeds
95
how
sweet
and
lovely
dost
thou
make
the
shame
which
like
a
canker
in
the
fragrant
rose
doth
spot
the
beauty
of
thy
budding
name!
o
in
what
sweets
dost
thou
thy
sins
enclose!
that
tongue
that
tells
the
story
of
thy
days
making
lascivious
comments
on
thy
sport
cannot
dispraise
but
in
a
kind
of
praise
naming
thy
name
blesses
an
ill
report
o
what
a
mansion
have
those
vices
got
which
for
their
habitation
chose
out
thee
where
beauty's
veil
doth
cover
every
blot
and
all
things
turns
to
fair
that
eyes
can
see!
take
heed
dear
heart
of
this
large
privilege
the
hardest
knife
ill-used
doth
lose
his
edge
96
some
say
thy
fault
is
youth
some
wantonness
some
say
thy
grace
is
youth
and
gentle
sport
both
grace
and
faults
are
loved
of
more
and
less
thou
mak'st
faults
graces
that
to
thee
resort
as
on
the
finger
of
a
throned
queen
the
basest
jewel
will
be
well
esteemed
so
are
those
errors
that
in
thee
are
seen
to
truths
translated
and
for
true
things
deemed
how
many
lambs
might
the
stern
wolf
betray
if
like
a
lamb
he
could
his
looks
translate!
how
many
gazers
mightst
thou
lead
away
if
thou
wouldst
use
the
strength
of
all
thy
state!
but
do
not
so
i
love
thee
in
such
sort
as
thou
being
mine
mine
is
thy
good
report
97
how
like
a
winter
hath
my
absence
been
from
thee
the
pleasure
of
the
fleeting
year!
what
freezings
have
i
felt
what
dark
days
seen!
what
old
december's
bareness
everywhere!
and
yet
this
time
removed
was
summer's
time
the
teeming
autumn
big
with
rich
increase
bearing
the
wanton
burden
of
the
prime
like
widowed
wombs
after
their
lords'
decease
yet
this
abundant
issue
seemed
to
me
but
hope
of
orphans
and
unfathered
fruit
for
summer
and
his
pleasures
wait
on
thee
and
thou
away
the
very
birds
are
mute
or
if
they
sing
'tis
with
so
dull
a
cheer
that
leaves
look
pale
dreading
the
winter's
near
98
from
you
have
i
been
absent
in
the
spring
when
proud-pied
april
dressed
in
all
his
trim
hath
put
a
spirit
of
youth
in
every
thing
that
heavy
saturn
laughed
and
leaped
with
him
yet
nor
the
lays
of
birds
nor
the
sweet
smell
of
different
flowers
in
odour
and
in
hue
could
make
me
any
summer's
story
tell
or
from
their
proud
lap
pluck
them
where
they
grew
nor
did
i
wonder
at
the
lily's
white
nor
praise
the
deep
vermilion
in
the
rose
they
were
but
sweet
but
figures
of
delight
drawn
after
you
you
pattern
of
all
those
yet
seemed
it
winter
still
and
you
away
as
with
your
shadow
i
with
these
did
play
99
the
forward
violet
thus
did
i
chide
sweet
thief
whence
didst
thou
steal
thy
sweet
that
smells
if
not
from
my
love's
breath
the
purple
pride
which
on
thy
soft
check
for
complexion
dwells
in
my
love's
veins
thou
hast
too
grossly
dyed
the
lily
i
condemned
for
thy
hand
and
buds
of
marjoram
had
stol'n
thy
hair
the
roses
fearfully
on
thorns
did
stand
one
blushing
shame
another
white
despair
a
third
nor
red
nor
white
had
stol'n
of
both
and
to
his
robbery
had
annexed
thy
breath
but
for
his
theft
in
pride
of
all
his
growth
a
vengeful
canker
eat
him
up
to
death
more
flowers
i
noted
yet
i
none
could
see
but
sweet
or
colour
it
had
stol'n
from
thee
100
where
art
thou
muse
that
thou
forget'st
so
long
to
speak
of
that
which
gives
thee
all
thy
might
spend'st
thou
thy
fury
on
some
worthless
song
darkening
thy
power
to
lend
base
subjects
light
return
forgetful
muse
and
straight
redeem
in
gentle
numbers
time
so
idly
spent
sing
to
the
ear
that
doth
thy
lays
esteem
and
gives
thy
pen
both
skill
and
argument
rise
resty
muse
my
love's
sweet
face
survey
if
time
have
any
wrinkle
graven
there
if
any
be
a
satire
to
decay
and
make
time's
spoils
despised
everywhere
give
my
love
fame
faster
than
time
wastes
life
so
thou
prevent'st
his
scythe
and
crooked
knife
101
o
truant
muse
what
shall
be
thy
amends
for
thy
neglect
of
truth
in
beauty
dyed
both
truth
and
beauty
on
my
love
depends
so
dost
thou
too
and
therein
dignified
make
answer
muse
wilt
thou
not
haply
say
'truth
needs
no
colour
with
his
colour
fixed
beauty
no
pencil
beauty's
truth
to
lay
but
best
is
best
if
never
intermixed'
because
he
needs
no
praise
wilt
thou
be
dumb
excuse
not
silence
so
for't
lies
in
thee
to
make
him
much
outlive
a
gilded
tomb
and
to
be
praised
of
ages
yet
to
be
then
do
thy
office
muse
i
teach
thee
how
to
make
him
seem
long
hence
as
he
shows
now
102
my
love
is
strengthened
though
more
weak
in
seeming
i
love
not
less
though
less
the
show
appear
that
love
is
merchandized
whose
rich
esteeming
the
owner's
tongue
doth
publish
every
where
our
love
was
new
and
then
but
in
the
spring
when
i
was
wont
to
greet
it
with
my
lays
as
philomel
in
summer's
front
doth
sing
and
stops
her
pipe
in
growth
of
riper
days
not
that
the
summer
is
less
pleasant
now
than
when
her
mournful
hymns
did
hush
the
night
but
that
wild
music
burthens
every
bough
and
sweets
grown
common
lose
their
dear
delight
therefore
like
her
i
sometime
hold
my
tongue
because
i
would
not
dull
you
with
my
song
103
alack
what
poverty
my
muse
brings
forth
that
having
such
a
scope
to
show
her
pride
the
argument
all
bare
is
of
more
worth
than
when
it
hath
my
added
praise
beside
o
blame
me
not
if
i
no
more
can
write!
look
in
your
glass
and
there
appears
a
face
that
over-goes
my
blunt
invention
quite
dulling
my
lines
and
doing
me
disgrace
were
it
not
sinful
then
striving
to
mend
to
mar
the
subject
that
before
was
well
for
to
no
other
pass
my
verses
tend
than
of
your
graces
and
your
gifts
to
tell
and
more
much
more
than
in
my
verse
can
sit
your
own
glass
shows
you
when
you
look
in
it
104
to
me
fair
friend
you
never
can
be
old
for
as
you
were
when
first
your
eye
i
eyed
such
seems
your
beauty
still
three
winters
cold
have
from
the
forests
shook
three
summers'
pride
three
beauteous
springs
to
yellow
autumn
turned
in
process
of
the
seasons
have
i
seen
three
april
perfumes
in
three
hot
junes
burned
since
first
i
saw
you
fresh
which
yet
are
green
ah
yet
doth
beauty
like
a
dial
hand
steal
from
his
figure
and
no
pace
perceived
so
your
sweet
hue
which
methinks
still
doth
stand
hath
motion
and
mine
eye
may
be
deceived
for
fear
of
which
hear
this
thou
age
unbred
ere
you
were
born
was
beauty's
summer
dead
105
let
not
my
love
be
called
idolatry
nor
my
beloved
as
an
idol
show
since
all
alike
my
songs
and
praises
be
to
one
of
one
still
such
and
ever
so
kind
is
my
love
to-day
to-morrow
kind
still
constant
in
a
wondrous
excellence
therefore
my
verse
to
constancy
confined
one
thing
expressing
leaves
out
difference
fair
kind
and
true
is
all
my
argument
fair
kind
and
true
varying
to
other
words
and
in
this
change
is
my
invention
spent
three
themes
in
one
which
wondrous
scope
affords
fair
kind
and
true
have
often
lived
alone
which
three
till
now
never
kept
seat
in
one
106
when
in
the
chronicle
of
wasted
time
i
see
descriptions
of
the
fairest
wights
and
beauty
making
beautiful
old
rhyme
in
praise
of
ladies
dead
and
lovely
knights
then
in
the
blazon
of
sweet
beauty's
best
of
hand
of
foot
of
lip
of
eye
of
brow
i
see
their
antique
pen
would
have
expressed
even
such
a
beauty
as
you
master
now
so
all
their
praises
are
but
prophecies
of
this
our
time
all
you
prefiguring
and
for
they
looked
but
with
divining
eyes
they
had
not
skill
enough
your
worth
to
sing
for
we
which
now
behold
these
present
days
have
eyes
to
wonder
but
lack
tongues
to
praise
107
not
mine
own
fears
nor
the
prophetic
soul
of
the
wide
world
dreaming
on
things
to
come
can
yet
the
lease
of
my
true
love
control
supposed
as
forfeit
to
a
confined
doom
the
mortal
moon
hath
her
eclipse
endured
and
the
sad
augurs
mock
their
own
presage
incertainties
now
crown
themselves
assured
and
peace
proclaims
olives
of
endless
age
now
with
the
drops
of
this
most
balmy
time
my
love
looks
fresh
and
death
to
me
subscribes
since
spite
of
him
i'll
live
in
this
poor
rhyme
while
he
insults
o'er
dull
and
speechless
tribes
and
thou
in
this
shalt
find
thy
monument
when
tyrants'
crests
and
tombs
of
brass
are
spent
108
what's
in
the
brain
that
ink
may
character
which
hath
not
figured
to
thee
my
true
spirit
what's
new
to
speak
what
now
to
register
that
may
express
my
love
or
thy
dear
merit
nothing
sweet
boy
but
yet
like
prayers
divine
i
must
each
day
say
o'er
the
very
same
counting
no
old
thing
old
thou
mine
i
thine
even
as
when
first
i
hallowed
thy
fair
name
so
that
eternal
love
in
love's
fresh
case
weighs
not
the
dust
and
injury
of
age
nor
gives
to
necessary
wrinkles
place
but
makes
antiquity
for
aye
his
page
finding
the
first
conceit
of
love
there
bred
where
time
and
outward
form
would
show
it
dead
109
o
never
say
that
i
was
false
of
heart
though
absence
seemed
my
flame
to
qualify
as
easy
might
i
from
my
self
depart
as
from
my
soul
which
in
thy
breast
doth
lie
that
is
my
home
of
love
if
i
have
ranged
like
him
that
travels
i
return
again
just
to
the
time
not
with
the
time
exchanged
so
that
my
self
bring
water
for
my
stain
never
believe
though
in
my
nature
reigned
all
frailties
that
besiege
all
kinds
of
blood
that
it
could
so
preposterously
be
stained
to
leave
for
nothing
all
thy
sum
of
good
for
nothing
this
wide
universe
i
call
save
thou
my
rose
in
it
thou
art
my
all
110
alas
'tis
true
i
have
gone
here
and
there
and
made
my
self
a
motley
to
the
view
gored
mine
own
thoughts
sold
cheap
what
is
most
dear
made
old
offences
of
affections
new
most
true
it
is
that
i
have
looked
on
truth
askance
and
strangely
but
by
all
above
these
blenches
gave
my
heart
another
youth
and
worse
essays
proved
thee
my
best
of
love
now
all
is
done
have
what
shall
have
no
end
mine
appetite
i
never
more
will
grind
on
newer
proof
to
try
an
older
friend
a
god
in
love
to
whom
i
am
confined
then
give
me
welcome
next
my
heaven
the
best
even
to
thy
pure
and
most
most
loving
breast
111
o
for
my
sake
do
you
with
fortune
chide
the
guilty
goddess
of
my
harmful
deeds
that
did
not
better
for
my
life
provide
than
public
means
which
public
manners
breeds
thence
comes
it
that
my
name
receives
a
brand
and
almost
thence
my
nature
is
subdued
to
what
it
works
in
like
the
dyer's
hand
pity
me
then
and
wish
i
were
renewed
whilst
like
a
willing
patient
i
will
drink
potions
of
eisel
'gainst
my
strong
infection
no
bitterness
that
i
will
bitter
think
nor
double
penance
to
correct
correction
pity
me
then
dear
friend
and
i
assure
ye
even
that
your
pity
is
enough
to
cure
me
112
your
love
and
pity
doth
th'
impression
fill
which
vulgar
scandal
stamped
upon
my
brow
for
what
care
i
who
calls
me
well
or
ill
so
you
o'er-green
my
bad
my
good
allow
you
are
my
all
the
world
and
i
must
strive
to
know
my
shames
and
praises
from
your
tongue
none
else
to
me
nor
i
to
none
alive
that
my
steeled
sense
or
changes
right
or
wrong
in
so
profound
abysm
i
throw
all
care
of
others'
voices
that
my
adder's
sense
to
critic
and
to
flatterer
stopped
are
mark
how
with
my
neglect
i
do
dispense
you
are
so
strongly
in
my
purpose
bred
that
all
the
world
besides
methinks
are
dead
113
since
i
left
you
mine
eye
is
in
my
mind
and
that
which
governs
me
to
go
about
doth
part
his
function
and
is
partly
blind
seems
seeing
but
effectually
is
out
for
it
no
form
delivers
to
the
heart
of
bird
of
flower
or
shape
which
it
doth
latch
of
his
quick
objects
hath
the
mind
no
part
nor
his
own
vision
holds
what
it
doth
catch
for
if
it
see
the
rud'st
or
gentlest
sight
the
most
sweet
favour
or
deformed'st
creature
the
mountain
or
the
sea
the
day
or
night
the
crow
or
dove
it
shapes
them
to
your
feature
incapable
of
more
replete
with
you
my
most
true
mind
thus
maketh
mine
untrue
114
or
whether
doth
my
mind
being
crowned
with
you
drink
up
the
monarch's
plague
this
flattery
or
whether
shall
i
say
mine
eye
saith
true
and
that
your
love
taught
it
this
alchemy
to
make
of
monsters
and
things
indigest
such
cherubins
as
your
sweet
self
resemble
creating
every
bad
a
perfect
best
as
fast
as
objects
to
his
beams
assemble
o
'tis
the
first
'tis
flattery
in
my
seeing
and
my
great
mind
most
kingly
drinks
it
up
mine
eye
well
knows
what
with
his
gust
is
'greeing
and
to
his
palate
doth
prepare
the
cup
if
it
be
poisoned
'tis
the
lesser
sin
that
mine
eye
loves
it
and
doth
first
begin
115
those
lines
that
i
before
have
writ
do
lie
even
those
that
said
i
could
not
love
you
dearer
yet
then
my
judgment
knew
no
reason
why
my
most
full
flame
should
afterwards
burn
clearer
but
reckoning
time
whose
millioned
accidents
creep
in
'twixt
vows
and
change
decrees
of
kings
tan
sacred
beauty
blunt
the
sharp'st
intents
divert
strong
minds
to
the
course
of
alt'ring
things
alas
why
fearing
of
time's
tyranny
might
i
not
then
say
'now
i
love
you
best
'
when
i
was
certain
o'er
incertainty
crowning
the
present
doubting
of
the
rest
love
is
a
babe
then
might
i
not
say
so
to
give
full
growth
to
that
which
still
doth
grow
116
let
me
not
to
the
marriage
of
true
minds
admit
impediments
love
is
not
love
which
alters
when
it
alteration
finds
or
bends
with
the
remover
to
remove
o
no
it
is
an
ever-fixed
mark
that
looks
on
tempests
and
is
never
shaken
it
is
the
star
to
every
wand'ring
bark
whose
worth's
unknown
although
his
height
be
taken
love's
not
time's
fool
though
rosy
lips
and
cheeks
within
his
bending
sickle's
compass
come
love
alters
not
with
his
brief
hours
and
weeks
but
bears
it
out
even
to
the
edge
of
doom
if
this
be
error
and
upon
me
proved
i
never
writ
nor
no
man
ever
loved
117
accuse
me
thus
that
i
have
scanted
all
wherein
i
should
your
great
deserts
repay
forgot
upon
your
dearest
love
to
call
whereto
all
bonds
do
tie
me
day
by
day
that
i
have
frequent
been
with
unknown
minds
and
given
to
time
your
own
dear-purchased
right
that
i
have
hoisted
sail
to
all
the
winds
which
should
transport
me
farthest
from
your
sight
book
both
my
wilfulness
and
errors
down
and
on
just
proof
surmise
accumulate
bring
me
within
the
level
of
your
frown
but
shoot
not
at
me
in
your
wakened
hate
since
my
appeal
says
i
did
strive
to
prove
the
constancy
and
virtue
of
your
love
118
like
as
to
make
our
appetite
more
keen
with
eager
compounds
we
our
palate
urge
as
to
prevent
our
maladies
unseen
we
sicken
to
shun
sickness
when
we
purge
even
so
being
full
of
your
ne'er-cloying
sweetness
to
bitter
sauces
did
i
frame
my
feeding
and
sick
of
welfare
found
a
kind
of
meetness
to
be
diseased
ere
that
there
was
true
needing
thus
policy
in
love
t'
anticipate
the
ills
that
were
not
grew
to
faults
assured
and
brought
to
medicine
a
healthful
state
which
rank
of
goodness
would
by
ill
be
cured
but
thence
i
learn
and
find
the
lesson
true
drugs
poison
him
that
so
feil
sick
of
you
119
what
potions
have
i
drunk
of
siren
tears
distilled
from
limbecks
foul
as
hell
within
applying
fears
to
hopes
and
hopes
to
fears
still
losing
when
i
saw
my
self
to
win!
what
wretched
errors
hath
my
heart
committed
whilst
it
hath
thought
it
self
so
blessed
never!
how
have
mine
eyes
out
of
their
spheres
been
fitted
in
the
distraction
of
this
madding
fever!
o
benefit
of
ill
now
i
find
true
that
better
is
by
evil
still
made
better
and
ruined
love
when
it
is
built
anew
grows
fairer
than
at
first
more
strong
far
greater
so
i
return
rebuked
to
my
content
and
gain
by
ills
thrice
more
than
i
have
spent
120
that
you
were
once
unkind
befriends
me
now
and
for
that
sorrow
which
i
then
did
feel
needs
must
i
under
my
transgression
bow
unless
my
nerves
were
brass
or
hammered
steel
for
if
you
were
by
my
unkindness
shaken
as
i
by
yours
y'have
passed
a
hell
of
time
and
i
a
tyrant
have
no
leisure
taken
to
weigh
how
once
i
suffered
in
your
crime
o
that
our
night
of
woe
might
have
remembered
my
deepest
sense
how
hard
true
sorrow
hits
and
soon
to
you
as
you
to
me
then
tendered
the
humble
salve
which
wounded
bosoms
fits!
but
that
your
trespass
now
becomes
a
fee
mine
ransoms
yours
and
yours
must
ransom
me
121
'tis
better
to
be
vile
than
vile
esteemed
when
not
to
be
receives
reproach
of
being
and
the
just
pleasure
lost
which
is
so
deemed
not
by
our
feeling
but
by
others'
seeing
for
why
should
others'
false
adulterate
eyes
give
salutation
to
my
sportive
blood
or
on
my
frailties
why
are
frailer
spies
which
in
their
wills
count
bad
what
i
think
good
no
i
am
that
i
am
and
they
that
level
at
my
abuses
reckon
up
their
own
i
may
be
straight
though
they
themselves
be
bevel
by
their
rank
thoughts
my
deeds
must
not
be
shown
unless
this
general
evil
they
maintain
all
men
are
bad
and
in
their
badness
reign
122
thy
gift
thy
tables
are
within
my
brain
full
charactered
with
lasting
memory
which
shall
above
that
idle
rank
remain
beyond
all
date
even
to
eternity
or
at
the
least
so
long
as
brain
and
heart
have
faculty
by
nature
to
subsist
till
each
to
razed
oblivion
yield
his
part
of
thee
thy
record
never
can
be
missed
that
poor
retention
could
not
so
much
hold
nor
need
i
tallies
thy
dear
love
to
score
therefore
to
give
them
from
me
was
i
bold
to
trust
those
tables
that
receive
thee
more
to
keep
an
adjunct
to
remember
thee
were
to
import
forgetfulness
in
me
123
no!
time
thou
shalt
not
boast
that
i
do
change
thy
pyramids
built
up
with
newer
might
to
me
are
nothing
novel
nothing
strange
they
are
but
dressings
of
a
former
sight
our
dates
are
brief
and
therefore
we
admire
what
thou
dost
foist
upon
us
that
is
old
and
rather
make
them
born
to
our
desire
than
think
that
we
before
have
heard
them
told
thy
registers
and
thee
i
both
defy
not
wond'ring
at
the
present
nor
the
past
for
thy
records
and
what
we
see
doth
lie
made
more
or
less
by
thy
continual
haste
this
i
do
vow
and
this
shall
ever
be
i
will
be
true
despite
thy
scythe
and
thee
124
if
my
dear
love
were
but
the
child
of
state
it
might
for
fortune's
bastard
be
unfathered
as
subject
to
time's
love
or
to
time's
hate
weeds
among
weeds
or
flowers
with
flowers
gathered
no
it
was
builded
far
from
accident
it
suffers
not
in
smiling
pomp
nor
falls
under
the
blow
of
thralled
discontent
whereto
th'
inviting
time
our
fashion
calls
it
fears
not
policy
that
heretic
which
works
on
leases
of
short-numbered
hours
but
all
alone
stands
hugely
politic
that
it
nor
grows
with
heat
nor
drowns
with
showers
to
this
i
witness
call
the
fools
of
time
which
die
for
goodness
who
have
lived
for
crime
125
were't
aught
to
me
i
bore
the
canopy
with
my
extern
the
outward
honouring
or
laid
great
bases
for
eternity
which
proves
more
short
than
waste
or
ruining
have
i
not
seen
dwellers
on
form
and
favour
lose
all
and
more
by
paying
too
much
rent
for
compound
sweet
forgoing
simple
savour
pitiful
thrivers
in
their
gazing
spent
no
let
me
be
obsequious
in
thy
heart
and
take
thou
my
oblation
poor
but
free
which
is
not
mixed
with
seconds
knows
no
art
but
mutual
render
only
me
for
thee
hence
thou
suborned
informer
a
true
soul
when
most
impeached
stands
least
in
thy
control
126
o
thou
my
lovely
boy
who
in
thy
power
dost
hold
time's
fickle
glass
his
fickle
hour
who
hast
by
waning
grown
and
therein
show'st
thy
lovers
withering
as
thy
sweet
self
grow'st
if
nature
sovereign
mistress
over
wrack
as
thou
goest
onwards
still
will
pluck
thee
back
she
keeps
thee
to
this
purpose
that
her
skill
may
time
disgrace
and
wretched
minutes
kill
yet
fear
her
o
thou
minion
of
her
pleasure
she
may
detain
but
not
still
keep
her
treasure!
her
audit
though
delayed
answered
must
be
and
her
quietus
is
to
render
thee
127
in
the
old
age
black
was
not
counted
fair
or
if
it
were
it
bore
not
beauty's
name
but
now
is
black
beauty's
successive
heir
and
beauty
slandered
with
a
bastard
shame
for
since
each
hand
hath
put
on
nature's
power
fairing
the
foul
with
art's
false
borrowed
face
sweet
beauty
hath
no
name
no
holy
bower
but
is
profaned
if
not
lives
in
disgrace
therefore
my
mistress'
eyes
are
raven
black
her
eyes
so
suited
and
they
mourners
seem
at
such
who
not
born
fair
no
beauty
lack
slandering
creation
with
a
false
esteem
yet
so
they
mourn
becoming
of
their
woe
that
every
tongue
says
beauty
should
look
so
128
how
oft
when
thou
my
music
music
play'st
upon
that
blessed
wood
whose
motion
sounds
with
thy
sweet
fingers
when
thou
gently
sway'st
the
wiry
concord
that
mine
ear
confounds
do
i
envy
those
jacks
that
nimble
leap
to
kiss
the
tender
inward
of
thy
hand
whilst
my
poor
lips
which
should
that
harvest
reap
at
the
wood's
boldness
by
thee
blushing
stand
to
be
so
tickled
they
would
change
their
state
and
situation
with
those
dancing
chips
o'er
whom
thy
fingers
walk
with
gentle
gait
making
dead
wood
more
blest
than
living
lips
since
saucy
jacks
so
happy
are
in
this
give
them
thy
fingers
me
thy
lips
to
kiss
129
th'
expense
of
spirit
in
a
waste
of
shame
is
lust
in
action
and
till
action
lust
is
perjured
murd'rous
bloody
full
of
blame
savage
extreme
rude
cruel
not
to
trust
enjoyed
no
sooner
but
despised
straight
past
reason
hunted
and
no
sooner
had
past
reason
hated
as
a
swallowed
bait
on
purpose
laid
to
make
the
taker
mad
mad
in
pursuit
and
in
possession
so
had
having
and
in
quest
to
have
extreme
a
bliss
in
proof
and
proved
a
very
woe
before
a
joy
proposed
behind
a
dream
all
this
the
world
well
knows
yet
none
knows
well
to
shun
the
heaven
that
leads
men
to
this
hell
130
my
mistress'
eyes
are
nothing
like
the
sun
coral
is
far
more
red
than
her
lips
red
if
snow
be
white
why
then
her
breasts
are
dun
if
hairs
be
wires
black
wires
grow
on
her
head
i
have
seen
roses
damasked
red
and
white
but
no
such
roses
see
i
in
her
cheeks
and
in
some
perfumes
is
there
more
delight
than
in
the
breath
that
from
my
mistress
reeks
i
love
to
hear
her
speak
yet
well
i
know
that
music
hath
a
far
more
pleasing
sound
i
grant
i
never
saw
a
goddess
go
my
mistress
when
she
walks
treads
on
the
ground
and
yet
by
heaven
i
think
my
love
as
rare
as
any
she
belied
with
false
compare
131
thou
art
as
tyrannous
so
as
thou
art
as
those
whose
beauties
proudly
make
them
cruel
for
well
thou
know'st
to
my
dear
doting
heart
thou
art
the
fairest
and
most
precious
jewel
yet
in
good
faith
some
say
that
thee
behold
thy
face
hath
not
the
power
to
make
love
groan
to
say
they
err
i
dare
not
be
so
bold
although
i
swear
it
to
my
self
alone
and
to
be
sure
that
is
not
false
i
swear
a
thousand
groans
but
thinking
on
thy
face
one
on
another's
neck
do
witness
bear
thy
black
is
fairest
in
my
judgment's
place
in
nothing
art
thou
black
save
in
thy
deeds
and
thence
this
slander
as
i
think
proceeds
132
thine
eyes
i
love
and
they
as
pitying
me
knowing
thy
heart
torment
me
with
disdain
have
put
on
black
and
loving
mourners
be
looking
with
pretty
ruth
upon
my
pain
and
truly
not
the
morning
sun
of
heaven
better
becomes
the
grey
cheeks
of
the
east
nor
that
full
star
that
ushers
in
the
even
doth
half
that
glory
to
the
sober
west
as
those
two
mourning
eyes
become
thy
face
o
let
it
then
as
well
beseem
thy
heart
to
mourn
for
me
since
mourning
doth
thee
grace
and
suit
thy
pity
like
in
every
part
then
will
i
swear
beauty
herself
is
black
and
all
they
foul
that
thy
complexion
lack
133
beshrew
that
heart
that
makes
my
heart
to
groan
for
that
deep
wound
it
gives
my
friend
and
me
is't
not
enough
to
torture
me
alone
but
slave
to
slavery
my
sweet'st
friend
must
be
me
from
my
self
thy
cruel
eye
hath
taken
and
my
next
self
thou
harder
hast
engrossed
of
him
my
self
and
thee
i
am
forsaken
a
torment
thrice
three-fold
thus
to
be
crossed
prison
my
heart
in
thy
steel
bosom's
ward
but
then
my
friend's
heart
let
my
poor
heart
bail
whoe'er
keeps
me
let
my
heart
be
his
guard
thou
canst
not
then
use
rigour
in
my
gaol
and
yet
thou
wilt
for
i
being
pent
in
thee
perforce
am
thine
and
all
that
is
in
me
134
so
now
i
have
confessed
that
he
is
thine
and
i
my
self
am
mortgaged
to
thy
will
my
self
i'll
forfeit
so
that
other
mine
thou
wilt
restore
to
be
my
comfort
still
but
thou
wilt
not
nor
he
will
not
be
free
for
thou
art
covetous
and
he
is
kind
he
learned
but
surety-like
to
write
for
me
under
that
bond
that
him
as
fist
doth
bind
the
statute
of
thy
beauty
thou
wilt
take
thou
usurer
that
put'st
forth
all
to
use
and
sue
a
friend
came
debtor
for
my
sake
so
him
i
lose
through
my
unkind
abuse
him
have
i
lost
thou
hast
both
him
and
me
he
pays
the
whole
and
yet
am
i
not
free
135
whoever
hath
her
wish
thou
hast
thy
will
and
'will'
to
boot
and
'will'
in
over-plus
more
than
enough
am
i
that
vex
thee
still
to
thy
sweet
will
making
addition
thus
wilt
thou
whose
will
is
large
and
spacious
not
once
vouchsafe
to
hide
my
will
in
thine
shall
will
in
others
seem
right
gracious
and
in
my
will
no
fair
acceptance
shine
the
sea
all
water
yet
receives
rain
still
and
in
abundance
addeth
to
his
store
so
thou
being
rich
in
will
add
to
thy
will
one
will
of
mine
to
make
thy
large
will
more
let
no
unkind
no
fair
beseechers
kill
think
all
but
one
and
me
in
that
one
'will
'
136
if
thy
soul
check
thee
that
i
come
so
near
swear
to
thy
blind
soul
that
i
was
thy
'will'
and
will
thy
soul
knows
is
admitted
there
thus
far
for
love
my
love-suit
sweet
fulfil
'will'
will
fulfil
the
treasure
of
thy
love
ay
fill
it
full
with
wills
and
my
will
one
in
things
of
great
receipt
with
case
we
prove
among
a
number
one
is
reckoned
none
then
in
the
number
let
me
pass
untold
though
in
thy
store's
account
i
one
must
be
for
nothing
hold
me
so
it
please
thee
hold
that
nothing
me
a
something
sweet
to
thee
make
but
my
name
thy
love
and
love
that
still
and
then
thou
lov'st
me
for
my
name
is
will
137
thou
blind
fool
love
what
dost
thou
to
mine
eyes
that
they
behold
and
see
not
what
they
see
they
know
what
beauty
is
see
where
it
lies
yet
what
the
best
is
take
the
worst
to
be
if
eyes
corrupt
by
over-partial
looks
be
anchored
in
the
bay
where
all
men
ride
why
of
eyes'
falsehood
hast
thou
forged
hooks
whereto
the
judgment
of
my
heart
is
tied
why
should
my
heart
think
that
a
several
plot
which
my
heart
knows
the
wide
world's
common
place
or
mine
eyes
seeing
this
say
this
is
not
to
put
fair
truth
upon
so
foul
a
face
in
things
right
true
my
heart
and
eyes
have
erred
and
to
this
false
plague
are
they
now
transferred
138
when
my
love
swears
that
she
is
made
of
truth
i
do
believe
her
though
i
know
she
lies
that
she
might
think
me
some
untutored
youth
unlearned
in
the
world's
false
subtleties
thus
vainly
thinking
that
she
thinks
me
young
although
she
knows
my
days
are
past
the
best
simply
i
credit
her
false-speaking
tongue
on
both
sides
thus
is
simple
truth
suppressed
but
wherefore
says
she
not
she
is
unjust
and
wherefore
say
not
i
that
i
am
old
o
love's
best
habit
is
in
seeming
trust
and
age
in
love
loves
not
to
have
years
told
therefore
i
lie
with
her
and
she
with
me
and
in
our
faults
by
lies
we
flattered
be
139
o
call
not
me
to
justify
the
wrong
that
thy
unkindness
lays
upon
my
heart
wound
me
not
with
thine
eye
but
with
thy
tongue
use
power
with
power
and
slay
me
not
by
art
tell
me
thou
lov'st
elsewhere
but
in
my
sight
dear
heart
forbear
to
glance
thine
eye
aside
what
need'st
thou
wound
with
cunning
when
thy
might
is
more
than
my
o'erpressed
defence
can
bide
let
me
excuse
thee
ah
my
love
well
knows
her
pretty
looks
have
been
mine
enemies
and
therefore
from
my
face
she
turns
my
foes
that
they
elsewhere
might
dart
their
injuries
yet
do
not
so
but
since
i
am
near
slain
kill
me
outright
with
looks
and
rid
my
pain
140
be
wise
as
thou
art
cruel
do
not
press
my
tongue-tied
patience
with
too
much
disdain
lest
sorrow
lend
me
words
and
words
express
the
manner
of
my
pity-wanting
pain
if
i
might
teach
thee
wit
better
it
were
though
not
to
love
yet
love
to
tell
me
so
as
testy
sick
men
when
their
deaths
be
near
no
news
but
health
from
their
physicians
know
for
if
i
should
despair
i
should
grow
mad
and
in
my
madness
might
speak
ill
of
thee
now
this
ill-wresting
world
is
grown
so
bad
mad
slanderers
by
mad
ears
believed
be
that
i
may
not
be
so
nor
thou
belied
bear
thine
eyes
straight
though
thy
proud
heart
go
wide
141
in
faith
i
do
not
love
thee
with
mine
eyes
for
they
in
thee
a
thousand
errors
note
but
'tis
my
heart
that
loves
what
they
despise
who
in
despite
of
view
is
pleased
to
dote
nor
are
mine
cars
with
thy
tongue's
tune
delighted
nor
tender
feeling
to
base
touches
prone
nor
taste
nor
smell
desire
to
be
invited
to
any
sensual
feast
with
thee
alone
but
my
five
wits
nor
my
five
senses
can
dissuade
one
foolish
heart
from
serving
thee
who
leaves
unswayed
the
likeness
of
a
man
thy
proud
heart's
slave
and
vassal
wretch
to
be
only
my
plague
thus
far
i
count
my
gain
that
she
that
makes
me
sin
awards
me
pain
142
love
is
my
sin
and
thy
dear
virtue
hate
hate
of
my
sin
grounded
on
sinful
loving
o
but
with
mine
compare
thou
thine
own
state
and
thou
shalt
find
it
merits
not
reproving
or
if
it
do
not
from
those
lips
of
thine
that
have
profaned
their
scarlet
ornaments
and
sealed
false
bonds
of
love
as
oft
as
mine
robbed
others'
beds'
revenues
of
their
rents
be
it
lawful
i
love
thee
as
thou
lov'st
those
whom
thine
eyes
woo
as
mine
importune
thee
root
pity
in
thy
heart
that
when
it
grows
thy
pity
may
deserve
to
pitied
be
if
thou
dost
seek
to
have
what
thou
dost
hide
by
self-example
mayst
thou
be
denied
143
lo
as
a
careful
huswife
runs
to
catch
one
of
her
feathered
creatures
broke
away
sets
down
her
babe
and
makes
all
swift
dispatch
in
pursuit
of
the
thing
she
would
have
stay
whilst
her
neglected
child
holds
her
in
chase
cries
to
catch
her
whose
busy
care
is
bent
to
follow
that
which
flies
before
her
face
not
prizing
her
poor
infant's
discontent
so
run'st
thou
after
that
which
flies
from
thee
whilst
i
thy
babe
chase
thee
afar
behind
but
if
thou
catch
thy
hope
turn
back
to
me
and
play
the
mother's
part
kiss
me
be
kind
so
will
i
pray
that
thou
mayst
have
thy
will
if
thou
turn
back
and
my
loud
crying
still
144
two
loves
i
have
of
comfort
and
despair
which
like
two
spirits
do
suggest
me
still
the
better
angel
is
a
man
right
fair
the
worser
spirit
a
woman
coloured
ill
to
win
me
soon
to
hell
my
female
evil
tempteth
my
better
angel
from
my
side
and
would
corrupt
my
saint
to
be
a
devil
wooing
his
purity
with
her
foul
pride
and
whether
that
my
angel
be
turned
fiend
suspect
i
may
yet
not
directly
tell
but
being
both
from
me
both
to
each
friend
i
guess
one
angel
in
another's
hell
yet
this
shall
i
ne'er
know
but
live
in
doubt
till
my
bad
angel
fire
my
good
one
out
145
those
lips
that
love's
own
hand
did
make
breathed
forth
the
sound
that
said
'i
hate'
to
me
that
languished
for
her
sake
but
when
she
saw
my
woeful
state
straight
in
her
heart
did
mercy
come
chiding
that
tongue
that
ever
sweet
was
used
in
giving
gentle
doom
and
taught
it
thus
anew
to
greet
'i
hate'
she
altered
with
an
end
that
followed
it
as
gentle
day
doth
follow
night
who
like
a
fiend
from
heaven
to
hell
is
flown
away
'i
hate'
from
hate
away
she
threw
and
saved
my
life
saying
'not
you'
146
poor
soul
the
centre
of
my
sinful
earth
my
sinful
earth
these
rebel
powers
array
why
dost
thou
pine
within
and
suffer
dearth
painting
thy
outward
walls
so
costly
gay
why
so
large
cost
having
so
short
a
lease
dost
thou
upon
thy
fading
mansion
spend
shall
worms
inheritors
of
this
excess
eat
up
thy
charge
is
this
thy
body's
end
then
soul
live
thou
upon
thy
servant's
loss
and
let
that
pine
to
aggravate
thy
store
buy
terms
divine
in
selling
hours
of
dross
within
be
fed
without
be
rich
no
more
so
shall
thou
feed
on
death
that
feeds
on
men
and
death
once
dead
there's
no
more
dying
then
147
my
love
is
as
a
fever
longing
still
for
that
which
longer
nurseth
the
disease
feeding
on
that
which
doth
preserve
the
ill
th'
uncertain
sickly
appetite
to
please
my
reason
the
physician
to
my
love
angry
that
his
prescriptions
are
not
kept
hath
left
me
and
i
desperate
now
approve
desire
is
death
which
physic
did
except
past
cure
i
am
now
reason
is
past
care
and
frantic-mad
with
evermore
unrest
my
thoughts
and
my
discourse
as
mad
men's
are
at
random
from
the
truth
vainly
expressed
for
i
have
sworn
thee
fair
and
thought
thee
bright
who
art
as
black
as
hell
as
dark
as
night
148
o
me!
what
eyes
hath
love
put
in
my
head
which
have
no
correspondence
with
true
sight
or
if
they
have
where
is
my
judgment
fled
that
censures
falsely
what
they
see
aright
if
that
be
fair
whereon
my
false
eyes
dote
what
means
the
world
to
say
it
is
not
so
if
it
be
not
then
love
doth
well
denote
love's
eye
is
not
so
true
as
all
men's
no
how
can
it
o
how
can
love's
eye
be
true
that
is
so
vexed
with
watching
and
with
tears
no
marvel
then
though
i
mistake
my
view
the
sun
it
self
sees
not
till
heaven
clears
o
cunning
love
with
tears
thou
keep'st
me
blind
lest
eyes
well-seeing
thy
foul
faults
should
find
149
canst
thou
o
cruel
say
i
love
thee
not
when
i
against
my
self
with
thee
partake
do
i
not
think
on
thee
when
i
forgot
am
of
my
self
all-tyrant
for
thy
sake
who
hateth
thee
that
i
do
call
my
friend
on
whom
frown'st
thou
that
i
do
fawn
upon
nay
if
thou
lour'st
on
me
do
i
not
spend
revenge
upon
my
self
with
present
moan
what
merit
do
i
in
my
self
respect
that
is
so
proud
thy
service
to
despise
when
all
my
best
doth
worship
thy
defect
commanded
by
the
motion
of
thine
eyes
but
love
hate
on
for
now
i
know
thy
mind
those
that
can
see
thou
lov'st
and
i
am
blind
150
o
from
what
power
hast
thou
this
powerful
might
with
insufficiency
my
heart
to
sway
to
make
me
give
the
lie
to
my
true
sight
and
swear
that
brightness
doth
not
grace
the
day
whence
hast
thou
this
becoming
of
things
ill
that
in
the
very
refuse
of
thy
deeds
there
is
such
strength
and
warrantise
of
skill
that
in
my
mind
thy
worst
all
best
exceeds
who
taught
thee
how
to
make
me
love
thee
more
the
more
i
hear
and
see
just
cause
of
hate
o
though
i
love
what
others
do
abhor
with
others
thou
shouldst
not
abhor
my
state
if
thy
unworthiness
raised
love
in
me
more
worthy
i
to
be
beloved
of
thee
151
love
is
too
young
to
know
what
conscience
is
yet
who
knows
not
conscience
is
born
of
love
then
gentle
cheater
urge
not
my
amiss
lest
guilty
of
my
faults
thy
sweet
self
prove
for
thou
betraying
me
i
do
betray
my
nobler
part
to
my
gross
body's
treason
my
soul
doth
tell
my
body
that
he
may
triumph
in
love
flesh
stays
no
farther
reason
but
rising
at
thy
name
doth
point
out
thee
as
his
triumphant
prize
proud
of
this
pride
he
is
contented
thy
poor
drudge
to
be
to
stand
in
thy
affairs
fall
by
thy
side
no
want
of
conscience
hold
it
that
i
call
her
love
for
whose
dear
love
i
rise
and
fall
152
in
loving
thee
thou
know'st
i
am
forsworn
but
thou
art
twice
forsworn
to
me
love
swearing
in
act
thy
bed-vow
broke
and
new
faith
torn
in
vowing
new
hate
after
new
love
bearing
but
why
of
two
oaths'
breach
do
i
accuse
thee
when
i
break
twenty
i
am
perjured
most
for
all
my
vows
are
oaths
but
to
misuse
thee
and
all
my
honest
faith
in
thee
is
lost
for
i
have
sworn
deep
oaths
of
thy
deep
kindness
oaths
of
thy
love
thy
truth
thy
constancy
and
to
enlighten
thee
gave
eyes
to
blindness
or
made
them
swear
against
the
thing
they
see
for
i
have
sworn
thee
fair
more
perjured
i
to
swear
against
the
truth
so
foul
a
be
153
cupid
laid
by
his
brand
and
fell
asleep
a
maid
of
dian's
this
advantage
found
and
his
love-kindling
fire
did
quickly
steep
in
a
cold
valley-fountain
of
that
ground
which
borrowed
from
this
holy
fire
of
love
a
dateless
lively
heat
still
to
endure
and
grew
a
seeting
bath
which
yet
men
prove
against
strange
maladies
a
sovereign
cure
but
at
my
mistress'
eye
love's
brand
new-fired
the
boy
for
trial
needs
would
touch
my
breast
i
sick
withal
the
help
of
bath
desired
and
thither
hied
a
sad
distempered
guest
but
found
no
cure
the
bath
for
my
help
lies
where
cupid
got
new
fire
my
mistress'
eyes
154
the
little
love-god
lying
once
asleep
laid
by
his
side
his
heart-inflaming
brand
whilst
many
nymphs
that
vowed
chaste
life
to
keep
came
tripping
by
but
in
her
maiden
hand
the
fairest
votary
took
up
that
fire
which
many
legions
of
true
hearts
had
warmed
and
so
the
general
of
hot
desire
was
sleeping
by
a
virgin
hand
disarmed
this
brand
she
quenched
in
a
cool
well
by
which
from
love's
fire
took
heat
perpetual
growing
a
bath
and
healthful
remedy
for
men
discased
but
i
my
mistress'
thrall
came
there
for
cure
and
this
by
that
i
prove
love's
fire
heats
water
water
cools
not
love
the
end
1603
alls
well
that
ends
well
by
william
shakespeare
dramatis
personae
king
of
france
the
duke
of
florence
bertram
count
of
rousillon
lafeu
an
old
lord
parolles
a
follower
of
bertram
two
french
lords
serving
with
bertram
steward
servant
to
the
countess
of
rousillon
lavache
a
clown
and
servant
to
the
countess
of
rousillon
a
page
servant
to
the
countess
of
rousillon
countess
of
rousillon
mother
to
bertram
helena
a
gentlewoman
protected
by
the
countess
a
widow
of
florence
diana
daughter
to
the
widow
violenta
neighbour
and
friend
to
the
widow
mariana
neighbour
and
friend
to
the
widow
lords
officers
soldiers
etc
french
and
florentine
scene
rousillon
paris
florence
marseilles
act
i
scene
1
rousillon
the
count's
palace
enter
bertram
the
countess
of
rousillon
helena
and
lafeu
all
in
black
countess
in
delivering
my
son
from
me
i
bury
a
second
husband
bertram
and
i
in
going
madam
weep
o'er
my
father's
death
anew
but
i
must
attend
his
majesty's
command
to
whom
i
am
now
in
ward
evermore
in
subjection
lafeu
you
shall
find
of
the
king
a
husband
madam
you
sir
a
father
he
that
so
generally
is
at
all
times
good
must
of
necessity
hold
his
virtue
to
you
whose
worthiness
would
stir
it
up
where
it
wanted
rather
than
lack
it
where
there
is
such
abundance
countess
what
hope
is
there
of
his
majesty's
amendment
lafeu
he
hath
abandon'd
his
physicians
madam
under
whose
practices
he
hath
persecuted
time
with
hope
and
finds
no
other
advantage
in
the
process
but
only
the
losing
of
hope
by
time
countess
this
young
gentlewoman
had
a
father-
o
that
'had
'
how
sad
a
passage
'tis!-whose
skill
was
almost
as
great
as
his
honesty
had
it
stretch'd
so
far
would
have
made
nature
immortal
and
death
should
have
play
for
lack
of
work
would
for
the
king's
sake
he
were
living!
i
think
it
would
be
the
death
of
the
king's
disease
lafeu
how
call'd
you
the
man
you
speak
of
madam
countess
he
was
famous
sir
in
his
profession
and
it
was
his
great
right
to
be
so-
gerard
de
narbon
lafeu
he
was
excellent
indeed
madam
the
king
very
lately
spoke
of
him
admiringly
and
mourningly
he
was
skilful
enough
to
have
liv'd
still
if
knowledge
could
be
set
up
against
mortality
bertram
what
is
it
my
good
lord
the
king
languishes
of
lafeu
a
fistula
my
lord
bertram
i
heard
not
of
it
before
lafeu
i
would
it
were
not
notorious
was
this
gentlewoman
the
daughter
of
gerard
de
narbon
countess
his
sole
child
my
lord
and
bequeathed
to
my
overlooking
i
have
those
hopes
of
her
good
that
her
education
promises
her
dispositions
she
inherits
which
makes
fair
gifts
fairer
for
where
an
unclean
mind
carries
virtuous
qualities
there
commendations
go
with
pity-they
are
virtues
and
traitors
too
in
her
they
are
the
better
for
their
simpleness
she
derives
her
honesty
and
achieves
her
goodness
lafeu
your
commendations
madam
get
from
her
tears
countess
'tis
the
best
brine
a
maiden
can
season
her
praise
in
the
remembrance
of
her
father
never
approaches
her
heart
but
the
tyranny
of
her
sorrows
takes
all
livelihood
from
her
cheek
no
more
of
this
helena
go
to
no
more
lest
it
be
rather
thought
you
affect
a
sorrow
than
to
have-
helena
i
do
affect
a
sorrow
indeed
but
i
have
it
too
lafeu
moderate
lamentation
is
the
right
of
the
dead
excessive
grief
the
enemy
to
the
living
countess
if
the
living
be
enemy
to
the
grief
the
excess
makes
it
soon
mortal
bertram
madam
i
desire
your
holy
wishes
lafeu
how
understand
we
that
countess
be
thou
blest
bertram
and
succeed
thy
father
in
manners
as
in
shape!
thy
blood
and
virtue
contend
for
empire
in
thee
and
thy
goodness
share
with
thy
birthright!
love
all
trust
a
few
do
wrong
to
none
be
able
for
thine
enemy
rather
in
power
than
use
and
keep
thy
friend
under
thy
own
life's
key
be
check'd
for
silence
but
never
tax'd
for
speech
what
heaven
more
will
that
thee
may
furnish
and
my
prayers
pluck
down
fall
on
thy
head!
farewell
my
lord
'tis
an
unseason'd
courtier
good
my
lord
advise
him
lafeu
he
cannot
want
the
best
that
shall
attend
his
love
countess
heaven
bless
him!
farewell
bertram
exit
bertram
the
best
wishes
that
can
be
forg'd
in
your
thoughts
be
servants
to
you!
to
helena
be
comfortable
to
my
mother
your
mistress
and
make
much
of
her
lafeu
farewell
pretty
lady
you
must
hold
the
credit
of
your
father
exeunt
bertram
and
lafeu
helena
o
were
that
all!
i
think
not
on
my
father
and
these
great
tears
grace
his
remembrance
more
than
those
i
shed
for
him
what
was
he
like
i
have
forgot
him
my
imagination
carries
no
favour
in't
but
bertram's
i
am
undone
there
is
no
living
none
if
bertram
be
away
'twere
all
one
that
i
should
love
a
bright
particular
star
and
think
to
wed
it
he
is
so
above
me
in
his
bright
radiance
and
collateral
light
must
i
be
comforted
not
in
his
sphere
th'
ambition
in
my
love
thus
plagues
itself
the
hind
that
would
be
mated
by
the
lion
must
die
for
love
'twas
pretty
though
a
plague
to
see
him
every
hour
to
sit
and
draw
his
arched
brows
his
hawking
eye
his
curls
in
our
heart's
table-heart
too
capable
of
every
line
and
trick
of
his
sweet
favour
but
now
he's
gone
and
my
idolatrous
fancy
must
sanctify
his
relics
who
comes
here
enter
parolles
aside
one
that
goes
with
him
i
love
him
for
his
sake
and
yet
i
know
him
a
notorious
liar
think
him
a
great
way
fool
solely
a
coward
yet
these
fix'd
evils
sit
so
fit
in
him
that
they
take
place
when
virtue's
steely
bones
looks
bleak
i'
th'
cold
wind
withal
full
oft
we
see
cold
wisdom
waiting
on
superfluous
folly
parolles
save
you
fair
queen!
helena
and
you
monarch!
parolles
no
helena
and
no
parolles
are
you
meditating
on
virginity
helena
ay
you
have
some
stain
of
soldier
in
you
let
me
ask
you
a
question
man
is
enemy
to
virginity
how
may
we
barricado
it
against
him
parolles
keep
him
out
helena
but
he
assails
and
our
virginity
though
valiant
in
the
defence
yet
is
weak
unfold
to
us
some
warlike
resistance
parolles
there
is
none
man
setting
down
before
you
will
undermine
you
and
blow
you
up
helena
bless
our
poor
virginity
from
underminers
and
blowers-up!
is
there
no
military
policy
how
virgins
might
blow
up
men
parolles
virginity
being
blown
down
man
will
quicklier
be
blown
up
marry
in
blowing
him
down
again
with
the
breach
yourselves
made
you
lose
your
city
it
is
not
politic
in
the
commonwealth
of
nature
to
preserve
virginity
loss
of
virginity
is
rational
increase
and
there
was
never
virgin
got
till
virginity
was
first
lost
that
you
were
made
of
is
metal
to
make
virgins
virginity
by
being
once
lost
may
be
ten
times
found
by
being
ever
kept
it
is
ever
lost
'tis
too
cold
a
companion
away
with't
helena
i
will
stand
for
't
a
little
though
therefore
i
die
a
virgin
parolles
there's
little
can
be
said
in
't
'tis
against
the
rule
of
nature
to
speak
on
the
part
of
virginity
is
to
accuse
your
mothers
which
is
most
infallible
disobedience
he
that
hangs
himself
is
a
virgin
virginity
murders
itself
and
should
be
buried
in
highways
out
of
all
sanctified
limit
as
a
desperate
offendress
against
nature
virginity
breeds
mites
much
like
a
cheese
consumes
itself
to
the
very
paring
and
so
dies
with
feeding
his
own
stomach
besides
virginity
is
peevish
proud
idle
made
of
self-love
which
is
the
most
inhibited
sin
in
the
canon
keep
it
not
you
cannot
choose
but
lose
by't
out
with't
within
ten
year
it
will
make
itself
ten
which
is
a
goodly
increase
and
the
principal
itself
not
much
the
worse
away
with't
helena
how
might
one
do
sir
to
lose
it
to
her
own
liking
parolles
let
me
see
marry
ill
to
like
him
that
ne'er
it
likes
'tis
a
commodity
will
lose
the
gloss
with
lying
the
longer
kept
the
less
worth
off
with't
while
'tis
vendible
answer
the
time
of
request
virginity
like
an
old
courtier
wears
her
cap
out
of
fashion
richly
suited
but
unsuitable
just
like
the
brooch
and
the
toothpick
which
wear
not
now
your
date
is
better
in
your
pie
and
your
porridge
than
in
your
cheek
and
your
virginity
your
old
virginity
is
like
one
of
our
french
wither'd
pears
it
looks
ill
it
eats
drily
marry
'tis
a
wither'd
pear
it
was
formerly
better
marry
yet
'tis
a
wither'd
pear
will
you
anything
with
it
helena
not
my
virginity
yet
there
shall
your
master
have
a
thousand
loves
a
mother
and
a
mistress
and
a
friend
a
phoenix
captain
and
an
enemy
a
guide
a
goddess
and
a
sovereign
a
counsellor
a
traitress
and
a
dear
his
humble
ambition
proud
humility
his
jarring
concord
and
his
discord
dulcet
his
faith
his
sweet
disaster
with
a
world
of
pretty
fond
adoptious
christendoms
that
blinking
cupid
gossips
now
shall
he-
i
know
not
what
he
shall
god
send
him
well!
the
court's
a
learning-place
and
he
is
one-
parolles
what
one
i'
faith
helena
that
i
wish
well
'tis
pity-
parolles
what's
pity
helena
that
wishing
well
had
not
a
body
in't
which
might
be
felt
that
we
the
poorer
born
whose
baser
stars
do
shut
us
up
in
wishes
might
with
effects
of
them
follow
our
friends
and
show
what
we
alone
must
think
which
never
returns
us
thanks
enter
page
page
monsieur
parolles
my
lord
calls
for
you
exit
page
parolles
little
helen
farewell
if
i
can
remember
thee
i
will
think
of
thee
at
court
helena
monsieur
parolles
you
were
born
under
a
charitable
star
parolles
under
mars
i
helena
i
especially
think
under
mars
parolles
why
under
man
helena
the
wars
hath
so
kept
you
under
that
you
must
needs
be
born
under
mars
parolles
when
he
was
predominant
helena
when
he
was
retrograde
i
think
rather
parolles
why
think
you
so
helena
you
go
so
much
backward
when
you
fight
parolles
that's
for
advantage
helena
so
is
running
away
when
fear
proposes
the
safety
but
the
composition
that
your
valour
and
fear
makes
in
you
is
a
virtue
of
a
good
wing
and
i
like
the
wear
well
parolles
i
am
so
full
of
business
i
cannot
answer
thee
acutely
i
will
return
perfect
courtier
in
the
which
my
instruction
shall
serve
to
naturalize
thee
so
thou
wilt
be
capable
of
a
courtier's
counsel
and
understand
what
advice
shall
thrust
upon
thee
else
thou
diest
in
thine
unthankfulness
and
thine
ignorance
makes
thee
away
farewell
when
thou
hast
leisure
say
thy
prayers
when
thou
hast
none
remember
thy
friends
get
thee
a
good
husband
and
use
him
as
he
uses
thee
so
farewell
exit
helena
our
remedies
oft
in
ourselves
do
lie
which
we
ascribe
to
heaven
the
fated
sky
gives
us
free
scope
only
doth
backward
pull
our
slow
designs
when
we
ourselves
are
dull
what
power
is
it
which
mounts
my
love
so
high
that
makes
me
see
and
cannot
feed
mine
eye
the
mightiest
space
in
fortune
nature
brings
to
join
like
likes
and
kiss
like
native
things
impossible
be
strange
attempts
to
those
that
weigh
their
pains
in
sense
and
do
suppose
what
hath
been
cannot
be
who
ever
strove
to
show
her
merit
that
did
miss
her
love
the
king's
disease-my
project
may
deceive
me
but
my
intents
are
fix'd
and
will
not
leave
me
exit
act
i
scene
2
paris
the
king's
palace
flourish
of
cornets
enter
the
king
of
france
with
letters
and
divers
attendants
king
the
florentines
and
senoys
are
by
th'
ears
have
fought
with
equal
fortune
and
continue
a
braving
war
first
lord
so
'tis
reported
sir
king
nay
'tis
most
credible
we
here
receive
it
a
certainty
vouch'd
from
our
cousin
austria
with
caution
that
the
florentine
will
move
us
for
speedy
aid
wherein
our
dearest
friend
prejudicates
the
business
and
would
seem
to
have
us
make
denial
first
lord
his
love
and
wisdom
approv'd
so
to
your
majesty
may
plead
for
amplest
credence
king
he
hath
arm'd
our
answer
and
florence
is
denied
before
he
comes
yet
for
our
gentlemen
that
mean
to
see
the
tuscan
service
freely
have
they
leave
to
stand
on
either
part
second
lord
it
well
may
serve
a
nursery
to
our
gentry
who
are
sick
for
breathing
and
exploit
king
what's
he
comes
here
enter
bertram
lafeu
and
parolles
first
lord
it
is
the
count
rousillon
my
good
lord
young
bertram
king
youth
thou
bear'st
thy
father's
face
frank
nature
rather
curious
than
in
haste
hath
well
compos'd
thee
thy
father's
moral
parts
mayst
thou
inherit
too!
welcome
to
paris
bertram
my
thanks
and
duty
are
your
majesty's
king
i
would
i
had
that
corporal
soundness
now
as
when
thy
father
and
myself
in
friendship
first
tried
our
soldiership
he
did
look
far
into
the
service
of
the
time
and
was
discipled
of
the
bravest
he
lasted
long
but
on
us
both
did
haggish
age
steal
on
and
wore
us
out
of
act
it
much
repairs
me
to
talk
of
your
good
father
in
his
youth
he
had
the
wit
which
i
can
well
observe
to-day
in
our
young
lords
but
they
may
jest
till
their
own
scorn
return
to
them
unnoted
ere
they
can
hide
their
levity
in
honour
so
like
a
courtier
contempt
nor
bitterness
were
in
his
pride
or
sharpness
if
they
were
his
equal
had
awak'd
them
and
his
honour
clock
to
itself
knew
the
true
minute
when
exception
bid
him
speak
and
at
this
time
his
tongue
obey'd
his
hand
who
were
below
him
he
us'd
as
creatures
of
another
place
and
bow'd
his
eminent
top
to
their
low
ranks
making
them
proud
of
his
humility
in
their
poor
praise
he
humbled
such
a
man
might
be
a
copy
to
these
younger
times
which
followed
well
would
demonstrate
them
now
but
goers
backward
bertram
his
good
remembrance
sir
lies
richer
in
your
thoughts
than
on
his
tomb
so
in
approof
lives
not
his
epitaph
as
in
your
royal
speech
king
would
i
were
with
him!
he
would
always
say-
methinks
i
hear
him
now
his
plausive
words
he
scatter'd
not
in
ears
but
grafted
them
to
grow
there
and
to
bear-
'let
me
not
live'-
this
his
good
melancholy
oft
began
on
the
catastrophe
and
heel
of
pastime
when
it
was
out-'let
me
not
live'
quoth
he
'after
my
flame
lacks
oil
to
be
the
snuff
of
younger
spirits
whose
apprehensive
senses
all
but
new
things
disdain
whose
judgments
are
mere
fathers
of
their
garments
whose
constancies
expire
before
their
fashions
'
this
he
wish'd
i
after
him
do
after
him
wish
too
since
i
nor
wax
nor
honey
can
bring
home
i
quickly
were
dissolved
from
my
hive
to
give
some
labourers
room
second
lord
you're
loved
sir
they
that
least
lend
it
you
shall
lack
you
first
king
i
fill
a
place
i
know't
how
long
is't
count
since
the
physician
at
your
father's
died
he
was
much
fam'd
bertram
some
six
months
since
my
lord
king
if
he
were
living
i
would
try
him
yet-
lend
me
an
arm-the
rest
have
worn
me
out
with
several
applications
nature
and
sickness
debate
it
at
their
leisure
welcome
count
my
son's
no
dearer
bertram
thank
your
majesty
exeunt
flourish
act
i
scene
3
rousillon
the
count's
palace
enter
countess
steward
and
clown
countess
i
will
now
hear
what
say
you
of
this
gentlewoman
steward
madam
the
care
i
have
had
to
even
your
content
i
wish
might
be
found
in
the
calendar
of
my
past
endeavours
for
then
we
wound
our
modesty
and
make
foul
the
clearness
of
our
deservings
when
of
ourselves
we
publish
them
countess
what
does
this
knave
here
get
you
gone
sirrah
the
complaints
i
have
heard
of
you
i
do
not
all
believe
'tis
my
slowness
that
i
do
not
for
i
know
you
lack
not
folly
to
commit
them
and
have
ability
enough
to
make
such
knaveries
yours
clown
'tis
not
unknown
to
you
madam
i
am
a
poor
fellow
countess
well
sir
clown
no
madam
'tis
not
so
well
that
i
am
poor
though
many
of
the
rich
are
damn'd
but
if
i
may
have
your
ladyship's
good
will
to
go
to
the
world
isbel
the
woman
and
i
will
do
as
we
may
countess
wilt
thou
needs
be
a
beggar
clown
i
do
beg
your
good
will
in
this
case
countess
in
what
case
clown
in
isbel's
case
and
mine
own
service
is
no
heritage
and
i
think
i
shall
never
have
the
blessing
of
god
till
i
have
issue
o'
my
body
for
they
say
bames
are
blessings
countess
tell
me
thy
reason
why
thou
wilt
marry
clown
my
poor
body
madam
requires
it
i
am
driven
on
by
the
flesh
and
he
must
needs
go
that
the
devil
drives
countess
is
this
all
your
worship's
reason
clown
faith
madam
i
have
other
holy
reasons
such
as
they
are
countess
may
the
world
know
them
clown
i
have
been
madam
a
wicked
creature
as
you
and
all
flesh
and
blood
are
and
indeed
i
do
marry
that
i
may
repent
countess
thy
marriage
sooner
than
thy
wickedness
clown
i
am
out
o'
friends
madam
and
i
hope
to
have
friends
for
my
wife's
sake
countess
such
friends
are
thine
enemies
knave
clown
y'are
shallow
madam-in
great
friends
for
the
knaves
come
to
do
that
for
me
which
i
am
aweary
of
he
that
ears
my
land
spares
my
team
and
gives
me
leave
to
in
the
crop
if
i
be
his
cuckold
he's
my
drudge
he
that
comforts
my
wife
is
the
cherisher
of
my
flesh
and
blood
he
that
cherishes
my
flesh
and
blood
loves
my
flesh
and
blood
he
that
loves
my
flesh
and
blood
is
my
friend
ergo
he
that
kisses
my
wife
is
my
friend
if
men
could
be
contented
to
be
what
they
are
there
were
no
fear
in
marriage
for
young
charbon
the
puritan
and
old
poysam
the
papist
howsome'er
their
hearts
are
sever'd
in
religion
their
heads
are
both
one
they
may
jowl
horns
together
like
any
deer
i'
th'
herd
countess
wilt
thou
ever
be
a
foul-mouth'd
and
calumnious
knave
clown
a
prophet
i
madam
and
i
speak
the
truth
the
next
way
for
i
the
ballad
will
repeat
which
men
full
true
shall
find
your
marriage
comes
by
destiny
your
cuckoo
sings
by
kind
countess
get
you
gone
sir
i'll
talk
with
you
more
anon
steward
may
it
please
you
madam
that
he
bid
helen
come
to
you
of
her
i
am
to
speak
countess
sirrah
tell
my
gentlewoman
i
would
speak
with
her
helen
i
mean
clown
sings
'was
this
fair
face
the
cause'
quoth
she
'why
the
grecians
sacked
troy
fond
done
done
fond
was
this
king
priam's
joy
'
with
that
she
sighed
as
she
stood
with
that
she
sighed
as
she
stood
and
gave
this
sentence
then
'among
nine
bad
if
one
be
good
among
nine
bad
if
one
be
good
there's
yet
one
good
in
ten
'
countess
what
one
good
in
ten
you
corrupt
the
song
sirrah
clown
one
good
woman
in
ten
madam
which
is
a
purifying
o'
th'
song
would
god
would
serve
the
world
so
all
the
year!
we'd
find
no
fault
with
the
tithe-woman
if
i
were
the
parson
one
in
ten
quoth
'a!
an
we
might
have
a
good
woman
born
before
every
blazing
star
or
at
an
earthquake
'twould
mend
the
lottery
well
a
man
may
draw
his
heart
out
ere
'a
pluck
one
countess
you'll
be
gone
sir
knave
and
do
as
i
command
you
clown
that
man
should
be
at
woman's
command
and
yet
no
hurt
done!
though
honesty
be
no
puritan
yet
it
will
do
no
hurt
it
will
wear
the
surplice
of
humility
over
the
black
gown
of
a
big
heart
i
am
going
forsooth
the
business
is
for
helen
to
come
hither
exit
countess
well
now
steward
i
know
madam
you
love
your
gentlewoman
entirely
countess
faith
i
do
her
father
bequeath'd
her
to
me
and
she
herself
without
other
advantage
may
lawfully
make
title
to
as
much
love
as
she
finds
there
is
more
owing
her
than
is
paid
and
more
shall
be
paid
her
than
she'll
demand
steward
madam
i
was
very
late
more
near
her
than
i
think
she
wish'd
me
alone
she
was
and
did
communicate
to
herself
her
own
words
to
her
own
ears
she
thought
i
dare
vow
for
her
they
touch'd
not
any
stranger
sense
her
matter
was
she
loved
your
son
fortune
she
said
was
no
goddess
that
had
put
such
difference
betwixt
their
two
estates
love
no
god
that
would
not
extend
his
might
only
where
qualities
were
level
diana
no
queen
of
virgins
that
would
suffer
her
poor
knight
surpris'd
without
rescue
in
the
first
assault
or
ransom
afterward
this
she
deliver'd
in
the
most
bitter
touch
of
sorrow
that
e'er
i
heard
virgin
exclaim
in
which
i
held
my
duty
speedily
to
acquaint
you
withal
sithence
in
the
loss
that
may
happen
it
concerns
you
something
to
know
it
countess
you
have
discharg'd
this
honestly
keep
it
to
yourself
many
likelihoods
inform'd
me
of
this
before
which
hung
so
tott'ring
in
the
balance
that
i
could
neither
believe
nor
misdoubt
pray
you
leave
me
stall
this
in
your
bosom
and
i
thank
you
for
your
honest
care
i
will
speak
with
you
further
anon
exit
steward
enter
helena
even
so
it
was
with
me
when
i
was
young
if
ever
we
are
nature's
these
are
ours
this
thorn
doth
to
our
rose
of
youth
rightly
belong
our
blood
to
us
this
to
our
blood
is
born
it
is
the
show
and
seal
of
nature's
truth
where
love's
strong
passion
is
impress'd
in
youth
by
our
remembrances
of
days
foregone
such
were
our
faults
or
then
we
thought
them
none
her
eye
is
sick
on't
i
observe
her
now
helena
what
is
your
pleasure
madam
countess
you
know
helen
i
am
a
mother
to
you
helena
mine
honourable
mistress
countess
nay
a
mother
why
not
a
mother
when
i
said
'a
mother
'
methought
you
saw
a
serpent
what's
in
'mother'
that
you
start
at
it
i
say
i
am
your
mother
and
put
you
in
the
catalogue
of
those
that
were
enwombed
mine
'tis
often
seen
adoption
strives
with
nature
and
choice
breeds
a
native
slip
to
us
from
foreign
seeds
you
ne'er
oppress'd
me
with
a
mother's
groan
yet
i
express
to
you
a
mother's
care
god's
mercy
maiden!
does
it
curd
thy
blood
to
say
i
am
thy
mother
what's
the
matter
that
this
distempered
messenger
of
wet
the
many-colour'd
iris
rounds
thine
eye
why
that
you
are
my
daughter
helena
that
i
am
not
countess
i
say
i
am
your
mother
helena
pardon
madam
the
count
rousillon
cannot
be
my
brother
i
am
from
humble
he
from
honoured
name
no
note
upon
my
parents
his
all
noble
my
master
my
dear
lord
he
is
and
i
his
servant
live
and
will
his
vassal
die
he
must
not
be
my
brother
countess
nor
i
your
mother
helena
you
are
my
mother
madam
would
you
were-
so
that
my
lord
your
son
were
not
my
brother-
indeed
my
mother!
or
were
you
both
our
mothers
i
care
no
more
for
than
i
do
for
heaven
so
i
were
not
his
sister
can't
no
other
but
i
your
daughter
he
must
be
my
brother
countess
yes
helen
you
might
be
my
daughter-in-law
god
shield
you
mean
it
not!
'daughter'
and
'mother'
so
strive
upon
your
pulse
what!
pale
again
my
fear
hath
catch'd
your
fondness
now
i
see
the
myst'ry
of
your
loneliness
and
find
your
salt
tears'
head
now
to
all
sense
'tis
gross
you
love
my
son
invention
is
asham'd
against
the
proclamation
of
thy
passion
to
say
thou
dost
not
therefore
tell
me
true
but
tell
me
then
'tis
so
for
look
thy
cheeks
confess
it
th'
one
to
th'
other
and
thine
eyes
see
it
so
grossly
shown
in
thy
behaviours
that
in
their
kind
they
speak
it
only
sin
and
hellish
obstinacy
tie
thy
tongue
that
truth
should
be
suspected
speak
is't
so
if
it
be
so
you
have
wound
a
goodly
clew
if
it
be
not
forswear't
howe'er
i
charge
thee
as
heaven
shall
work
in
me
for
thine
avail
to
tell
me
truly
helena
good
madam
pardon
me
countess
do
you
love
my
son
helena
your
pardon
noble
mistress
countess
love
you
my
son
helena
do
not
you
love
him
madam
countess
go
not
about
my
love
hath
in't
a
bond
whereof
the
world
takes
note
come
come
disclose
the
state
of
your
affection
for
your
passions
have
to
the
full
appeach'd
helena
then
i
confess
here
on
my
knee
before
high
heaven
and
you
that
before
you
and
next
unto
high
heaven
i
love
your
son
my
friends
were
poor
but
honest
so's
my
love
be
not
offended
for
it
hurts
not
him
that
he
is
lov'd
of
me
i
follow
him
not
by
any
token
of
presumptuous
suit
nor
would
i
have
him
till
i
do
deserve
him
yet
never
know
how
that
desert
should
be
i
know
i
love
in
vain
strive
against
hope
yet
in
this
captious
and
intenible
sieve
i
still
pour
in
the
waters
of
my
love
and
lack
not
to
lose
still
thus
indian-like
religious
in
mine
error
i
adore
the
sun
that
looks
upon
his
worshipper
but
knows
of
him
no
more
my
dearest
madam
let
not
your
hate
encounter
with
my
love
for
loving
where
you
do
but
if
yourself
whose
aged
honour
cites
a
virtuous
youth
did
ever
in
so
true
a
flame
of
liking
wish
chastely
and
love
dearly
that
your
dian
was
both
herself
and
love
o
then
give
pity
to
her
whose
state
is
such
that
cannot
choose
but
lend
and
give
where
she
is
sure
to
lose
that
seeks
not
to
find
that
her
search
implies
but
riddle-like
lives
sweetly
where
she
dies!
countess
had
you
not
lately
an
intent-speak
truly-
to
go
to
paris
helena
madam
i
had
countess
wherefore
tell
true
helena
i
will
tell
truth
by
grace
itself
i
swear
you
know
my
father
left
me
some
prescriptions
of
rare
and
prov'd
effects
such
as
his
reading
and
manifest
experience
had
collected
for
general
sovereignty
and
that
he
will'd
me
in
heedfull'st
reservation
to
bestow
them
as
notes
whose
faculties
inclusive
were
more
than
they
were
in
note
amongst
the
rest
there
is
a
remedy
approv'd
set
down
to
cure
the
desperate
languishings
whereof
the
king
is
render'd
lost
countess
this
was
your
motive
for
paris
was
it
speak
helena
my
lord
your
son
made
me
to
think
of
this
else
paris
and
the
medicine
and
the
king
had
from
the
conversation
of
my
thoughts
haply
been
absent
then
countess
but
think
you
helen
if
you
should
tender
your
supposed
aid
he
would
receive
it
he
and
his
physicians
are
of
a
mind
he
that
they
cannot
help
him
they
that
they
cannot
help
how
shall
they
credit
a
poor
unlearned
virgin
when
the
schools
embowell'd
of
their
doctrine
have
let
off
the
danger
to
itself
helena
there's
something
in't
more
than
my
father's
skill
which
was
the
great'st
of
his
profession
that
his
good
receipt
shall
for
my
legacy
be
sanctified
by
th'
luckiest
stars
in
heaven
and
would
your
honour
but
give
me
leave
to
try
success
i'd
venture
the
well-lost
life
of
mine
on
his
grace's
cure
by
such
a
day
and
hour
countess
dost
thou
believe't
helena
ay
madam
knowingly
countess
why
helen
thou
shalt
have
my
leave
and
love
means
and
attendants
and
my
loving
greetings
to
those
of
mine
in
court
i'll
stay
at
home
and
pray
god's
blessing
into
thy
attempt
be
gone
to-morrow
and
be
sure
of
this
what
i
can
help
thee
to
thou
shalt
not
miss
exeunt
act
ii
scene
1
paris
the
king's
palace
flourish
of
cornets
enter
the
king
with
divers
young
lords
taking
leave
for
the
florentine
war
bertram
and
parolles
attendants
king
farewell
young
lords
these
war-like
principles
do
not
throw
from
you
and
you
my
lords
farewell
share
the
advice
betwixt
you
if
both
gain
all
the
gift
doth
stretch
itself
as
'tis
receiv'd
and
is
enough
for
both
first
lord
'tis
our
hope
sir
after
well-ent'red
soldiers
to
return
and
find
your
grace
in
health
king
no
no
it
cannot
be
and
yet
my
heart
will
not
confess
he
owes
the
malady
that
doth
my
life
besiege
farewell
young
lords
whether
i
live
or
die
be
you
the
sons
of
worthy
frenchmen
let
higher
italy-
those
bated
that
inherit
but
the
fall
of
the
last
monarchy-see
that
you
come
not
to
woo
honour
but
to
wed
it
when
the
bravest
questant
shrinks
find
what
you
seek
that
fame
may
cry
you
aloud
i
say
farewell
second
lord
health
at
your
bidding
serve
your
majesty!
king
those
girls
of
italy
take
heed
of
them
they
say
our
french
lack
language
to
deny
if
they
demand
beware
of
being
captives
before
you
serve
both
our
hearts
receive
your
warnings
king
farewell
to
attendants
come
hither
to
me
the
king
retires
attended
first
lord
o
my
sweet
lord
that
you
will
stay
behind
us!
parolles
'tis
not
his
fault
the
spark
second
lord
o
'tis
brave
wars!
parolles
most
admirable!
i
have
seen
those
wars
bertram
i
am
commanded
here
and
kept
a
coil
with
'too
young'
and
next
year'
and
"tis
too
early
'
parolles
an
thy
mind
stand
to
't
boy
steal
away
bravely
bertram
i
shall
stay
here
the
forehorse
to
a
smock
creaking
my
shoes
on
the
plain
masonry
till
honour
be
bought
up
and
no
sword
worn
but
one
to
dance
with
by
heaven
i'll
steal
away
first
lord
there's
honour
in
the
theft
parolles
commit
it
count
second
lord
i
am
your
accessary
and
so
farewell
bertram
i
grow
to
you
and
our
parting
is
a
tortur'd
body
first
lord
farewell
captain
second
lord
sweet
monsieur
parolles!
parolles
noble
heroes
my
sword
and
yours
are
kin
good
sparks
and
lustrous
a
word
good
metals
you
shall
find
in
the
regiment
of
the
spinii
one
captain
spurio
with
his
cicatrice
an
emblem
of
war
here
on
his
sinister
cheek
it
was
this
very
sword
entrench'd
it
say
to
him
i
live
and
observe
his
reports
for
me
first
lord
we
shall
noble
captain
parolles
mars
dote
on
you
for
his
novices!
exeunt
lords
what
will
ye
do
re-enter
the
king
bertram
stay
the
king!
parolles
use
a
more
spacious
ceremony
to
the
noble
lords
you
have
restrain'd
yourself
within
the
list
of
too
cold
an
adieu
be
more
expressive
to
them
for
they
wear
themselves
in
the
cap
of
the
time
there
do
muster
true
gait
eat
speak
and
move
under
the
influence
of
the
most
receiv'd
star
and
though
the
devil
lead
the
measure
such
are
to
be
followed
after
them
and
take
a
more
dilated
farewell
bertram
and
i
will
do
so
parolles
worthy
fellows
and
like
to
prove
most
sinewy
sword-men
exeunt
bertram
and
parolles
enter
lafeu
lafeu
kneeling
pardon
my
lord
for
me
and
for
my
tidings
king
i'll
fee
thee
to
stand
up
lafeu
then
here's
a
man
stands
that
has
brought
his
pardon
i
would
you
had
kneel'd
my
lord
to
ask
me
mercy
and
that
at
my
bidding
you
could
so
stand
up
king
i
would
i
had
so
i
had
broke
thy
pate
and
ask'd
thee
mercy
for't
lafeu
good
faith
across!
but
my
good
lord
'tis
thus
will
you
be
cur'd
of
your
infirmity
king
no
lafeu
o
will
you
eat
no
grapes
my
royal
fox
yes
but
you
will
my
noble
grapes
an
if
my
royal
fox
could
reach
them
i
have
seen
a
medicine
that's
able
to
breathe
life
into
a
stone
quicken
a
rock
and
make
you
dance
canary
with
spritely
fire
and
motion
whose
simple
touch
is
powerful
to
araise
king
pepin
nay
to
give
great
charlemain
a
pen
in's
hand
and
write
to
her
a
love-line
king
what
her
is
this
lafeu
why
doctor
she!
my
lord
there's
one
arriv'd
if
you
will
see
her
now
by
my
faith
and
honour
if
seriously
i
may
convey
my
thoughts
in
this
my
light
deliverance
i
have
spoke
with
one
that
in
her
sex
her
years
profession
wisdom
and
constancy
hath
amaz'd
me
more
than
i
dare
blame
my
weakness
will
you
see
her
for
that
is
her
demand
and
know
her
business
that
done
laugh
well
at
me
king
now
good
lafeu
bring
in
the
admiration
that
we
with
the
may
spend
our
wonder
too
or
take
off
thine
by
wond'ring
how
thou
took'st
it
lafeu
nay
i'll
fit
you
and
not
be
all
day
neither
exit
lafeu
king
thus
he
his
special
nothing
ever
prologues
re-enter
lafeu
with
helena
lafeu
nay
come
your
ways
king
this
haste
hath
wings
indeed
lafeu
nay
come
your
ways
this
is
his
majesty
say
your
mind
to
him
a
traitor
you
do
look
like
but
such
traitors
his
majesty
seldom
fears
i
am
cressid's
uncle
that
dare
leave
two
together
fare
you
well
exit
king
now
fair
one
does
your
business
follow
us
helena
ay
my
good
lord
gerard
de
narbon
was
my
father
in
what
he
did
profess
well
found
king
i
knew
him
helena
the
rather
will
i
spare
my
praises
towards
him
knowing
him
is
enough
on's
bed
of
death
many
receipts
he
gave
me
chiefly
one
which
as
the
dearest
issue
of
his
practice
and
of
his
old
experience
th'
only
darling
he
bade
me
store
up
as
a
triple
eye
safer
than
mine
own
two
more
dear
i
have
so
and
hearing
your
high
majesty
is
touch'd
with
that
malignant
cause
wherein
the
honour
of
my
dear
father's
gift
stands
chief
in
power
i
come
to
tender
it
and
my
appliance
with
all
bound
humbleness
king
we
thank
you
maiden
but
may
not
be
so
credulous
of
cure
when
our
most
learned
doctors
leave
us
and
the
congregated
college
have
concluded
that
labouring
art
can
never
ransom
nature
from
her
inaidable
estate-i
say
we
must
not
so
stain
our
judgment
or
corrupt
our
hope
to
prostitute
our
past-cure
malady
to
empirics
or
to
dissever
so
our
great
self
and
our
credit
to
esteem
a
senseless
help
when
help
past
sense
we
deem
helena
my
duty
then
shall
pay
me
for
my
pains
i
will
no
more
enforce
mine
office
on
you
humbly
entreating
from
your
royal
thoughts
a
modest
one
to
bear
me
back
again
king
i
cannot
give
thee
less
to
be
call'd
grateful
thou
thought'st
to
help
me
and
such
thanks
i
give
as
one
near
death
to
those
that
wish
him
live
but
what
at
full
i
know
thou
know'st
no
part
i
knowing
all
my
peril
thou
no
art
helena
what
i
can
do
can
do
no
hurt
to
try
since
you
set
up
your
rest
'gainst
remedy
he
that
of
greatest
works
is
finisher
oft
does
them
by
the
weakest
minister
so
holy
writ
in
babes
hath
judgment
shown
when
judges
have
been
babes
great
floods
have
flown
from
simple
sources
and
great
seas
have
dried
when
miracles
have
by
the
greatest
been
denied
oft
expectation
fails
and
most
oft
there
where
most
it
promises
and
oft
it
hits
where
hope
is
coldest
and
despair
most
fits
king
i
must
not
hear
thee
fare
thee
well
kind
maid
thy
pains
not
us'd
must
by
thyself
be
paid
proffers
not
took
reap
thanks
for
their
reward
helena
inspired
merit
so
by
breath
is
barr'd
it
is
not
so
with
him
that
all
things
knows
as
'tis
with
us
that
square
our
guess
by
shows
but
most
it
is
presumption
in
us
when
the
help
of
heaven
we
count
the
act
of
men
dear
sir
to
my
endeavours
give
consent
of
heaven
not
me
make
an
experiment
i
am
not
an
impostor
that
proclaim
myself
against
the
level
of
mine
aim
but
know
i
think
and
think
i
know
most
sure
my
art
is
not
past
power
nor
you
past
cure
king
art
thou
so
confident
within
what
space
hop'st
thou
my
cure
helena
the
greatest
grace
lending
grace
ere
twice
the
horses
of
the
sun
shall
bring
their
fiery
torcher
his
diurnal
ring
ere
twice
in
murk
and
occidental
damp
moist
hesperus
hath
quench'd
his
sleepy
lamp
or
four
and
twenty
times
the
pilot's
glass
hath
told
the
thievish
minutes
how
they
pass
what
is
infirm
from
your
sound
parts
shall
fly
health
shall
live
free
and
sickness
freely
die
king
upon
thy
certainty
and
confidence
what
dar'st
thou
venture
helena
tax
of
impudence
a
strumpet's
boldness
a
divulged
shame
traduc'd
by
odious
ballads
my
maiden's
name
sear'd
otherwise
ne
worse
of
worst-extended
with
vilest
torture
let
my
life
be
ended
king
methinks
in
thee
some
blessed
spirit
doth
speak
his
powerful
sound
within
an
organ
weak
and
what
impossibility
would
slay
in
common
sense
sense
saves
another
way
thy
life
is
dear
for
all
that
life
can
rate
worth
name
of
life
in
thee
hath
estimate
youth
beauty
wisdom
courage
all
that
happiness
and
prime
can
happy
call
thou
this
to
hazard
needs
must
intimate
skill
infinite
or
monstrous
desperate
sweet
practiser
thy
physic
i
will
try
that
ministers
thine
own
death
if
i
die
helena
if
i
break
time
or
flinch
in
property
of
what
i
spoke
unpitied
let
me
die
and
well
deserv'd
not
helping
death's
my
fee
but
if
i
help
what
do
you
promise
me
king
make
thy
demand
helena
but
will
you
make
it
even
king
ay
by
my
sceptre
and
my
hopes
of
heaven
helena
then
shalt
thou
give
me
with
thy
kingly
hand
what
husband
in
thy
power
i
will
command
exempted
be
from
me
the
arrogance
to
choose
from
forth
the
royal
blood
of
france
my
low
and
humble
name
to
propagate
with
any
branch
or
image
of
thy
state
but
such
a
one
thy
vassal
whom
i
know
is
free
for
me
to
ask
thee
to
bestow
king
here
is
my
hand
the
premises
observ'd
thy
will
by
my
performance
shall
be
serv'd
so
make
the
choice
of
thy
own
time
for
i
thy
resolv'd
patient
on
thee
still
rely
more
should
i
question
thee
and
more
i
must
though
more
to
know
could
not
be
more
to
trust
from
whence
thou
cam'st
how
tended
on
but
rest
unquestion'd
welcome
and
undoubted
blest
give
me
some
help
here
ho!
if
thou
proceed
as
high
as
word
my
deed
shall
match
thy
deed
flourish
exeunt
act
ii
scene
2
rousillon
the
count's
palace
enter
countess
and
clown
countess
come
on
sir
i
shall
now
put
you
to
the
height
of
your
breeding
clown
i
will
show
myself
highly
fed
and
lowly
taught
i
know
my
business
is
but
to
the
court
countess
to
the
court!
why
what
place
make
you
special
when
you
put
off
that
with
such
contempt
but
to
the
court!
clown
truly
madam
if
god
have
lent
a
man
any
manners
he
may
easily
put
it
off
at
court
he
that
cannot
make
a
leg
put
off's
cap
kiss
his
hand
and
say
nothing
has
neither
leg
hands
lip
nor
cap
and
indeed
such
a
fellow
to
say
precisely
were
not
for
the
court
but
for
me
i
have
an
answer
will
serve
all
men
countess
marry
that's
a
bountiful
answer
that
fits
all
questions
clown
it
is
like
a
barber's
chair
that
fits
all
buttocks-the
pin
buttock
the
quatch
buttock
the
brawn
buttock
or
any
buttock
countess
will
your
answer
serve
fit
to
all
questions
clown
as
fit
as
ten
groats
is
for
the
hand
of
an
attorney
as
your
french
crown
for
your
taffety
punk
as
tib's
rush
for
tom's
forefinger
as
a
pancake
for
shrove
tuesday
a
morris
for
mayday
as
the
nail
to
his
hole
the
cuckold
to
his
horn
as
a
scolding
quean
to
a
wrangling
knave
as
the
nun's
lip
to
the
friar's
mouth
nay
as
the
pudding
to
his
skin
countess
have
you
i
say
an
answer
of
such
fitness
for
all
questions
clown
from
below
your
duke
to
beneath
your
constable
it
will
fit
any
question
countess
it
must
be
an
answer
of
most
monstrous
size
that
must
fit
all
demands
clown
but
a
trifle
neither
in
good
faith
if
the
learned
should
speak
truth
of
it
here
it
is
and
all
that
belongs
to't
ask
me
if
i
am
a
courtier
it
shall
do
you
no
harm
to
learn
countess
to
be
young
again
if
we
could
i
will
be
a
fool
in
question
hoping
to
be
the
wiser
by
your
answer
i
pray
you
sir
are
you
a
courtier
clown
o
lord
sir!-there's
a
simple
putting
off
more
more
a
hundred
of
them
countess
sir
i
am
a
poor
friend
of
yours
that
loves
you
clown
o
lord
sir!-thick
thick
spare
not
me
countess
i
think
sir
you
can
eat
none
of
this
homely
meat
clown
o
lord
sir!-nay
put
me
to't
i
warrant
you
countess
you
were
lately
whipp'd
sir
as
i
think
clown
o
lord
sir!-spare
not
me
countess
do
you
cry
'o
lord
sir!'
at
your
whipping
and
'spare
not
me'
indeed
your
'o
lord
sir!'
is
very
sequent
to
your
whipping
you
would
answer
very
well
to
a
whipping
if
you
were
but
bound
to't
clown
i
ne'er
had
worse
luck
in
my
life
in
my
'o
lord
sir!'
i
see
thing's
may
serve
long
but
not
serve
ever
countess
i
play
the
noble
housewife
with
the
time
to
entertain
it
so
merrily
with
a
fool
clown
o
lord
sir!-why
there't
serves
well
again
countess
an
end
sir!
to
your
business
give
helen
this
and
urge
her
to
a
present
answer
back
commend
me
to
my
kinsmen
and
my
son
this
is
not
much
clown
not
much
commendation
to
them
countess
not
much
employment
for
you
you
understand
me
clown
most
fruitfully
i
am
there
before
my
legs
countess
haste
you
again
exeunt
act
ii
scene
3
paris
the
king's
palace
enter
bertram
lafeu
and
parolles
lafeu
they
say
miracles
are
past
and
we
have
our
philosophical
persons
to
make
modern
and
familiar
things
supernatural
and
causeless
hence
is
it
that
we
make
trifles
of
terrors
ensconcing
ourselves
into
seeming
knowledge
when
we
should
submit
ourselves
to
an
unknown
fear
parolles
why
'tis
the
rarest
argument
of
wonder
that
hath
shot
out
in
our
latter
times
bertram
and
so
'tis
lafeu
to
be
relinquish'd
of
the
artists-
parolles
so
i
say-both
of
galen
and
paracelsus
lafeu
of
all
the
learned
and
authentic
fellows-
parolles
right
so
i
say
lafeu
that
gave
him
out
incurable-
parolles
why
there
'tis
so
say
i
too
lafeu
not
to
be
help'd-
parolles
right
as
'twere
a
man
assur'd
of
a-
lafeu
uncertain
life
and
sure
death
parolles
just
you
say
well
so
would
i
have
said
lafeu
i
may
truly
say
it
is
a
novelty
to
the
world
parolles
it
is
indeed
if
you
will
have
it
in
showing
you
shall
read
it
in
what-do-ye-call't
here
lafeu
reading
the
ballad
title
'a
showing
of
a
heavenly
effect
in
an
earthly
actor
'
parolles
that's
it
i
would
have
said
the
very
same
lafeu
why
your
dolphin
is
not
lustier
'fore
me
i
speak
in
respect-
parolles
nay
'tis
strange
'tis
very
strange
that
is
the
brief
and
the
tedious
of
it
and
he's
of
a
most
facinerious
spirit
that
will
not
acknowledge
it
to
be
the-
lafeu
very
hand
of
heaven
parolles
ay
so
i
say
lafeu
in
a
most
weak-
parolles
and
debile
minister
great
power
great
transcendence
which
should
indeed
give
us
a
further
use
to
be
made
than
alone
the
recov'ry
of
the
king
as
to
be-
lafeu
generally
thankful
enter
king
helena
and
attendants
parolles
i
would
have
said
it
you
say
well
here
comes
the
king
lafeu
lustig
as
the
dutchman
says
i'll
like
a
maid
the
better
whilst
i
have
a
tooth
in
my
head
why
he's
able
to
lead
her
a
coranto
parolles
mort
du
vinaigre!
is
not
this
helen
lafeu
'fore
god
i
think
so
king
go
call
before
me
all
the
lords
in
court
exit
an
attendant
sit
my
preserver
by
thy
patient's
side
and
with
this
healthful
hand
whose
banish'd
sense
thou
has
repeal'd
a
second
time
receive
the
confirmation
of
my
promis'd
gift
which
but
attends
thy
naming
enter
three
or
four
lords
fair
maid
send
forth
thine
eye
this
youthful
parcel
of
noble
bachelors
stand
at
my
bestowing
o'er
whom
both
sovereign
power
and
father's
voice
i
have
to
use
thy
frank
election
make
thou
hast
power
to
choose
and
they
none
to
forsake
helena
to
each
of
you
one
fair
and
virtuous
mistress
fall
when
love
please
marry
to
each
but
one!
lafeu
i'd
give
bay
curtal
and
his
furniture
my
mouth
no
more
were
broken
than
these
boys'
and
writ
as
little
beard
king
peruse
them
well
not
one
of
those
but
had
a
noble
father
helena
gentlemen
heaven
hath
through
me
restor'd
the
king
to
health
all
we
understand
it
and
thank
heaven
for
you
helena
i
am
a
simple
maid
and
therein
wealthiest
that
i
protest
i
simply
am
a
maid
please
it
your
majesty
i
have
done
already
the
blushes
in
my
cheeks
thus
whisper
me
'we
blush
that
thou
shouldst
choose
but
be
refused
let
the
white
death
sit
on
thy
cheek
for
ever
we'll
ne'er
come
there
again
'
king
make
choice
and
see
who
shuns
thy
love
shuns
all
his
love
in
me
helena
now
dian
from
thy
altar
do
i
fly
and
to
imperial
love
that
god
most
high
do
my
sighs
stream
sir
will
you
hear
my
suit
first
lord
and
grant
it
helena
thanks
sir
all
the
rest
is
mute
lafeu
i
had
rather
be
in
this
choice
than
throw
ames-ace
for
my
life
helena
the
honour
sir
that
flames
in
your
fair
eyes
before
i
speak
too
threat'ningly
replies
love
make
your
fortunes
twenty
times
above
her
that
so
wishes
and
her
humble
love!
second
lord
no
better
if
you
please
helena
my
wish
receive
which
great
love
grant
and
so
i
take
my
leave
lafeu
do
all
they
deny
her
an
they
were
sons
of
mine
i'd
have
them
whipt
or
i
would
send
them
to
th'
turk
to
make
eunuchs
of
helena
be
not
afraid
that
i
your
hand
should
take
i'll
never
do
you
wrong
for
your
own
sake
blessing
upon
your
vows
and
in
your
bed
find
fairer
fortune
if
you
ever
wed!
lafeu
these
boys
are
boys
of
ice
they'll
none
have
her
sure
they
are
bastards
to
the
english
the
french
ne'er
got
'em
helena
you
are
too
young
too
happy
and
too
good
to
make
yourself
a
son
out
of
my
blood
fourth
lord
fair
one
i
think
not
so
lafeu
there's
one
grape
yet
i
am
sure
thy
father
drunk
wine-but
if
thou
be'st
not
an
ass
i
am
a
youth
of
fourteen
i
have
known
thee
already
helena
to
bertram
i
dare
not
say
i
take
you
but
i
give
me
and
my
service
ever
whilst
i
live
into
your
guiding
power
this
is
the
man
king
why
then
young
bertram
take
her
she's
thy
wife
bertram
my
wife
my
liege!
i
shall
beseech
your
highness
in
such
a
business
give
me
leave
to
use
the
help
of
mine
own
eyes
king
know'st
thou
not
bertram
what
she
has
done
for
me
bertram
yes
my
good
lord
but
never
hope
to
know
why
i
should
marry
her
king
thou
know'st
she
has
rais'd
me
from
my
sickly
bed
bertram
but
follows
it
my
lord
to
bring
me
down
must
answer
for
your
raising
i
know
her
well
she
had
her
breeding
at
my
father's
charge
a
poor
physician's
daughter
my
wife!
disdain
rather
corrupt
me
ever!
king
'tis
only
title
thou
disdain'st
in
her
the
which
i
can
build
up
strange
is
it
that
our
bloods
of
colour
weight
and
heat
pour'd
all
together
would
quite
confound
distinction
yet
stand
off
in
differences
so
mighty
if
she
be
all
that
is
virtuous-save
what
thou
dislik'st
a
poor
physician's
daughter-thou
dislik'st
of
virtue
for
the
name
but
do
not
so
from
lowest
place
when
virtuous
things
proceed
the
place
is
dignified
by
the
doer's
deed
where
great
additions
swell's
and
virtue
none
it
is
a
dropsied
honour
good
alone
is
good
without
a
name
vileness
is
so
the
property
by
what
it
is
should
go
not
by
the
title
she
is
young
wise
fair
in
these
to
nature
she's
immediate
heir
and
these
breed
honour
that
is
honour's
scorn
which
challenges
itself
as
honour's
born
and
is
not
like
the
sire
honours
thrive
when
rather
from
our
acts
we
them
derive
than
our
fore-goers
the
mere
word's
a
slave
debauch'd
on
every
tomb
on
every
grave
a
lying
trophy
and
as
oft
is
dumb
where
dust
and
damn'd
oblivion
is
the
tomb
of
honour'd
bones
indeed
what
should
be
said
if
thou
canst
like
this
creature
as
a
maid
i
can
create
the
rest
virtue
and
she
is
her
own
dower
honour
and
wealth
from
me
bertram
i
cannot
love
her
nor
will
strive
to
do
't
king
thou
wrong'st
thyself
if
thou
shouldst
strive
to
choose
helena
that
you
are
well
restor'd
my
lord
i'm
glad
let
the
rest
go
king
my
honour's
at
the
stake
which
to
defeat
i
must
produce
my
power
here
take
her
hand
proud
scornful
boy
unworthy
this
good
gift
that
dost
in
vile
misprision
shackle
up
my
love
and
her
desert
that
canst
not
dream
we
poising
us
in
her
defective
scale
shall
weigh
thee
to
the
beam
that
wilt
not
know
it
is
in
us
to
plant
thine
honour
where
we
please
to
have
it
grow
check
thy
contempt
obey
our
will
which
travails
in
thy
good
believe
not
thy
disdain
but
presently
do
thine
own
fortunes
that
obedient
right
which
both
thy
duty
owes
and
our
power
claims
or
i
will
throw
thee
from
my
care
for
ever
into
the
staggers
and
the
careless
lapse
of
youth
and
ignorance
both
my
revenge
and
hate
loosing
upon
thee
in
the
name
of
justice
without
all
terms
of
pity
speak
thine
answer
bertram
pardon
my
gracious
lord
for
i
submit
my
fancy
to
your
eyes
when
i
consider
what
great
creation
and
what
dole
of
honour
flies
where
you
bid
it
i
find
that
she
which
late
was
in
my
nobler
thoughts
most
base
is
now
the
praised
of
the
king
who
so
ennobled
is
as
'twere
born
so
king
take
her
by
the
hand
and
tell
her
she
is
thine
to
whom
i
promise
a
counterpoise
if
not
to
thy
estate
a
balance
more
replete
bertram
i
take
her
hand
king
good
fortune
and
the
favour
of
the
king
smile
upon
this
contract
whose
ceremony
shall
seem
expedient
on
the
now-born
brief
and
be
perform'd
to-night
the
solemn
feast
shall
more
attend
upon
the
coming
space
expecting
absent
friends
as
thou
lov'st
her
thy
love's
to
me
religious
else
does
err
exeunt
all
but
lafeu
and
parolles
who
stay
behind
commenting
of
this
wedding
lafeu
do
you
hear
monsieur
a
word
with
you
parolles
your
pleasure
sir
lafeu
your
lord
and
master
did
well
to
make
his
recantation
parolles
recantation!
my
lord!
my
master!
lafeu
ay
is
it
not
a
language
i
speak
parolles
a
most
harsh
one
and
not
to
be
understood
without
bloody
succeeding
my
master!
lafeu
are
you
companion
to
the
count
rousillon
parolles
to
any
count
to
all
counts
to
what
is
man
lafeu
to
what
is
count's
man
count's
master
is
of
another
style
parolles
you
are
too
old
sir
let
it
satisfy
you
you
are
too
old
lafeu
i
must
tell
thee
sirrah
i
write
man
to
which
title
age
cannot
bring
thee
parolles
what
i
dare
too
well
do
i
dare
not
do
lafeu
i
did
think
thee
for
two
ordinaries
to
be
a
pretty
wise
fellow
thou
didst
make
tolerable
vent
of
thy
travel
it
might
pass
yet
the
scarfs
and
the
bannerets
about
thee
did
manifoldly
dissuade
me
from
believing
thee
a
vessel
of
too
great
a
burden
i
have
now
found
thee
when
i
lose
thee
again
i
care
not
yet
art
thou
good
for
nothing
but
taking
up
and
that
thou'rt
scarce
worth
parolles
hadst
thou
not
the
privilege
of
antiquity
upon
thee-
lafeu
do
not
plunge
thyself
too
far
in
anger
lest
thou
hasten
thy
trial
which
if-lord
have
mercy
on
thee
for
a
hen!
so
my
good
window
of
lattice
fare
thee
well
thy
casement
i
need
not
open
for
i
look
through
thee
give
me
thy
hand
parolles
my
lord
you
give
me
most
egregious
indignity
lafeu
ay
with
all
my
heart
and
thou
art
worthy
of
it
parolles
i
have
not
my
lord
deserv'd
it
lafeu
yes
good
faith
ev'ry
dram
of
it
and
i
will
not
bate
thee
a
scruple
parolles
well
i
shall
be
wiser
lafeu
ev'n
as
soon
as
thou
canst
for
thou
hast
to
pull
at
a
smack
o'
th'
contrary
if
ever
thou
be'st
bound
in
thy
scarf
and
beaten
thou
shalt
find
what
it
is
to
be
proud
of
thy
bondage
i
have
a
desire
to
hold
my
acquaintance
with
thee
or
rather
my
knowledge
that
i
may
say
in
the
default
'he
is
a
man
i
know
'
parolles
my
lord
you
do
me
most
insupportable
vexation
lafeu
i
would
it
were
hell
pains
for
thy
sake
and
my
poor
doing
eternal
for
doing
i
am
past
as
i
will
by
thee
in
what
motion
age
will
give
me
leave
exit
parolles
well
thou
hast
a
son
shall
take
this
disgrace
off
me
scurvy
old
filthy
scurvy
lord!
well
i
must
be
patient
there
is
no
fettering
of
authority
i'll
beat
him
by
my
life
if
i
can
meet
him
with
any
convenience
an
he
were
double
and
double
a
lord
i'll
have
no
more
pity
of
his
age
than
i
would
have
of-
i'll
beat
him
and
if
i
could
but
meet
him
again
re-enter
lafeu
lafeu
sirrah
your
lord
and
master's
married
there's
news
for
you
you
have
a
new
mistress
parolles
i
most
unfeignedly
beseech
your
lordship
to
make
some
reservation
of
your
wrongs
he
is
my
good
lord
whom
i
serve
above
is
my
master
lafeu
who
god
parolles
ay
sir
lafeu
the
devil
it
is
that's
thy
master
why
dost
thou
garter
up
thy
arms
o'
this
fashion
dost
make
hose
of
thy
sleeves
do
other
servants
so
thou
wert
best
set
thy
lower
part
where
thy
nose
stands
by
mine
honour
if
i
were
but
two
hours
younger
i'd
beat
thee
methink'st
thou
art
a
general
offence
and
every
man
should
beat
thee
i
think
thou
wast
created
for
men
to
breathe
themselves
upon
thee
parolles
this
is
hard
and
undeserved
measure
my
lord
lafeu
go
to
sir
you
were
beaten
in
italy
for
picking
a
kernel
out
of
a
pomegranate
you
are
a
vagabond
and
no
true
traveller
you
are
more
saucy
with
lords
and
honourable
personages
than
the
commission
of
your
birth
and
virtue
gives
you
heraldry
you
are
not
worth
another
word
else
i'd
call
you
knave
i
leave
you
exit
enter
bertram
parolles
good
very
good
it
is
so
then
good
very
good
let
it
be
conceal'd
awhile
bertram
undone
and
forfeited
to
cares
for
ever!
parolles
what's
the
matter
sweetheart
bertram
although
before
the
solemn
priest
i
have
sworn
i
will
not
bed
her
parolles
what
what
sweetheart
bertram
o
my
parolles
they
have
married
me!
i'll
to
the
tuscan
wars
and
never
bed
her
parolles
france
is
a
dog-hole
and
it
no
more
merits
the
tread
of
a
man's
foot
to
th'
wars!
bertram
there's
letters
from
my
mother
what
th'
import
is
i
know
not
yet
parolles
ay
that
would
be
known
to
th'
wars
my
boy
to
th'
wars!
he
wears
his
honour
in
a
box
unseen
that
hugs
his
kicky-wicky
here
at
home
spending
his
manly
marrow
in
her
arms
which
should
sustain
the
bound
and
high
curvet
of
mars's
fiery
steed
to
other
regions!
france
is
a
stable
we
that
dwell
in't
jades
therefore
to
th'
war!
bertram
it
shall
be
so
i'll
send
her
to
my
house
acquaint
my
mother
with
my
hate
to
her
and
wherefore
i
am
fled
write
to
the
king
that
which
i
durst
not
speak
his
present
gift
shall
furnish
me
to
those
italian
fields
where
noble
fellows
strike
war
is
no
strife
to
the
dark
house
and
the
detested
wife
parolles
will
this
capriccio
hold
in
thee
art
sure
bertram
go
with
me
to
my
chamber
and
advise
me
i'll
send
her
straight
away
to-morrow
i'll
to
the
wars
she
to
her
single
sorrow
parolles
why
these
balls
bound
there's
noise
in
it
'tis
hard
a
young
man
married
is
a
man
that's
marr'd
therefore
away
and
leave
her
bravely
go
the
king
has
done
you
wrong
but
hush
'tis
so
exeunt
act
ii
scene
4
paris
the
king's
palace
enter
helena
and
clown
helena
my
mother
greets
me
kindly
is
she
well
clown
she
is
not
well
but
yet
she
has
her
health
she's
very
merry
but
yet
she
is
not
well
but
thanks
be
given
she's
very
well
and
wants
nothing
i'
th'
world
but
yet
she
is
not
well
helena
if
she
be
very
well
what
does
she
ail
that
she's
not
very
well
clown
truly
she's
very
well
indeed
but
for
two
things
helena
what
two
things
clown
one
that
she's
not
in
heaven
whither
god
send
her
quickly!
the
other
that
she's
in
earth
from
whence
god
send
her
quickly!
enter
parolles
parolles
bless
you
my
fortunate
lady!
helena
i
hope
sir
i
have
your
good
will
to
have
mine
own
good
fortunes
parolles
you
had
my
prayers
to
lead
them
on
and
to
keep
them
on
have
them
still
o
my
knave
how
does
my
old
lady
clown
so
that
you
had
her
wrinkles
and
i
her
money
i
would
she
did
as
you
say
parolles
why
i
say
nothing
clown
marry
you
are
the
wiser
man
for
many
a
man's
tongue
shakes
out
his
master's
undoing
to
say
nothing
to
do
nothing
to
know
nothing
and
to
have
nothing
is
to
be
a
great
part
of
your
title
which
is
within
a
very
little
of
nothing
parolles
away!
th'art
a
knave
clown
you
should
have
said
sir
'before
a
knave
th'art
a
knave'
that's
'before
me
th'art
a
knave
'
this
had
been
truth
sir
parolles
go
to
thou
art
a
witty
fool
i
have
found
thee
clown
did
you
find
me
in
yourself
sir
or
were
you
taught
to
find
me
the
search
sir
was
profitable
and
much
fool
may
you
find
in
you
even
to
the
world's
pleasure
and
the
increase
of
laughter
parolles
a
good
knave
i'
faith
and
well
fed
madam
my
lord
will
go
away
to-night
a
very
serious
business
calls
on
him
the
great
prerogative
and
rite
of
love
which
as
your
due
time
claims
he
does
acknowledge
but
puts
it
off
to
a
compell'd
restraint
whose
want
and
whose
delay
is
strew'd
with
sweets
which
they
distil
now
in
the
curbed
time
to
make
the
coming
hour
o'erflow
with
joy
and
pleasure
drown
the
brim
helena
what's
his
else
parolles
that
you
will
take
your
instant
leave
o'
th'
king
and
make
this
haste
as
your
own
good
proceeding
strength'ned
with
what
apology
you
think
may
make
it
probable
need
helena
what
more
commands
he
parolles
that
having
this
obtain'd
you
presently
attend
his
further
pleasure
helena
in
everything
i
wait
upon
his
will
parolles
i
shall
report
it
so
helena
i
pray
you
exit
parolles
come
sirrah
exeunt
act
ii
scene
5
paris
the
king's
palace
enter
lafeu
and
bertram
lafeu
but
i
hope
your
lordship
thinks
not
him
a
soldier
bertram
yes
my
lord
and
of
very
valiant
approof
lafeu
you
have
it
from
his
own
deliverance
bertram
and
by
other
warranted
testimony
lafeu
then
my
dial
goes
not
true
i
took
this
lark
for
a
bunting
bertram
i
do
assure
you
my
lord
he
is
very
great
in
knowledge
and
accordingly
valiant
lafeu
i
have
then
sinn'd
against
his
experience
and
transgress'd
against
his
valour
and
my
state
that
way
is
dangerous
since
i
cannot
yet
find
in
my
heart
to
repent
here
he
comes
i
pray
you
make
us
friends
i
will
pursue
the
amity
enter
parolles
parolles
to
bertram
these
things
shall
be
done
sir
lafeu
pray
you
sir
who's
his
tailor
parolles
sir!
lafeu
o
i
know
him
well
ay
sir
he
sir
's
a
good
workman
a
very
good
tailor
bertram
aside
to
parolles
is
she
gone
to
the
king
parolles
she
is
bertram
will
she
away
to-night
parolles
as
you'll
have
her
bertram
i
have
writ
my
letters
casketed
my
treasure
given
order
for
our
horses
and
to-night
when
i
should
take
possession
of
the
bride
end
ere
i
do
begin
lafeu
a
good
traveller
is
something
at
the
latter
end
of
a
dinner
but
one
that
lies
three-thirds
and
uses
a
known
truth
to
pass
a
thousand
nothings
with
should
be
once
heard
and
thrice
beaten
god
save
you
captain
bertram
is
there
any
unkindness
between
my
lord
and
you
monsieur
parolles
i
know
not
how
i
have
deserved
to
run
into
my
lord's
displeasure
lafeu
you
have
made
shift
to
run
into
't
boots
and
spurs
and
all
like
him
that
leapt
into
the
custard
and
out
of
it
you'll
run
again
rather
than
suffer
question
for
your
residence
bertram
it
may
be
you
have
mistaken
him
my
lord
lafeu
and
shall
do
so
ever
though
i
took
him
at's
prayers
fare
you
well
my
lord
and
believe
this
of
me
there
can
be
no
kernal
in
this
light
nut
the
soul
of
this
man
is
his
clothes
trust
him
not
in
matter
of
heavy
consequence
i
have
kept
of
them
tame
and
know
their
natures
farewell
monsieur
i
have
spoken
better
of
you
than
you
have
or
will
to
deserve
at
my
hand
but
we
must
do
good
against
evil
exit
parolles
an
idle
lord
i
swear
bertram
i
think
so
parolles
why
do
you
not
know
him
bertram
yes
i
do
know
him
well
and
common
speech
gives
him
a
worthy
pass
here
comes
my
clog
enter
helena
helena
i
have
sir
as
i
was
commanded
from
you
spoke
with
the
king
and
have
procur'd
his
leave
for
present
parting
only
he
desires
some
private
speech
with
you
bertram
i
shall
obey
his
will
you
must
not
marvel
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
business
therefore
am
i
found
so
much
unsettled
this
drives
me
to
entreat
you
that
presently
you
take
your
way
for
home
and
rather
muse
than
ask
why
i
entreat
you
for
my
respects
are
better
than
they
seem
and
my
appointments
have
in
them
a
need
greater
than
shows
itself
at
the
first
view
to
you
that
know
them
not
this
to
my
mother
giving
a
letter
'twill
be
two
days
ere
i
shall
see
you
so
i
leave
you
to
your
wisdom
helena
sir
i
can
nothing
say
but
that
i
am
your
most
obedient
servant
bertram
come
come
no
more
of
that
helena
and
ever
shall
with
true
observance
seek
to
eke
out
that
wherein
toward
me
my
homely
stars
have
fail'd
to
equal
my
great
fortune
bertram
let
that
go
my
haste
is
very
great
farewell
hie
home
helena
pray
sir
your
pardon
bertram
well
what
would
you
say
helena
i
am
not
worthy
of
the
wealth
i
owe
nor
dare
i
say
'tis
mine
and
yet
it
is
but
like
a
timorous
thief
most
fain
would
steal
what
law
does
vouch
mine
own
bertram
what
would
you
have
helena
something
and
scarce
so
much
nothing
indeed
i
would
not
tell
you
what
i
would
my
lord
faith
yes
strangers
and
foes
do
sunder
and
not
kiss
bertram
i
pray
you
stay
not
but
in
haste
to
horse
helena
i
shall
not
break
your
bidding
good
my
lord
bertram
where
are
my
other
men
monsieur
farewell!
exit
helena
go
thou
toward
home
where
i
will
never
come
whilst
i
can
shake
my
sword
or
hear
the
drum
away
and
for
our
flight
parolles
bravely
coragio!
exeunt
act
iii
scene
1
florence
the
duke's
palace
flourish
enter
the
duke
of
florence
attended
two
french
lords
with
a
troop
of
soldiers
duke
so
that
from
point
to
point
now
have
you
hear
the
fundamental
reasons
of
this
war
whose
great
decision
hath
much
blood
let
forth
and
more
thirsts
after
first
lord
holy
seems
the
quarrel
upon
your
grace's
part
black
and
fearful
on
the
opposer
duke
therefore
we
marvel
much
our
cousin
france
would
in
so
just
a
business
shut
his
bosom
against
our
borrowing
prayers
second
lord
good
my
lord
the
reasons
of
our
state
i
cannot
yield
but
like
a
common
and
an
outward
man
that
the
great
figure
of
a
council
frames
by
self-unable
motion
therefore
dare
not
say
what
i
think
of
it
since
i
have
found
myself
in
my
incertain
grounds
to
fail
as
often
as
i
guess'd
duke
be
it
his
pleasure
first
lord
but
i
am
sure
the
younger
of
our
nature
that
surfeit
on
their
ease
will
day
by
day
come
here
for
physic
duke
welcome
shall
they
be
and
all
the
honours
that
can
fly
from
us
shall
on
them
settle
you
know
your
places
well
when
better
fall
for
your
avails
they
fell
to-morrow
to
th'
field
flourish
exeunt
act
iii
scene
2
rousillon
the
count's
palace
enter
countess
and
clown
countess
it
hath
happen'd
all
as
i
would
have
had
it
save
that
he
comes
not
along
with
her
clown
by
my
troth
i
take
my
young
lord
to
be
a
very
melancholy
man
countess
by
what
observance
i
pray
you
clown
why
he
will
look
upon
his
boot
and
sing
mend
the
ruff
and
sing
ask
questions
and
sing
pick
his
teeth
and
sing
i
know
a
man
that
had
this
trick
of
melancholy
sold
a
goodly
manor
for
a
song
countess
let
me
see
what
he
writes
and
when
he
means
to
come
opening
a
letter
clown
i
have
no
mind
to
isbel
since
i
was
at
court
our
old
ling
and
our
isbels
o'
th'
country
are
nothing
like
your
old
ling
and
your
isbels
o'
th'
court
the
brains
of
my
cupid's
knock'd
out
and
i
begin
to
love
as
an
old
man
loves
money
with
no
stomach
countess
what
have
we
here
clown
e'en
that
you
have
there
exit
countess
reads
'i
have
sent
you
a
daughter-in-law
she
hath
recovered
the
king
and
undone
me
i
have
wedded
her
not
bedded
her
and
sworn
to
make
the
"not"
eternal
you
shall
hear
i
am
run
away
know
it
before
the
report
come
if
there
be
breadth
enough
in
the
world
i
will
hold
a
long
distance
my
duty
to
you
your
unfortunate
son
bertram
'
this
is
not
well
rash
and
unbridled
boy
to
fly
the
favours
of
so
good
a
king
to
pluck
his
indignation
on
thy
head
by
the
misprizing
of
a
maid
too
virtuous
for
the
contempt
of
empire
re-enter
clown
clown
o
madam
yonder
is
heavy
news
within
between
two
soldiers
and
my
young
lady
countess
what
is
the
-matter
clown
nay
there
is
some
comfort
in
the
news
some
comfort
your
son
will
not
be
kill'd
so
soon
as
i
thought
he
would
countess
why
should
he
be
kill'd
clown
so
say
i
madam
if
he
run
away
as
i
hear
he
does
the
danger
is
in
standing
to
't
that's
the
loss
of
men
though
it
be
the
getting
of
children
here
they
come
will
tell
you
more
for
my
part
i
only
hear
your
son
was
run
away
exit
enter
helena
and
the
two
french
gentlemen
second
gentleman
save
you
good
madam
helena
madam
my
lord
is
gone
for
ever
gone
first
gentleman
do
not
say
so
countess
think
upon
patience
pray
you
gentlemen-
i
have
felt
so
many
quirks
of
joy
and
grief
that
the
first
face
of
neither
on
the
start
can
woman
me
unto
't
where
is
my
son
i
pray
you
first
gentleman
madam
he's
gone
to
serve
the
duke
of
florence
we
met
him
thitherward
for
thence
we
came
and
after
some
dispatch
in
hand
at
court
thither
we
bend
again
helena
look
on
this
letter
madam
here's
my
passport
reads
'when
thou
canst
get
the
ring
upon
my
finger
which
never
shall
come
off
and
show
me
a
child
begotten
of
thy
body
that
i
am
father
to
then
call
me
husband
but
in
such
a
"then"
i
write
a
"never
"
this
is
a
dreadful
sentence
countess
brought
you
this
letter
gentlemen
first
gentleman
ay
madam
and
for
the
contents'
sake
are
sorry
for
our
pains
countess
i
prithee
lady
have
a
better
cheer
if
thou
engrossest
all
the
griefs
are
thine
thou
robb'st
me
of
a
moiety
he
was
my
son
but
i
do
wash
his
name
out
of
my
blood
and
thou
art
all
my
child
towards
florence
is
he
first
gentleman
ay
madam
countess
and
to
be
a
soldier
first
gentleman
such
is
his
noble
purpose
and
believe
't
the
duke
will
lay
upon
him
all
the
honour
that
good
convenience
claims
countess
return
you
thither
second
gentleman
ay
madam
with
the
swiftest
wing
of
speed
helena
reads
'till
i
have
no
wife
i
have
nothing
in
france
'
'tis
bitter
countess
find
you
that
there
helena
ay
madam
second
gentleman
'tis
but
the
boldness
of
his
hand
haply
which
his
heart
was
not
consenting
to
countess
nothing
in
france
until
he
have
no
wife!
there's
nothing
here
that
is
too
good
for
him
but
only
she
and
she
deserves
a
lord
that
twenty
such
rude
boys
might
tend
upon
and
call
her
hourly
mistress
who
was
with
him
second
gentleman
a
servant
only
and
a
gentleman
which
i
have
sometime
known
countess
parolles
was
it
not
second
gentleman
ay
my
good
lady
he
countess
a
very
tainted
fellow
and
full
of
wickedness
my
son
corrupts
a
well-derived
nature
with
his
inducement
second
gentleman
indeed
good
lady
the
fellow
has
a
deal
of
that
too
much
which
holds
him
much
to
have
countess
y'are
welcome
gentlemen
i
will
entreat
you
when
you
see
my
son
to
tell
him
that
his
sword
can
never
win
the
honour
that
he
loses
more
i'll
entreat
you
written
to
bear
along
first
gentleman
we
serve
you
madam
in
that
and
all
your
worthiest
affairs
countess
not
so
but
as
we
change
our
courtesies
will
you
draw
near
exeunt
countess
and
gentlemen
helena
'till
i
have
no
wife
i
have
nothing
in
france
'
nothing
in
france
until
he
has
no
wife!
thou
shalt
have
none
rousillon
none
in
france
then
hast
thou
all
again
poor
lord!
is't
that
chase
thee
from
thy
country
and
expose
those
tender
limbs
of
thine
to
the
event
of
the
non-sparing
war
and
is
it
i
that
drive
thee
from
the
sportive
court
where
thou
wast
shot
at
with
fair
eyes
to
be
the
mark
of
smoky
muskets
o
you
leaden
messengers
that
ride
upon
the
violent
speed
of
fire
fly
with
false
aim
move
the
still-piecing
air
that
sings
with
piercing
do
not
touch
my
lord
whoever
shoots
at
him
i
set
him
there
whoever
charges
on
his
forward
breast
i
am
the
caitiff
that
do
hold
him
to't
and
though
i
kill
him
not
i
am
the
cause
his
death
was
so
effected
better
'twere
i
met
the
ravin
lion
when
he
roar'd
with
sharp
constraint
of
hunger
better
'twere
that
all
the
miseries
which
nature
owes
were
mine
at
once
no
come
thou
home
rousillon
whence
honour
but
of
danger
wins
a
scar
as
oft
it
loses
all
i
will
be
gone
my
being
here
it
is
that
holds
thee
hence
shall
i
stay
here
to
do
't
no
no
although
the
air
of
paradise
did
fan
the
house
and
angels
offic'd
all
i
will
be
gone
that
pitiful
rumour
may
report
my
flight
to
consolate
thine
ear
come
night
end
day
for
with
the
dark
poor
thief
i'll
steal
away
exit
act
iii
scene
3
florence
before
the
duke's
palace
flourish
enter
the
duke
of
florence
bertram
parolles
soldiers
drum
and
trumpets
duke
the
general
of
our
horse
thou
art
and
we
great
in
our
hope
lay
our
best
love
and
credence
upon
thy
promising
fortune
bertram
sir
it
is
a
charge
too
heavy
for
my
strength
but
yet
we'll
strive
to
bear
it
for
your
worthy
sake
to
th'
extreme
edge
of
hazard
duke
then
go
thou
forth
and
fortune
play
upon
thy
prosperous
helm
as
thy
auspicious
mistress!
bertram
this
very
day
great
mars
i
put
myself
into
thy
file
make
me
but
like
my
thoughts
and
i
shall
prove
a
lover
of
thy
drum
hater
of
love
exeunt
act
iii
scene
4
rousillon
the
count's
palace
enter
countess
and
steward
countess
alas!
and
would
you
take
the
letter
of
her
might
you
not
know
she
would
do
as
she
has
done
by
sending
me
a
letter
read
it
again
steward
reads
'i
am
saint
jaques'
pilgrim
thither
gone
ambitious
love
hath
so
in
me
offended
that
barefoot
plod
i
the
cold
ground
upon
with
sainted
vow
my
faults
to
have
amended
write
write
that
from
the
bloody
course
of
war
my
dearest
master
your
dear
son
may
hie
bless
him
at
home
in
peace
whilst
i
from
far
his
name
with
zealous
fervour
sanctify
his
taken
labours
bid
him
me
forgive
i
his
despiteful
juno
sent
him
forth
from
courtly
friends
with
camping
foes
to
live
where
death
and
danger
dogs
the
heels
of
worth
he
is
too
good
and
fair
for
death
and
me
whom
i
myself
embrace
to
set
him
free
'
countess
ah
what
sharp
stings
are
in
her
mildest
words!
rinaldo
you
did
never
lack
advice
so
much
as
letting
her
pass
so
had
i
spoke
with
her
i
could
have
well
diverted
her
intents
which
thus
she
hath
prevented
steward
pardon
me
madam
if
i
had
given
you
this
at
over-night
she
might
have
been
o'er
ta'en
and
yet
she
writes
pursuit
would
be
but
vain
countess
what
angel
shall
bless
this
unworthy
husband
he
cannot
thrive
unless
her
prayers
whom
heaven
delights
to
hear
and
loves
to
grant
reprieve
him
from
the
wrath
of
greatest
justice
write
write
rinaldo
to
this
unworthy
husband
of
his
wife
let
every
word
weigh
heavy
of
her
worth
that
he
does
weigh
too
light
my
greatest
grief
though
little
he
do
feel
it
set
down
sharply
dispatch
the
most
convenient
messenger
when
haply
he
shall
hear
that
she
is
gone
he
will
return
and
hope
i
may
that
she
hearing
so
much
will
speed
her
foot
again
led
hither
by
pure
love
which
of
them
both
is
dearest
to
me
i
have
no
skill
in
sense
to
make
distinction
provide
this
messenger
my
heart
is
heavy
and
mine
age
is
weak
grief
would
have
tears
and
sorrow
bids
me
speak
exeunt
act
iii
scene
5
without
the
walls
of
florence
a
tucket
afar
off
enter
an
old
widow
of
florence
her
daughter
diana
violenta
and
mariana
with
other
citizens
widow
nay
come
for
if
they
do
approach
the
city
we
shall
lose
all
the
sight
diana
they
say
the
french
count
has
done
most
honourable
service
widow
it
is
reported
that
he
has
taken
their
great'st
commander
and
that
with
his
own
hand
he
slew
the
duke's
brother
tucket
we
have
lost
our
labour
they
are
gone
a
contrary
way
hark!
you
may
know
by
their
trumpets
mariana
come
let's
return
again
and
suffice
ourselves
with
the
report
of
it
well
diana
take
heed
of
this
french
earl
the
honour
of
a
maid
is
her
name
and
no
legacy
is
so
rich
as
honesty
widow
i
have
told
my
neighbour
how
you
have
been
solicited
by
a
gentleman
his
companion
mariana
i
know
that
knave
hang
him!
one
parolles
a
filthy
officer
he
is
in
those
suggestions
for
the
young
earl
beware
of
them
diana
their
promises
enticements
oaths
tokens
and
all
these
engines
of
lust
are
not
the
things
they
go
under
many
a
maid
hath
been
seduced
by
them
and
the
misery
is
example
that
so
terrible
shows
in
the
wreck
of
maidenhood
cannot
for
all
that
dissuade
succession
but
that
they
are
limed
with
the
twigs
that
threatens
them
i
hope
i
need
not
to
advise
you
further
but
i
hope
your
own
grace
will
keep
you
where
you
are
though
there
were
no
further
danger
known
but
the
modesty
which
is
so
lost
diana
you
shall
not
need
to
fear
me
enter
helena
in
the
dress
of
a
pilgrim
widow
i
hope
so
look
here
comes
a
pilgrim
i
know
she
will
lie
at
my
house
thither
they
send
one
another
i'll
question
her
god
save
you
pilgrim!
whither
are
bound
helena
to
saint
jaques
le
grand
where
do
the
palmers
lodge
i
do
beseech
you
widow
at
the
saint
francis
here
beside
the
port
helena
is
this
the
way
a
march
afar
widow
ay
marry
is't
hark
you!
they
come
this
way
if
you
will
tarry
holy
pilgrim
but
till
the
troops
come
by
i
will
conduct
you
where
you
shall
be
lodg'd
the
rather
for
i
think
i
know
your
hostess
as
ample
as
myself
helena
is
it
yourself
widow
if
you
shall
please
so
pilgrim
helena
i
thank
you
and
will
stay
upon
your
leisure
widow
you
came
i
think
from
france
helena
i
did
so
widow
here
you
shall
see
a
countryman
of
yours
that
has
done
worthy
service
helena
his
name
i
pray
you
diana
the
count
rousillon
know
you
such
a
one
helena
but
by
the
ear
that
hears
most
nobly
of
him
his
face
i
know
not
diana
what
some'er
he
is
he's
bravely
taken
here
he
stole
from
france
as
'tis
reported
for
the
king
had
married
him
against
his
liking
think
you
it
is
so
helena
ay
surely
mere
the
truth
i
know
his
lady
diana
there
is
a
gentleman
that
serves
the
count
reports
but
coarsely
of
her
helena
what's
his
name
diana
monsieur
parolles
helena
o
i
believe
with
him
in
argument
of
praise
or
to
the
worth
of
the
great
count
himself
she
is
too
mean
to
have
her
name
repeated
all
her
deserving
is
a
reserved
honesty
and
that
i
have
not
heard
examin'd
diana
alas
poor
lady!
'tis
a
hard
bondage
to
become
the
wife
of
a
detesting
lord
widow
i
sweet
good
creature
wheresoe'er
she
is
her
heart
weighs
sadly
this
young
maid
might
do
her
a
shrewd
turn
if
she
pleas'd
helena
how
do
you
mean
may
be
the
amorous
count
solicits
her
in
the
unlawful
purpose
widow
he
does
indeed
and
brokes
with
all
that
can
in
such
a
suit
corrupt
the
tender
honour
of
a
maid
but
she
is
arm'd
for
him
and
keeps
her
guard
in
honestest
defence
enter
with
drum
and
colours
bertram
parolles
and
the
whole
army
mariana
the
gods
forbid
else!
widow
so
now
they
come
that
is
antonio
the
duke's
eldest
son
that
escalus
helena
which
is
the
frenchman
diana
he-
that
with
the
plume
'tis
a
most
gallant
fellow
i
would
he
lov'd
his
wife
if
he
were
honester
he
were
much
goodlier
is't
not
a
handsome
gentleman
helena
i
like
him
well
diana
'tis
pity
he
is
not
honest
yond's
that
same
knave
that
leads
him
to
these
places
were
i
his
lady
i
would
poison
that
vile
rascal
helena
which
is
he
diana
that
jack-an-apes
with
scarfs
why
is
he
melancholy
helena
perchance
he's
hurt
i'
th'
battle
parolles
lose
our
drum!
well
mariana
he's
shrewdly
vex'd
at
something
look
he
has
spied
us
widow
marry
hang
you!
mariana
and
your
courtesy
for
a
ring-carrier!
exeunt
bertram
parolles
and
army
widow
the
troop
is
past
come
pilgrim
i
will
bring
you
where
you
shall
host
of
enjoin'd
penitents
there's
four
or
five
to
great
saint
jaques
bound
already
at
my
house
helena
i
humbly
thank
you
please
it
this
matron
and
this
gentle
maid
to
eat
with
us
to-night
the
charge
and
thanking
shall
be
for
me
and
to
requite
you
further
i
will
bestow
some
precepts
of
this
virgin
worthy
the
note
both
we'll
take
your
offer
kindly
exeunt
act
iii
scene
6
camp
before
florence
enter
bertram
and
the
two
french
lords
second
lord
nay
good
my
lord
put
him
to't
let
him
have
his
way
first
lord
if
your
lordship
find
him
not
a
hiding
hold
me
no
more
in
your
respect
second
lord
on
my
life
my
lord
a
bubble
bertram
do
you
think
i
am
so
far
deceived
in
him
second
lord
believe
it
my
lord
in
mine
own
direct
knowledge
without
any
malice
but
to
speak
of
him
as
my
kinsman
he's
a
most
notable
coward
an
infinite
and
endless
liar
an
hourly
promise-breaker
the
owner
of
no
one
good
quality
worthy
your
lordship's
entertainment
first
lord
it
were
fit
you
knew
him
lest
reposing
too
far
in
his
virtue
which
he
hath
not
he
might
at
some
great
and
trusty
business
in
a
main
danger
fail
you
bertram
i
would
i
knew
in
what
particular
action
to
try
him
first
lord
none
better
than
to
let
him
fetch
off
his
drum
which
you
hear
him
so
confidently
undertake
to
do
second
lord
i
with
a
troop
of
florentines
will
suddenly
surprise
him
such
i
will
have
whom
i
am
sure
he
knows
not
from
the
enemy
we
will
bind
and
hoodwink
him
so
that
he
shall
suppose
no
other
but
that
he
is
carried
into
the
leaguer
of
the
adversaries
when
we
bring
him
to
our
own
tents
be
but
your
lordship
present
at
his
examination
if
he
do
not
for
the
promise
of
his
life
and
in
the
highest
compulsion
of
base
fear
offer
to
betray
you
and
deliver
all
the
intelligence
in
his
power
against
you
and
that
with
the
divine
forfeit
of
his
soul
upon
oath
never
trust
my
judgment
in
anything
first
lord
o
for
the
love
of
laughter
let
him
fetch
his
drum
he
says
he
has
a
stratagem
for't
when
your
lordship
sees
the
bottom
of
his
success
in't
and
to
what
metal
this
counterfeit
lump
of
ore
will
be
melted
if
you
give
him
not
john
drum's
entertainment
your
inclining
cannot
be
removed
here
he
comes
enter
parolles
second
lord
o
for
the
love
of
laughter
hinder
not
the
honour
of
his
design
let
him
fetch
off
his
drum
in
any
hand
bertram
how
now
monsieur!
this
drum
sticks
sorely
in
your
disposition
first
lord
a
pox
on
't
let
it
go
'tis
but
a
drum
parolles
but
a
drum!
is't
but
a
drum
a
drum
so
lost!
there
was
excellent
command
to
charge
in
with
our
horse
upon
our
own
wings
and
to
rend
our
own
soldiers!
first
lord
that
was
not
to
be
blam'd
in
the
command
of
the
service
it
was
a
disaster
of
war
that
caesar
himself
could
not
have
prevented
if
he
had
been
there
to
command
bertram
well
we
cannot
greatly
condemn
our
success
some
dishonour
we
had
in
the
loss
of
that
drum
but
it
is
not
to
be
recovered
parolles
it
might
have
been
recovered
bertram
it
might
but
it
is
not
now
parolles
it
is
to
be
recovered
but
that
the
merit
of
service
is
seldom
attributed
to
the
true
and
exact
performer
i
would
have
that
drum
or
another
or
'hic
jacet
'
bertram
why
if
you
have
a
stomach
to't
monsieur
if
you
think
your
mystery
in
stratagem
can
bring
this
instrument
of
honour
again
into
his
native
quarter
be
magnanimous
in
the
enterprise
and
go
on
i
will
grace
the
attempt
for
a
worthy
exploit
if
you
speed
well
in
it
the
duke
shall
both
speak
of
it
and
extend
to
you
what
further
becomes
his
greatness
even
to
the
utmost
syllable
of
our
worthiness
parolles
by
the
hand
of
a
soldier
i
will
undertake
it
bertram
but
you
must
not
now
slumber
in
it
parolles
i'll
about
it
this
evening
and
i
will
presently
pen
down
my
dilemmas
encourage
myself
in
my
certainty
put
myself
into
my
mortal
preparation
and
by
midnight
look
to
hear
further
from
me
bertram
may
i
be
bold
to
acquaint
his
grace
you
are
gone
about
it
parolles
i
know
not
what
the
success
will
be
my
lord
but
the
attempt
i
vow
bertram
i
know
th'
art
valiant
and
to
the
of
thy
soldiership
will
subscribe
for
thee
farewell
parolles
i
love
not
many
words
exit
second
lord
no
more
than
a
fish
loves
water
is
not
this
a
strange
fellow
my
lord
that
so
confidently
seems
to
undertake
this
business
which
he
knows
is
not
to
be
done
damns
himself
to
do
and
dares
better
be
damn'd
than
to
do
't
first
lord
you
do
not
know
him
my
lord
as
we
do
certain
it
is
that
he
will
steal
himself
into
a
man's
favour
and
for
a
week
escape
a
great
deal
of
discoveries
but
when
you
find
him
out
you
have
him
ever
after
bertram
why
do
you
think
he
will
make
no
deed
at
all
of
this
that
so
seriously
he
does
address
himself
unto
second
lord
none
in
the
world
but
return
with
an
invention
and
clap
upon
you
two
or
three
probable
lies
but
we
have
almost
emboss'd
him
you
shall
see
his
fall
to-night
for
indeed
he
is
not
for
your
lordship's
respect
first
lord
we'll
make
you
some
sport
with
the
fox
ere
we
case
him
he
was
first
smok'd
by
the
old
lord
lafeu
when
his
disguise
and
he
is
parted
tell
me
what
a
sprat
you
shall
find
him
which
you
shall
see
this
very
night
second
lord
i
must
go
look
my
twigs
he
shall
be
caught
bertram
your
brother
he
shall
go
along
with
me
second
lord
as't
please
your
lordship
i'll
leave
you
exit
bertram
now
will
i
lead
you
to
the
house
and
show
you
the
lass
i
spoke
of
first
lord
but
you
say
she's
honest
bertram
that's
all
the
fault
i
spoke
with
her
but
once
and
found
her
wondrous
cold
but
i
sent
to
her
by
this
same
coxcomb
that
we
have
i'
th'
wind
tokens
and
letters
which
she
did
re-send
and
this
is
all
i
have
done
she's
a
fair
creature
will
you
go
see
her
first
lord
with
all
my
heart
my
lord
exeunt
act
iii
scene
7
florence
the
widow's
house
enter
helena
and
widow
helena
if
you
misdoubt
me
that
i
am
not
she
i
know
not
how
i
shall
assure
you
further
but
i
shall
lose
the
grounds
i
work
upon
widow
though
my
estate
be
fall'n
i
was
well
born
nothing
acquainted
with
these
businesses
and
would
not
put
my
reputation
now
in
any
staining
act
helena
nor
would
i
wish
you
first
give
me
trust
the
count
he
is
my
husband
and
what
to
your
sworn
counsel
i
have
spoken
is
so
from
word
to
word
and
then
you
cannot
by
the
good
aid
that
i
of
you
shall
borrow
err
in
bestowing
it
widow
i
should
believe
you
for
you
have
show'd
me
that
which
well
approves
y'are
great
in
fortune
helena
take
this
purse
of
gold
and
let
me
buy
your
friendly
help
thus
far
which
i
will
over-pay
and
pay
again
when
i
have
found
it
the
count
he
woos
your
daughter
lays
down
his
wanton
siege
before
her
beauty
resolv'd
to
carry
her
let
her
in
fine
consent
as
we'll
direct
her
how
'tis
best
to
bear
it
now
his
important
blood
will
nought
deny
that
she'll
demand
a
ring
the
county
wears
that
downward
hath
succeeded
in
his
house
from
son
to
son
some
four
or
five
descents
since
the
first
father
wore
it
this
ring
he
holds
in
most
rich
choice
yet
in
his
idle
fire
to
buy
his
will
it
would
not
seem
too
dear
howe'er
repented
after
widow
now
i
see
the
bottom
of
your
purpose
helena
you
see
it
lawful
then
it
is
no
more
but
that
your
daughter
ere
she
seems
as
won
desires
this
ring
appoints
him
an
encounter
in
fine
delivers
me
to
fill
the
time
herself
most
chastely
absent
after
this
to
marry
her
i'll
add
three
thousand
crowns
to
what
is
pass'd
already
widow
i
have
yielded
instruct
my
daughter
how
she
shall
persever
that
time
and
place
with
this
deceit
so
lawful
may
prove
coherent
every
night
he
comes
with
musics
of
all
sorts
and
songs
compos'd
to
her
unworthiness
it
nothing
steads
us
to
chide
him
from
our
eaves
for
he
persists
as
if
his
life
lay
on
't
helena
why
then
to-night
let
us
assay
our
plot
which
if
it
speed
is
wicked
meaning
in
a
lawful
deed
and
lawful
meaning
in
a
lawful
act
where
both
not
sin
and
yet
a
sinful
fact
but
let's
about
it
exeunt
act
iv
scene
1
without
the
florentine
camp
enter
second
french
lord
with
five
or
six
other
soldiers
in
ambush
second
lord
he
can
come
no
other
way
but
by
this
hedge-corner
when
you
sally
upon
him
speak
what
terrible
language
you
will
though
you
understand
it
not
yourselves
no
matter
for
we
must
not
seem
to
understand
him
unless
some
one
among
us
whom
we
must
produce
for
an
interpreter
first
soldier
good
captain
let
me
be
th'
interpreter
second
lord
art
not
acquainted
with
him
knows
he
not
thy
voice
first
soldier
no
sir
i
warrant
you
second
lord
but
what
linsey-woolsey
has
thou
to
speak
to
us
again
first
soldier
e'en
such
as
you
speak
to
me
second
lord
he
must
think
us
some
band
of
strangers
i'
th'
adversary's
entertainment
now
he
hath
a
smack
of
all
neighbouring
languages
therefore
we
must
every
one
be
a
man
of
his
own
fancy
not
to
know
what
we
speak
one
to
another
so
we
seem
to
know
is
to
know
straight
our
purpose
choughs'
language
gabble
enough
and
good
enough
as
for
you
interpreter
you
must
seem
very
politic
but
couch
ho!
here
he
comes
to
beguile
two
hours
in
a
sleep
and
then
to
return
and
swear
the
lies
he
forges
enter
parolles
parolles
ten
o'clock
within
these
three
hours
'twill
be
time
enough
to
go
home
what
shall
i
say
i
have
done
it
must
be
a
very
plausive
invention
that
carries
it
they
begin
to
smoke
me
and
disgraces
have
of
late
knock'd
to
often
at
my
door
i
find
my
tongue
is
too
foolhardy
but
my
heart
hath
the
fear
of
mars
before
it
and
of
his
creatures
not
daring
the
reports
of
my
tongue
second
lord
this
is
the
first
truth
that
e'er
thine
own
tongue
was
guilty
of
parolles
what
the
devil
should
move
me
to
undertake
the
recovery
of
this
drum
being
not
ignorant
of
the
impossibility
and
knowing
i
had
no
such
purpose
i
must
give
myself
some
hurts
and
say
i
got
them
in
exploit
yet
slight
ones
will
not
carry
it
they
will
say
'came
you
off
with
so
little
'
and
great
ones
i
dare
not
give
wherefore
what's
the
instance
tongue
i
must
put
you
into
a
butterwoman's
mouth
and
buy
myself
another
of
bajazet's
mule
if
you
prattle
me
into
these
perils
second
lord
is
it
possible
he
should
know
what
he
is
and
be
that
he
is
parolles
i
would
the
cutting
of
my
garments
would
serve
the
turn
or
the
breaking
of
my
spanish
sword
second
lord
we
cannot
afford
you
so
parolles
or
the
baring
of
my
beard
and
to
say
it
was
in
stratagem
second
lord
'twould
not
do
parolles
or
to
drown
my
clothes
and
say
i
was
stripp'd
second
lord
hardly
serve
parolles
though
i
swore
i
leap'd
from
the
window
of
the
citadel-
second
lord
how
deep
parolles
thirty
fathom
second
lord
three
great
oaths
would
scarce
make
that
be
believed
parolles
i
would
i
had
any
drum
of
the
enemy's
i
would
swear
i
recover'd
it
second
lord
you
shall
hear
one
anon
alarum
within
parolles
a
drum
now
of
the
enemy's!
second
lord
throca
movousus
cargo
cargo
cargo
all
cargo
cargo
cargo
villianda
par
corbo
cargo
parolles
o
ransom
ransom!
do
not
hide
mine
eyes
they
blindfold
him
first
soldier
boskos
thromuldo
boskos
parolles
i
know
you
are
the
muskos'
regiment
and
i
shall
lose
my
life
for
want
of
language
if
there
be
here
german
or
dane
low
dutch
italian
or
french
let
him
speak
to
me
i'll
discover
that
which
shall
undo
the
florentine
first
soldier
boskos
vauvado
i
understand
thee
and
can
speak
thy
tongue
kerely-bonto
sir
betake
thee
to
thy
faith
for
seventeen
poniards
are
at
thy
bosom
parolles
o!
first
soldier
o
pray
pray
pray!
manka
revania
dulche
second
lord
oscorbidulchos
volivorco
first
soldier
the
general
is
content
to
spare
thee
yet
and
hoodwink'd
as
thou
art
will
lead
thee
on
to
gather
from
thee
haply
thou
mayst
inform
something
to
save
thy
life
parolles
o
let
me
live
and
all
the
secrets
of
our
camp
i'll
show
their
force
their
purposes
nay
i'll
speak
that
which
you
will
wonder
at
first
soldier
but
wilt
thou
faithfully
parolles
if
i
do
not
damn
me
first
soldier
acordo
linta
come
on
thou
art
granted
space
exit
parolles
guarded
a
short
alarum
within
second
lord
go
tell
the
count
rousillon
and
my
brother
we
have
caught
the
woodcock
and
will
keep
him
muffled
till
we
do
hear
from
them
second
soldier
captain
i
will
second
lord
'a
will
betray
us
all
unto
ourselves-
inform
on
that
second
soldier
so
i
will
sir
second
lord
till
then
i'll
keep
him
dark
and
safely
lock'd
exeunt
act
iv
scene
2
florence
the
widow's
house
enter
bertram
and
diana
bertram
they
told
me
that
your
name
was
fontibell
diana
no
my
good
lord
diana
bertram
titled
goddess
and
worth
it
with
addition!
but
fair
soul
in
your
fine
frame
hath
love
no
quality
if
the
quick
fire
of
youth
light
not
your
mind
you
are
no
maiden
but
a
monument
when
you
are
dead
you
should
be
such
a
one
as
you
are
now
for
you
are
cold
and
stern
and
now
you
should
be
as
your
mother
was
when
your
sweet
self
was
got
diana
she
then
was
honest
bertram
so
should
you
be
diana
no
my
mother
did
but
duty
such
my
lord
as
you
owe
to
your
wife
bertram
no
more
o'that!
i
prithee
do
not
strive
against
my
vows
i
was
compell'd
to
her
but
i
love
the
by
love's
own
sweet
constraint
and
will
for
ever
do
thee
all
rights
of
service
diana
ay
so
you
serve
us
till
we
serve
you
but
when
you
have
our
roses
you
barely
leave
our
thorns
to
prick
ourselves
and
mock
us
with
our
bareness
bertram
how
have
i
sworn!
diana
'tis
not
the
many
oaths
that
makes
the
truth
but
the
plain
single
vow
that
is
vow'd
true
what
is
not
holy
that
we
swear
not
by
but
take
the
high'st
to
witness
then
pray
you
tell
me
if
i
should
swear
by
jove's
great
attributes
i
lov'd
you
dearly
would
you
believe
my
oaths
when
i
did
love
you
ill
this
has
no
holding
to
swear
by
him
whom
i
protest
to
love
that
i
will
work
against
him
therefore
your
oaths
are
words
and
poor
conditions
but
unseal'd-
at
least
in
my
opinion
bertram
change
it
change
it
be
not
so
holy-cruel
love
is
holy
and
my
integrity
ne'er
knew
the
crafts
that
you
do
charge
men
with
stand
no
more
off
but
give
thyself
unto
my
sick
desires
who
then
recovers
say
thou
art
mine
and
ever
my
love
as
it
begins
shall
so
persever
diana
i
see
that
men
make
ropes
in
such
a
scarre
that
we'll
forsake
ourselves
give
me
that
ring
bertram
i'll
lend
it
thee
my
dear
but
have
no
power
to
give
it
from
me
diana
will
you
not
my
lord
bertram
it
is
an
honour
'longing
to
our
house
bequeathed
down
from
many
ancestors
which
were
the
greatest
obloquy
i'
th'
world
in
me
to
lose
diana
mine
honour's
such
a
ring
my
chastity's
the
jewel
of
our
house
bequeathed
down
from
many
ancestors
which
were
the
greatest
obloquy
i'
th'
world
in
me
to
lose
thus
your
own
proper
wisdom
brings
in
the
champion
honour
on
my
part
against
your
vain
assault
bertram
here
take
my
ring
my
house
mine
honour
yea
my
life
be
thine
and
i'll
be
bid
by
thee
diana
when
midnight
comes
knock
at
my
chamber
window
i'll
order
take
my
mother
shall
not
hear
now
will
i
charge
you
in
the
band
of
truth
when
you
have
conquer'd
my
yet
maiden
bed
remain
there
but
an
hour
nor
speak
to
me
my
reasons
are
most
strong
and
you
shall
know
them
when
back
again
this
ring
shall
be
deliver'd
and
on
your
finger
in
the
night
i'll
put
another
ring
that
what
in
time
proceeds
may
token
to
the
future
our
past
deeds
adieu
till
then
then
fail
not
you
have
won
a
wife
of
me
though
there
my
hope
be
done
bertram
a
heaven
on
earth
i
have
won
by
wooing
thee
exit
diana
for
which
live
long
to
thank
both
heaven
and
me!
you
may
so
in
the
end
my
mother
told
me
just
how
he
would
woo
as
if
she
sat
in's
heart
she
says
all
men
have
the
like
oaths
he
had
sworn
to
marry
me
when
his
wife's
dead
therefore
i'll
lie
with
him
when
i
am
buried
since
frenchmen
are
so
braid
marry
that
will
i
live
and
die
a
maid
only
in
this
disguise
i
think't
no
sin
to
cozen
him
that
would
unjustly
win
exit
act
iv
scene
3
the
florentine
camp
enter
the
two
french
lords
and
two
or
three
soldiers
second
lord
you
have
not
given
him
his
mother's
letter
first
lord
i
have
deliv'red
it
an
hour
since
there
is
something
in't
that
stings
his
nature
for
on
the
reading
it
he
chang'd
almost
into
another
man
second
lord
he
has
much
worthy
blame
laid
upon
him
for
shaking
off
so
good
a
wife
and
so
sweet
a
lady
first
lord
especially
he
hath
incurred
the
everlasting
displeasure
of
the
king
who
had
even
tun'd
his
bounty
to
sing
happiness
to
him
i
will
tell
you
a
thing
but
you
shall
let
it
dwell
darkly
with
you
second
lord
when
you
have
spoken
it
'tis
dead
and
i
am
the
grave
of
it
first
lord
he
hath
perverted
a
young
gentlewoman
here
in
florence
of
a
most
chaste
renown
and
this
night
he
fleshes
his
will
in
the
spoil
of
her
honour
he
hath
given
her
his
monumental
ring
and
thinks
himself
made
in
the
unchaste
composition
second
lord
now
god
delay
our
rebellion!
as
we
are
ourselves
what
things
are
we!
first
lord
merely
our
own
traitors
and
as
in
the
common
course
of
all
treasons
we
still
see
them
reveal
themselves
till
they
attain
to
their
abhorr'd
ends
so
he
that
in
this
action
contrives
against
his
own
nobility
in
his
proper
stream
o'erflows
himself
second
lord
is
it
not
meant
damnable
in
us
to
be
trumpeters
of
our
unlawful
intents
we
shall
not
then
have
his
company
to-night
first
lord
not
till
after
midnight
for
he
is
dieted
to
his
hour
second
lord
that
approaches
apace
i
would
gladly
have
him
see
his
company
anatomiz'd
that
he
might
take
a
measure
of
his
own
judgments
wherein
so
curiously
he
had
set
this
counterfeit
first
lord
we
will
not
meddle
with
him
till
he
come
for
his
presence
must
be
the
whip
of
the
other
second
lord
in
the
meantime
what
hear
you
of
these
wars
first
lord
i
hear
there
is
an
overture
of
peace
second
lord
nay
i
assure
you
a
peace
concluded
first
lord
what
will
count
rousillon
do
then
will
he
travel
higher
or
return
again
into
france
second
lord
i
perceive
by
this
demand
you
are
not
altogether
of
his
counsel
first
lord
let
it
be
forbid
sir!
so
should
i
be
a
great
deal
of
his
act
second
lord
sir
his
wife
some
two
months
since
fled
from
his
house
her
pretence
is
a
pilgrimage
to
saint
jaques
le
grand
which
holy
undertaking
with
most
austere
sanctimony
she
accomplish'd
and
there
residing
the
tenderness
of
her
nature
became
as
a
prey
to
her
grief
in
fine
made
a
groan
of
her
last
breath
and
now
she
sings
in
heaven
first
lord
how
is
this
justified
second
lord
the
stronger
part
of
it
by
her
own
letters
which
makes
her
story
true
even
to
the
point
of
her
death
her
death
itself
which
could
not
be
her
office
to
say
is
come
was
faithfully
confirm'd
by
the
rector
of
the
place
first
lord
hath
the
count
all
this
intelligence
second
lord
ay
and
the
particular
confirmations
point
from
point
to
the
full
arming
of
the
verity
first
lord
i
am
heartily
sorry
that
he'll
be
glad
of
this
second
lord
how
mightily
sometimes
we
make
us
comforts
of
our
losses!
first
lord
and
how
mightily
some
other
times
we
drown
our
gain
in
tears!
the
great
dignity
that
his
valour
hath
here
acquir'd
for
him
shall
at
home
be
encount'red
with
a
shame
as
ample
second
lord
the
web
of
our
life
is
of
a
mingled
yarn
good
and
ill
together
our
virtues
would
be
proud
if
our
faults
whipt
them
not
and
our
crimes
would
despair
if
they
were
not
cherish'd
by
our
virtues
enter
a
messenger
how
now
where's
your
master
servant
he
met
the
duke
in
the
street
sir
of
whom
he
hath
taken
a
solemn
leave
his
lordship
will
next
morning
for
france
the
duke
hath
offered
him
letters
of
commendations
to
the
king
second
lord
they
shall
be
no
more
than
needful
there
if
they
were
more
than
they
can
commend
first
lord
they
cannot
be
too
sweet
for
the
king's
tartness
here's
his
lordship
now
enter
bertram
how
now
my
lord
is't
not
after
midnight
bertram
i
have
to-night
dispatch'd
sixteen
businesses
a
month's
length
apiece
by
an
abstract
of
success
i
have
congied
with
the
duke
done
my
adieu
with
his
nearest
buried
a
wife
mourn'd
for
her
writ
to
my
lady
mother
i
am
returning
entertain'd
my
convoy
and
between
these
main
parcels
of
dispatch
effected
many
nicer
needs
the
last
was
the
greatest
but
that
i
have
not
ended
yet
second
lord
if
the
business
be
of
any
difficulty
and
this
morning
your
departure
hence
it
requires
haste
of
your
lordship
bertram
i
mean
the
business
is
not
ended
as
fearing
to
hear
of
it
hereafter
but
shall
we
have
this
dialogue
between
the
fool
and
the
soldier
come
bring
forth
this
counterfeit
module
has
deceiv'd
me
like
a
double-meaning
prophesier
second
lord
bring
him
forth
exeunt
soldiers
has
sat
i'
th'
stocks
all
night
poor
gallant
knave
bertram
no
matter
his
heels
have
deserv'd
it
in
usurping
his
spurs
so
long
how
does
he
carry
himself
second
lord
i
have
told
your
lordship
already
the
stocks
carry
him
but
to
answer
you
as
you
would
be
understood
he
weeps
like
a
wench
that
had
shed
her
milk
he
hath
confess'd
himself
to
morgan
whom
he
supposes
to
be
a
friar
from
the
time
of
his
remembrance
to
this
very
instant
disaster
of
his
setting
i'
th'
stocks
and
what
think
you
he
hath
confess'd
bertram
nothing
of
me
has
'a
second
lord
his
confession
is
taken
and
it
shall
be
read
to
his
face
if
your
lordship
be
in't
as
i
believe
you
are
you
must
have
the
patience
to
hear
it
enter
parolles
guarded
and
first
soldier
as
interpreter
bertram
a
plague
upon
him!
muffled!
he
can
say
nothing
of
me
second
lord
hush
hush!
hoodman
comes
portotartarossa
first
soldier
he
calls
for
the
tortures
what
will
you
say
without
'em
parolles
i
will
confess
what
i
know
without
constraint
if
ye
pinch
me
like
a
pasty
i
can
say
no
more
first
soldier
bosko
chimurcho
second
lord
boblibindo
chicurmurco
first
soldier
you
are
a
merciful
general
our
general
bids
you
answer
to
what
i
shall
ask
you
out
of
a
note
parolles
and
truly
as
i
hope
to
live
first
soldier
'first
demand
of
him
how
many
horse
the
duke
is
strong
'
what
say
you
to
that
parolles
five
or
six
thousand
but
very
weak
and
unserviceable
the
troops
are
all
scattered
and
the
commanders
very
poor
rogues
upon
my
reputation
and
credit
and
as
i
hope
to
live
first
soldier
shall
i
set
down
your
answer
so
parolles
do
i'll
take
the
sacrament
on
't
how
and
which
way
you
will
bertram
all's
one
to
him
what
a
past-saving
slave
is
this!
second
lord
y'are
deceiv'd
my
lord
this
is
monsieur
parolles
the
gallant
militarist-that
was
his
own
phrase-that
had
the
whole
theoric
of
war
in
the
knot
of
his
scarf
and
the
practice
in
the
chape
of
his
dagger
first
lord
i
will
never
trust
a
man
again
for
keeping
his
sword
clean
nor
believe
he
can
have
everything
in
him
by
wearing
his
apparel
neatly
first
soldier
well
that's
set
down
parolles
'five
or
six
thousand
horse'
i
said-i
will
say
true-
'or
thereabouts'
set
down
for
i'll
speak
truth
second
lord
he's
very
near
the
truth
in
this
bertram
but
i
con
him
no
thanks
for't
in
the
nature
he
delivers
it
parolles
'poor
rogues'
i
pray
you
say
first
soldier
well
that's
set
down
parolles
i
humbly
thank
you
sir
a
truth's
a
truth-the
rogues
are
marvellous
poor
first
soldier
'demand
of
him
of
what
strength
they
are
a-foot
'
what
say
you
to
that
parolles
by
my
troth
sir
if
i
were
to
live
this
present
hour
i
will
tell
true
let
me
see
spurio
a
hundred
and
fifty
sebastian
so
many
corambus
so
many
jaques
so
many
guiltian
cosmo
lodowick
and
gratii
two
hundred
fifty
each
mine
own
company
chitopher
vaumond
bentii
two
hundred
fifty
each
so
that
the
muster-file
rotten
and
sound
upon
my
life
amounts
not
to
fifteen
thousand
poll
half
of
the
which
dare
not
shake
the
snow
from
off
their
cassocks
lest
they
shake
themselves
to
pieces
bertram
what
shall
be
done
to
him
second
lord
nothing
but
let
him
have
thanks
demand
of
him
my
condition
and
what
credit
i
have
with
the
duke
first
soldier
well
that's
set
down
'you
shall
demand
of
him
whether
one
captain
dumain
be
i'
th'
camp
a
frenchman
what
his
reputation
is
with
the
duke
what
his
valour
honesty
expertness
in
wars
or
whether
he
thinks
it
were
not
possible
with
well-weighing
sums
of
gold
to
corrupt
him
to
a
revolt
'
what
say
you
to
this
what
do
you
know
of
it
parolles
i
beseech
you
let
me
answer
to
the
particular
of
the
inter'gatories
demand
them
singly
first
soldier
do
you
know
this
captain
dumain
parolles
i
know
him
'a
was
a
botcher's
prentice
in
paris
from
whence
he
was
whipt
for
getting
the
shrieve's
fool
with
child-a
dumb
innocent
that
could
not
say
him
nay
bertram
nay
by
your
leave
hold
your
hands
though
i
know
his
brains
are
forfeit
to
the
next
tile
that
falls
first
soldier
well
is
this
captain
in
the
duke
of
florence's
camp
parolles
upon
my
knowledge
he
is
and
lousy
second
lord
nay
look
not
so
upon
me
we
shall
hear
of
your
lordship
anon
first
soldier
what
is
his
reputation
with
the
duke
parolles
the
duke
knows
him
for
no
other
but
a
poor
officer
of
mine
and
writ
to
me
this
other
day
to
turn
him
out
o'
th'
band
i
think
i
have
his
letter
in
my
pocket
first
soldier
marry
we'll
search
parolles
in
good
sadness
i
do
not
know
either
it
is
there
or
it
is
upon
a
file
with
the
duke's
other
letters
in
my
tent
first
soldier
here
'tis
here's
a
paper
shall
i
read
it
to
you
parolles
i
do
not
know
if
it
be
it
or
no
bertram
our
interpreter
does
it
well
second
lord
excellently
first
soldier
reads
'dian
the
count's
a
fool
and
full
of
gold
'
parolles
that
is
not
the
duke's
letter
sir
that
is
an
advertisement
to
a
proper
maid
in
florence
one
diana
to
take
heed
of
the
allurement
of
one
count
rousillon
a
foolish
idle
boy
but
for
all
that
very
ruttish
i
pray
you
sir
put
it
up
again
first
soldier
nay
i'll
read
it
first
by
your
favour
parolles
my
meaning
in't
i
protest
was
very
honest
in
the
behalf
of
the
maid
for
i
knew
the
young
count
to
be
a
dangerous
and
lascivious
boy
who
is
a
whale
to
virginity
and
devours
up
all
the
fry
it
finds
bertram
damnable
both-sides
rogue!
first
soldier
reads
'when
he
swears
oaths
bid
him
drop
gold
and
take
it
after
he
scores
he
never
pays
the
score
half
won
is
match
well
made
match
and
well
make
it
he
ne'er
pays
after-debts
take
it
before
and
say
a
soldier
dian
told
thee
this
men
are
to
mell
with
boys
are
not
to
kiss
for
count
of
this
the
count's
a
fool
i
know
it
who
pays
before
but
not
when
he
does
owe
it
thine
as
he
vow'd
to
thee
in
thine
ear
parolles
'
bertram
he
shall
be
whipt
through
the
army
with
this
rhyme
in's
forehead
first
lord
this
is
your
devoted
friend
sir
the
manifold
linguist
and
the
amnipotent
soldier
bertram
i
could
endure
anything
before
but
a
cat
and
now
he's
a
cat
to
me
first
soldier
i
perceive
sir
by
our
general's
looks
we
shall
be
fain
to
hang
you
parolles
my
life
sir
in
any
case!
not
that
i
am
afraid
to
die
but
that
my
offences
being
many
i
would
repent
out
the
remainder
of
nature
let
me
live
sir
in
a
dungeon
i'
th'
stocks
or
anywhere
so
i
may
live
first
soldier
we'll
see
what
may
be
done
so
you
confess
freely
therefore
once
more
to
this
captain
dumain
you
have
answer'd
to
his
reputation
with
the
duke
and
to
his
valour
what
is
his
honesty
parolles
he
will
steal
sir
an
egg
out
of
a
cloister
for
rapes
and
ravishments
he
parallels
nessus
he
professes
not
keeping
of
oaths
in
breaking
'em
he
is
stronger
than
hercules
he
will
lie
sir
with
such
volubility
that
you
would
think
truth
were
a
fool
drunkenness
is
his
best
virtue
for
he
will
be
swine-drunk
and
in
his
sleep
he
does
little
harm
save
to
his
bedclothes
about
him
but
they
know
his
conditions
and
lay
him
in
straw
i
have
but
little
more
to
say
sir
of
his
honesty
he
has
everything
that
an
honest
man
should
not
have
what
an
honest
man
should
have
he
has
nothing
second
lord
i
begin
to
love
him
for
this
bertram
for
this
description
of
thine
honesty
a
pox
upon
him!
for
me
he's
more
and
more
a
cat
first
soldier
what
say
you
to
his
expertness
in
war
parolles
faith
sir
has
led
the
drum
before
the
english
tragedians-to
belie
him
i
will
not-and
more
of
his
soldier-ship
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
do
the
man
what
honour
i
can-but
of
this
i
am
not
certain
second
lord
he
hath
out-villain'd
villainy
so
far
that
the
rarity
redeems
him
bertram
a
pox
on
him!
he's
a
cat
still
first
soldier
his
qualities
being
at
this
poor
price
i
need
not
to
ask
you
if
gold
will
corrupt
him
to
revolt
parolles
sir
for
a
cardecue
he
will
sell
the
fee-simple
of
his
salvation
the
inheritance
of
it
and
cut
th'
entail
from
all
remainders
and
a
perpetual
succession
for
it
perpetually
first
soldier
what's
his
brother
the
other
captain
dumain
first
lord
why
does
he
ask
him
of
me
first
soldier
what's
he
parolles
e'en
a
crow
o'
th'
same
nest
not
altogether
so
great
as
the
first
in
goodness
but
greater
a
great
deal
in
evil
he
excels
his
brother
for
a
coward
yet
his
brother
is
reputed
one
of
the
best
that
is
in
a
retreat
he
outruns
any
lackey
marry
in
coming
on
he
has
the
cramp
first
soldier
if
your
life
be
saved
will
you
undertake
to
betray
the
florentine
parolles
ay
and
the
captain
of
his
horse
count
rousillon
first
soldier
i'll
whisper
with
the
general
and
know
his
pleasure
parolles
aside
i'll
no
more
drumming
a
plague
of
all
drums!
only
to
seem
to
deserve
well
and
to
beguile
the
supposition
of
that
lascivious
young
boy
the
count
have
i
run
into
this
danger
yet
who
would
have
suspected
an
ambush
where
i
was
taken
first
soldier
there
is
no
remedy
sir
but
you
must
die
the
general
says
you
that
have
so
traitorously
discover'd
the
secrets
of
your
army
and
made
such
pestiferous
reports
of
men
very
nobly
held
can
serve
the
world
for
no
honest
use
therefore
you
must
die
come
headsman
of
with
his
head
parolles
o
lord
sir
let
me
live
or
let
me
see
my
death!
first
soldier
that
shall
you
and
take
your
leave
of
all
your
friends
unmuffling
him
so
look
about
you
know
you
any
here
bertram
good
morrow
noble
captain
first
lord
god
bless
you
captain
parolles
second
lord
god
save
you
noble
captain
first
lord
captain
what
greeting
will
you
to
my
lord
lafeu
i
am
for
france
second
lord
good
captain
will
you
give
me
a
copy
of
the
sonnet
you
writ
to
diana
in
behalf
of
the
count
rousillon
an
i
were
not
a
very
coward
i'd
compel
it
of
you
but
fare
you
well
exeunt
bertram
and
lords
first
soldier
you
are
undone
captain
all
but
your
scarf
that
has
a
knot
on
't
yet
parolles
who
cannot
be
crush'd
with
a
plot
first
soldier
if
you
could
find
out
a
country
where
but
women
were
that
had
received
so
much
shame
you
might
begin
an
impudent
nation
fare
ye
well
sir
i
am
for
france
too
we
shall
speak
of
you
there
exit
with
soldiers
parolles
yet
am
i
thankful
if
my
heart
were
great
'twould
burst
at
this
captain
i'll
be
no
more
but
i
will
eat
and
drink
and
sleep
as
soft
as
captain
shall
simply
the
thing
i
am
shall
make
me
live
who
knows
himself
a
braggart
let
him
fear
this
for
it
will
come
to
pass
that
every
braggart
shall
be
found
an
ass
rust
sword
cool
blushes
and
parolles
live
safest
in
shame
being
fool'd
by
fool'ry
thrive
there's
place
and
means
for
every
man
alive
i'll
after
them
exit
act
iv
scene
4
the
widow's
house
enter
helena
widow
and
diana
helena
that
you
may
well
perceive
i
have
not
wrong'd
you!
one
of
the
greatest
in
the
christian
world
shall
be
my
surety
fore
whose
throne
'tis
needful
ere
i
can
perfect
mine
intents
to
kneel
time
was
i
did
him
a
desired
office
dear
almost
as
his
life
which
gratitude
through
flinty
tartar's
bosom
would
peep
forth
and
answer
'thanks
'
i
duly
am
inform'd
his
grace
is
at
marseilles
to
which
place
we
have
convenient
convoy
you
must
know
i
am
supposed
dead
the
army
breaking
my
husband
hies
him
home
where
heaven
aiding
and
by
the
leave
of
my
good
lord
the
king
we'll
be
before
our
welcome
widow
gentle
madam
you
never
had
a
servant
to
whose
trust
your
business
was
more
welcome
helena
nor
you
mistress
ever
a
friend
whose
thoughts
more
truly
labour
to
recompense
your
love
doubt
not
but
heaven
hath
brought
me
up
to
be
your
daughter's
dower
as
it
hath
fated
her
to
be
my
motive
and
helper
to
a
husband
but
o
strange
men!
that
can
such
sweet
use
make
of
what
they
hate
when
saucy
trusting
of
the
cozen'd
thoughts
defiles
the
pitchy
night
so
lust
doth
play
with
what
it
loathes
for
that
which
is
away
but
more
of
this
hereafter
you
diana
under
my
poor
instructions
yet
must
suffer
something
in
my
behalf
diana
let
death
and
honesty
go
with
your
impositions
i
am
yours
upon
your
will
to
suffer
helena
yet
i
pray
you
but
with
the
word
the
time
will
bring
on
summer
when
briers
shall
have
leaves
as
well
as
thorns
and
be
as
sweet
as
sharp
we
must
away
our
waggon
is
prepar'd
and
time
revives
us
all's
well
that
ends
well
still
the
fine's
the
crown
whate'er
the
course
the
end
is
the
renown
exeunt
act
iv
scene
5
rousillon
the
count's
palace
enter
countess
lafeu
and
clown
lafeu
no
no
no
son
was
misled
with
a
snipt-taffeta
fellow
there
whose
villainous
saffron
would
have
made
all
the
unbak'd
and
doughy
youth
of
a
nation
in
his
colour
your
daughter-in-law
had
been
alive
at
this
hour
and
your
son
here
at
home
more
advanc'd
by
the
king
than
by
that
red-tail'd
humble-bee
i
speak
of
countess
i
would
i
had
not
known
him
it
was
the
death
of
the
most
virtuous
gentlewoman
that
ever
nature
had
praise
for
creating
if
she
had
partaken
of
my
flesh
and
cost
me
the
dearest
groans
of
a
mother
i
could
not
have
owed
her
a
more
rooted
love
lafeu
'twas
a
good
lady
'twas
a
good
lady
we
may
pick
a
thousand
sallets
ere
we
light
on
such
another
herb
clown
indeed
sir
she
was
the
sweet-marjoram
of
the
sallet
or
rather
the
herb
of
grace
lafeu
they
are
not
sallet-herbs
you
knave
they
are
nose-herbs
clown
i
am
no
great
nebuchadnezzar
sir
i
have
not
much
skill
in
grass
lafeu
whether
dost
thou
profess
thyself-a
knave
or
a
fool
clown
a
fool
sir
at
a
woman's
service
and
a
knave
at
a
man's
lafeu
your
distinction
clown
i
would
cozen
the
man
of
his
wife
and
do
his
service
lafeu
so
you
were
a
knave
at
his
service
indeed
clown
and
i
would
give
his
wife
my
bauble
sir
to
do
her
service
lafeu
i
will
subscribe
for
thee
thou
art
both
knave
and
fool
clown
at
your
service
lafeu
no
no
no
clown
why
sir
if
i
cannot
serve
you
i
can
serve
as
great
a
prince
as
you
are
lafeu
who's
that
a
frenchman
clown
faith
sir
'a
has
an
english
name
but
his
fisnomy
is
more
hotter
in
france
than
there
lafeu
what
prince
is
that
clown
the
black
prince
sir
alias
the
prince
of
darkness
alias
the
devil
lafeu
hold
thee
there's
my
purse
i
give
thee
not
this
to
suggest
thee
from
thy
master
thou
talk'st
of
serve
him
still
clown
i
am
a
woodland
fellow
sir
that
always
loved
a
great
fire
and
the
master
i
speak
of
ever
keeps
a
good
fire
but
sure
he
is
the
prince
of
the
world
let
his
nobility
remain
in's
court
i
am
for
the
house
with
the
narrow
gate
which
i
take
to
be
too
little
for
pomp
to
enter
some
that
humble
themselves
may
but
the
many
will
be
too
chill
and
tender
and
they'll
be
for
the
flow'ry
way
that
leads
to
the
broad
gate
and
the
great
fire
lafeu
go
thy
ways
i
begin
to
be
aweary
of
thee
and
i
tell
thee
so
before
because
i
would
not
fall
out
with
thee
go
thy
ways
let
my
horses
be
well
look'd
to
without
any
tricks
clown
if
i
put
any
tricks
upon
'em
sir
they
shall
be
jades'
tricks
which
are
their
own
right
by
the
law
of
nature
exit
lafeu
a
shrewd
knave
and
an
unhappy
countess
so
'a
is
my
lord
that's
gone
made
himself
much
sport
out
of
him
by
his
authority
he
remains
here
which
he
thinks
is
a
patent
for
his
sauciness
and
indeed
he
has
no
pace
but
runs
where
he
will
lafeu
i
like
him
well
'tis
not
amiss
and
i
was
about
to
tell
you
since
i
heard
of
the
good
lady's
death
and
that
my
lord
your
son
was
upon
his
return
home
i
moved
the
king
my
master
to
speak
in
the
behalf
of
my
daughter
which
in
the
minority
of
them
both
his
majesty
out
of
a
self-gracious
remembrance
did
first
propose
his
highness
hath
promis'd
me
to
do
it
and
to
stop
up
the
displeasure
he
hath
conceived
against
your
son
there
is
no
fitter
matter
how
does
your
ladyship
like
it
countess
with
very
much
content
my
lord
and
i
wish
it
happily
effected
lafeu
his
highness
comes
post
from
marseilles
of
as
able
body
as
when
he
number'd
thirty
'a
will
be
here
to-morrow
or
i
am
deceiv'd
by
him
that
in
such
intelligence
hath
seldom
fail'd
countess
it
rejoices
me
that
i
hope
i
shall
see
him
ere
i
die
i
have
letters
that
my
son
will
be
here
to-night
i
shall
beseech
your
lordship
to
remain
with
me
tal
they
meet
together
lafeu
madam
i
was
thinking
with
what
manners
i
might
safely
be
admitted
countess
you
need
but
plead
your
honourable
privilege
lafeu
lady
of
that
i
have
made
a
bold
charter
but
i
thank
my
god
it
holds
yet
re-enter
clown
clown
o
madam
yonder's
my
lord
your
son
with
a
patch
of
velvet
on's
face
whether
there
be
a
scar
under
't
or
no
the
velvet
knows
but
'tis
a
goodly
patch
of
velvet
his
left
cheek
is
a
cheek
of
two
pile
and
a
half
but
his
right
cheek
is
worn
bare
lafeu
a
scar
nobly
got
or
a
noble
scar
is
a
good
liv'ry
of
honour
so
belike
is
that
clown
but
it
is
your
carbonado'd
face
lafeu
let
us
go
see
your
son
i
pray
you
i
long
to
talk
with
the
young
noble
soldier
clown
faith
there's
a
dozen
of
'em
with
delicate
fine
hats
and
most
courteous
feathers
which
bow
the
head
and
nod
at
every
man
exeunt
act
v
scene
1
marseilles
a
street
enter
helena
widow
and
diana
with
two
attendants
helena
but
this
exceeding
posting
day
and
night
must
wear
your
spirits
low
we
cannot
help
it
but
since
you
have
made
the
days
and
nights
as
one
to
wear
your
gentle
limbs
in
my
affairs
be
bold
you
do
so
grow
in
my
requital
as
nothing
can
unroot
you
enter
a
gentleman
in
happy
time!
this
man
may
help
me
to
his
majesty's
ear
if
he
would
spend
his
power
god
save
you
sir
gentleman
and
you
helena
sir
i
have
seen
you
in
the
court
of
france
gentleman
i
have
been
sometimes
there
helena
i
do
presume
sir
that
you
are
not
fall'n
from
the
report
that
goes
upon
your
goodness
and
therefore
goaded
with
most
sharp
occasions
which
lay
nice
manners
by
i
put
you
to
the
use
of
your
own
virtues
for
the
which
i
shall
continue
thankful
gentleman
what's
your
will
helena
that
it
will
please
you
to
give
this
poor
petition
to
the
king
and
aid
me
with
that
store
of
power
you
have
to
come
into
his
presence
gentleman
the
king's
not
here
helena
not
here
sir
gentleman
not
indeed
he
hence
remov'd
last
night
and
with
more
haste
than
is
his
use
widow
lord
how
we
lose
our
pains!
helena
all's
well
that
ends
well
yet
though
time
seem
so
adverse
and
means
unfit
i
do
beseech
you
whither
is
he
gone
gentleman
marry
as
i
take
it
to
rousillon
whither
i
am
going
helena
i
do
beseech
you
sir
since
you
are
like
to
see
the
king
before
me
commend
the
paper
to
his
gracious
hand
which
i
presume
shall
render
you
no
blame
but
rather
make
you
thank
your
pains
for
it
i
will
come
after
you
with
what
good
speed
our
means
will
make
us
means
gentleman
this
i'll
do
for
you
helena
and
you
shall
find
yourself
to
be
well
thank'd
whate'er
falls
more
we
must
to
horse
again
go
go
provide
exeunt
act
v
scene
2
rousillon
the
inner
court
of
the
count's
palace
enter
clown
and
parolles
parolles
good
monsieur
lavache
give
my
lord
lafeu
this
letter
i
have
ere
now
sir
been
better
known
to
you
when
i
have
held
familiarity
with
fresher
clothes
but
i
am
now
sir
muddied
in
fortune's
mood
and
smell
somewhat
strong
of
her
strong
displeasure
clown
truly
fortune's
displeasure
is
but
sluttish
if
it
smell
so
strongly
as
thou
speak'st
of
i
will
henceforth
eat
no
fish
of
fortune's
butt'ring
prithee
allow
the
wind
parolles
nay
you
need
not
to
stop
your
nose
sir
i
spake
but
by
a
metaphor
clown
indeed
sir
if
your
metaphor
stink
i
will
stop
my
nose
or
against
any
man's
metaphor
prithee
get
thee
further
parolles
pray
you
sir
deliver
me
this
paper
clown
foh!
prithee
stand
away
a
paper
from
fortune's
close-stool
to
give
to
a
nobleman!
look
here
he
comes
himself
enter
lafeu
here
is
a
pur
of
fortune's
sir
or
of
fortune's
cat
but
not
a
musk-cat
that
has
fall'n
into
the
unclean
fishpond
of
her
displeasure
and
as
he
says
is
muddied
withal
pray
you
sir
use
the
carp
as
you
may
for
he
looks
like
a
poor
decayed
ingenious
foolish
rascally
knave
i
do
pity
his
distress
in
my
similes
of
comfort
and
leave
him
to
your
lordship
exit
parolles
my
lord
i
am
a
man
whom
fortune
hath
cruelly
scratch'd
lafeu
and
what
would
you
have
me
to
do
'tis
too
late
to
pare
her
nails
now
wherein
have
you
played
the
knave
with
fortune
that
she
should
scratch
you
who
of
herself
is
a
good
lady
and
would
not
have
knaves
thrive
long
under
her
there's
a
cardecue
for
you
let
the
justices
make
you
and
fortune
friends
i
am
for
other
business
parolles
i
beseech
your
honour
to
hear
me
one
single
word
lafeu
you
beg
a
single
penny
more
come
you
shall
ha't
save
your
word
parolles
my
name
my
good
lord
is
parolles
lafeu
you
beg
more
than
word
then
cox
my
passion!
give
me
your
hand
how
does
your
drum
parolles
o
my
good
lord
you
were
the
first
that
found
me
lafeu
was
i
in
sooth
and
i
was
the
first
that
lost
thee
parolles
it
lies
in
you
my
lord
to
bring
me
in
some
grace
for
you
did
bring
me
out
lafeu
out
upon
thee
knave!
dost
thou
put
upon
me
at
once
both
the
office
of
god
and
the
devil
one
brings
the
in
grace
and
the
other
brings
thee
out
trumpets
sound
the
king's
coming
i
know
by
his
trumpets
sirrah
inquire
further
after
me
i
had
talk
of
you
last
night
though
you
are
a
fool
and
a
knave
you
shall
eat
go
to
follow
parolles
i
praise
god
for
you
exeunt
act
v
scene
3
rousillon
the
count's
palace
flourish
enter
king
countess
lafeu
the
two
french
lords
with
attendants
king
we
lost
a
jewel
of
her
and
our
esteem
was
made
much
poorer
by
it
but
your
son
as
mad
in
folly
lack'd
the
sense
to
know
her
estimation
home
countess
'tis
past
my
liege
and
i
beseech
your
majesty
to
make
it
natural
rebellion
done
i'
th'
blaze
of
youth
when
oil
and
fire
too
strong
for
reason's
force
o'erbears
it
and
burns
on
king
my
honour'd
lady
i
have
forgiven
and
forgotten
all
though
my
revenges
were
high
bent
upon
him
and
watch'd
the
time
to
shoot
lafeu
this
i
must
say-
but
first
i
beg
my
pardon
the
young
lord
did
to
his
majesty
his
mother
and
his
lady
offence
of
mighty
note
but
to
himself
the
greatest
wrong
of
all
he
lost
a
wife
whose
beauty
did
astonish
the
survey
of
richest
eyes
whose
words
all
ears
took
captive
whose
dear
perfection
hearts
that
scorn'd
to
serve
humbly
call'd
mistress
king
praising
what
is
lost
makes
the
remembrance
dear
well
call
him
hither
we
are
reconcil'd
and
the
first
view
shall
kill
all
repetition
let
him
not
ask
our
pardon
the
nature
of
his
great
offence
is
dead
and
deeper
than
oblivion
do
we
bury
th'
incensing
relics
of
it
let
him
approach
a
stranger
no
offender
and
inform
him
so
'tis
our
will
he
should
gentleman
i
shall
my
liege
exit
gentleman
king
what
says
he
to
your
daughter
have
you
spoke
lafeu
all
that
he
is
hath
reference
to
your
highness
king
then
shall
we
have
a
match
i
have
letters
sent
me
that
sets
him
high
in
fame
enter
bertram
lafeu
he
looks
well
on
't
king
i
am
not
a
day
of
season
for
thou
mayst
see
a
sunshine
and
a
hail
in
me
at
once
but
to
the
brightest
beams
distracted
clouds
give
way
so
stand
thou
forth
the
time
is
fair
again
bertram
my
high-repented
blames
dear
sovereign
pardon
to
me
king
all
is
whole
not
one
word
more
of
the
consumed
time
let's
take
the
instant
by
the
forward
top
for
we
are
old
and
on
our
quick'st
decrees
th'
inaudible
and
noiseless
foot
of
time
steals
ere
we
can
effect
them
you
remember
the
daughter
of
this
lord
bertram
admiringly
my
liege
at
first
i
stuck
my
choice
upon
her
ere
my
heart
durst
make
too
bold
herald
of
my
tongue
where
the
impression
of
mine
eye
infixing
contempt
his
scornful
perspective
did
lend
me
which
warp'd
the
line
of
every
other
favour
scorn'd
a
fair
colour
or
express'd
it
stol'n
extended
or
contracted
all
proportions
to
a
most
hideous
object
thence
it
came
that
she
whom
all
men
prais'd
and
whom
myself
since
i
have
lost
have
lov'd
was
in
mine
eye
the
dust
that
did
offend
it
king
well
excus'd
that
thou
didst
love
her
strikes
some
scores
away
from
the
great
compt
but
love
that
comes
too
late
like
a
remorseful
pardon
slowly
carried
to
the
great
sender
turns
a
sour
offence
crying
'that's
good
that's
gone
'
our
rash
faults
make
trivial
price
of
serious
things
we
have
not
knowing
them
until
we
know
their
grave
oft
our
displeasures
to
ourselves
unjust
destroy
our
friends
and
after
weep
their
dust
our
own
love
waking
cries
to
see
what's
done
while
shameful
hate
sleeps
out
the
afternoon
be
this
sweet
helen's
knell
and
now
forget
her
send
forth
your
amorous
token
for
fair
maudlin
the
main
consents
are
had
and
here
we'll
stay
to
see
our
widower's
second
marriage-day
countess
which
better
than
the
first
o
dear
heaven
bless!
or
ere
they
meet
in
me
o
nature
cesse!
lafeu
come
on
my
son
in
whom
my
house's
name
must
be
digested
give
a
favour
from
you
to
sparkle
in
the
spirits
of
my
daughter
that
she
may
quickly
come
bertram
gives
a
ring
by
my
old
beard
and
ev'ry
hair
that's
on
't
helen
that's
dead
was
a
sweet
creature
such
a
ring
as
this
the
last
that
e'er
i
took
her
leave
at
court
i
saw
upon
her
finger
bertram
hers
it
was
not
king
now
pray
you
let
me
see
it
for
mine
eye
while
i
was
speaking
oft
was
fasten'd
to't
this
ring
was
mine
and
when
i
gave
it
helen
i
bade
her
if
her
fortunes
ever
stood
necessitied
to
help
that
by
this
token
i
would
relieve
her
had
you
that
craft
to
reave
her
of
what
should
stead
her
most
bertram
my
gracious
sovereign
howe'er
it
pleases
you
to
take
it
so
the
ring
was
never
hers
countess
son
on
my
life
i
have
seen
her
wear
it
and
she
reckon'd
it
at
her
life's
rate
lafeu
i
am
sure
i
saw
her
wear
it
bertram
you
are
deceiv'd
my
lord
she
never
saw
it
in
florence
was
it
from
a
casement
thrown
me
wrapp'd
in
a
paper
which
contain'd
the
name
of
her
that
threw
it
noble
she
was
and
thought
i
stood
engag'd
but
when
i
had
subscrib'd
to
mine
own
fortune
and
inform'd
her
fully
i
could
not
answer
in
that
course
of
honour
as
she
had
made
the
overture
she
ceas'd
in
heavy
satisfaction
and
would
never
receive
the
ring
again
king
plutus
himself
that
knows
the
tinct
and
multiplying
med'cine
hath
not
in
nature's
mystery
more
science
than
i
have
in
this
ring
'twas
mine
'twas
helen's
whoever
gave
it
you
then
if
you
know
that
you
are
well
acquainted
with
yourself
confess
'twas
hers
and
by
what
rough
enforcement
you
got
it
from
her
she
call'd
the
saints
to
surety
that
she
would
never
put
it
from
her
finger
unless
she
gave
it
to
yourself
in
bed-
where
you
have
never
come-
or
sent
it
us
upon
her
great
disaster
bertram
she
never
saw
it
king
thou
speak'st
it
falsely
as
i
love
mine
honour
and
mak'st
conjectural
fears
to
come
into
me
which
i
would
fain
shut
out
if
it
should
prove
that
thou
art
so
inhuman-
'twill
not
prove
so
and
yet
i
know
not-
thou
didst
hate
her
deadly
and
she
is
dead
which
nothing
but
to
close
her
eyes
myself
could
win
me
to
believe
more
than
to
see
this
ring
take
him
away
guards
seize
bertram
my
fore-past
proofs
howe'er
the
matter
fall
shall
tax
my
fears
of
little
vanity
having
vainly
fear'd
too
little
away
with
him
we'll
sift
this
matter
further
bertram
if
you
shall
prove
this
ring
was
ever
hers
you
shall
as
easy
prove
that
i
husbanded
her
bed
in
florence
where
she
yet
never
was
exit
guarded
king
i
am
wrapp'd
in
dismal
thinkings
enter
a
gentleman
gentleman
gracious
sovereign
whether
i
have
been
to
blame
or
no
i
know
not
here's
a
petition
from
a
florentine
who
hath
for
four
or
five
removes
come
short
to
tender
it
herself
i
undertook
it
vanquish'd
thereto
by
the
fair
grace
and
speech
of
the
poor
suppliant
who
by
this
i
know
is
here
attending
her
business
looks
in
her
with
an
importing
visage
and
she
told
me
in
a
sweet
verbal
brief
it
did
concern
your
highness
with
herself
king
reads
the
letter
'upon
his
many
protestations
to
marry
me
when
his
wife
was
dead
i
blush
to
say
it
he
won
me
now
is
the
count
rousillon
a
widower
his
vows
are
forfeited
to
me
and
my
honour's
paid
to
him
he
stole
from
florence
taking
no
leave
and
i
follow
him
to
his
country
for
justice
grant
it
me
o
king!
in
you
it
best
lies
otherwise
a
seducer
flourishes
and
a
poor
maid
is
undone
diana
capilet
'
lafeu
i
will
buy
me
a
son-in-law
in
a
fair
and
toll
for
this
i'll
none
of
him
king
the
heavens
have
thought
well
on
thee
lafeu
to
bring
forth
this
discov'ry
seek
these
suitors
go
speedily
and
bring
again
the
count
exeunt
attendants
i
am
afeard
the
life
of
helen
lady
was
foully
snatch'd
countess
now
justice
on
the
doers!
enter
bertram
guarded
king
i
wonder
sir
sith
wives
are
monsters
to
you
and
that
you
fly
them
as
you
swear
them
lordship
yet
you
desire
to
marry
enter
widow
and
diana
what
woman's
that
diana
i
am
my
lord
a
wretched
florentine
derived
from
the
ancient
capilet
my
suit
as
i
do
understand
you
know
and
therefore
know
how
far
i
may
be
pitied
widow
i
am
her
mother
sir
whose
age
and
honour
both
suffer
under
this
complaint
we
bring
and
both
shall
cease
without
your
remedy
king
come
hither
count
do
you
know
these
women
bertram
my
lord
i
neither
can
nor
will
deny
but
that
i
know
them
do
they
charge
me
further
diana
why
do
you
look
so
strange
upon
your
wife
bertram
she's
none
of
mine
my
lord
diana
if
you
shall
marry
you
give
away
this
hand
and
that
is
mine
you
give
away
heaven's
vows
and
those
are
mine
you
give
away
myself
which
is
known
mine
for
i
by
vow
am
so
embodied
yours
that
she
which
marries
you
must
marry
me
either
both
or
none
lafeu
to
bertram
your
reputation
comes
too
short
for
my
daughter
you
are
no
husband
for
her
bertram
my
lord
this
is
a
fond
and
desp'rate
creature
whom
sometime
i
have
laugh'd
with
let
your
highness
lay
a
more
noble
thought
upon
mine
honour
than
for
to
think
that
i
would
sink
it
here
king
sir
for
my
thoughts
you
have
them
ill
to
friend
till
your
deeds
gain
them
fairer
prove
your
honour
than
in
my
thought
it
lies!
diana
good
my
lord
ask
him
upon
his
oath
if
he
does
think
he
had
not
my
virginity
king
what
say'st
thou
to
her
bertram
she's
impudent
my
lord
and
was
a
common
gamester
to
the
camp
diana
he
does
me
wrong
my
lord
if
i
were
so
he
might
have
bought
me
at
a
common
price
do
not
believe
him
o
behold
this
ring
whose
high
respect
and
rich
validity
did
lack
a
parallel
yet
for
all
that
he
gave
it
to
a
commoner
o'
th'
camp
if
i
be
one
countess
he
blushes
and
'tis
it
of
six
preceding
ancestors
that
gem
conferr'd
by
testament
to
th'
sequent
issue
hath
it
been
ow'd
and
worn
this
is
his
wife
that
ring's
a
thousand
proofs
king
methought
you
said
you
saw
one
here
in
court
could
witness
it
diana
i
did
my
lord
but
loath
am
to
produce
so
bad
an
instrument
his
name's
parolles
lafeu
i
saw
the
man
to-day
if
man
he
be
king
find
him
and
bring
him
hither
exit
an
attendant
bertram
what
of
him
he's
quoted
for
a
most
perfidious
slave
with
all
the
spots
o'
th'
world
tax'd
and
debauch'd
whose
nature
sickens
but
to
speak
a
truth
am
i
or
that
or
this
for
what
he'll
utter
that
will
speak
anything
king
she
hath
that
ring
of
yours
bertram
i
think
she
has
certain
it
is
i
lik'd
her
and
boarded
her
i'
th'
wanton
way
of
youth
she
knew
her
distance
and
did
angle
for
me
madding
my
eagerness
with
her
restraint
as
all
impediments
in
fancy's
course
are
motives
of
more
fancy
and
in
fine
her
infinite
cunning
with
her
modern
grace
subdu'd
me
to
her
rate
she
got
the
ring
and
i
had
that
which
any
inferior
might
at
market-price
have
bought
diana
i
must
be
patient
you
that
have
turn'd
off
a
first
so
noble
wife
may
justly
diet
me
i
pray
you
yet-
since
you
lack
virtue
i
will
lose
a
husband-
send
for
your
ring
i
will
return
it
home
and
give
me
mine
again
bertram
i
have
it
not
king
what
ring
was
yours
i
pray
you
diana
sir
much
like
the
same
upon
your
finger
king
know
you
this
ring
this
ring
was
his
of
late
diana
and
this
was
it
i
gave
him
being
abed
king
the
story
then
goes
false
you
threw
it
him
out
of
a
casement
diana
i
have
spoke
the
truth
enter
parolles
bertram
my
lord
i
do
confess
the
ring
was
hers
king
you
boggle
shrewdly
every
feather
starts
you
is
this
the
man
you
speak
of
diana
ay
my
lord
king
tell
me
sirrah-but
tell
me
true
i
charge
you
not
fearing
the
displeasure
of
your
master
which
on
your
just
proceeding
i'll
keep
off-
by
him
and
by
this
woman
here
what
know
you
parolles
so
please
your
majesty
my
master
hath
been
an
honourable
gentleman
tricks
he
hath
had
in
him
which
gentlemen
have
king
come
come
to
th'
purpose
did
he
love
this
woman
parolles
faith
sir
he
did
love
her
but
how
king
how
i
pray
you
parolles
he
did
love
her
sir
as
a
gentleman
loves
a
woman
king
how
is
that
parolles
he
lov'd
her
sir
and
lov'd
her
not
king
as
thou
art
a
knave
and
no
knave
what
an
equivocal
companion
is
this!
parolles
i
am
a
poor
man
and
at
your
majesty's
command
lafeu
he's
a
good
drum
my
lord
but
a
naughty
orator
diana
do
you
know
he
promis'd
me
marriage
parolles
faith
i
know
more
than
i'll
speak
king
but
wilt
thou
not
speak
all
thou
know'st
parolles
yes
so
please
your
majesty
i
did
go
between
them
as
i
said
but
more
than
that
he
loved
her-for
indeed
he
was
mad
for
her
and
talk'd
of
satan
and
of
limbo
and
of
furies
and
i
know
not
what
yet
i
was
in
that
credit
with
them
at
that
time
that
i
knew
of
their
going
to
bed
and
of
other
motions
as
promising
her
marriage
and
things
which
would
derive
me
ill
will
to
speak
of
therefore
i
will
not
speak
what
i
know
king
thou
hast
spoken
all
already
unless
thou
canst
say
they
are
married
but
thou
art
too
fine
in
thy
evidence
therefore
stand
aside
this
ring
you
say
was
yours
diana
ay
my
good
lord
king
where
did
you
buy
it
or
who
gave
it
you
diana
it
was
not
given
me
nor
i
did
not
buy
it
king
who
lent
it
you
diana
it
was
not
lent
me
neither
king
where
did
you
find
it
then
diana
i
found
it
not
king
if
it
were
yours
by
none
of
all
these
ways
how
could
you
give
it
him
diana
i
never
gave
it
him
lafeu
this
woman's
an
easy
glove
my
lord
she
goes
of
and
on
at
pleasure
king
this
ring
was
mine
i
gave
it
his
first
wife
diana
it
might
be
yours
or
hers
for
aught
i
know
king
take
her
away
i
do
not
like
her
now
to
prison
with
her
and
away
with
him
unless
thou
tell'st
me
where
thou
hadst
this
ring
thou
diest
within
this
hour
diana
i'll
never
tell
you
king
take
her
away
diana
i'll
put
in
bail
my
liege
king
i
think
thee
now
some
common
customer
diana
by
jove
if
ever
i
knew
man
'twas
you
king
wherefore
hast
thou
accus'd
him
all
this
while
diana
because
he's
guilty
and
he
is
not
guilty
he
knows
i
am
no
maid
and
he'll
swear
to't
i'll
swear
i
am
a
maid
and
he
knows
not
great
king
i
am
no
strumpet
by
my
life
i
am
either
maid
or
else
this
old
man's
wife
pointing
to
lafeu
king
she
does
abuse
our
ears
to
prison
with
her
diana
good
mother
fetch
my
bail
stay
royal
sir
exit
widow
the
jeweller
that
owes
the
ring
is
sent
for
and
he
shall
surety
me
but
for
this
lord
who
hath
abus'd
me
as
he
knows
himself
though
yet
he
never
harm'd
me
here
i
quit
him
he
knows
himself
my
bed
he
hath
defil'd
and
at
that
time
he
got
his
wife
with
child
dead
though
she
be
she
feels
her
young
one
kick
so
there's
my
riddle
one
that's
dead
is
quick-
and
now
behold
the
meaning
re-enter
widow
with
helena
king
is
there
no
exorcist
beguiles
the
truer
office
of
mine
eyes
is't
real
that
i
see
helena
no
my
good
lord
'tis
but
the
shadow
of
a
wife
you
see
the
name
and
not
the
thing
bertram
both
both
o
pardon!
helena
o
my
good
lord
when
i
was
like
this
maid
i
found
you
wondrous
kind
there
is
your
ring
and
look
you
here's
your
letter
this
it
says
'when
from
my
finger
you
can
get
this
ring
and
are
by
me
with
child
'
etc
this
is
done
will
you
be
mine
now
you
are
doubly
won
bertram
if
she
my
liege
can
make
me
know
this
clearly
i'll
love
her
dearly
ever
ever
dearly
helena
if
it
appear
not
plain
and
prove
untrue
deadly
divorce
step
between
me
and
you!
o
my
dear
mother
do
i
see
you
living
lafeu
mine
eyes
smell
onions
i
shall
weep
anon
to
parolles
good
tom
drum
lend
me
a
handkercher
so
i
thank
thee
wait
on
me
home
i'll
make
sport
with
thee
let
thy
curtsies
alone
they
are
scurvy
ones
king
let
us
from
point
to
point
this
story
know
to
make
the
even
truth
in
pleasure
flow
to
diana
if
thou
beest
yet
a
fresh
uncropped
flower
choose
thou
thy
husband
and
i'll
pay
thy
dower
for
i
can
guess
that
by
thy
honest
aid
thou
kept'st
a
wife
herself
thyself
a
maid
-
of
that
and
all
the
progress
more
and
less
resolvedly
more
leisure
shall
express
all
yet
seems
well
and
if
it
end
so
meet
the
bitter
past
more
welcome
is
the
sweet
flourish
epilogue
epilogue
king
the
king's
a
beggar
now
the
play
is
done
all
is
well
ended
if
this
suit
be
won
that
you
express
content
which
we
will
pay
with
strife
to
please
you
day
exceeding
day
ours
be
your
patience
then
and
yours
our
parts
your
gentle
hands
lend
us
and
take
our
hearts
exeunt
omnes
the
end
1607
the
tragedy
of
antony
and
cleopatra
by
william
shakespeare
dramatis
personae
mark
antony
triumvirs
octavius
caesar
"
m
aemilius
lepidus
"
sextus
pompeius
"
domitius
enobarbus
friend
to
antony
ventidius
"
"
"
eros
"
"
"
scarus
"
"
"
dercetas
"
"
"
demetrius
"
"
"
philo
"
"
"
maecenas
friend
to
caesar
agrippa
"
"
"
dolabella
"
"
"
proculeius
"
"
"
thyreus
"
"
"
gallus
"
"
"
menas
friend
to
pompey
menecrates
"
"
"
varrius
"
"
"
taurus
lieutenant-general
to
caesar
canidius
lieutenant-general
to
antony
silius
an
officer
in
ventidius's
army
euphronius
an
ambassador
from
antony
to
caesar
alexas
attendant
on
cleopatra
mardian
"
"
"
seleucus
"
"
"
diomedes
"
"
"
a
soothsayer
a
clown
cleopatra
queen
of
egypt
octavia
sister
to
caesar
and
wife
to
antony
charmian
lady
attending
on
cleopatra
iras
"
"
"
"
officers
soldiers
messengers
and
attendants
scene
the
roman
empire
act
i
scene
i
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
demetrius
and
philo
philo
nay
but
this
dotage
of
our
general's
o'erflows
the
measure
those
his
goodly
eyes
that
o'er
the
files
and
musters
of
the
war
have
glow'd
like
plated
mars
now
bend
now
turn
the
office
and
devotion
of
their
view
upon
a
tawny
front
his
captain's
heart
which
in
the
scuffles
of
great
fights
hath
burst
the
buckles
on
his
breast
reneges
all
temper
and
is
become
the
bellows
and
the
fan
to
cool
a
gipsy's
lust
flourish
enter
antony
cleopatra
her
ladies
the
train
with
eunuchs
fanning
her
look
where
they
come!
take
but
good
note
and
you
shall
see
in
him
the
triple
pillar
of
the
world
transform'd
into
a
strumpet's
fool
behold
and
see
cleopatra
if
it
be
love
indeed
tell
me
how
much
antony
there's
beggary
in
the
love
that
can
be
reckon'd
cleopatra
i'll
set
a
bourn
how
far
to
be
belov'd
antony
then
must
thou
needs
find
out
new
heaven
new
earth
enter
a
messenger
messenger
news
my
good
lord
from
rome
antony
grates
me
the
sum
cleopatra
nay
hear
them
antony
fulvia
perchance
is
angry
or
who
knows
if
the
scarce-bearded
caesar
have
not
sent
his
pow'rful
mandate
to
you
'do
this
or
this
take
in
that
kingdom
and
enfranchise
that
perform't
or
else
we
damn
thee
'
antony
how
my
love
cleopatra
perchance
nay
and
most
like
you
must
not
stay
here
longer
your
dismission
is
come
from
caesar
therefore
hear
it
antony
where's
fulvia's
process
caesar's
i
would
say
both
call
in
the
messengers
as
i
am
egypt's
queen
thou
blushest
antony
and
that
blood
of
thine
is
caesar's
homager
else
so
thy
cheek
pays
shame
when
shrill-tongu'd
fulvia
scolds
the
messengers!
antony
let
rome
in
tiber
melt
and
the
wide
arch
of
the
rang'd
empire
fall!
here
is
my
space
kingdoms
are
clay
our
dungy
earth
alike
feeds
beast
as
man
the
nobleness
of
life
is
to
do
thus
emhracing
when
such
a
mutual
pair
and
such
a
twain
can
do't
in
which
i
bind
on
pain
of
punishment
the
world
to
weet
we
stand
up
peerless
cleopatra
excellent
falsehood!
why
did
he
marry
fulvia
and
not
love
her
i'll
seem
the
fool
i
am
not
antony
will
be
himself
antony
but
stirr'd
by
cleopatra
now
for
the
love
of
love
and
her
soft
hours
let's
not
confound
the
time
with
conference
harsh
there's
not
a
minute
of
our
lives
should
stretch
without
some
pleasure
now
what
sport
to-night
cleopatra
hear
the
ambassadors
antony
fie
wrangling
queen!
whom
everything
becomes-
to
chide
to
laugh
to
weep
whose
every
passion
fully
strives
to
make
itself
in
thee
fair
and
admir'd
no
messenger
but
thine
and
all
alone
to-night
we'll
wander
through
the
streets
and
note
the
qualities
of
people
come
my
queen
last
night
you
did
desire
it
speak
not
to
us
exeunt
antony
and
cleopatra
with
the
train
demetrius
is
caesar
with
antonius
priz'd
so
slight
philo
sir
sometimes
when
he
is
not
antony
he
comes
too
short
of
that
great
property
which
still
should
go
with
antony
demetrius
i
am
full
sorry
that
he
approves
the
common
liar
who
thus
speaks
of
him
at
rome
but
i
will
hope
of
better
deeds
to-morrow
rest
you
happy!
exeunt
scene
ii
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
charmian
iras
alexas
and
a
soothsayer
charmian
lord
alexas
sweet
alexas
most
anything
alexas
almost
most
absolute
alexas
where's
the
soothsayer
that
you
prais'd
so
to
th'
queen
o
that
i
knew
this
husband
which
you
say
must
charge
his
horns
with
garlands!
alexas
soothsayer!
soothsayer
your
will
charmian
is
this
the
man
is't
you
sir
that
know
things
soothsayer
in
nature's
infinite
book
of
secrecy
a
little
i
can
read
alexas
show
him
your
hand
enter
enobarbus
enobarbus
bring
in
the
banquet
quickly
wine
enough
cleopatra's
health
to
drink
charmian
good
sir
give
me
good
fortune
soothsayer
i
make
not
but
foresee
charmian
pray
then
foresee
me
one
soothsayer
you
shall
be
yet
far
fairer
than
you
are
charmian
he
means
in
flesh
iras
no
you
shall
paint
when
you
are
old
charmian
wrinkles
forbid!
alexas
vex
not
his
prescience
be
attentive
charmian
hush!
soothsayer
you
shall
be
more
beloving
than
beloved
charmian
i
had
rather
heat
my
liver
with
drinking
alexas
nay
hear
him
charmian
good
now
some
excellent
fortune!
let
me
be
married
to
three
kings
in
a
forenoon
and
widow
them
all
let
me
have
a
child
at
fifty
to
whom
herod
of
jewry
may
do
homage
find
me
to
marry
me
with
octavius
caesar
and
companion
me
with
my
mistress
soothsayer
you
shall
outlive
the
lady
whom
you
serve
charmian
o
excellent!
i
love
long
life
better
than
figs
soothsayer
you
have
seen
and
prov'd
a
fairer
former
fortune
than
that
which
is
to
approach
charmian
then
belike
my
children
shall
have
no
names
prithee
how
many
boys
and
wenches
must
i
have
soothsayer
if
every
of
your
wishes
had
a
womb
and
fertile
every
wish
a
million
charmian
out
fool!
i
forgive
thee
for
a
witch
alexas
you
think
none
but
your
sheets
are
privy
to
your
wishes
charmian
nay
come
tell
iras
hers
alexas
we'll
know
all
our
fortunes
enobarbus
mine
and
most
of
our
fortunes
to-night
shall
be-
drunk
to
bed
iras
there's
a
palm
presages
chastity
if
nothing
else
charmian
e'en
as
the
o'erflowing
nilus
presageth
famine
iras
go
you
wild
bedfellow
you
cannot
soothsay
charmian
nay
if
an
oily
palm
be
not
a
fruitful
prognostication
i
cannot
scratch
mine
ear
prithee
tell
her
but
worky-day
fortune
soothsayer
your
fortunes
are
alike
iras
but
how
but
how
give
me
particulars
soothsayer
i
have
said
iras
am
i
not
an
inch
of
fortune
better
than
she
charmian
well
if
you
were
but
an
inch
of
fortune
better
than
i
where
would
you
choose
it
iras
not
in
my
husband's
nose
charmian
our
worser
thoughts
heavens
mend!
alexas-
come
his
fortune
his
fortune!
o
let
him
marry
a
woman
that
cannot
go
sweet
isis
i
beseech
thee!
and
let
her
die
too
and
give
him
a
worse!
and
let
worse
follow
worse
till
the
worst
of
all
follow
him
laughing
to
his
grave
fiftyfold
a
cuckold!
good
isis
hear
me
this
prayer
though
thou
deny
me
a
matter
of
more
weight
good
isis
i
beseech
thee!
iras
amen
dear
goddess
hear
that
prayer
of
the
people!
for
as
it
is
a
heartbreaking
to
see
a
handsome
man
loose-wiv'd
so
it
is
a
deadly
sorrow
to
behold
a
foul
knave
uncuckolded
therefore
dear
isis
keep
decorum
and
fortune
him
accordingly!
charmian
amen
alexas
lo
now
if
it
lay
in
their
hands
to
make
me
a
cuckold
they
would
make
themselves
whores
but
they'ld
do't!
enter
cleopatra
enobarbus
hush!
here
comes
antony
charmian
not
he
the
queen
cleopatra
saw
you
my
lord
enobarbus
no
lady
cleopatra
was
he
not
here
charmian
no
madam
cleopatra
he
was
dispos'd
to
mirth
but
on
the
sudden
a
roman
thought
hath
struck
him
enobarbus!
enobarbus
madam
cleopatra
seek
him
and
bring
him
hither
where's
alexas
alexas
here
at
your
service
my
lord
approaches
enter
antony
with
a
messenger
and
attendants
cleopatra
we
will
not
look
upon
him
go
with
us
exeunt
cleopatra
enobarbus
and
the
rest
messenger
fulvia
thy
wife
first
came
into
the
field
antony
against
my
brother
lucius
messenger
ay
but
soon
that
war
had
end
and
the
time's
state
made
friends
of
them
jointing
their
force
'gainst
caesar
whose
better
issue
in
the
war
from
italy
upon
the
first
encounter
drave
them
antony
well
what
worst
messenger
the
nature
of
bad
news
infects
the
teller
antony
when
it
concerns
the
fool
or
coward
on!
things
that
are
past
are
done
with
me
'tis
thus
who
tells
me
true
though
in
his
tale
lie
death
i
hear
him
as
he
flatter'd
messenger
labienus-
this
is
stiff
news-
hath
with
his
parthian
force
extended
asia
from
euphrates
his
conquering
banner
shook
from
syria
to
lydia
and
to
ionia
whilst-
antony
antony
thou
wouldst
say
messenger
o
my
lord!
antony
speak
to
me
home
mince
not
the
general
tongue
name
cleopatra
as
she
is
call'd
in
rome
rail
thou
in
fulvia's
phrase
and
taunt
my
faults
with
such
full
licence
as
both
truth
and
malice
have
power
to
utter
o
then
we
bring
forth
weeds
when
our
quick
minds
lie
still
and
our
ills
told
us
is
as
our
earing
fare
thee
well
awhile
messenger
at
your
noble
pleasure
exit
antony
from
sicyon
ho
the
news!
speak
there!
first
attendant
the
man
from
sicyon-
is
there
such
an
one
second
attendant
he
stays
upon
your
will
antony
let
him
appear
these
strong
egyptian
fetters
i
must
break
or
lose
myself
in
dotage
enter
another
messenger
with
a
letter
what
are
you
second
messenger
fulvia
thy
wife
is
dead
antony
where
died
she
second
messenger
in
sicyon
her
length
of
sickness
with
what
else
more
serious
importeth
thee
to
know
this
bears
gives
the
letter
antony
forbear
me
exit
messenger
there's
a
great
spirit
gone!
thus
did
i
desire
it
what
our
contempts
doth
often
hurl
from
us
we
wish
it
ours
again
the
present
pleasure
by
revolution
low'ring
does
become
the
opposite
of
itself
she's
good
being
gone
the
hand
could
pluck
her
back
that
shov'd
her
on
i
must
from
this
enchanting
queen
break
off
ten
thousand
harms
more
than
the
ills
i
know
my
idleness
doth
hatch
how
now
enobarbus!
re-enter
enobarbus
enobarbus
what's
your
pleasure
sir
antony
i
must
with
haste
from
hence
enobarbus
why
then
we
kill
all
our
women
we
see
how
mortal
an
unkindness
is
to
them
if
they
suffer
our
departure
death's
the
word
antony
i
must
be
gone
enobarbus
under
a
compelling
occasion
let
women
die
it
were
pity
to
cast
them
away
for
nothing
though
between
them
and
a
great
cause
they
should
be
esteemed
nothing
cleopatra
catching
but
the
least
noise
of
this
dies
instantly
i
have
seen
her
die
twenty
times
upon
far
poorer
moment
i
do
think
there
is
mettle
in
death
which
commits
some
loving
act
upon
her
she
hath
such
a
celerity
in
dying
antony
she
is
cunning
past
man's
thought
enobarbus
alack
sir
no!
her
passions
are
made
of
nothing
but
the
finest
part
of
pure
love
we
cannot
call
her
winds
and
waters
sighs
and
tears
they
are
greater
storms
and
tempests
than
almanacs
can
report
this
cannot
be
cunning
in
her
if
it
be
she
makes
a
show'r
of
rain
as
well
as
jove
antony
would
i
had
never
seen
her!
enobarbus
o
sir
you
had
then
left
unseen
a
wonderful
piece
of
work
which
not
to
have
been
blest
withal
would
have
discredited
your
travel
antony
fulvia
is
dead
enobarbus
sir
antony
fulvia
is
dead
enobarbus
fulvia
antony
dead
enobarbus
why
sir
give
the
gods
a
thankful
sacrifice
when
it
pleaseth
their
deities
to
take
the
wife
of
a
man
from
him
it
shows
to
man
the
tailors
of
the
earth
comforting
therein
that
when
old
robes
are
worn
out
there
are
members
to
make
new
if
there
were
no
more
women
but
fulvia
then
had
you
indeed
a
cut
and
the
case
to
be
lamented
this
grief
is
crown'd
with
consolation
your
old
smock
brings
forth
a
new
petticoat
and
indeed
the
tears
live
in
an
onion
that
should
water
this
sorrow
antony
the
business
she
hath
broached
in
the
state
cannot
endure
my
absence
enobarbus
and
the
business
you
have
broach'd
here
cannot
be
without
you
especially
that
of
cleopatra's
which
wholly
depends
on
your
abode
antony
no
more
light
answers
let
our
officers
have
notice
what
we
purpose
i
shall
break
the
cause
of
our
expedience
to
the
queen
and
get
her
leave
to
part
for
not
alone
the
death
of
fulvia
with
more
urgent
touches
do
strongly
speak
to
us
but
the
letters
to
of
many
our
contriving
friends
in
rome
petition
us
at
home
sextus
pompeius
hath
given
the
dare
to
caesar
and
commands
the
empire
of
the
sea
our
slippery
people
whose
love
is
never
link'd
to
the
deserver
till
his
deserts
are
past
begin
to
throw
pompey
the
great
and
all
his
dignities
upon
his
son
who
high
in
name
and
power
higher
than
both
in
blood
and
life
stands
up
for
the
main
soldier
whose
quality
going
on
the
sides
o'
th'
world
may
danger
much
is
breeding
which
like
the
courser's
hair
hath
yet
but
life
and
not
a
serpent's
poison
say
our
pleasure
to
such
whose
place
is
under
us
requires
our
quick
remove
from
hence
enobarbus
i
shall
do't
exeunt
scene
iii
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
cleopatra
charmian
iras
and
alexas
cleopatra
where
is
he
charmian
i
did
not
see
him
since
cleopatra
see
where
he
is
who's
with
him
what
he
does
i
did
not
send
you
if
you
find
him
sad
say
i
am
dancing
if
in
mirth
report
that
i
am
sudden
sick
quick
and
return
exit
alexas
charmian
madam
methinks
if
you
did
love
him
dearly
you
do
not
hold
the
method
to
enforce
the
like
from
him
cleopatra
what
should
i
do
i
do
not
charmian
in
each
thing
give
him
way
cross
him
in
nothing
cleopatra
thou
teachest
like
a
fool-
the
way
to
lose
him
charmian
tempt
him
not
so
too
far
i
wish
forbear
in
time
we
hate
that
which
we
often
fear
enter
antony
but
here
comes
antony
cleopatra
i
am
sick
and
sullen
antony
i
am
sorry
to
give
breathing
to
my
purpose-
cleopatra
help
me
away
dear
charmian
i
shall
fall
it
cannot
be
thus
long
the
sides
of
nature
will
not
sustain
it
antony
now
my
dearest
queen-
cleopatra
pray
you
stand
farther
from
me
antony
what's
the
matter
cleopatra
i
know
by
that
same
eye
there's
some
good
news
what
says
the
married
woman
you
may
go
would
she
had
never
given
you
leave
to
come!
let
her
not
say
'tis
i
that
keep
you
here-
i
have
no
power
upon
you
hers
you
are
antony
the
gods
best
know-
cleopatra
o
never
was
there
queen
so
mightily
betray'd!
yet
at
the
first
i
saw
the
treasons
planted
antony
cleopatra-
cleopatra
why
should
i
think
you
can
be
mine
and
true
though
you
in
swearing
shake
the
throned
gods
who
have
been
false
to
fulvia
riotous
madness
to
be
entangled
with
those
mouth-made
vows
which
break
themselves
in
swearing!
antony
most
sweet
queen-
cleopatra
nay
pray
you
seek
no
colour
for
your
going
but
bid
farewell
and
go
when
you
sued
staying
then
was
the
time
for
words
no
going
then!
eternity
was
in
our
lips
and
eyes
bliss
in
our
brows'
bent
none
our
parts
so
poor
but
was
a
race
of
heaven
they
are
so
still
or
thou
the
greatest
soldier
of
the
world
art
turn'd
the
greatest
liar
antony
how
now
lady!
cleopatra
i
would
i
had
thy
inches
thou
shouldst
know
there
were
a
heart
in
egypt
antony
hear
me
queen
the
strong
necessity
of
time
commands
our
services
awhile
but
my
full
heart
remains
in
use
with
you
our
italy
shines
o'er
with
civil
swords
sextus
pompeius
makes
his
approaches
to
the
port
of
rome
equality
of
two
domestic
powers
breed
scrupulous
faction
the
hated
grown
to
strength
are
newly
grown
to
love
the
condemn'd
pompey
rich
in
his
father's
honour
creeps
apace
into
the
hearts
of
such
as
have
not
thrived
upon
the
present
state
whose
numbers
threaten
and
quietness
grown
sick
of
rest
would
purge
by
any
desperate
change
my
more
particular
and
that
which
most
with
you
should
safe
my
going
is
fulvia's
death
cleopatra
though
age
from
folly
could
not
give
me
freedom
it
does
from
childishness
can
fulvia
die
antony
she's
dead
my
queen
look
here
and
at
thy
sovereign
leisure
read
the
garboils
she
awak'd
at
the
last
best
see
when
and
where
she
died
cleopatra
o
most
false
love!
where
be
the
sacred
vials
thou
shouldst
fill
with
sorrowful
water
now
i
see
i
see
in
fulvia's
death
how
mine
receiv'd
shall
be
antony
quarrel
no
more
but
be
prepar'd
to
know
the
purposes
i
bear
which
are
or
cease
as
you
shall
give
th'
advice
by
the
fire
that
quickens
nilus'
slime
i
go
from
hence
thy
soldier
servant
making
peace
or
war
as
thou
affects
cleopatra
cut
my
lace
charmian
come!
but
let
it
be
i
am
quickly
ill
and
well-
so
antony
loves
antony
my
precious
queen
forbear
and
give
true
evidence
to
his
love
which
stands
an
honourable
trial
cleopatra
so
fulvia
told
me
i
prithee
turn
aside
and
weep
for
her
then
bid
adieu
to
me
and
say
the
tears
belong
to
egypt
good
now
play
one
scene
of
excellent
dissembling
and
let
it
look
like
perfect
honour
antony
you'll
heat
my
blood
no
more
cleopatra
you
can
do
better
yet
but
this
is
meetly
antony
now
by
my
sword-
cleopatra
and
target
still
he
mends
but
this
is
not
the
best
look
prithee
charmian
how
this
herculean
roman
does
become
the
carriage
of
his
chafe
antony
i'll
leave
you
lady
cleopatra
courteous
lord
one
word
sir
you
and
i
must
part-
but
that's
not
it
sir
you
and
i
have
lov'd-
but
there's
not
it
that
you
know
well
something
it
is
i
would-
o
my
oblivion
is
a
very
antony
and
i
am
all
forgotten!
antony
but
that
your
royalty
holds
idleness
your
subject
i
should
take
you
for
idleness
itself
cleopatra
'tis
sweating
labour
to
bear
such
idleness
so
near
the
heart
as
cleopatra
this
but
sir
forgive
me
since
my
becomings
kill
me
when
they
do
not
eye
well
to
you
your
honour
calls
you
hence
therefore
be
deaf
to
my
unpitied
folly
and
all
the
gods
go
with
you!
upon
your
sword
sit
laurel
victory
and
smooth
success
be
strew'd
before
your
feet!
antony
let
us
go
come
our
separation
so
abides
and
flies
that
thou
residing
here
goes
yet
with
me
and
i
hence
fleeting
here
remain
with
thee
away!
exeunt
scene
iv
rome
caesar's
house
enter
octavius
caesar
reading
a
letter
lepidus
and
their
train
caesar
you
may
see
lepidus
and
henceforth
know
it
is
not
caesar's
natural
vice
to
hate
our
great
competitor
from
alexandria
this
is
the
news
he
fishes
drinks
and
wastes
the
lamps
of
night
in
revel
is
not
more
manlike
than
cleopatra
nor
the
queen
of
ptolemy
more
womanly
than
he
hardly
gave
audience
or
vouchsaf'd
to
think
he
had
partners
you
shall
find
there
a
man
who
is
the
abstract
of
all
faults
that
all
men
follow
lepidus
i
must
not
think
there
are
evils
enow
to
darken
all
his
goodness
his
faults
in
him
seem
as
the
spots
of
heaven
more
fiery
by
night's
blackness
hereditary
rather
than
purchas'd
what
he
cannot
change
than
what
he
chooses
caesar
you
are
too
indulgent
let's
grant
it
is
not
amiss
to
tumble
on
the
bed
of
ptolemy
to
give
a
kingdom
for
a
mirth
to
sit
and
keep
the
turn
of
tippling
with
a
slave
to
reel
the
streets
at
noon
and
stand
the
buffet
with
knaves
that
smell
of
sweat
say
this
becomes
him-
as
his
composure
must
be
rare
indeed
whom
these
things
cannot
blemish-
yet
must
antony
no
way
excuse
his
foils
when
we
do
bear
so
great
weight
in
his
lightness
if
he
fill'd
his
vacancy
with
his
voluptuousness
full
surfeits
and
the
dryness
of
his
bones
call
on
him
for't!
but
to
confound
such
time
that
drums
him
from
his
sport
and
speaks
as
loud
as
his
own
state
and
ours-
'tis
to
be
chid
as
we
rate
boys
who
being
mature
in
knowledge
pawn
their
experience
to
their
present
pleasure
and
so
rebel
to
judgment
enter
a
messenger
lepidus
here's
more
news
messenger
thy
biddings
have
been
done
and
every
hour
most
noble
caesar
shalt
thou
have
report
how
'tis
abroad
pompey
is
strong
at
sea
and
it
appears
he
is
belov'd
of
those
that
only
have
fear'd
caesar
to
the
ports
the
discontents
repair
and
men's
reports
give
him
much
wrong'd
caesar
i
should
have
known
no
less
it
hath
been
taught
us
from
the
primal
state
that
he
which
is
was
wish'd
until
he
were
and
the
ebb'd
man
ne'er
lov'd
till
ne'er
worth
love
comes
dear'd
by
being
lack'd
this
common
body
like
to
a
vagabond
flag
upon
the
stream
goes
to
and
back
lackeying
the
varying
tide
to
rot
itself
with
motion
messenger
caesar
i
bring
thee
word
menecrates
and
menas
famous
pirates
make
the
sea
serve
them
which
they
ear
and
wound
with
keels
of
every
kind
many
hot
inroads
they
make
in
italy
the
borders
maritime
lack
blood
to
think
on't
and
flush
youth
revolt
no
vessel
can
peep
forth
but
'tis
as
soon
taken
as
seen
for
pompey's
name
strikes
more
than
could
his
war
resisted
caesar
antony
leave
thy
lascivious
wassails
when
thou
once
was
beaten
from
modena
where
thou
slew'st
hirtius
and
pansa
consuls
at
thy
heel
did
famine
follow
whom
thou
fought'st
against
though
daintily
brought
up
with
patience
more
than
savages
could
suffer
thou
didst
drink
the
stale
of
horses
and
the
gilded
puddle
which
beasts
would
cough
at
thy
palate
then
did
deign
the
roughest
berry
on
the
rudest
hedge
yea
like
the
stag
when
snow
the
pasture
sheets
the
barks
of
trees
thou
brows'd
on
the
alps
it
is
reported
thou
didst
eat
strange
flesh
which
some
did
die
to
look
on
and
all
this-
it
wounds
thine
honour
that
i
speak
it
now-
was
borne
so
like
a
soldier
that
thy
cheek
so
much
as
lank'd
not
lepidus
'tis
pity
of
him
caesar
let
his
shames
quickly
drive
him
to
rome
'tis
time
we
twain
did
show
ourselves
i'
th'
field
and
to
that
end
assemble
we
immediate
council
pompey
thrives
in
our
idleness
lepidus
to-morrow
caesar
i
shall
be
furnish'd
to
inform
you
rightly
both
what
by
sea
and
land
i
can
be
able
to
front
this
present
time
caesar
till
which
encounter
it
is
my
business
too
farewell
lepidus
farewell
my
lord
what
you
shall
know
meantime
of
stirs
abroad
i
shall
beseech
you
sir
to
let
me
be
partaker
caesar
doubt
not
sir
i
knew
it
for
my
bond
exeunt
scene
v
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
cleopatra
charmian
iras
and
mardian
cleopatra
charmian!
charmian
madam
cleopatra
ha
ha!
give
me
to
drink
mandragora
charmian
why
madam
cleopatra
that
i
might
sleep
out
this
great
gap
of
time
my
antony
is
away
charmian
you
think
of
him
too
much
cleopatra
o
'tis
treason!
charmian
madam
i
trust
not
so
cleopatra
thou
eunuch
mardian!
mardian
what's
your
highness'
pleasure
cleopatra
not
now
to
hear
thee
sing
i
take
no
pleasure
in
aught
an
eunuch
has
'tis
well
for
thee
that
being
unseminar'd
thy
freer
thoughts
may
not
fly
forth
of
egypt
hast
thou
affections
mardian
yes
gracious
madam
cleopatra
indeed
mardian
not
in
deed
madam
for
i
can
do
nothing
but
what
indeed
is
honest
to
be
done
yet
have
i
fierce
affections
and
think
what
venus
did
with
mars
cleopatra
o
charmian
where
think'st
thou
he
is
now
stands
he
or
sits
he
or
does
he
walk
or
is
he
on
his
horse
o
happy
horse
to
bear
the
weight
of
antony!
do
bravely
horse
for
wot'st
thou
whom
thou
mov'st
the
demi-atlas
of
this
earth
the
arm
and
burgonet
of
men
he's
speaking
now
or
murmuring
'where's
my
serpent
of
old
nile
'
for
so
he
calls
me
now
i
feed
myself
with
most
delicious
poison
think
on
me
that
am
with
phoebus'
amorous
pinches
black
and
wrinkled
deep
in
time
broad-fronted
caesar
when
thou
wast
here
above
the
ground
i
was
a
morsel
for
a
monarch
and
great
pompey
would
stand
and
make
his
eyes
grow
in
my
brow
there
would
he
anchor
his
aspect
and
die
with
looking
on
his
life
enter
alexas
alexas
sovereign
of
egypt
hail!
cleopatra
how
much
unlike
art
thou
mark
antony!
yet
coming
from
him
that
great
med'cine
hath
with
his
tinct
gilded
thee
how
goes
it
with
my
brave
mark
antony
alexas
last
thing
he
did
dear
queen
he
kiss'd-
the
last
of
many
doubled
kisses-
this
orient
pearl
his
speech
sticks
in
my
heart
cleopatra
mine
ear
must
pluck
it
thence
alexas
'good
friend
'
quoth
he
'say
the
firm
roman
to
great
egypt
sends
this
treasure
of
an
oyster
at
whose
foot
to
mend
the
petty
present
i
will
piece
her
opulent
throne
with
kingdoms
all
the
east
say
thou
shall
call
her
mistress
'
so
he
nodded
and
soberly
did
mount
an
arm-gaunt
steed
who
neigh'd
so
high
that
what
i
would
have
spoke
was
beastly
dumb'd
by
him
cleopatra
what
was
he
sad
or
merry
alexas
like
to
the
time
o'
th'
year
between
the
extremes
of
hot
and
cold
he
was
nor
sad
nor
merry
cleopatra
o
well-divided
disposition!
note
him
note
him
good
charmian
'tis
the
man
but
note
him!
he
was
not
sad
for
he
would
shine
on
those
that
make
their
looks
by
his
he
was
not
merry
which
seem'd
to
tell
them
his
remembrance
lay
in
egypt
with
his
joy
but
between
both
o
heavenly
mingle!
be'st
thou
sad
or
merry
the
violence
of
either
thee
becomes
so
does
it
no
man
else
met'st
thou
my
posts
alexas
ay
madam
twenty
several
messengers
why
do
you
send
so
thick
cleopatra
who's
born
that
day
when
i
forget
to
send
to
antony
shall
die
a
beggar
ink
and
paper
charmian
welcome
my
good
alexas
did
i
charmian
ever
love
caesar
so
charmian
o
that
brave
caesar!
cleopatra
be
chok'd
with
such
another
emphasis!
say
'the
brave
antony
'
charmian
the
valiant
caesar!
cleopatra
by
isis
i
will
give
thee
bloody
teeth
if
thou
with
caesar
paragon
again
my
man
of
men
charmian
by
your
most
gracious
pardon
i
sing
but
after
you
cleopatra
my
salad
days
when
i
was
green
in
judgment
cold
in
blood
to
say
as
i
said
then
but
come
away!
get
me
ink
and
paper
he
shall
have
every
day
a
several
greeting
or
i'll
unpeople
egypt
exeunt
act
ii
scene
i
messina
pompey's
house
enter
pompey
menecrates
and
menas
in
warlike
manner
pompey
if
the
great
gods
be
just
they
shall
assist
the
deeds
of
justest
men
menecrates
know
worthy
pompey
that
what
they
do
delay
they
not
deny
pompey
whiles
we
are
suitors
to
their
throne
decays
the
thing
we
sue
for
menecrates
we
ignorant
of
ourselves
beg
often
our
own
harms
which
the
wise
pow'rs
deny
us
for
our
good
so
find
we
profit
by
losing
of
our
prayers
pompey
i
shall
do
well
the
people
love
me
and
the
sea
is
mine
my
powers
are
crescent
and
my
auguring
hope
says
it
will
come
to
th'
full
mark
antony
in
egypt
sits
at
dinner
and
will
make
no
wars
without
doors
caesar
gets
money
where
he
loses
hearts
lepidus
flatters
both
of
both
is
flatter'd
but
he
neither
loves
nor
either
cares
for
him
menas
caesar
and
lepidus
are
in
the
field
a
mighty
strength
they
carry
pompey
where
have
you
this
'tis
false
menas
from
silvius
sir
pompey
he
dreams
i
know
they
are
in
rome
together
looking
for
antony
but
all
the
charms
of
love
salt
cleopatra
soften
thy
wan'd
lip!
let
witchcraft
join
with
beauty
lust
with
both
tie
up
the
libertine
in
a
field
of
feasts
keep
his
brain
fuming
epicurean
cooks
sharpen
with
cloyless
sauce
his
appetite
that
sleep
and
feeding
may
prorogue
his
honour
even
till
a
lethe'd
dullness-
enter
varrius
how
now
varrius!
varrius
this
is
most
certain
that
i
shall
deliver
mark
antony
is
every
hour
in
rome
expected
since
he
went
from
egypt
'tis
a
space
for
farther
travel
pompey
i
could
have
given
less
matter
a
better
ear
menas
i
did
not
think
this
amorous
surfeiter
would
have
donn'd
his
helm
for
such
a
petty
war
his
soldiership
is
twice
the
other
twain
but
let
us
rear
the
higher
our
opinion
that
our
stirring
can
from
the
lap
of
egypt's
widow
pluck
the
ne'er-lust-wearied
antony
menas
i
cannot
hope
caesar
and
antony
shall
well
greet
together
his
wife
that's
dead
did
trespasses
to
caesar
his
brother
warr'd
upon
him
although
i
think
not
mov'd
by
antony
pompey
i
know
not
menas
how
lesser
enmities
may
give
way
to
greater
were't
not
that
we
stand
up
against
them
all
'twere
pregnant
they
should
square
between
themselves
for
they
have
entertained
cause
enough
to
draw
their
swords
but
how
the
fear
of
us
may
cement
their
divisions
and
bind
up
the
petty
difference
we
yet
not
know
be't
as
our
gods
will
have't!
it
only
stands
our
lives
upon
to
use
our
strongest
hands
come
menas
exeunt
scene
ii
rome
the
house
of
lepidus
enter
enobarbus
and
lepidus
lepidus
good
enobarbus
'tis
a
worthy
deed
and
shall
become
you
well
to
entreat
your
captain
to
soft
and
gentle
speech
enobarbus
i
shall
entreat
him
to
answer
like
himself
if
caesar
move
him
let
antony
look
over
caesar's
head
and
speak
as
loud
as
mars
by
jupiter
were
i
the
wearer
of
antonius'
beard
i
would
not
shave't
to-day
lepidus
'tis
not
a
time
for
private
stomaching
enobarbus
every
time
serves
for
the
matter
that
is
then
born
in't
lepidus
but
small
to
greater
matters
must
give
way
enobarbus
not
if
the
small
come
first
lepidus
your
speech
is
passion
but
pray
you
stir
no
embers
up
here
comes
the
noble
antony
enter
antony
and
ventidius
enobarbus
and
yonder
caesar
enter
caesar
maecenas
and
agrippa
antony
if
we
compose
well
here
to
parthia
hark
ventidius
caesar
i
do
not
know
maecenas
ask
agrippa
lepidus
noble
friends
that
which
combin'd
us
was
most
great
and
let
not
a
leaner
action
rend
us
what's
amiss
may
it
be
gently
heard
when
we
debate
our
trivial
difference
loud
we
do
commit
murder
in
healing
wounds
then
noble
partners
the
rather
for
i
earnestly
beseech
touch
you
the
sourest
points
with
sweetest
terms
nor
curstness
grow
to
th'
matter
antony
'tis
spoken
well
were
we
before
our
arinies
and
to
fight
i
should
do
thus
flourish
caesar
welcome
to
rome
antony
thank
you
caesar
sit
antony
sit
sir
caesar
nay
then
they
sit
antony
i
learn
you
take
things
ill
which
are
not
so
or
being
concern
you
not
caesar
i
must
be
laugh'd
at
if
or
for
nothing
or
a
little
should
say
myself
offended
and
with
you
chiefly
i'
the
world
more
laugh'd
at
that
i
should
once
name
you
derogately
when
to
sound
your
name
it
not
concern'd
me
antony
my
being
in
egypt
caesar
what
was't
to
you
caesar
no
more
than
my
residing
here
at
rome
might
be
to
you
in
egypt
yet
if
you
there
did
practise
on
my
state
your
being
in
egypt
might
be
my
question
antony
how
intend
you-
practis'd
caesar
you
may
be
pleas'd
to
catch
at
mine
intent
by
what
did
here
befall
me
your
wife
and
brother
made
wars
upon
me
and
their
contestation
was
theme
for
you
you
were
the
word
of
war
antony
you
do
mistake
your
business
my
brother
never
did
urge
me
in
his
act
i
did
inquire
it
and
have
my
learning
from
some
true
reports
that
drew
their
swords
with
you
did
he
not
rather
discredit
my
authority
with
yours
and
make
the
wars
alike
against
my
stomach
having
alike
your
cause
of
this
my
letters
before
did
satisfy
you
if
you'll
patch
a
quarrel
as
matter
whole
you
have
not
to
make
it
with
it
must
not
be
with
this
caesar
you
praise
yourself
by
laying
defects
of
judgment
to
me
but
you
patch'd
up
your
excuses
antony
not
so
not
so
i
know
you
could
not
lack
i
am
certain
on't
very
necessity
of
this
thought
that
i
your
partner
in
the
cause
'gainst
which
he
fought
could
not
with
graceful
eyes
attend
those
wars
which
fronted
mine
own
peace
as
for
my
wife
i
would
you
had
her
spirit
in
such
another!
the
third
o'
th'
world
is
yours
which
with
a
snaffle
you
may
pace
easy
but
not
such
a
wife
enobarbus
would
we
had
all
such
wives
that
the
men
might
go
to
wars
with
the
women!
antony
so
much
uncurbable
her
garboils
caesar
made
out
of
her
impatience-
which
not
wanted
shrewdness
of
policy
too-
i
grieving
grant
did
you
too
much
disquiet
for
that
you
must
but
say
i
could
not
help
it
caesar
i
wrote
to
you
when
rioting
in
alexandria
you
did
pocket
up
my
letters
and
with
taunts
did
gibe
my
missive
out
of
audience
antony
sir
he
fell
upon
me
ere
admitted
then
three
kings
i
had
newly
feasted
and
did
want
of
what
i
was
i'
th'
morning
but
next
day
i
told
him
of
myself
which
was
as
much
as
to
have
ask'd
him
pardon
let
this
fellow
be
nothing
of
our
strife
if
we
contend
out
of
our
question
wipe
him
caesar
you
have
broken
the
article
of
your
oath
which
you
shall
never
have
tongue
to
charge
me
with
lepidus
soft
caesar!
antony
no
lepidus
let
him
speak
the
honour
is
sacred
which
he
talks
on
now
supposing
that
i
lack'd
it
but
on
caesar
the
article
of
my
oath-
caesar
to
lend
me
arms
and
aid
when
i
requir'd
them
the
which
you
both
denied
antony
neglected
rather
and
then
when
poisoned
hours
had
bound
me
up
from
mine
own
knowledge
as
nearly
as
i
may
i'll
play
the
penitent
to
you
but
mine
honesty
shall
not
make
poor
my
greatness
nor
my
power
work
without
it
truth
is
that
fulvia
to
have
me
out
of
egypt
made
wars
here
for
which
myself
the
ignorant
motive
do
so
far
ask
pardon
as
befits
mine
honour
to
stoop
in
such
a
case
lepidus
'tis
noble
spoken
maecenas
if
it
might
please
you
to
enforce
no
further
the
griefs
between
ye-
to
forget
them
quite
were
to
remember
that
the
present
need
speaks
to
atone
you
lepidus
worthily
spoken
maecenas
enobarbus
or
if
you
borrow
one
another's
love
for
the
instant
you
may
when
you
hear
no
more
words
of
pompey
return
it
again
you
shall
have
time
to
wrangle
in
when
you
have
nothing
else
to
do
antony
thou
art
a
soldier
only
speak
no
more
enobarbus
that
truth
should
be
silent
i
had
almost
forgot
antony
you
wrong
this
presence
therefore
speak
no
more
enobarbus
go
to
then-
your
considerate
stone!
caesar
i
do
not
much
dislike
the
matter
but
the
manner
of
his
speech
for't
cannot
be
we
shall
remain
in
friendship
our
conditions
so
diff'ring
in
their
acts
yet
if
i
knew
what
hoop
should
hold
us
stanch
from
edge
to
edge
o'
th'
world
i
would
pursue
it
agrippa
give
me
leave
caesar
caesar
speak
agrippa
agrippa
thou
hast
a
sister
by
the
mother's
side
admir'd
octavia
great
mark
antony
is
now
a
widower
caesar
say
not
so
agrippa
if
cleopatra
heard
you
your
reproof
were
well
deserv'd
of
rashness
antony
i
am
not
married
caesar
let
me
hear
agrippa
further
speak
agrippa
to
hold
you
in
perpetual
amity
to
make
you
brothers
and
to
knit
your
hearts
with
an
unslipping
knot
take
antony
octavia
to
his
wife
whose
beauty
claims
no
worse
a
husband
than
the
best
of
men
whose
virtue
and
whose
general
graces
speak
that
which
none
else
can
utter
by
this
marriage
all
little
jealousies
which
now
seem
great
and
all
great
fears
which
now
import
their
dangers
would
then
be
nothing
truths
would
be
tales
where
now
half
tales
be
truths
her
love
to
both
would
each
to
other
and
all
loves
to
both
draw
after
her
pardon
what
i
have
spoke
for
'tis
a
studied
not
a
present
thought
by
duty
ruminated
antony
will
caesar
speak
caesar
not
till
he
hears
how
antony
is
touch'd
with
what
is
spoke
already
antony
what
power
is
in
agrippa
if
i
would
say
'agrippa
be
it
so
'
to
make
this
good
caesar
the
power
of
caesar
and
his
power
unto
octavia
antony
may
i
never
to
this
good
purpose
that
so
fairly
shows
dream
of
impediment!
let
me
have
thy
hand
further
this
act
of
grace
and
from
this
hour
the
heart
of
brothers
govern
in
our
loves
and
sway
our
great
designs!
caesar
there
is
my
hand
a
sister
i
bequeath
you
whom
no
brother
did
ever
love
so
dearly
let
her
live
to
join
our
kingdoms
and
our
hearts
and
never
fly
off
our
loves
again!
lepidus
happily
amen!
antony
i
did
not
think
to
draw
my
sword
'gainst
pompey
for
he
hath
laid
strange
courtesies
and
great
of
late
upon
me
i
must
thank
him
only
lest
my
remembrance
suffer
ill
report
at
heel
of
that
defy
him
lepidus
time
calls
upon's
of
us
must
pompey
presently
be
sought
or
else
he
seeks
out
us
antony
where
lies
he
caesar
about
the
mount
misenum
antony
what
is
his
strength
by
land
caesar
great
and
increasing
but
by
sea
he
is
an
absolute
master
antony
so
is
the
fame
would
we
had
spoke
together!
haste
we
for
it
yet
ere
we
put
ourselves
in
arms
dispatch
we
the
business
we
have
talk'd
of
caesar
with
most
gladness
and
do
invite
you
to
my
sister's
view
whither
straight
i'll
lead
you
antony
let
us
lepidus
not
lack
your
company
lepidus
noble
antony
not
sickness
should
detain
me
flourish
exeunt
all
but
enobarbus
agrippa
maecenas
maecenas
welcome
from
egypt
sir
enobarbus
half
the
heart
of
caesar
worthy
maecenas!
my
honourable
friend
agrippa!
agrippa
good
enobarbus!
maecenas
we
have
cause
to
be
glad
that
matters
are
so
well
digested
you
stay'd
well
by't
in
egypt
enobarbus
ay
sir
we
did
sleep
day
out
of
countenance
and
made
the
night
light
with
drinking
maecenas
eight
wild
boars
roasted
whole
at
a
breakfast
and
but
twelve
persons
there
is
this
true
enobarbus
this
was
but
as
a
fly
by
an
eagle
we
had
much
more
monstrous
matter
of
feast
which
worthily
deserved
noting
maecenas
she's
a
most
triumphant
lady
if
report
be
square
to
her
enobarbus
when
she
first
met
mark
antony
she
purs'd
up
his
heart
upon
the
river
of
cydnus
agrippa
there
she
appear'd
indeed!
or
my
reporter
devis'd
well
for
her
enobarbus
i
will
tell
you
the
barge
she
sat
in
like
a
burnish'd
throne
burn'd
on
the
water
the
poop
was
beaten
gold
purple
the
sails
and
so
perfumed
that
the
winds
were
love-sick
with
them
the
oars
were
silver
which
to
the
tune
of
flutes
kept
stroke
and
made
the
water
which
they
beat
to
follow
faster
as
amorous
of
their
strokes
for
her
own
person
it
beggar'd
all
description
she
did
lie
in
her
pavilion
cloth-of-gold
of
tissue
o'erpicturing
that
venus
where
we
see
the
fancy
out-work
nature
on
each
side
her
stood
pretty
dimpled
boys
like
smiling
cupids
with
divers-colour'd
fans
whose
wind
did
seem
to
glow
the
delicate
cheeks
which
they
did
cool
and
what
they
undid
did
agrippa
o
rare
for
antony!
enobarbus
her
gentlewomen
like
the
nereides
so
many
mermaids
tended
her
i'
th'
eyes
and
made
their
bends
adornings
at
the
helm
a
seeming
mermaid
steers
the
silken
tackle
swell
with
the
touches
of
those
flower-soft
hands
that
yarely
frame
the
office
from
the
barge
a
strange
invisible
perfume
hits
the
sense
of
the
adjacent
wharfs
the
city
cast
her
people
out
upon
her
and
antony
enthron'd
i'
th'
market-place
did
sit
alone
whistling
to
th'
air
which
but
for
vacancy
had
gone
to
gaze
on
cleopatra
too
and
made
a
gap
in
nature
agrippa
rare
egyptian!
enobarbus
upon
her
landing
antony
sent
to
her
invited
her
to
supper
she
replied
it
should
be
better
he
became
her
guest
which
she
entreated
our
courteous
antony
whom
ne'er
the
word
of
'no'
woman
heard
speak
being
barber'd
ten
times
o'er
goes
to
the
feast
and
for
his
ordinary
pays
his
heart
for
what
his
eyes
eat
only
agrippa
royal
wench!
she
made
great
caesar
lay
his
sword
to
bed
he
ploughed
her
and
she
cropp'd
enobarbus
i
saw
her
once
hop
forty
paces
through
the
public
street
and
having
lost
her
breath
she
spoke
and
panted
that
she
did
make
defect
perfection
and
breathless
pow'r
breathe
forth
maecenas
now
antony
must
leave
her
utterly
enobarbus
never!
he
will
not
age
cannot
wither
her
nor
custom
stale
her
infinite
variety
other
women
cloy
the
appetites
they
feed
but
she
makes
hungry
where
most
she
satisfies
for
vilest
things
become
themselves
in
her
that
the
holy
priests
bless
her
when
she
is
riggish
maecenas
if
beauty
wisdom
modesty
can
settle
the
heart
of
antony
octavia
is
a
blessed
lottery
to
him
agrippa
let
us
go
good
enobarbus
make
yourself
my
guest
whilst
you
abide
here
enobarbus
humbly
sir
i
thank
you
exeunt
scene
iii
rome
caesar's
house
enter
antony
caesar
octavia
between
them
antony
the
world
and
my
great
office
will
sometimes
divide
me
from
your
bosom
octavia
all
which
time
before
the
gods
my
knee
shall
bow
my
prayers
to
them
for
you
antony
good
night
sir
my
octavia
read
not
my
blemishes
in
the
world's
report
i
have
not
kept
my
square
but
that
to
come
shall
all
be
done
by
th'
rule
good
night
dear
lady
octavia
good
night
sir
caesar
good
night
exeunt
caesar
and
octavia
enter
soothsayer
antony
now
sirrah
you
do
wish
yourself
in
egypt
soothsayer
would
i
had
never
come
from
thence
nor
you
thither!
antony
if
you
can-
your
reason
soothsayer
i
see
it
in
my
motion
have
it
not
in
my
tongue
but
yet
hie
you
to
egypt
again
antony
say
to
me
whose
fortunes
shall
rise
higher
caesar's
or
mine
soothsayer
caesar's
therefore
o
antony
stay
not
by
his
side
thy
daemon
that
thy
spirit
which
keeps
thee
is
noble
courageous
high
unmatchable
where
caesar's
is
not
but
near
him
thy
angel
becomes
a
fear
as
being
o'erpow'r'd
therefore
make
space
enough
between
you
antony
speak
this
no
more
soothsayer
to
none
but
thee
no
more
but
when
to
thee
if
thou
dost
play
with
him
at
any
game
thou
art
sure
to
lose
and
of
that
natural
luck
he
beats
thee
'gainst
the
odds
thy
lustre
thickens
when
he
shines
by
i
say
again
thy
spirit
is
all
afraid
to
govern
thee
near
him
but
he
away
'tis
noble
antony
get
thee
gone
say
to
ventidius
i
would
speak
with
him
exit
soothsayer
he
shall
to
parthia
-
be
it
art
or
hap
he
hath
spoken
true
the
very
dice
obey
him
and
in
our
sports
my
better
cunning
faints
under
his
chance
if
we
draw
lots
he
speeds
his
cocks
do
win
the
battle
still
of
mine
when
it
is
all
to
nought
and
his
quails
ever
beat
mine
inhoop'd
at
odds
i
will
to
egypt
and
though
i
make
this
marriage
for
my
peace
i'
th'
east
my
pleasure
lies
enter
ventidius
o
come
ventidius
you
must
to
parthia
your
commission's
ready
follow
me
and
receive't
exeunt
scene
iv
rome
a
street
enter
lepidus
maecenas
and
agrippa
lepidus
trouble
yourselves
no
further
pray
you
hasten
your
generals
after
agrippa
sir
mark
antony
will
e'en
but
kiss
octavia
and
we'll
follow
lepidus
till
i
shall
see
you
in
your
soldier's
dress
which
will
become
you
both
farewell
maecenas
we
shall
as
i
conceive
the
journey
be
at
th'
mount
before
you
lepidus
lepidus
your
way
is
shorter
my
purposes
do
draw
me
much
about
you'll
win
two
days
upon
me
both
sir
good
success!
lepidus
farewell
exeunt
scene
v
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
cleopatra
charmian
iras
and
alexas
cleopatra
give
me
some
music-
music
moody
food
of
us
that
trade
in
love
all
the
music
ho!
enter
mardian
the
eunuch
cleopatra
let
it
alone!
let's
to
billiards
come
charmian
charmian
my
arm
is
sore
best
play
with
mardian
cleopatra
as
well
a
woman
with
an
eunuch
play'd
as
with
a
woman
come
you'll
play
with
me
sir
mardian
as
well
as
i
can
madam
cleopatra
and
when
good
will
is
show'd
though't
come
too
short
the
actor
may
plead
pardon
i'll
none
now
give
me
mine
angle-
we'll
to
th'
river
there
my
music
playing
far
off
i
will
betray
tawny-finn'd
fishes
my
bended
hook
shall
pierce
their
slimy
jaws
and
as
i
draw
them
up
i'll
think
them
every
one
an
antony
and
say
'ah
ha!
y'are
caught
'
charmian
'twas
merry
when
you
wager'd
on
your
angling
when
your
diver
did
hang
a
salt
fish
on
his
hook
which
he
with
fervency
drew
up
cleopatra
that
time
o
times
i
laughed
him
out
of
patience
and
that
night
i
laugh'd
him
into
patience
and
next
morn
ere
the
ninth
hour
i
drunk
him
to
his
bed
then
put
my
tires
and
mantles
on
him
whilst
i
wore
his
sword
philippan
enter
a
messenger
o!
from
italy
ram
thou
thy
fruitful
tidings
in
mine
ears
that
long
time
have
been
barren
messenger
madam
madam-
cleopatra
antony's
dead!
if
thou
say
so
villain
thou
kill'st
thy
mistress
but
well
and
free
if
thou
so
yield
him
there
is
gold
and
here
my
bluest
veins
to
kiss-
a
hand
that
kings
have
lipp'd
and
trembled
kissing
messenger
first
madam
he
is
well
cleopatra
why
there's
more
gold
but
sirrah
mark
we
use
to
say
the
dead
are
well
bring
it
to
that
the
gold
i
give
thee
will
i
melt
and
pour
down
thy
ill-uttering
throat
messenger
good
madam
hear
me
cleopatra
well
go
to
i
will
but
there's
no
goodness
in
thy
face
if
antony
be
free
and
healthful-
why
so
tart
a
favour
to
trumpet
such
good
tidings
if
not
well
thou
shouldst
come
like
a
fury
crown'd
with
snakes
not
like
a
formal
man
messenger
will't
please
you
hear
me
cleopatra
i
have
a
mind
to
strike
thee
ere
thou
speak'st
yet
if
thou
say
antony
lives
is
well
or
friends
with
caesar
or
not
captive
to
him
i'll
set
thee
in
a
shower
of
gold
and
hail
rich
pearls
upon
thee
messenger
madam
he's
well
cleopatra
well
said
messenger
and
friends
with
caesar
cleopatra
th'art
an
honest
man
messenger
caesar
and
he
are
greater
friends
than
ever
cleopatra
make
thee
a
fortune
from
me
messenger
but
yet
madam-
cleopatra
i
do
not
like
'but
yet
'
it
does
allay
the
good
precedence
fie
upon
'but
yet'!
'but
yet'
is
as
a
gaoler
to
bring
forth
some
monstrous
malefactor
prithee
friend
pour
out
the
pack
of
matter
to
mine
ear
the
good
and
bad
together
he's
friends
with
caesar
in
state
of
health
thou
say'st
and
thou
say'st
free
messenger
free
madam!
no
i
made
no
such
report
he's
bound
unto
octavia
cleopatra
for
what
good
turn
messenger
for
the
best
turn
i'
th'
bed
cleopatra
i
am
pale
charmian
messenger
madam
he's
married
to
octavia
cleopatra
the
most
infectious
pestilence
upon
thee!
strikes
him
down
messenger
good
madam
patience
cleopatra
what
say
you
hence
strikes
him
horrible
villain!
or
i'll
spurn
thine
eyes
like
balls
before
me
i'll
unhair
thy
head
she
hales
him
up
and
down
thou
shalt
be
whipp'd
with
wire
and
stew'd
in
brine
smarting
in
ling'ring
pickle
messenger
gracious
madam
i
that
do
bring
the
news
made
not
the
match
cleopatra
say
'tis
not
so
a
province
i
will
give
thee
and
make
thy
fortunes
proud
the
blow
thou
hadst
shall
make
thy
peace
for
moving
me
to
rage
and
i
will
boot
thee
with
what
gift
beside
thy
modesty
can
beg
messenger
he's
married
madam
cleopatra
rogue
thou
hast
liv'd
too
long
draws
a
knife
messenger
nay
then
i'll
run
what
mean
you
madam
i
have
made
no
fault
exit
charmian
good
madam
keep
yourself
within
yourself
the
man
is
innocent
cleopatra
some
innocents
scape
not
the
thunderbolt
melt
egypt
into
nile!
and
kindly
creatures
turn
all
to
serpents!
call
the
slave
again
though
i
am
mad
i
will
not
bite
him
call!
charmian
he
is
afear'd
to
come
cleopatra
i
will
not
hurt
him
these
hands
do
lack
nobility
that
they
strike
a
meaner
than
myself
since
i
myself
have
given
myself
the
cause
enter
the
messenger
again
come
hither
sir
though
it
be
honest
it
is
never
good
to
bring
bad
news
give
to
a
gracious
message
an
host
of
tongues
but
let
ill
tidings
tell
themselves
when
they
be
felt
messenger
i
have
done
my
duty
cleopatra
is
he
married
i
cannot
hate
thee
worser
than
i
do
if
thou
again
say
'yes
'
messenger
he's
married
madam
cleopatra
the
gods
confound
thee!
dost
thou
hold
there
still
messenger
should
i
lie
madam
cleopatra
o
i
would
thou
didst
so
half
my
egypt
were
submerg'd
and
made
a
cistern
for
scal'd
snakes!
go
get
thee
hence
hadst
thou
narcissus
in
thy
face
to
me
thou
wouldst
appear
most
ugly
he
is
married
messenger
i
crave
your
highness'
pardon
cleopatra
he
is
married
messenger
take
no
offence
that
i
would
not
offend
you
to
punish
me
for
what
you
make
me
do
seems
much
unequal
he's
married
to
octavia
cleopatra
o
that
his
fault
should
make
a
knave
of
thee
that
art
not
what
th'art
sure
of!
get
thee
hence
the
merchandise
which
thou
hast
brought
from
rome
are
all
too
dear
for
me
lie
they
upon
thy
hand
and
be
undone
by
'em!
exit
messenger
charmian
good
your
highness
patience
cleopatra
in
praising
antony
i
have
disprais'd
caesar
charmian
many
times
madam
cleopatra
i
am
paid
for't
now
lead
me
from
hence
i
faint
o
iras
charmian!
'tis
no
matter
go
to
the
fellow
good
alexas
bid
him
report
the
feature
of
octavia
her
years
her
inclination
let
him
not
leave
out
the
colour
of
her
hair
bring
me
word
quickly
exit
alexas
let
him
for
ever
go-
let
him
not
charmian-
though
he
be
painted
one
way
like
a
gorgon
the
other
way's
a
mars
to
mardian
bid
you
alexas
bring
me
word
how
tall
she
is
-
pity
me
charmian
but
do
not
speak
to
me
lead
me
to
my
chamber
exeunt
scene
vi
near
misenum
flourish
enter
pompey
and
menas
at
one
door
with
drum
and
trumpet
at
another
caesar
antony
lepidus
enobarbus
maecenas
agrippa
with
soldiers
marching
pompey
your
hostages
i
have
so
have
you
mine
and
we
shall
talk
before
we
fight
caesar
most
meet
that
first
we
come
to
words
and
therefore
have
we
our
written
purposes
before
us
sent
which
if
thou
hast
considered
let
us
know
if
'twill
tie
up
thy
discontented
sword
and
carry
back
to
sicily
much
tall
youth
that
else
must
perish
here
pompey
to
you
all
three
the
senators
alone
of
this
great
world
chief
factors
for
the
gods
i
do
not
know
wherefore
my
father
should
revengers
want
having
a
son
and
friends
since
julius
caesar
who
at
philippi
the
good
brutus
ghosted
there
saw
you
labouring
for
him
what
was't
that
mov'd
pale
cassius
to
conspire
and
what
made
the
all-honour'd
honest
roman
brutus
with
the
arm'd
rest
courtiers
of
beauteous
freedom
to
drench
the
capitol
but
that
they
would
have
one
man
but
a
man
and
that
is
it
hath
made
me
rig
my
navy
at
whose
burden
the
anger'd
ocean
foams
with
which
i
meant
to
scourge
th'
ingratitude
that
despiteful
rome
cast
on
my
noble
father
caesar
take
your
time
antony
thou
canst
not
fear
us
pompey
with
thy
sails
we'll
speak
with
thee
at
sea
at
land
thou
know'st
how
much
we
do
o'er-count
thee
pompey
at
land
indeed
thou
dost
o'er-count
me
of
my
father's
house
but
since
the
cuckoo
builds
not
for
himself
remain
in't
as
thou
mayst
lepidus
be
pleas'd
to
tell
us-
for
this
is
from
the
present-
how
you
take
the
offers
we
have
sent
you
caesar
there's
the
point
antony
which
do
not
be
entreated
to
but
weigh
what
it
is
worth
embrac'd
caesar
and
what
may
follow
to
try
a
larger
fortune
pompey
you
have
made
me
offer
of
sicily
sardinia
and
i
must
rid
all
the
sea
of
pirates
then
to
send
measures
of
wheat
to
rome
this
'greed
upon
to
part
with
unhack'd
edges
and
bear
back
our
targes
undinted
all
that's
our
offer
pompey
know
then
i
came
before
you
here
a
man
prepar'd
to
take
this
offer
but
mark
antony
put
me
to
some
impatience
though
i
lose
the
praise
of
it
by
telling
you
must
know
when
caesar
and
your
brother
were
at
blows
your
mother
came
to
sicily
and
did
find
her
welcome
friendly
antony
i
have
heard
it
pompey
and
am
well
studied
for
a
liberal
thanks
which
i
do
owe
you
pompey
let
me
have
your
hand
i
did
not
think
sir
to
have
met
you
here
antony
the
beds
i'
th'
east
are
soft
and
thanks
to
you
that
call'd
me
timelier
than
my
purpose
hither
for
i
have
gained
by't
caesar
since
i
saw
you
last
there
is
a
change
upon
you
pompey
well
i
know
not
what
counts
harsh
fortune
casts
upon
my
face
but
in
my
bosom
shall
she
never
come
to
make
my
heart
her
vassal
lepidus
well
met
here
pompey
i
hope
so
lepidus
thus
we
are
agreed
i
crave
our
composition
may
be
written
and
seal'd
between
us
caesar
that's
the
next
to
do
pompey
we'll
feast
each
other
ere
we
part
and
let's
draw
lots
who
shall
begin
antony
that
will
i
pompey
pompey
no
antony
take
the
lot
but
first
or
last
your
fine
egyptian
cookery
shall
have
the
fame
i
have
heard
that
julius
caesar
grew
fat
with
feasting
there
antony
you
have
heard
much
pompey
i
have
fair
meanings
sir
antony
and
fair
words
to
them
pompey
then
so
much
have
i
heard
and
i
have
heard
apollodorus
carried-
enobarbus
no
more
of
that!
he
did
so
pompey
what
i
pray
you
enobarbus
a
certain
queen
to
caesar
in
a
mattress
pompey
i
know
thee
now
how
far'st
thou
soldier
enobarbus
well
and
well
am
like
to
do
for
i
perceive
four
feasts
are
toward
pompey
let
me
shake
thy
hand
i
never
hated
thee
i
have
seen
thee
fight
when
i
have
envied
thy
behaviour
enobarbus
sir
i
never
lov'd
you
much
but
i
ha'
prais'd
ye
when
you
have
well
deserv'd
ten
times
as
much
as
i
have
said
you
did
pompey
enjoy
thy
plainness
it
nothing
ill
becomes
thee
aboard
my
galley
i
invite
you
all
will
you
lead
lords
all
show's
the
way
sir
pompey
come
exeunt
all
but
enobarbus
and
menas
menas
aside
thy
father
pompey
would
ne'er
have
made
this
treaty
-
you
and
i
have
known
sir
enobarbus
at
sea
i
think
menas
we
have
sir
enobarbus
you
have
done
well
by
water
menas
and
you
by
land
enobarbus
i
will
praise
any
man
that
will
praise
me
though
it
cannot
be
denied
what
i
have
done
by
land
menas
nor
what
i
have
done
by
water
enobarbus
yes
something
you
can
deny
for
your
own
safety
you
have
been
a
great
thief
by
sea
menas
and
you
by
land
enobarbus
there
i
deny
my
land
service
but
give
me
your
hand
menas
if
our
eyes
had
authority
here
they
might
take
two
thieves
kissing
menas
all
men's
faces
are
true
whatsome'er
their
hands
are
enobarbus
but
there
is
never
a
fair
woman
has
a
true
face
menas
no
slander
they
steal
hearts
enobarbus
we
came
hither
to
fight
with
you
menas
for
my
part
i
am
sorry
it
is
turn'd
to
a
drinking
pompey
doth
this
day
laugh
away
his
fortune
enobarbus
if
he
do
sure
he
cannot
weep't
back
again
menas
y'have
said
sir
we
look'd
not
for
mark
antony
here
pray
you
is
he
married
to
cleopatra
enobarbus
caesar'
sister
is
call'd
octavia
menas
true
sir
she
was
the
wife
of
caius
marcellus
enobarbus
but
she
is
now
the
wife
of
marcus
antonius
menas
pray
ye
sir
enobarbus
'tis
true
menas
then
is
caesar
and
he
for
ever
knit
together
enobarbus
if
i
were
bound
to
divine
of
this
unity
i
would
not
prophesy
so
menas
i
think
the
policy
of
that
purpose
made
more
in
the
marriage
than
the
love
of
the
parties
enobarbus
i
think
so
too
but
you
shall
find
the
band
that
seems
to
tie
their
friendship
together
will
be
the
very
strangler
of
their
amity
octavia
is
of
a
holy
cold
and
still
conversation
menas
who
would
not
have
his
wife
so
enobarbus
not
he
that
himself
is
not
so
which
is
mark
antony
he
will
to
his
egyptian
dish
again
then
shall
the
sighs
of
octavia
blow
the
fire
up
in
caesar
and
as
i
said
before
that
which
is
the
strength
of
their
amity
shall
prove
the
immediate
author
of
their
variance
antony
will
use
his
affection
where
it
is
he
married
but
his
occasion
here
menas
and
thus
it
may
be
come
sir
will
you
aboard
i
have
a
health
for
you
enobarbus
i
shall
take
it
sir
we
have
us'd
our
throats
in
egypt
menas
come
let's
away
exeunt
act_2|sc_7
scene
vii
on
board
pompey's
galley
off
misenum
music
plays
enter
two
or
three
servants
with
a
banquet
first
servant
here
they'll
be
man
some
o'
their
plants
are
ill-rooted
already
the
least
wind
i'
th'
world
will
blow
them
down
second
servant
lepidus
is
high-colour'd
first
servant
they
have
made
him
drink
alms-drink
second
servant
as
they
pinch
one
another
by
the
disposition
he
cries
out
'no
more!'
reconciles
them
to
his
entreaty
and
himself
to
th'
drink
first
servant
but
it
raises
the
greater
war
between
him
and
his
discretion
second
servant
why
this
it
is
to
have
a
name
in
great
men's
fellowship
i
had
as
lief
have
a
reed
that
will
do
me
no
service
as
a
partizan
i
could
not
heave
first
servant
to
be
call'd
into
a
huge
sphere
and
not
to
be
seen
to
move
in't
are
the
holes
where
eyes
should
be
which
pitifully
disaster
the
cheeks
a
sennet
sounded
enter
caesar
antony
lepidus
pompey
agrippa
maecenas
enobarbus
menas
with
other
captains
antony
to
caesar
thus
do
they
sir
they
take
the
flow
o'
th'
nile
by
certain
scales
i'
th'
pyramid
they
know
by
th'
height
the
lowness
or
the
mean
if
dearth
or
foison
follow
the
higher
nilus
swells
the
more
it
promises
as
it
ebbs
the
seedsman
upon
the
slime
and
ooze
scatters
his
grain
and
shortly
comes
to
harvest
lepidus
y'have
strange
serpents
there
antony
ay
lepidus
lepidus
your
serpent
of
egypt
is
bred
now
of
your
mud
by
the
operation
of
your
sun
so
is
your
crocodile
antony
they
are
so
pompey
sit-
and
some
wine!
a
health
to
lepidus!
lepidus
i
am
not
so
well
as
i
should
be
but
i'll
ne'er
out
enobarbus
not
till
you
have
slept
i
fear
me
you'll
be
in
till
then
lepidus
nay
certainly
i
have
heard
the
ptolemies'
pyramises
are
very
goodly
things
without
contradiction
i
have
heard
that
menas
aside
to
pompey
pompey
a
word
pompey
aside
to
menas
say
in
mine
ear
what
is't
menas
aside
to
pompey
forsake
thy
seat
i
do
beseech
thee
captain
and
hear
me
speak
a
word
pompey
whispers
in's
ear
forbear
me
till
anon-
this
wine
for
lepidus!
lepidus
what
manner
o'
thing
is
your
crocodile
antony
it
is
shap'd
sir
like
itself
and
it
is
as
broad
as
it
hath
breadth
it
is
just
so
high
as
it
is
and
moves
with
it
own
organs
it
lives
by
that
which
nourisheth
it
and
the
elements
once
out
of
it
it
transmigrates
lepidus
what
colour
is
it
of
antony
of
it
own
colour
too
lepidus
'tis
a
strange
serpent
antony
'tis
so
and
the
tears
of
it
are
wet
caesar
will
this
description
satisfy
him
antony
with
the
health
that
pompey
gives
him
else
he
is
a
very
epicure
pompey
aside
to
menas
go
hang
sir
hang!
tell
me
of
that!
away!
do
as
i
bid
you
-
where's
this
cup
i
call'd
for
menas
aside
to
pompey
if
for
the
sake
of
merit
thou
wilt
hear
me
rise
from
thy
stool
pompey
aside
to
menas
i
think
th'art
mad
rises
and
walks
aside
the
matter
menas
i
have
ever
held
my
cap
off
to
thy
fortunes
pompey
thou
hast
serv'd
me
with
much
faith
what's
else
to
say
-
be
jolly
lords
antony
these
quicksands
lepidus
keep
off
them
for
you
sink
menas
wilt
thou
be
lord
of
all
the
world
pompey
what
say'st
thou
menas
wilt
thou
be
lord
of
the
whole
world
that's
twice
pompey
how
should
that
be
menas
but
entertain
it
and
though
you
think
me
poor
i
am
the
man
will
give
thee
all
the
world
pompey
hast
thou
drunk
well
menas
no
pompey
i
have
kept
me
from
the
cup
thou
art
if
thou
dar'st
be
the
earthly
jove
whate'er
the
ocean
pales
or
sky
inclips
is
thine
if
thou
wilt
ha't
pompey
show
me
which
way
menas
these
three
world-sharers
these
competitors
are
in
thy
vessel
let
me
cut
the
cable
and
when
we
are
put
off
fall
to
their
throats
all
there
is
thine
pompey
ah
this
thou
shouldst
have
done
and
not
have
spoke
on't
in
me
'tis
villainy
in
thee't
had
been
good
service
thou
must
know
'tis
not
my
profit
that
does
lead
mine
honour
mine
honour
it
repent
that
e'er
thy
tongue
hath
so
betray'd
thine
act
being
done
unknown
i
should
have
found
it
afterwards
well
done
but
must
condemn
it
now
desist
and
drink
menas
aside
for
this
i'll
never
follow
thy
pall'd
fortunes
more
who
seeks
and
will
not
take
when
once
'tis
offer'd
shall
never
find
it
more
pompey
this
health
to
lepidus!
antony
bear
him
ashore
i'll
pledge
it
for
him
pompey
enobarbus
here's
to
thee
menas!
menas
enobarbus
welcome!
pompey
fill
till
the
cup
be
hid
enobarbus
there's
a
strong
fellow
menas
pointing
to
the
servant
who
carries
off
lepidus
menas
why
enobarbus
'a
bears
the
third
part
of
the
world
man
see'st
not
menas
the
third
part
then
is
drunk
would
it
were
all
that
it
might
go
on
wheels!
enobarbus
drink
thou
increase
the
reels
menas
come
pompey
this
is
not
yet
an
alexandrian
feast
antony
it
ripens
towards
it
strike
the
vessels
ho!
here's
to
caesar!
caesar
i
could
well
forbear't
it's
monstrous
labour
when
i
wash
my
brain
and
it
grows
fouler
antony
be
a
child
o'
th'
time
caesar
possess
it
i'll
make
answer
but
i
had
rather
fast
from
all
four
days
than
drink
so
much
in
one
enobarbus
to
antony
ha
my
brave
emperor!
shall
we
dance
now
the
egyptian
bacchanals
and
celebrate
our
drink
pompey
let's
ha't
good
soldier
antony
come
let's
all
take
hands
till
that
the
conquering
wine
hath
steep'd
our
sense
in
soft
and
delicate
lethe
enobarbus
all
take
hands
make
battery
to
our
ears
with
the
loud
music
the
while
i'll
place
you
then
the
boy
shall
sing
the
holding
every
man
shall
bear
as
loud
as
his
strong
sides
can
volley
music
plays
enobarbus
places
them
hand
in
hand
the
song
come
thou
monarch
of
the
vine
plumpy
bacchus
with
pink
eyne!
in
thy
fats
our
cares
be
drown'd
with
thy
grapes
our
hairs
be
crown'd
cup
us
till
the
world
go
round
cup
us
till
the
world
go
round!
caesar
what
would
you
more
pompey
good
night
good
brother
let
me
request
you
off
our
graver
business
frowns
at
this
levity
gentle
lords
let's
part
you
see
we
have
burnt
our
cheeks
strong
enobarb
is
weaker
than
the
wine
and
mine
own
tongue
splits
what
it
speaks
the
wild
disguise
hath
almost
antick'd
us
all
what
needs
more
words
good
night
good
antony
your
hand
pompey
i'll
try
you
on
the
shore
antony
and
shall
sir
give's
your
hand
pompey
o
antony
you
have
my
father's
house-
but
what
we
are
friends
come
down
into
the
boat
enobarbus
take
heed
you
fall
not
exeunt
all
but
enobarbus
and
menas
menas
i'll
not
on
shore
menas
no
to
my
cabin
these
drums!
these
trumpets
flutes!
what!
let
neptune
hear
we
bid
a
loud
farewell
to
these
great
fellows
sound
and
be
hang'd
sound
out!
sound
a
flourish
with
drums
enobarbus
hoo!
says
'a
there's
my
cap
menas
hoo!
noble
captain
come
exeunt
act_3|sc_1
act
iii
scene
i
a
plain
in
syria
enter
ventidius
as
it
were
in
triumph
with
silius
and
other
romans
officers
and
soldiers
the
dead
body
of
pacorus
borne
before
him
ventidius
now
darting
parthia
art
thou
struck
and
now
pleas'd
fortune
does
of
marcus
crassus'
death
make
me
revenger
bear
the
king's
son's
body
before
our
army
thy
pacorus
orodes
pays
this
for
marcus
crassus
silius
noble
ventidius
whilst
yet
with
parthian
blood
thy
sword
is
warm
the
fugitive
parthians
follow
spur
through
media
mesopotamia
and
the
shelters
whither
the
routed
fly
so
thy
grand
captain
antony
shall
set
thee
on
triumphant
chariots
and
put
garlands
on
thy
head
ventidius
o
silius
silius
i
have
done
enough
a
lower
place
note
well
may
make
too
great
an
act
for
learn
this
silius
better
to
leave
undone
than
by
our
deed
acquire
too
high
a
fame
when
him
we
serve's
away
caesar
and
antony
have
ever
won
more
in
their
officer
than
person
sossius
one
of
my
place
in
syria
his
lieutenant
for
quick
accumulation
of
renown
which
he
achiev'd
by
th'
minute
lost
his
favour
who
does
i'
th'
wars
more
than
his
captain
can
becomes
his
captain's
captain
and
ambition
the
soldier's
virtue
rather
makes
choice
of
loss
than
gain
which
darkens
him
i
could
do
more
to
do
antonius
good
but
'twould
offend
him
and
in
his
offence
should
my
performance
perish
silius
thou
hast
ventidius
that
without
the
which
a
soldier
and
his
sword
grants
scarce
distinction
thou
wilt
write
to
antony
ventidius
i'll
humbly
signify
what
in
his
name
that
magical
word
of
war
we
have
effected
how
with
his
banners
and
his
well-paid
ranks
the
ne'er-yet-beaten
horse
of
parthia
we
have
jaded
out
o'
th'
field
silius
where
is
he
now
ventidius
he
purposeth
to
athens
whither
with
what
haste
the
weight
we
must
convey
with's
will
permit
we
shall
appear
before
him
-
on
there
pass
along
exeunt
act_3|sc_2
scene
ii
rome
caesar's
house
enter
agrippa
at
one
door
enobarbus
at
another
agrippa
what
are
the
brothers
parted
enobarbus
they
have
dispatch'd
with
pompey
he
is
gone
the
other
three
are
sealing
octavia
weeps
to
part
from
rome
caesar
is
sad
and
lepidus
since
pompey's
feast
as
menas
says
is
troubled
with
the
green
sickness
agrippa
'tis
a
noble
lepidus
enobarbus
a
very
fine
one
o
how
he
loves
caesar!
agrippa
nay
but
how
dearly
he
adores
mark
antony!
enobarbus
caesar
why
he's
the
jupiter
of
men
agrippa
what's
antony
the
god
of
jupiter
enobarbus
spake
you
of
caesar
how!
the
nonpareil!
agrippa
o
antony!
o
thou
arabian
bird!
enobarbus
would
you
praise
caesar
say
'caesar'-
go
no
further
agrippa
indeed
he
plied
them
both
with
excellent
praises
enobarbus
but
he
loves
caesar
best
yet
he
loves
antony
hoo!
hearts
tongues
figures
scribes
bards
poets
cannot
think
speak
cast
write
sing
number-
hoo!-
his
love
to
antony
but
as
for
caesar
kneel
down
kneel
down
and
wonder
agrippa
both
he
loves
enobarbus
they
are
his
shards
and
he
their
beetle
trumpets
within
so-
this
is
to
horse
adieu
noble
agrippa
agrippa
good
fortune
worthy
soldier
and
farewell
enter
caesar
antony
lepidus
and
octavia
antony
no
further
sir
caesar
you
take
from
me
a
great
part
of
myself
use
me
well
in't
sister
prove
such
a
wife
as
my
thoughts
make
thee
and
as
my
farthest
band
shall
pass
on
thy
approof
most
noble
antony
let
not
the
piece
of
virtue
which
is
set
betwixt
us
as
the
cement
of
our
love
to
keep
it
builded
be
the
ram
to
batter
the
fortress
of
it
for
better
might
we
have
lov'd
without
this
mean
if
on
both
parts
this
be
not
cherish'd
antony
make
me
not
offended
in
your
distrust
caesar
i
have
said
antony
you
shall
not
find
though
you
be
therein
curious
the
least
cause
for
what
you
seem
to
fear
so
the
gods
keep
you
and
make
the
hearts
of
romans
serve
your
ends!
we
will
here
part
caesar
farewell
my
dearest
sister
fare
thee
well
the
elements
be
kind
to
thee
and
make
thy
spirits
all
of
comfort!
fare
thee
well
octavia
my
noble
brother!
antony
the
april's
in
her
eyes
it
is
love's
spring
and
these
the
showers
to
bring
it
on
be
cheerful
octavia
sir
look
well
to
my
husband's
house
and-
caesar
what
octavia
octavia
i'll
tell
you
in
your
ear
antony
her
tongue
will
not
obey
her
heart
nor
can
her
heart
inform
her
tongue-
the
swan's
down
feather
that
stands
upon
the
swell
at
the
full
of
tide
and
neither
way
inclines
enobarbus
aside
to
agrippa
will
caesar
weep
agrippa
aside
to
enobarbus
he
has
a
cloud
in's
face
enobarbus
aside
to
agrippa
he
were
the
worse
for
that
were
he
a
horse
so
is
he
being
a
man
agrippa
aside
to
enobarbus
why
enobarbus
when
antony
found
julius
caesar
dead
he
cried
almost
to
roaring
and
he
wept
when
at
philippi
he
found
brutus
slain
enobarbus
aside
to
agrippa
that
year
indeed
he
was
troubled
with
a
rheum
what
willingly
he
did
confound
he
wail'd
believe't-
till
i
weep
too
caesar
no
sweet
octavia
you
shall
hear
from
me
still
the
time
shall
not
out-go
my
thinking
on
you
antony
come
sir
come
i'll
wrestle
with
you
in
my
strength
of
love
look
here
i
have
you
thus
i
let
you
go
and
give
you
to
the
gods
caesar
adieu
be
happy!
lepidus
let
all
the
number
of
the
stars
give
light
to
thy
fair
way!
caesar
farewell
farewell!
kisses
octavia
antony
farewell!
trumpets
sound
exeunt
act_3|sc_3
scene
iii
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
cleopatra
charmian
iras
and
alexas
cleopatra
where
is
the
fellow
alexas
half
afeard
to
come
cleopatra
go
to
go
to
enter
the
messenger
as
before
come
hither
sir
alexas
good
majesty
herod
of
jewry
dare
not
look
upon
you
but
when
you
are
well
pleas'd
cleopatra
that
herod's
head
i'll
have
but
how
when
antony
is
gone
through
whom
i
might
command
it
come
thou
near
messenger
most
gracious
majesty!
cleopatra
didst
thou
behold
octavia
messenger
ay
dread
queen
cleopatra
where
messenger
madam
in
rome
i
look'd
her
in
the
face
and
saw
her
led
between
her
brother
and
mark
antony
cleopatra
is
she
as
tall
as
me
messenger
she
is
not
madam
cleopatra
didst
hear
her
speak
is
she
shrill-tongu'd
or
low
messenger
madam
i
heard
her
speak
she
is
low-voic'd
cleopatra
that's
not
so
good
he
cannot
like
her
long
charmian
like
her
o
isis!
'tis
impossible
cleopatra
i
think
so
charmian
dull
of
tongue
and
dwarfish!
what
majesty
is
in
her
gait
remember
if
e'er
thou
look'dst
on
majesty
messenger
she
creeps
her
motion
and
her
station
are
as
one
she
shows
a
body
rather
than
a
life
a
statue
than
a
breather
cleopatra
is
this
certain
messenger
or
i
have
no
observance
charmian
three
in
egypt
cannot
make
better
note
cleopatra
he's
very
knowing
i
do
perceive't
there's
nothing
in
her
yet
the
fellow
has
good
judgment
charmian
excellent
cleopatra
guess
at
her
years
i
prithee
messenger
madam
she
was
a
widow
cleopatra
widow
charmian
hark!
messenger
and
i
do
think
she's
thirty
cleopatra
bear'st
thou
her
face
in
mind
is't
long
or
round
messenger
round
even
to
faultiness
cleopatra
for
the
most
part
too
they
are
foolish
that
are
so
her
hair
what
colour
messenger
brown
madam
and
her
forehead
as
low
as
she
would
wish
it
cleopatra
there's
gold
for
thee
thou
must
not
take
my
former
sharpness
ill
i
will
employ
thee
back
again
i
find
thee
most
fit
for
business
go
make
thee
ready
our
letters
are
prepar'd
exeunt
messenger
charmian
a
proper
man
cleopatra
indeed
he
is
so
i
repent
me
much
that
so
i
harried
him
why
methinks
by
him
this
creature's
no
such
thing
charmian
nothing
madam
cleopatra
the
man
hath
seen
some
majesty
and
should
know
charmian
hath
he
seen
majesty
isis
else
defend
and
serving
you
so
long!
cleopatra
i
have
one
thing
more
to
ask
him
yet
good
charmian
but
'tis
no
matter
thou
shalt
bring
him
to
me
where
i
will
write
all
may
be
well
enough
charmian
i
warrant
you
madam
exeunt
act_3|sc_4
scene
iv
athens
antony's
house
enter
antony
and
octavia
antony
nay
nay
octavia
not
only
that-
that
were
excusable
that
and
thousands
more
of
semblable
import-
but
he
hath
wag'd
new
wars
'gainst
pompey
made
his
will
and
read
it
to
public
ear
spoke
scandy
of
me
when
perforce
he
could
not
but
pay
me
terms
of
honour
cold
and
sickly
he
vented
them
most
narrow
measure
lent
me
when
the
best
hint
was
given
him
he
not
took't
or
did
it
from
his
teeth
octavia
o
my
good
lord
believe
not
all
or
if
you
must
believe
stomach
not
all
a
more
unhappy
lady
if
this
division
chance
ne'er
stood
between
praying
for
both
parts
the
good
gods
will
mock
me
presently
when
i
shall
pray
'o
bless
my
lord
and
husband!'
undo
that
prayer
by
crying
out
as
loud
'o
bless
my
brother!'
husband
win
win
brother
prays
and
destroys
the
prayer
no
mid-way
'twixt
these
extremes
at
all
antony
gentle
octavia
let
your
best
love
draw
to
that
point
which
seeks
best
to
preserve
it
if
i
lose
mine
honour
i
lose
myself
better
i
were
not
yours
than
yours
so
branchless
but
as
you
requested
yourself
shall
go
between's
the
meantime
lady
i'll
raise
the
preparation
of
a
war
shall
stain
your
brother
make
your
soonest
haste
so
your
desires
are
yours
octavia
thanks
to
my
lord
the
jove
of
power
make
me
most
weak
most
weak
your
reconciler!
wars
'twixt
you
twain
would
be
as
if
the
world
should
cleave
and
that
slain
men
should
solder
up
the
rift
antony
when
it
appears
to
you
where
this
begins
turn
your
displeasure
that
way
for
our
faults
can
never
be
so
equal
that
your
love
can
equally
move
with
them
provide
your
going
choose
your
own
company
and
command
what
cost
your
heart
has
mind
to
exeunt
act_3|sc_5
scene
v
athens
antony's
house
enter
enobarbus
and
eros
meeting
enobarbus
how
now
friend
eros!
eros
there's
strange
news
come
sir
enobarbus
what
man
eros
caesar
and
lepidus
have
made
wars
upon
pompey
enobarbus
this
is
old
what
is
the
success
eros
caesar
having
made
use
of
him
in
the
wars
'gainst
pompey
presently
denied
him
rivality
would
not
let
him
partake
in
the
glory
of
the
action
and
not
resting
here
accuses
him
of
letters
he
had
formerly
wrote
to
pompey
upon
his
own
appeal
seizes
him
so
the
poor
third
is
up
till
death
enlarge
his
confine
enobarbus
then
world
thou
hast
a
pair
of
chaps-
no
more
and
throw
between
them
all
the
food
thou
hast
they'll
grind
the
one
the
other
where's
antony
eros
he's
walking
in
the
garden-
thus
and
spurns
the
rush
that
lies
before
him
cries
'fool
lepidus!'
and
threats
the
throat
of
that
his
officer
that
murd'red
pompey
enobarbus
our
great
navy's
rigg'd
eros
for
italy
and
caesar
more
domitius
my
lord
desires
you
presently
my
news
i
might
have
told
hereafter
enobarbus
'twill
be
naught
but
let
it
be
bring
me
to
antony
eros
come
sir
exeunt
act_3|sc_6
scene
vi
rome
caesar's
house
enter
caesar
agrippa
and
maecenas
caesar
contemning
rome
he
has
done
all
this
and
more
in
alexandria
here's
the
manner
of't
i'
th'
market-place
on
a
tribunal
silver'd
cleopatra
and
himself
in
chairs
of
gold
were
publicly
enthron'd
at
the
feet
sat
caesarion
whom
they
call
my
father's
son
and
all
the
unlawful
issue
that
their
lust
since
then
hath
made
between
them
unto
her
he
gave
the
stablishment
of
egypt
made
her
of
lower
syria
cyprus
lydia
absolute
queen
maecenas
this
in
the
public
eye
caesar
i'
th'
common
show-place
where
they
exercise
his
sons
he
there
proclaim'd
the
kings
of
kings
great
media
parthia
and
armenia
he
gave
to
alexander
to
ptolemy
he
assign'd
syria
cilicia
and
phoenicia
she
in
th'
habiliments
of
the
goddess
isis
that
day
appear'd
and
oft
before
gave
audience
as
'tis
reported
so
maecenas
let
rome
be
thus
inform'd
agrippa
who
queasy
with
his
insolence
already
will
their
good
thoughts
call
from
him
caesar
the
people
knows
it
and
have
now
receiv'd
his
accusations
agrippa
who
does
he
accuse
caesar
caesar
and
that
having
in
sicily
sextus
pompeius
spoil'd
we
had
not
rated
him
his
part
o'
th'
isle
then
does
he
say
he
lent
me
some
shipping
unrestor'd
lastly
he
frets
that
lepidus
of
the
triumvirate
should
be
depos'd
and
being
that
we
detain
all
his
revenue
agrippa
sir
this
should
be
answer'd
caesar
'tis
done
already
and
messenger
gone
i
have
told
him
lepidus
was
grown
too
cruel
that
he
his
high
authority
abus'd
and
did
deserve
his
change
for
what
i
have
conquer'd
i
grant
him
part
but
then
in
his
armenia
and
other
of
his
conquer'd
kingdoms
demand
the
like
maecenas
he'll
never
yield
to
that
caesar
nor
must
not
then
be
yielded
to
in
this
enter
octavia
with
her
train
octavia
hail
caesar
and
my
lord!
hail
most
dear
caesar!
caesar
that
ever
i
should
call
thee
cast-away!
octavia
you
have
not
call'd
me
so
nor
have
you
cause
caesar
why
have
you
stol'n
upon
us
thus
you
come
not
like
caesar's
sister
the
wife
of
antony
should
have
an
army
for
an
usher
and
the
neighs
of
horse
to
tell
of
her
approach
long
ere
she
did
appear
the
trees
by
th'
way
should
have
borne
men
and
expectation
fainted
longing
for
what
it
had
not
nay
the
dust
should
have
ascended
to
the
roof
of
heaven
rais'd
by
your
populous
troops
but
you
are
come
a
market-maid
to
rome
and
have
prevented
the
ostentation
of
our
love
which
left
unshown
is
often
left
unlov'd
we
should
have
met
you
by
sea
and
land
supplying
every
stage
with
an
augmented
greeting
octavia
good
my
lord
to
come
thus
was
i
not
constrain'd
but
did
it
on
my
free
will
my
lord
mark
antony
hearing
that
you
prepar'd
for
war
acquainted
my
grieved
ear
withal
whereon
i
begg'd
his
pardon
for
return
caesar
which
soon
he
granted
being
an
obstruct
'tween
his
lust
and
him
octavia
do
not
say
so
my
lord
caesar
i
have
eyes
upon
him
and
his
affairs
come
to
me
on
the
wind
where
is
he
now
octavia
my
lord
in
athens
caesar
no
my
most
wronged
sister
cleopatra
hath
nodded
him
to
her
he
hath
given
his
empire
up
to
a
whore
who
now
are
levying
the
kings
o'
th'
earth
for
war
he
hath
assembled
bocchus
the
king
of
libya
archelaus
of
cappadocia
philadelphos
king
of
paphlagonia
the
thracian
king
adallas
king
manchus
of
arabia
king
of
pont
herod
of
jewry
mithridates
king
of
comagene
polemon
and
amyntas
the
kings
of
mede
and
lycaonia
with
more
larger
list
of
sceptres
octavia
ay
me
most
wretched
that
have
my
heart
parted
betwixt
two
friends
that
does
afflict
each
other!
caesar
welcome
hither
your
letters
did
withhold
our
breaking
forth
till
we
perceiv'd
both
how
you
were
wrong
led
and
we
in
negligent
danger
cheer
your
heart
be
you
not
troubled
with
the
time
which
drives
o'er
your
content
these
strong
necessities
but
let
determin'd
things
to
destiny
hold
unbewail'd
their
way
welcome
to
rome
nothing
more
dear
to
me
you
are
abus'd
beyond
the
mark
of
thought
and
the
high
gods
to
do
you
justice
make
their
ministers
of
us
and
those
that
love
you
best
of
comfort
and
ever
welcome
to
us
agrippa
welcome
lady
maecenas
welcome
dear
madam
each
heart
in
rome
does
love
and
pity
you
only
th'
adulterous
antony
most
large
in
his
abominations
turns
you
off
and
gives
his
potent
regiment
to
a
trull
that
noises
it
against
us
octavia
is
it
so
sir
caesar
most
certain
sister
welcome
pray
you
be
ever
known
to
patience
my
dear'st
sister!
exeunt
act_3|sc_7
scene
vii
antony's
camp
near
actium
enter
cleopatra
and
enobarbus
cleopatra
i
will
be
even
with
thee
doubt
it
not
enobarbus
but
why
why
cleopatra
thou
hast
forspoke
my
being
in
these
wars
and
say'st
it
is
not
fit
enobarbus
well
is
it
is
it
cleopatra
is't
not
denounc'd
against
us
why
should
not
we
be
there
in
person
enobarbus
aside
well
i
could
reply
if
we
should
serve
with
horse
and
mares
together
the
horse
were
merely
lost
the
mares
would
bear
a
soldier
and
his
horse
cleopatra
what
is't
you
say
enobarbus
your
presence
needs
must
puzzle
antony
take
from
his
heart
take
from
his
brain
from's
time
what
should
not
then
be
spar'd
he
is
already
traduc'd
for
levity
and
'tis
said
in
rome
that
photinus
an
eunuch
and
your
maids
manage
this
war
cleopatra
sink
rome
and
their
tongues
rot
that
speak
against
us!
a
charge
we
bear
i'
th'
war
and
as
the
president
of
my
kingdom
will
appear
there
for
a
man
speak
not
against
it
i
will
not
stay
behind
enter
antony
and
canidius
enobarbus
nay
i
have
done
here
comes
the
emperor
antony
is
it
not
strange
canidius
that
from
tarentum
and
brundusium
he
could
so
quickly
cut
the
ionian
sea
and
take
in
toryne
-
you
have
heard
on't
sweet
cleopatra
celerity
is
never
more
admir'd
than
by
the
negligent
antony
a
good
rebuke
which
might
have
well
becom'd
the
best
of
men
to
taunt
at
slackness
canidius
we
will
fight
with
him
by
sea
cleopatra
by
sea!
what
else
canidius
why
will
my
lord
do
so
antony
for
that
he
dares
us
to't
enobarbus
so
hath
my
lord
dar'd
him
to
single
fight
canidius
ay
and
to
wage
this
battle
at
pharsalia
where
caesar
fought
with
pompey
but
these
offers
which
serve
not
for
his
vantage
he
shakes
off
and
so
should
you
enobarbus
your
ships
are
not
well
mann'd
your
mariners
are
muleteers
reapers
people
ingross'd
by
swift
impress
in
caesar's
fleet
are
those
that
often
have
'gainst
pompey
fought
their
ships
are
yare
yours
heavy
no
disgrace
shall
fall
you
for
refusing
him
at
sea
being
prepar'd
for
land
antony
by
sea
by
sea
enobarbus
most
worthy
sir
you
therein
throw
away
the
absolute
soldiership
you
have
by
land
distract
your
army
which
doth
most
consist
of
war-mark'd
footmen
leave
unexecuted
your
own
renowned
knowledge
quite
forgo
the
way
which
promises
assurance
and
give
up
yourself
merely
to
chance
and
hazard
from
firm
security
antony
i'll
fight
at
sea
cleopatra
i
have
sixty
sails
caesar
none
better
antony
our
overplus
of
shipping
will
we
burn
and
with
the
rest
full-mann'd
from
th'
head
of
actium
beat
th'
approaching
caesar
but
if
we
fail
we
then
can
do't
at
land
enter
a
messenger
thy
business
messenger
the
news
is
true
my
lord
he
is
descried
caesar
has
taken
toryne
antony
can
he
be
there
in
person
'tis
impossible-
strange
that
his
power
should
be
canidius
our
nineteen
legions
thou
shalt
hold
by
land
and
our
twelve
thousand
horse
we'll
to
our
ship
away
my
thetis!
enter
a
soldier
how
now
worthy
soldier
soldier
o
noble
emperor
do
not
fight
by
sea
trust
not
to
rotten
planks
do
you
misdoubt
this
sword
and
these
my
wounds
let
th'
egyptians
and
the
phoenicians
go
a-ducking
we
have
us'd
to
conquer
standing
on
the
earth
and
fighting
foot
to
foot
antony
well
well-
away
exeunt
antony
cleopatra
and
enobarbus
soldier
by
hercules
i
think
i
am
i'
th'
right
canidius
soldier
thou
art
but
his
whole
action
grows
not
in
the
power
on't
so
our
leader's
led
and
we
are
women's
men
soldier
you
keep
by
land
the
legions
and
the
horse
whole
do
you
not
canidius
marcus
octavius
marcus
justeius
publicola
and
caelius
are
for
sea
but
we
keep
whole
by
land
this
speed
of
caesar's
carries
beyond
belief
soldier
while
he
was
yet
in
rome
his
power
went
out
in
such
distractions
as
beguil'd
all
spies
canidius
who's
his
lieutenant
hear
you
soldier
they
say
one
taurus
canidius
well
i
know
the
man
enter
a
messenger
messenger
the
emperor
calls
canidius
canidius
with
news
the
time's
with
labour
and
throes
forth
each
minute
some
exeunt
act_3|sc_8
scene
viii
a
plain
near
actium
enter
caesar
with
his
army
marching
caesar
taurus!
taurus
my
lord
caesar
strike
not
by
land
keep
whole
provoke
not
battle
till
we
have
done
at
sea
do
not
exceed
the
prescript
of
this
scroll
our
fortune
lies
upon
this
jump
exeunt
act_3|sc_9
scene
ix
another
part
of
the
plain
enter
antony
and
enobarbus
antony
set
we
our
squadrons
on
yon
side
o'
th'
hill
in
eye
of
caesar's
battle
from
which
place
we
may
the
number
of
the
ships
behold
and
so
proceed
accordingly
exeunt
act_3|sc_10
scene
x
another
part
of
the
plain
canidius
marcheth
with
his
land
army
one
way
over
the
stage
and
taurus
the
lieutenant
of
caesar
the
other
way
after
their
going
in
is
heard
the
noise
of
a
sea-fight
alarum
enter
enobarbus
enobarbus
naught
naught
all
naught!
i
can
behold
no
longer
th'
antoniad
the
egyptian
admiral
with
all
their
sixty
fly
and
turn
the
rudder
to
see't
mine
eyes
are
blasted
enter
scarus
scarus
gods
and
goddesses
all
the
whole
synod
of
them!
enobarbus
what's
thy
passion
scarus
the
greater
cantle
of
the
world
is
lost
with
very
ignorance
we
have
kiss'd
away
kingdoms
and
provinces
enobarbus
how
appears
the
fight
scarus
on
our
side
like
the
token'd
pestilence
where
death
is
sure
yon
ribaudred
nag
of
egypt-
whom
leprosy
o'ertake!-
i'
th'
midst
o'
th'
fight
when
vantage
like
a
pair
of
twins
appear'd
both
as
the
same
or
rather
ours
the
elder-
the
breese
upon
her
like
a
cow
in
june-
hoists
sails
and
flies
enobarbus
that
i
beheld
mine
eyes
did
sicken
at
the
sight
and
could
not
endure
a
further
view
scarus
she
once
being
loof'd
the
noble
ruin
of
her
magic
antony
claps
on
his
sea-wing
and
like
a
doting
mallard
leaving
the
fight
in
height
flies
after
her
i
never
saw
an
action
of
such
shame
experience
manhood
honour
ne'er
before
did
violate
so
itself
enobarbus
alack
alack!
enter
canidius
canidius
our
fortune
on
the
sea
is
out
of
breath
and
sinks
most
lamentably
had
our
general
been
what
he
knew
himself
it
had
gone
well
o
he
has
given
example
for
our
flight
most
grossly
by
his
own!
enobarbus
ay
are
you
thereabouts
why
then
good
night
indeed
canidius
toward
peloponnesus
are
they
fled
scarus
'tis
easy
to't
and
there
i
will
attend
what
further
comes
canidius
to
caesar
will
i
render
my
legions
and
my
horse
six
kings
already
show
me
the
way
of
yielding
enobarbus
i'll
yet
follow
the
wounded
chance
of
antony
though
my
reason
sits
in
the
wind
against
me
exeunt
act_3|sc_11
scene
xi
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
antony
with
attendants
antony
hark!
the
land
bids
me
tread
no
more
upon't
it
is
asham'd
to
bear
me
friends
come
hither
i
am
so
lated
in
the
world
that
i
have
lost
my
way
for
ever
i
have
a
ship
laden
with
gold
take
that
divide
it
fly
and
make
your
peace
with
caesar
all
fly
not
we!
antony
i
have
fled
myself
and
have
instructed
cowards
to
run
and
show
their
shoulders
friends
be
gone
i
have
myself
resolv'd
upon
a
course
which
has
no
need
of
you
be
gone
my
treasure's
in
the
harbour
take
it
o
i
follow'd
that
i
blush
to
look
upon
my
very
hairs
do
mutiny
for
the
white
reprove
the
brown
for
rashness
and
they
them
for
fear
and
doting
friends
be
gone
you
shall
have
letters
from
me
to
some
friends
that
will
sweep
your
way
for
you
pray
you
look
not
sad
nor
make
replies
of
loathness
take
the
hint
which
my
despair
proclaims
let
that
be
left
which
leaves
itself
to
the
sea-side
straight
way
i
will
possess
you
of
that
ship
and
treasure
leave
me
i
pray
a
little
pray
you
now
nay
do
so
for
indeed
i
have
lost
command
therefore
i
pray
you
i'll
see
you
by
and
by
sits
down
enter
cleopatra
led
by
charmian
and
iras
eros
following
eros
nay
gentle
madam
to
him!
comfort
him
iras
do
most
dear
queen
charmian
do
why
what
else
cleopatra
let
me
sit
down
o
juno!
antony
no
no
no
no
no
eros
see
you
here
sir
antony
o
fie
fie
fie!
charmian
madam!
iras
madam
o
good
empress!
eros
sir
sir!
antony
yes
my
lord
yes
he
at
philippi
kept
his
sword
e'en
like
a
dancer
while
i
struck
the
lean
and
wrinkled
cassius
and
'twas
i
that
the
mad
brutus
ended
he
alone
dealt
on
lieutenantry
and
no
practice
had
in
the
brave
squares
of
war
yet
now-
no
matter
cleopatra
ah
stand
by!
eros
the
queen
my
lord
the
queen!
iras
go
to
him
madam
speak
to
him
he
is
unqualitied
with
very
shame
cleopatra
well
then
sustain
me
o!
eros
most
noble
sir
arise
the
queen
approaches
her
head's
declin'd
and
death
will
seize
her
but
your
comfort
makes
the
rescue
antony
i
have
offended
reputation-
a
most
unnoble
swerving
eros
sir
the
queen
antony
o
whither
hast
thou
led
me
egypt
see
how
i
convey
my
shame
out
of
thine
eyes
by
looking
back
what
i
have
left
behind
'stroy'd
in
dishonour
cleopatra
o
my
lord
my
lord
forgive
my
fearful
sails!
i
little
thought
you
would
have
followed
antony
egypt
thou
knew'st
too
well
my
heart
was
to
thy
rudder
tied
by
th'
strings
and
thou
shouldst
tow
me
after
o'er
my
spirit
thy
full
supremacy
thou
knew'st
and
that
thy
beck
might
from
the
bidding
of
the
gods
command
me
cleopatra
o
my
pardon!
antony
now
i
must
to
the
young
man
send
humble
treaties
dodge
and
palter
in
the
shifts
of
lowness
who
with
half
the
bulk
o'
th'
world
play'd
as
i
pleas'd
making
and
marring
fortunes
you
did
know
how
much
you
were
my
conqueror
and
that
my
sword
made
weak
by
my
affection
would
obey
it
on
all
cause
cleopatra
pardon
pardon!
antony
fall
not
a
tear
i
say
one
of
them
rates
all
that
is
won
and
lost
give
me
a
kiss
even
this
repays
me
we
sent
our
schoolmaster
is
'a
come
back
love
i
am
full
of
lead
some
wine
within
there
and
our
viands!
fortune
knows
we
scorn
her
most
when
most
she
offers
blows
exeunt
act_3|sc_12
scene
xii
caesar's
camp
in
egypt
enter
caesar
agrippa
dolabella
thyreus
with
others
caesar
let
him
appear
that's
come
from
antony
know
you
him
dolabella
caesar
'tis
his
schoolmaster
an
argument
that
he
is
pluck'd
when
hither
he
sends
so
poor
a
pinion
of
his
wing
which
had
superfluous
kings
for
messengers
not
many
moons
gone
by
enter
euphronius
ambassador
from
antony
caesar
approach
and
speak
euphronius
such
as
i
am
i
come
from
antony
i
was
of
late
as
petty
to
his
ends
as
is
the
morn-dew
on
the
myrtle
leaf
to
his
grand
sea
caesar
be't
so
declare
thine
office
euphronius
lord
of
his
fortunes
he
salutes
thee
and
requires
to
live
in
egypt
which
not
granted
he
lessens
his
requests
and
to
thee
sues
to
let
him
breathe
between
the
heavens
and
earth
a
private
man
in
athens
this
for
him
next
cleopatra
does
confess
thy
greatness
submits
her
to
thy
might
and
of
thee
craves
the
circle
of
the
ptolemies
for
her
heirs
now
hazarded
to
thy
grace
caesar
for
antony
i
have
no
ears
to
his
request
the
queen
of
audience
nor
desire
shall
fail
so
she
from
egypt
drive
her
all-disgraced
friend
or
take
his
life
there
this
if
she
perform
she
shall
not
sue
unheard
so
to
them
both
euphronius
fortune
pursue
thee!
caesar
bring
him
through
the
bands
exit
euphronius
to
thyreus
to
try
thy
eloquence
now
'tis
time
dispatch
from
antony
win
cleopatra
promise
and
in
our
name
what
she
requires
add
more
from
thine
invention
offers
women
are
not
in
their
best
fortunes
strong
but
want
will
perjure
the
ne'er-touch'd
vestal
try
thy
cunning
thyreus
make
thine
own
edict
for
thy
pains
which
we
will
answer
as
a
law
thyreus
caesar
i
go
caesar
observe
how
antony
becomes
his
flaw
and
what
thou
think'st
his
very
action
speaks
in
every
power
that
moves
thyreus
caesar
i
shall
exeunt
act_3|sc_13
scene
xiii
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
cleopatra
enobarbus
charmian
and
iras
cleopatra
what
shall
we
do
enobarbus
enobarbus
think
and
die
cleopatra
is
antony
or
we
in
fault
for
this
enobarbus
antony
only
that
would
make
his
will
lord
of
his
reason
what
though
you
fled
from
that
great
face
of
war
whose
several
ranges
frighted
each
other
why
should
he
follow
the
itch
of
his
affection
should
not
then
have
nick'd
his
captainship
at
such
a
point
when
half
to
half
the
world
oppos'd
he
being
the
mered
question
'twas
a
shame
no
less
than
was
his
loss
to
course
your
flying
flags
and
leave
his
navy
gazing
cleopatra
prithee
peace
enter
euphronius
the
ambassador
with
antony
antony
is
that
his
answer
euphronius
ay
my
lord
antony
the
queen
shall
then
have
courtesy
so
she
will
yield
us
up
euphronius
he
says
so
antony
let
her
know't
to
the
boy
caesar
send
this
grizzled
head
and
he
will
fill
thy
wishes
to
the
brim
with
principalities
cleopatra
that
head
my
lord
antony
to
him
again
tell
him
he
wears
the
rose
of
youth
upon
him
from
which
the
world
should
note
something
particular
his
coin
ships
legions
may
be
a
coward's
whose
ministers
would
prevail
under
the
service
of
a
child
as
soon
as
i'
th'
command
of
caesar
i
dare
him
therefore
to
lay
his
gay
comparisons
apart
and
answer
me
declin'd
sword
against
sword
ourselves
alone
i'll
write
it
follow
me
exeunt
antony
and
euphronius
euphronius
aside
yes
like
enough
high-battled
caesar
will
unstate
his
happiness
and
be
stag'd
to
th'
show
against
a
sworder!
i
see
men's
judgments
are
a
parcel
of
their
fortunes
and
things
outward
do
draw
the
inward
quality
after
them
to
suffer
all
alike
that
he
should
dream
knowing
all
measures
the
full
caesar
will
answer
his
emptiness!
caesar
thou
hast
subdu'd
his
judgment
too
enter
a
servant
servant
a
messenger
from
caesar
cleopatra
what
no
more
ceremony
see
my
women!
against
the
blown
rose
may
they
stop
their
nose
that
kneel'd
unto
the
buds
admit
him
sir
exit
servant
enobarbus
aside
mine
honesty
and
i
begin
to
square
the
loyalty
well
held
to
fools
does
make
our
faith
mere
folly
yet
he
that
can
endure
to
follow
with
allegiance
a
fall'n
lord
does
conquer
him
that
did
his
master
conquer
and
earns
a
place
i'
th'
story
enter
thyreus
cleopatra
caesar's
will
thyreus
hear
it
apart
cleopatra
none
but
friends
say
boldly
thyreus
so
haply
are
they
friends
to
antony
enobarbus
he
needs
as
many
sir
as
caesar
has
or
needs
not
us
if
caesar
please
our
master
will
leap
to
be
his
friend
for
us
you
know
whose
he
is
we
are
and
that
is
caesar's
thyreus
so
thus
then
thou
most
renown'd
caesar
entreats
not
to
consider
in
what
case
thou
stand'st
further
than
he
is
caesar
cleopatra
go
on
right
royal!
thyreus
he
knows
that
you
embrace
not
antony
as
you
did
love
but
as
you
fear'd
him
cleopatra
o!
thyreus
the
scars
upon
your
honour
therefore
he
does
pity
as
constrained
blemishes
not
as
deserv'd
cleopatra
he
is
a
god
and
knows
what
is
most
right
mine
honour
was
not
yielded
but
conquer'd
merely
enobarbus
aside
to
be
sure
of
that
i
will
ask
antony
sir
sir
thou
art
so
leaky
that
we
must
leave
thee
to
thy
sinking
for
thy
dearest
quit
thee
exit
thyreus
shall
i
say
to
caesar
what
you
require
of
him
for
he
partly
begs
to
be
desir'd
to
give
it
much
would
please
him
that
of
his
fortunes
you
should
make
a
staff
to
lean
upon
but
it
would
warm
his
spirits
to
hear
from
me
you
had
left
antony
and
put
yourself
under
his
shroud
the
universal
landlord
cleopatra
what's
your
name
thyreus
my
name
is
thyreus
cleopatra
most
kind
messenger
say
to
great
caesar
this
in
deputation
i
kiss
his
conquring
hand
tell
him
i
am
prompt
to
lay
my
crown
at
's
feet
and
there
to
kneel
tell
him
from
his
all-obeying
breath
i
hear
the
doom
of
egypt
thyreus
'tis
your
noblest
course
wisdom
and
fortune
combating
together
if
that
the
former
dare
but
what
it
can
no
chance
may
shake
it
give
me
grace
to
lay
my
duty
on
your
hand
cleopatra
your
caesar's
father
oft
when
he
hath
mus'd
of
taking
kingdoms
in
bestow'd
his
lips
on
that
unworthy
place
as
it
rain'd
kisses
re-enter
antony
and
enobarbus
antony
favours
by
jove
that
thunders!
what
art
thou
fellow
thyreus
one
that
but
performs
the
bidding
of
the
fullest
man
and
worthiest
to
have
command
obey'd
enobarbus
aside
you
will
be
whipt
antony
approach
there
-
ah
you
kite!-
now
gods
and
devils!
authority
melts
from
me
of
late
when
i
cried
'ho!'
like
boys
unto
a
muss
kings
would
start
forth
and
cry
'your
will
'
have
you
no
ears
i
am
antony
yet
enter
servants
take
hence
this
jack
and
whip
him
enobarbus
'tis
better
playing
with
a
lion's
whelp
than
with
an
old
one
dying
antony
moon
and
stars!
whip
him
were't
twenty
of
the
greatest
tributaries
that
do
acknowledge
caesar
should
i
find
them
so
saucy
with
the
hand
of
she
here-
what's
her
name
since
she
was
cleopatra
whip
him
fellows
till
like
a
boy
you
see
him
cringe
his
face
and
whine
aloud
for
mercy
take
him
hence
thymus
mark
antony-
antony
tug
him
away
being
whipt
bring
him
again
the
jack
of
caesar's
shall
bear
us
an
errand
to
him
exeunt
servants
with
thyreus
you
were
half
blasted
ere
i
knew
you
ha!
have
i
my
pillow
left
unpress'd
in
rome
forborne
the
getting
of
a
lawful
race
and
by
a
gem
of
women
to
be
abus'd
by
one
that
looks
on
feeders
cleopatra
good
my
lord-
antony
you
have
been
a
boggler
ever
but
when
we
in
our
viciousness
grow
hard-
o
misery
on't!-
the
wise
gods
seel
our
eyes
in
our
own
filth
drop
our
clear
judgments
make
us
adore
our
errors
laugh
at's
while
we
strut
to
our
confusion
cleopatra
o
is't
come
to
this
antony
i
found
you
as
a
morsel
cold
upon
dead
caesar's
trencher
nay
you
were
a
fragment
of
cneius
pompey's
besides
what
hotter
hours
unregist'red
in
vulgar
fame
you
have
luxuriously
pick'd
out
for
i
am
sure
though
you
can
guess
what
temperance
should
be
you
know
not
what
it
is
cleopatra
wherefore
is
this
antony
to
let
a
fellow
that
will
take
rewards
and
say
'god
quit
you!'
be
familiar
with
my
playfellow
your
hand
this
kingly
seal
and
plighter
of
high
hearts!
o
that
i
were
upon
the
hill
of
basan
to
outroar
the
horned
herd!
for
i
have
savage
cause
and
to
proclaim
it
civilly
were
like
a
halter'd
neck
which
does
the
hangman
thank
for
being
yare
about
him
re-enter
a
servant
with
thyreus
is
he
whipt
servant
soundly
my
lord
antony
cried
he
and
begg'd
'a
pardon
servant
he
did
ask
favour
antony
if
that
thy
father
live
let
him
repent
thou
wast
not
made
his
daughter
and
be
thou
sorry
to
follow
caesar
in
his
triumph
since
thou
hast
been
whipt
for
following
him
henceforth
the
white
hand
of
a
lady
fever
thee!
shake
thou
to
look
on't
get
thee
back
to
caesar
tell
him
thy
entertainment
look
thou
say
he
makes
me
angry
with
him
for
he
seems
proud
and
disdainful
harping
on
what
i
am
not
what
he
knew
i
was
he
makes
me
angry
and
at
this
time
most
easy
'tis
to
do't
when
my
good
stars
that
were
my
former
guides
have
empty
left
their
orbs
and
shot
their
fires
into
th'
abysm
of
hell
if
he
mislike
my
speech
and
what
is
done
tell
him
he
has
hipparchus
my
enfranched
bondman
whom
he
may
at
pleasure
whip
or
hang
or
torture
as
he
shall
like
to
quit
me
urge
it
thou
hence
with
thy
stripes
be
gone
exit
thyreus
cleopatra
have
you
done
yet
antony
alack
our
terrene
moon
is
now
eclips'd
and
it
portends
alone
the
fall
of
antony
cleopatra
i
must
stay
his
time
antony
to
flatter
caesar
would
you
mingle
eyes
with
one
that
ties
his
points
cleopatra
not
know
me
yet
antony
cold-hearted
toward
me
cleopatra
ah
dear
if
i
be
so
from
my
cold
heart
let
heaven
engender
hail
and
poison
it
in
the
source
and
the
first
stone
drop
in
my
neck
as
it
determines
so
dissolve
my
life!
the
next
caesarion
smite!
till
by
degrees
the
memory
of
my
womb
together
with
my
brave
egyptians
all
by
the
discandying
of
this
pelleted
storm
lie
graveless
till
the
flies
and
gnats
of
nile
have
buried
them
for
prey
antony
i
am
satisfied
caesar
sits
down
in
alexandria
where
i
will
oppose
his
fate
our
force
by
land
hath
nobly
held
our
sever'd
navy
to
have
knit
again
and
fleet
threat'ning
most
sea-like
where
hast
thou
been
my
heart
dost
thou
hear
lady
if
from
the
field
i
shall
return
once
more
to
kiss
these
lips
i
will
appear
in
blood
i
and
my
sword
will
earn
our
chronicle
there's
hope
in't
yet
cleopatra
that's
my
brave
lord!
antony
i
will
be
treble-sinew'd
hearted
breath'd
and
fight
maliciously
for
when
mine
hours
were
nice
and
lucky
men
did
ransom
lives
of
me
for
jests
but
now
i'll
set
my
teeth
and
send
to
darkness
all
that
stop
me
come
let's
have
one
other
gaudy
night
call
to
me
all
my
sad
captains
fill
our
bowls
once
more
let's
mock
the
midnight
bell
cleopatra
it
is
my
birthday
i
had
thought
t'have
held
it
poor
but
since
my
lord
is
antony
again
i
will
be
cleopatra
antony
we
will
yet
do
well
cleopatra
call
all
his
noble
captains
to
my
lord
antony
do
so
we'll
speak
to
them
and
to-night
i'll
force
the
wine
peep
through
their
scars
come
on
my
queen
there's
sap
in't
yet
the
next
time
i
do
fight
i'll
make
death
love
me
for
i
will
contend
even
with
his
pestilent
scythe
exeunt
all
but
enobarbus
enobarbus
now
he'll
outstare
the
lightning
to
be
furious
is
to
be
frighted
out
of
fear
and
in
that
mood
the
dove
will
peck
the
estridge
and
i
see
still
a
diminution
in
our
captain's
brain
restores
his
heart
when
valour
preys
on
reason
it
eats
the
sword
it
fights
with
i
will
seek
some
way
to
leave
him
exit
act_4|sc_1
act
iv
scene
i
caesar's
camp
before
alexandria
enter
caesar
agrippa
and
maecenas
with
his
army
caesar
reading
a
letter
caesar
he
calls
me
boy
and
chides
as
he
had
power
to
beat
me
out
of
egypt
my
messenger
he
hath
whipt
with
rods
dares
me
to
personal
combat
caesar
to
antony
let
the
old
ruffian
know
i
have
many
other
ways
to
die
meantime
laugh
at
his
challenge
maecenas
caesar
must
think
when
one
so
great
begins
to
rage
he's
hunted
even
to
falling
give
him
no
breath
but
now
make
boot
of
his
distraction
never
anger
made
good
guard
for
itself
caesar
let
our
best
heads
know
that
to-morrow
the
last
of
many
battles
we
mean
to
fight
within
our
files
there
are
of
those
that
serv'd
mark
antony
but
late
enough
to
fetch
him
in
see
it
done
and
feast
the
army
we
have
store
to
do't
and
they
have
earn'd
the
waste
poor
antony!
exeunt
act_4|sc_2
scene
ii
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
antony
cleopatra
enobarbus
charmian
iras
alexas
with
others
antony
he
will
not
fight
with
me
domitius
enobarbus
no
antony
why
should
he
not
enobarbus
he
thinks
being
twenty
times
of
better
fortune
he
is
twenty
men
to
one
antony
to-morrow
soldier
by
sea
and
land
i'll
fight
or
i
will
live
or
bathe
my
dying
honour
in
the
blood
shall
make
it
live
again
woo't
thou
fight
well
enobarbus
i'll
strike
and
cry
'take
all
'
antony
well
said
come
on
call
forth
my
household
servants
let's
to-night
be
bounteous
at
our
meal
enter
three
or
four
servitors
give
me
thy
hand
thou
has
been
rightly
honest
so
hast
thou
thou
and
thou
and
thou
you
have
serv'd
me
well
and
kings
have
been
your
fellows
cleopatra
aside
to
enobarbus
what
means
this
enobarbus
aside
to
cleopatra
'tis
one
of
those
odd
tricks
which
sorrow
shoots
out
of
the
mind
antony
and
thou
art
honest
too
i
wish
i
could
be
made
so
many
men
and
all
of
you
clapp'd
up
together
in
an
antony
that
i
might
do
you
service
so
good
as
you
have
done
servant
the
gods
forbid!
antony
well
my
good
fellows
wait
on
me
to-night
scant
not
my
cups
and
make
as
much
of
me
as
when
mine
empire
was
your
fellow
too
and
suffer'd
my
command
cleopatra
aside
to
enobarbus
what
does
he
mean
enobarbus
aside
to
cleopatra
to
make
his
followers
weep
antony
tend
me
to-night
may
be
it
is
the
period
of
your
duty
haply
you
shall
not
see
me
more
or
if
a
mangled
shadow
perchance
to-morrow
you'll
serve
another
master
i
look
on
you
as
one
that
takes
his
leave
mine
honest
friends
i
turn
you
not
away
but
like
a
master
married
to
your
good
service
stay
till
death
tend
me
to-night
two
hours
i
ask
no
more
and
the
gods
yield
you
for't!
enobarbus
what
mean
you
sir
to
give
them
this
discomfort
look
they
weep
and
i
an
ass
am
onion-ey'd
for
shame!
transform
us
not
to
women
antony
ho
ho
ho!
now
the
witch
take
me
if
i
meant
it
thus!
grace
grow
where
those
drops
fall!
my
hearty
friends
you
take
me
in
too
dolorous
a
sense
for
i
spake
to
you
for
your
comfort
did
desire
you
to
burn
this
night
with
torches
know
my
hearts
i
hope
well
of
to-morrow
and
will
lead
you
where
rather
i'll
expect
victorious
life
than
death
and
honour
let's
to
supper
come
and
drown
consideration
exeunt
act_4|sc_3
scene
iii
alexandria
before
cleopatra's
palace
enter
a
company
of
soldiers
first
soldier
brother
good
night
to-morrow
is
the
day
second
soldier
it
will
determine
one
way
fare
you
well
heard
you
of
nothing
strange
about
the
streets
first
soldier
nothing
what
news
second
soldier
belike
'tis
but
a
rumour
good
night
to
you
first
soldier
well
sir
good
night
they
meet
other
soldiers
second
soldier
soldiers
have
careful
watch
first
soldier
and
you
good
night
good
night
the
two
companies
separate
and
place
themselves
in
every
corner
of
the
stage
second
soldier
here
we
and
if
to-morrow
our
navy
thrive
i
have
an
absolute
hope
our
landmen
will
stand
up
third
soldier
'tis
a
brave
army
and
full
of
purpose
music
of
the
hautboys
is
under
the
stage
second
soldier
peace
what
noise
third
soldier
list
list!
second
soldier
hark!
third
soldier
music
i'
th'
air
fourth
soldier
under
the
earth
third
soldier
it
signs
well
does
it
not
fourth
soldier
no
third
soldier
peace
i
say!
what
should
this
mean
second
soldier
'tis
the
god
hercules
whom
antony
lov'd
now
leaves
him
third
soldier
walk
let's
see
if
other
watchmen
do
hear
what
we
do
second
soldier
how
now
masters!
soldiers
speaking
together
how
now!
how
now!
do
you
hear
this
first
soldier
ay
is't
not
strange
third
soldier
do
you
hear
masters
do
you
hear
first
soldier
follow
the
noise
so
far
as
we
have
quarter
let's
see
how
it
will
give
off
soldiers
content
'tis
strange
exeunt
act_4|sc_4
scene
iv
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
antony
and
cleopatra
charmian
iras
with
others
antony
eros!
mine
armour
eros!
cleopatra
sleep
a
little
antony
no
my
chuck
eros!
come
mine
armour
eros!
enter
eros
with
armour
come
good
fellow
put
mine
iron
on
if
fortune
be
not
ours
to-day
it
is
because
we
brave
her
come
cleopatra
nay
i'll
help
too
what's
this
for
antony
ah
let
be
let
be!
thou
art
the
armourer
of
my
heart
false
false
this
this
cleopatra
sooth
la
i'll
help
thus
it
must
be
antony
well
well
we
shall
thrive
now
seest
thou
my
good
fellow
go
put
on
thy
defences
eros
briefly
sir
cleopatra
is
not
this
buckled
well
antony
rarely
rarely!
he
that
unbuckles
this
till
we
do
please
to
daff't
for
our
repose
shall
hear
a
storm
thou
fumblest
eros
and
my
queen's
a
squire
more
tight
at
this
than
thou
dispatch
o
love
that
thou
couldst
see
my
wars
to-day
and
knew'st
the
royal
occupation!
thou
shouldst
see
a
workman
in't
enter
an
armed
soldier
good-morrow
to
thee
welcome
thou
look'st
like
him
that
knows
a
warlike
charge
to
business
that
we
love
we
rise
betime
and
go
to't
with
delight
soldier
a
thousand
sir
early
though't
be
have
on
their
riveted
trim
and
at
the
port
expect
you
shout
flourish
of
trumpets
within
enter
captains
and
soldiers
captain
the
morn
is
fair
good
morrow
general
all
good
morrow
general
antony
'tis
well
blown
lads
this
morning
like
the
spirit
of
a
youth
that
means
to
be
of
note
begins
betimes
so
so
come
give
me
that
this
way
well
said
fare
thee
well
dame
whate'er
becomes
of
me
this
is
a
soldier's
kiss
rebukeable
and
worthy
shameful
check
it
were
to
stand
on
more
mechanic
compliment
i'll
leave
thee
now
like
a
man
of
steel
you
that
will
fight
follow
me
close
i'll
bring
you
to't
adieu
exeunt
antony
eros
captains
and
soldiers
charmian
please
you
retire
to
your
chamber
cleopatra
lead
me
he
goes
forth
gallantly
that
he
and
caesar
might
determine
this
great
war
in
single
fight!
then
antony-
but
now
well
on
exeunt
act_4|sc_5
scene
v
alexandria
antony's
camp
trumpets
sound
enter
antony
and
eros
a
soldier
meeting
them
soldier
the
gods
make
this
a
happy
day
to
antony!
antony
would
thou
and
those
thy
scars
had
once
prevail'd
to
make
me
fight
at
land!
soldier
hadst
thou
done
so
the
kings
that
have
revolted
and
the
soldier
that
has
this
morning
left
thee
would
have
still
followed
thy
heels
antony
who's
gone
this
morning
soldier
who
one
ever
near
thee
call
for
enobarbus
he
shall
not
hear
thee
or
from
caesar's
camp
say
'i
am
none
of
thine
'
antony
what
say'st
thou
soldier
sir
he
is
with
caesar
eros
sir
his
chests
and
treasure
he
has
not
with
him
antony
is
he
gone
soldier
most
certain
antony
go
eros
send
his
treasure
after
do
it
detain
no
jot
i
charge
thee
write
to
him-
i
will
subscribe-
gentle
adieus
and
greetings
say
that
i
wish
he
never
find
more
cause
to
change
a
master
o
my
fortunes
have
corrupted
honest
men!
dispatch
enobarbus!
exeunt
act_4|sc_6
scene
vi
alexandria
caesar's
camp
flourish
enter
agrippa
caesar
with
dolabella
and
enobarbus
caesar
go
forth
agrippa
and
begin
the
fight
our
will
is
antony
be
took
alive
make
it
so
known
agrippa
caesar
i
shall
exit
caesar
the
time
of
universal
peace
is
near
prove
this
a
prosp'rous
day
the
three-nook'd
world
shall
bear
the
olive
freely
enter
a
messenger
messenger
antony
is
come
into
the
field
caesar
go
charge
agrippa
plant
those
that
have
revolted
in
the
vant
that
antony
may
seem
to
spend
his
fury
upon
himself
exeunt
all
but
enobarbus
enobarbus
alexas
did
revolt
and
went
to
jewry
on
affairs
of
antony
there
did
dissuade
great
herod
to
incline
himself
to
caesar
and
leave
his
master
antony
for
this
pains
casaer
hath
hang'd
him
canidius
and
the
rest
that
fell
away
have
entertainment
but
no
honourable
trust
i
have
done
ill
of
which
i
do
accuse
myself
so
sorely
that
i
will
joy
no
more
enter
a
soldier
of
caesar's
soldier
enobarbus
antony
hath
after
thee
sent
all
thy
treasure
with
his
bounty
overplus
the
messenger
came
on
my
guard
and
at
thy
tent
is
now
unloading
of
his
mules
enobarbus
i
give
it
you
soldier
mock
not
enobarbus
i
tell
you
true
best
you
saf'd
the
bringer
out
of
the
host
i
must
attend
mine
office
or
would
have
done't
myself
your
emperor
continues
still
a
jove
exit
enobarbus
i
am
alone
the
villain
of
the
earth
and
feel
i
am
so
most
o
antony
thou
mine
of
bounty
how
wouldst
thou
have
paid
my
better
service
when
my
turpitude
thou
dost
so
crown
with
gold!
this
blows
my
heart
if
swift
thought
break
it
not
a
swifter
mean
shall
outstrike
thought
but
thought
will
do't
i
feel
i
fight
against
thee
no!
i
will
go
seek
some
ditch
wherein
to
die
the
foul'st
best
fits
my
latter
part
of
life
exit
act_4|sc_7
scene
vii
field
of
battle
between
the
camps
alarum
drums
and
trumpets
enter
agrippa
and
others
agrippa
retire
we
have
engag'd
ourselves
too
far
caesar
himself
has
work
and
our
oppression
exceeds
what
we
expected
exeunt
alarums
enter
antony
and
scarus
wounded
scarus
o
my
brave
emperor
this
is
fought
indeed!
had
we
done
so
at
first
we
had
droven
them
home
with
clouts
about
their
heads
antony
thou
bleed'st
apace
scarus
i
had
a
wound
here
that
was
like
a
t
but
now
'tis
made
an
h
antony
they
do
retire
scarus
we'll
beat'em
into
bench-holes
i
have
yet
room
for
six
scotches
more
enter
eros
eros
they
are
beaten
sir
and
our
advantage
serves
for
a
fair
victory
scarus
let
us
score
their
backs
and
snatch
'em
up
as
we
take
hares
behind
'tis
sport
to
maul
a
runner
antony
i
will
reward
thee
once
for
thy
sprightly
comfort
and
tenfold
for
thy
good
valour
come
thee
on
scarus
i'll
halt
after
exeunt
act_4|sc_8
scene
viii
under
the
walls
of
alexandria
alarum
enter
antony
again
in
a
march
scarus
with
others
antony
we
have
beat
him
to
his
camp
run
one
before
and
let
the
queen
know
of
our
gests
to-morrow
before
the
sun
shall
see's
we'll
spill
the
blood
that
has
to-day
escap'd
i
thank
you
all
for
doughty-handed
are
you
and
have
fought
not
as
you
serv'd
the
cause
but
as't
had
been
each
man's
like
mine
you
have
shown
all
hectors
enter
the
city
clip
your
wives
your
friends
tell
them
your
feats
whilst
they
with
joyful
tears
wash
the
congealment
from
your
wounds
and
kiss
the
honour'd
gashes
whole
enter
cleopatra
attended
to
scarus
give
me
thy
hand-
to
this
great
fairy
i'll
commend
thy
acts
make
her
thanks
bless
thee
o
thou
day
o'
th'
world
chain
mine
arm'd
neck
leap
thou
attire
and
all
through
proof
of
harness
to
my
heart
and
there
ride
on
the
pants
triumphing
cleopatra
lord
of
lords!
o
infinite
virtue
com'st
thou
smiling
from
the
world's
great
snare
uncaught
antony
mine
nightingale
we
have
beat
them
to
their
beds
what
girl!
though
grey
do
something
mingle
with
our
younger
brown
yet
ha'
we
a
brain
that
nourishes
our
nerves
and
can
get
goal
for
goal
of
youth
behold
this
man
commend
unto
his
lips
thy
favouring
hand-
kiss
it
my
warrior-
he
hath
fought
to-day
as
if
a
god
in
hate
of
mankind
had
destroyed
in
such
a
shape
cleopatra
i'll
give
thee
friend
an
armour
all
of
gold
it
was
a
king's
antony
he
has
deserv'd
it
were
it
carbuncled
like
holy
phoebus'
car
give
me
thy
hand
through
alexandria
make
a
jolly
march
bear
our
hack'd
targets
like
the
men
that
owe
them
had
our
great
palace
the
capacity
to
camp
this
host
we
all
would
sup
together
and
drink
carouses
to
the
next
day's
fate
which
promises
royal
peril
trumpeters
with
brazen
din
blast
you
the
city's
ear
make
mingle
with
our
rattling
tabourines
that
heaven
and
earth
may
strike
their
sounds
together
applauding
our
approach
exeunt
act_4|sc_9
scene
ix
caesar's
camp
enter
a
centurion
and
his
company
enobarbus
follows
centurion
if
we
be
not
reliev'd
within
this
hour
we
must
return
to
th'
court
of
guard
the
night
is
shiny
and
they
say
we
shall
embattle
by
th'
second
hour
i'
th'
morn
first
watch
this
last
day
was
a
shrewd
one
to's
enobarbus
o
bear
me
witness
night-
second
watch
what
man
is
this
first
watch
stand
close
and
list
him
enobarbus
be
witness
to
me
o
thou
blessed
moon
when
men
revolted
shall
upon
record
bear
hateful
memory
poor
enobarbus
did
before
thy
face
repent!
centurion
enobarbus
second
watch
peace!
hark
further
enobarbus
o
sovereign
mistress
of
true
melancholy
the
poisonous
damp
of
night
disponge
upon
me
that
life
a
very
rebel
to
my
will
may
hang
no
longer
on
me
throw
my
heart
against
the
flint
and
hardness
of
my
fault
which
being
dried
with
grief
will
break
to
powder
and
finish
all
foul
thoughts
o
antony
nobler
than
my
revolt
is
infamous
forgive
me
in
thine
own
particular
but
let
the
world
rank
me
in
register
a
master-leaver
and
a
fugitive!
o
antony!
o
antony!
dies
first
watch
let's
speak
to
him
centurion
let's
hear
him
for
the
things
he
speaks
may
concern
caesar
second
watch
let's
do
so
but
he
sleeps
centurion
swoons
rather
for
so
bad
a
prayer
as
his
was
never
yet
for
sleep
first
watch
go
we
to
him
second
watch
awake
sir
awake
speak
to
us
first
watch
hear
you
sir
centurion
the
hand
of
death
hath
raught
him
drums
afar
off
hark!
the
drums
demurely
wake
the
sleepers
let
us
bear
him
to
th'
court
of
guard
he
is
of
note
our
hour
is
fully
out
second
watch
come
on
then
he
may
recover
yet
exeunt
with
the
body
act_4|sc_10
scene
x
between
the
two
camps
enter
antony
and
scarus
with
their
army
antony
their
preparation
is
to-day
by
sea
we
please
them
not
by
land
scarus
for
both
my
lord
antony
i
would
they'd
fight
i'
th'
fire
or
i'
th'
air
we'd
fight
there
too
but
this
it
is
our
foot
upon
the
hills
adjoining
to
the
city
shall
stay
with
us-
order
for
sea
is
given
they
have
put
forth
the
haven-
where
their
appointment
we
may
best
discover
and
look
on
their
endeavour
exeunt
act_4|sc_11
scene
xi
between
the
camps
enter
caesar
and
his
army
caesar
but
being
charg'd
we
will
be
still
by
land
which
as
i
take't
we
shall
for
his
best
force
is
forth
to
man
his
galleys
to
the
vales
and
hold
our
best
advantage
exeunt
act_4|sc_12
scene
xii
a
hill
near
alexandria
enter
antony
and
scarus
antony
yet
they
are
not
join'd
where
yond
pine
does
stand
i
shall
discover
all
i'll
bring
thee
word
straight
how
'tis
like
to
go
exit
scarus
swallows
have
built
in
cleopatra's
sails
their
nests
the
augurers
say
they
know
not
they
cannot
tell
look
grimly
and
dare
not
speak
their
knowledge
antony
is
valiant
and
dejected
and
by
starts
his
fretted
fortunes
give
him
hope
and
fear
of
what
he
has
and
has
not
alarum
afar
off
as
at
a
sea-fight
re-enter
antony
antony
all
is
lost!
this
foul
egyptian
hath
betrayed
me
my
fleet
hath
yielded
to
the
foe
and
yonder
they
cast
their
caps
up
and
carouse
together
like
friends
long
lost
triple-turn'd
whore!
'tis
thou
hast
sold
me
to
this
novice
and
my
heart
makes
only
wars
on
thee
bid
them
all
fly
for
when
i
am
reveng'd
upon
my
charm
i
have
done
all
bid
them
all
fly
begone
exit
scarus
o
sun
thy
uprise
shall
i
see
no
more!
fortune
and
antony
part
here
even
here
do
we
shake
hands
all
come
to
this
the
hearts
that
spaniel'd
me
at
heels
to
whom
i
gave
their
wishes
do
discandy
melt
their
sweets
on
blossoming
caesar
and
this
pine
is
bark'd
that
overtopp'd
them
all
betray'd
i
am
o
this
false
soul
of
egypt!
this
grave
charm-
whose
eye
beck'd
forth
my
wars
and
call'd
them
home
whose
bosom
was
my
crownet
my
chief
end-
like
a
right
gypsy
hath
at
fast
and
loose
beguil'd
me
to
the
very
heart
of
loss
what
eros
eros!
enter
cleopatra
ah
thou
spell!
avaunt!
cleopatra
why
is
my
lord
enrag'd
against
his
love
antony
vanish
or
i
shall
give
thee
thy
deserving
and
blemish
caesar's
triumph
let
him
take
thee
and
hoist
thee
up
to
the
shouting
plebeians
follow
his
chariot
like
the
greatest
spot
of
all
thy
sex
most
monster-like
be
shown
for
poor'st
diminutives
for
doits
and
let
patient
octavia
plough
thy
visage
up
with
her
prepared
nails
exit
cleopatra
'tis
well
th'art
gone
if
it
be
well
to
live
but
better
'twere
thou
fell'st
into
my
fury
for
one
death
might
have
prevented
many
eros
ho!
the
shirt
of
nessus
is
upon
me
teach
me
alcides
thou
mine
ancestor
thy
rage
let
me
lodge
lichas
on
the
horns
o'
th'
moon
and
with
those
hands
that
grasp'd
the
heaviest
club
subdue
my
worthiest
self
the
witch
shall
die
to
the
young
roman
boy
she
hath
sold
me
and
i
fall
under
this
plot
she
dies
for't
eros
ho!
exit
act_4|sc_13
scene
xiii
alexandria
cleopatra's
palace
enter
cleopatra
charmian
iras
and
mardian
cleopatra
help
me
my
women
o
he
is
more
mad
than
telamon
for
his
shield
the
boar
of
thessaly
was
never
so
emboss'd
charmian
to
th'monument!
there
lock
yourself
and
send
him
word
you
are
dead
the
soul
and
body
rive
not
more
in
parting
than
greatness
going
off
cleopatra
to
th'
monument!
mardian
go
tell
him
i
have
slain
myself
say
that
the
last
i
spoke
was
'antony'
and
word
it
prithee
piteously
hence
mardian
and
bring
me
how
he
takes
my
death
to
th'
monument!
exeunt
act_4|sc_14
scene
xiv
cleopatra's
palace
enter
antony
and
eros
antony
eros
thou
yet
behold'st
me
eros
ay
noble
lord
antony
sometime
we
see
a
cloud
that's
dragonish
a
vapour
sometime
like
a
bear
or
lion
a
tower'd
citadel
a
pendent
rock
a
forked
mountain
or
blue
promontory
with
trees
upon't
that
nod
unto
the
world
and
mock
our
eyes
with
air
thou
hast
seen
these
signs
they
are
black
vesper's
pageants
eros
ay
my
lord
antony
that
which
is
now
a
horse
even
with
a
thought
the
rack
dislimns
and
makes
it
indistinct
as
water
is
in
water
eros
it
does
my
lord
antony
my
good
knave
eros
now
thy
captain
is
even
such
a
body
here
i
am
antony
yet
cannot
hold
this
visible
shape
my
knave
i
made
these
wars
for
egypt
and
the
queen-
whose
heart
i
thought
i
had
for
she
had
mine
which
whilst
it
was
mine
had
annex'd
unto't
a
million
moe
now
lost-
she
eros
has
pack'd
cards
with
caesar
and
false-play'd
my
glory
unto
an
enemy's
triumph
nay
weep
not
gentle
eros
there
is
left
us
ourselves
to
end
ourselves
enter
mardian
o
thy
vile
lady!
she
has
robb'd
me
of
my
sword
mardian
no
antony
my
mistress
lov'd
thee
and
her
fortunes
mingled
with
thine
entirely
antony
hence
saucy
eunuch
peace!
she
hath
betray'd
me
and
shall
die
the
death
mardian
death
of
one
person
can
be
paid
but
once
and
that
she
has
discharg'd
what
thou
wouldst
do
is
done
unto
thy
hand
the
last
she
spake
was
'antony!
most
noble
antony!'
then
in
the
midst
a
tearing
groan
did
break
the
name
of
antony
it
was
divided
between
her
heart
and
lips
she
rend'red
life
thy
name
so
buried
in
her
antony
dead
then
mardian
dead
antony
unarm
eros
the
long
day's
task
is
done
and
we
must
sleep
that
thou
depart'st
hence
safe
does
pay
thy
labour
richly
go
exit
mardian
off
pluck
off!
the
sevenfold
shield
of
ajax
cannot
keep
the
battery
from
my
heart
o
cleave
my
sides!
heart
once
be
stronger
than
thy
continent
crack
thy
frail
case
apace
eros
apace
-
no
more
a
soldier
bruised
pieces
go
you
have
been
nobly
borne
-
from
me
awhile
exit
eros
i
will
o'ertake
thee
cleopatra
and
weep
for
my
pardon
so
it
must
be
for
now
all
length
is
torture
since
the
torch
is
out
lie
down
and
stray
no
farther
now
all
labour
mars
what
it
does
yea
very
force
entangles
itself
with
strength
seal
then
and
all
is
done
eros!-
i
come
my
queen
-
eros!-
stay
for
me
where
souls
do
couch
on
flowers
we'll
hand
in
hand
and
with
our
sprightly
port
make
the
ghosts
gaze
dido
and
her
aeneas
shall
want
troops
and
all
the
haunt
be
ours
-
come
eros
eros!
re-enter
eros
eros
what
would
my
lord
antony
since
cleopatra
died
i
have
liv'd
in
such
dishonour
that
the
gods
detest
my
baseness
i
that
with
my
sword
quarter'd
the
world
and
o'er
green
neptune's
back
with
ships
made
cities
condemn
myself
to
lack
the
courage
of
a
woman
less
noble
mind
than
she
which
by
her
death
our
caesar
tells
'i
am
conqueror
of
myself
'
thou
art
sworn
eros
that
when
the
exigent
should
come-
which
now
is
come
indeed-
when
i
should
see
behind
me
th'
inevitable
prosecution
of
disgrace
and
horror
that
on
my
command
thou
then
wouldst
kill
me
do't
the
time
is
come
thou
strik'st
not
me
'tis
caesar
thou
defeat'st
put
colour
in
thy
cheek
eros
the
gods
withhold
me!
shall
i
do
that
which
all
the
parthian
darts
though
enemy
lost
aim
and
could
not
antony
eros
wouldst
thou
be
window'd
in
great
rome
and
see
thy
master
thus
with
pleach'd
arms
bending
down
his
corrigible
neck
his
face
subdu'd
to
penetrative
shame
whilst
the
wheel'd
seat
of
fortunate
caesar
drawn
before
him
branded
his
baseness
that
ensued
eros
i
would
not
see't
antony
come
then
for
with
a
wound
i
must
be
cur'd
draw
that
thy
honest
sword
which
thou
hast
worn
most
useful
for
thy
country
eros
o
sir
pardon
me!
antony
when
i
did
make
thee
free
swor'st
thou
not
then
to
do
this
when
i
bade
thee
do
it
at
once
or
thy
precedent
services
are
all
but
accidents
unpurpos'd
draw
and
come
eros
turn
from
me
then
that
noble
countenance
wherein
the
worship
of
the
whole
world
lies
antony
lo
thee!
turning
from
him
eros
my
sword
is
drawn
antony
then
let
it
do
at
once
the
thing
why
thou
hast
drawn
it
eros
my
dear
master
my
captain
and
my
emperor
let
me
say
before
i
strike
this
bloody
stroke
farewell
antony
'tis
said
man
and
farewell
eros
farewell
great
chief
shall
i
strike
now
antony
now
eros
eros
why
there
then!
thus
do
i
escape
the
sorrow
of
antony's
death
kills
himself
antony
thrice
nobler
than
myself!
thou
teachest
me
o
valiant
eros
what
i
should
and
thou
couldst
not
my
queen
and
eros
have
by
their
brave
instruction
got
upon
me
a
nobleness
in
record
but
i
will
be
a
bridegroom
in
my
death
and
run
into't
as
to
a
lover's
bed
come
then
and
eros
thy
master
dies
thy
scholar
to
do
thus
falling
on
his
sword
i
learn'd
of
thee
how
not
dead
not
dead
-
the
guard
ho!
o
dispatch
me!
enter
dercetas
and
a
guard
first
guard
what's
the
noise
antony
i
have
done
my
work
ill
friends
o
make
an
end
of
what
i
have
begun
second
guard
the
star
is
fall'n
first
guard
and
time
is
at
his
period
all
alas
and
woe!
antony
let
him
that
loves
me
strike
me
dead
first
guard
not
i
second
guard
nor
i
third
guard
nor
any
one
exeunt
guard
dercetas
thy
death
and
fortunes
bid
thy
followers
fly
this
sword
but
shown
to
caesar
with
this
tidings
shall
enter
me
with
him
enter
diomedes
diomedes
where's
antony
dercetas
there
diomed
there
diomedes
lives
he
wilt
thou
not
answer
man
exit
dercetas
antony
art
thou
there
diomed
draw
thy
sword
and
give
me
sufficing
strokes
for
death
diomedes
most
absolute
lord
my
mistress
cleopatra
sent
me
to
thee
antony
when
did
she
send
thee
diomedes
now
my
lord
antony
where
is
she
diomedes
lock'd
in
her
monument
she
had
a
prophesying
fear
of
what
hath
come
to
pass
for
when
she
saw-
which
never
shall
be
found-
you
did
suspect
she
had
dispos'd
with
caesar
and
that
your
rage
would
not
be
purg'd
she
sent
you
word
she
was
dead
but
fearing
since
how
it
might
work
hath
sent
me
to
proclaim
the
truth
and
i
am
come
i
dread
too
late
antony
too
late
good
diomed
call
my
guard
i
prithee
diomedes
what
ho!
the
emperor's
guard!
the
guard
what
ho!
come
your
lord
calls!
enter
four
or
five
of
the
guard
of
antony
antony
bear
me
good
friends
where
cleopatra
bides
'tis
the
last
service
that
i
shall
command
you
first
guard
woe
woe
are
we
sir
you
may
not
live
to
wear
all
your
true
followers
out
all
most
heavy
day!
antony
nay
good
my
fellows
do
not
please
sharp
fate
to
grace
it
with
your
sorrows
bid
that
welcome
which
comes
to
punish
us
and
we
punish
it
seeming
to
bear
it
lightly
take
me
up
i
have
led
you
oft
carry
me
now
good
friends
and
have
my
thanks
for
all
exeunt
hearing
antony
act_4|sc_15
scene
xv
alexandria
a
monument
enter
cleopatra
and
her
maids
aloft
with
charmian
and
iras
cleopatra
o
charmian
i
will
never
go
from
hence!
charmian
be
comforted
dear
madam
cleopatra
no
i
will
not
all
strange
and
terrible
events
are
welcome
but
comforts
we
despise
our
size
of
sorrow
proportion'd
to
our
cause
must
be
as
great
as
that
which
makes
it
enter
diomedes
below
how
now!
is
he
dead
diomedes
his
death's
upon
him
but
not
dead
look
out
o'
th'
other
side
your
monument
his
guard
have
brought
him
thither
enter
below
antony
borne
by
the
guard
cleopatra
o
sun
burn
the
great
sphere
thou
mov'st
in!
darkling
stand
the
varying
shore
o'
th'
world
o
antony
antony
antony!
help
charmian
help
iras
help
help
friends
below!
let's
draw
him
hither
antony
peace!
not
caesar's
valour
hath
o'erthrown
antony
but
antony's
hath
triumph'd
on
itself
cleopatra
so
it
should
be
that
none
but
antony
should
conquer
antony
but
woe
'tis
so!
antony
i
am
dying
egypt
dying
only
i
here
importune
death
awhile
until
of
many
thousand
kisses
the
poor
last
i
lay
upon
thy
lips
cleopatra
i
dare
not
dear
dear
my
lord
pardon!
i
dare
not
lest
i
be
taken
not
th'
imperious
show
of
the
full-fortun'd
caesar
ever
shall
be
brooch'd
with
me
if
knife
drugs
serpents
have
edge
sting
or
operation
i
am
safe
your
wife
octavia
with
her
modest
eyes
and
still
conclusion
shall
acquire
no
honour
demuring
upon
me
but
come
come
antony-
help
me
my
women-
we
must
draw
thee
up
assist
good
friends
antony
o
quick
or
i
am
gone
cleopatra
here's
sport
indeed!
how
heavy
weighs
my
lord!
our
strength
is
all
gone
into
heaviness
that
makes
the
weight
had
i
great
juno's
power
the
strong-wing'd
mercury
should
fetch
thee
up
and
set
thee
by
jove's
side
yet
come
a
little
wishers
were
ever
fools
o
come
come
they
heave
antony
aloft
to
cleopatra
and
welcome
welcome!
die
where
thou
hast
liv'd
quicken
with
kissing
had
my
lips
that
power
thus
would
i
wear
them
out
all
a
heavy
sight!
antony
i
am
dying
egypt
dying
give
me
some
wine
and
let
me
speak
a
little
cleopatra
no
let
me
speak
and
let
me
rail
so
high
that
the
false
huswife
fortune
break
her
wheel
provok'd
by
my
offence
antony
one
word
sweet
queen
of
caesar
seek
your
honour
with
your
safety
o!
cleopatra
they
do
not
go
together
antony
gentle
hear
me
none
about
caesar
trust
but
proculeius
cleopatra
my
resolution
and
my
hands
i'll
trust
none
about
caesar
antony
the
miserable
change
now
at
my
end
lament
nor
sorrow
at
but
please
your
thoughts
in
feeding
them
with
those
my
former
fortunes
wherein
i
liv'd
the
greatest
prince
o'
th'
world
the
noblest
and
do
now
not
basely
die
not
cowardly
put
off
my
helmet
to
my
countryman-
a
roman
by
a
roman
valiantly
vanquish'd
now
my
spirit
is
going
i
can
no
more
cleopatra
noblest
of
men
woo't
die
hast
thou
no
care
of
me
shall
i
abide
in
this
dull
world
which
in
thy
absence
is
no
better
than
a
sty
o
see
my
women
antony
dies
the
crown
o'
th'
earth
doth
melt
my
lord!
o
wither'd
is
the
garland
of
the
war
the
soldier's
pole
is
fall'n!
young
boys
and
girls
are
level
now
with
men
the
odds
is
gone
and
there
is
nothing
left
remarkable
beneath
the
visiting
moon
swoons
charmian
o
quietness
lady!
iras
she's
dead
too
our
sovereign
charmian
lady!
iras
madam!
charmian
o
madam
madam
madam!
iras
royal
egypt
empress!
charmian
peace
peace
iras!
cleopatra
no
more
but
e'en
a
woman
and
commanded
by
such
poor
passion
as
the
maid
that
milks
and
does
the
meanest
chares
it
were
for
me
to
throw
my
sceptre
at
the
injurious
gods
to
tell
them
that
this
world
did
equal
theirs
till
they
had
stol'n
our
jewel
all's
but
nought
patience
is
sottish
and
impatience
does
become
a
dog
that's
mad
then
is
it
sin
to
rush
into
the
secret
house
of
death
ere
death
dare
come
to
us
how
do
you
women
what
what!
good
cheer!
why
how
now
charmian!
my
noble
girls!
ah
women
women
look
our
lamp
is
spent
it's
out!
good
sirs
take
heart
we'll
bury
him
and
then
what's
brave
what's
noble
let's
do
it
after
the
high
roman
fashion
and
make
death
proud
to
take
us
come
away
this
case
of
that
huge
spirit
now
is
cold
ah
women
women!
come
we
have
no
friend
but
resolution
and
the
briefest
end
exeunt
those
above
hearing
off
antony's
body
act_5|sc_1
act
v
scene
i
alexandria
caesar's
camp
enter
caesar
agrippa
dolabella
maecenas
gallus
proculeius
and
others
his
council
of
war
caesar
go
to
him
dolabella
bid
him
yield
being
so
frustrate
tell
him
he
mocks
the
pauses
that
he
makes
dolabella
caesar
i
shall
exit
enter
dercetas
with
the
sword
of
antony
caesar
wherefore
is
that
and
what
art
thou
that
dar'st
appear
thus
to
us
dercetas
i
am
call'd
dercetas
mark
antony
i
serv'd
who
best
was
worthy
best
to
be
serv'd
whilst
he
stood
up
and
spoke
he
was
my
master
and
i
wore
my
life
to
spend
upon
his
haters
if
thou
please
to
take
me
to
thee
as
i
was
to
him
i'll
be
to
caesar
if
thou
pleasest
not
i
yield
thee
up
my
life
caesar
what
is't
thou
say'st
dercetas
i
say
o
caesar
antony
is
dead
caesar
the
breaking
of
so
great
a
thing
should
make
a
greater
crack
the
round
world
should
have
shook
lions
into
civil
streets
and
citizens
to
their
dens
the
death
of
antony
is
not
a
single
doom
in
the
name
lay
a
moiety
of
the
world
dercetas
he
is
dead
caesar
not
by
a
public
minister
of
justice
nor
by
a
hired
knife
but
that
self
hand
which
writ
his
honour
in
the
acts
it
did
hath
with
the
courage
which
the
heart
did
lend
it
splitted
the
heart
this
is
his
sword
i
robb'd
his
wound
of
it
behold
it
stain'd
with
his
most
noble
blood
caesar
look
you
sad
friends
the
gods
rebuke
me
but
it
is
tidings
to
wash
the
eyes
of
kings
agrippa
and
strange
it
is
that
nature
must
compel
us
to
lament
our
most
persisted
deeds
maecenas
his
taints
and
honours
wag'd
equal
with
him
agrippa
a
rarer
spirit
never
did
steer
humanity
but
you
gods
will
give
us
some
faults
to
make
us
men
caesar
is
touch'd
maecenas
when
such
a
spacious
mirror's
set
before
him
he
needs
must
see
himself
caesar
o
antony
i
have
follow'd
thee
to
this!
but
we
do
lance
diseases
in
our
bodies
i
must
perforce
have
shown
to
thee
such
a
declining
day
or
look
on
thine
we
could
not
stall
together
in
the
whole
world
but
yet
let
me
lament
with
tears
as
sovereign
as
the
blood
of
hearts
that
thou
my
brother
my
competitor
in
top
of
all
design
my
mate
in
empire
friend
and
companion
in
the
front
of
war
the
arm
of
mine
own
body
and
the
heart
where
mine
his
thoughts
did
kindle-
that
our
stars
unreconciliable
should
divide
our
equalness
to
this
hear
me
good
friends-
enter
an
egyptian
but
i
will
tell
you
at
some
meeter
season
the
business
of
this
man
looks
out
of
him
we'll
hear
him
what
he
says
whence
are
you
egyptian
a
poor
egyptian
yet
the
queen
my
mistress
confin'd
in
all
she
has
her
monument
of
thy
intents
desires
instruction
that
she
preparedly
may
frame
herself
to
th'
way
she's
forc'd
to
caesar
bid
her
have
good
heart
she
soon
shall
know
of
us
by
some
of
ours
how
honourable
and
how
kindly
we
determine
for
her
for
caesar
cannot
learn
to
be
ungentle
egyptian
so
the
gods
preserve
thee!
exit
caesar
come
hither
proculeius
go
and
say
we
purpose
her
no
shame
give
her
what
comforts
the
quality
of
her
passion
shall
require
lest
in
her
greatness
by
some
mortal
stroke
she
do
defeat
us
for
her
life
in
rome
would
be
eternal
in
our
triumph
go
and
with
your
speediest
bring
us
what
she
says
and
how
you
find
her
proculeius
caesar
i
shall
exit
caesar
gallus
go
you
along
exit
gallus
where's
dolabella
to
second
proculeius
all
dolabella!
caesar
let
him
alone
for
i
remember
now
how
he's
employ'd
he
shall
in
time
be
ready
go
with
me
to
my
tent
where
you
shall
see
how
hardly
i
was
drawn
into
this
war
how
calm
and
gentle
i
proceeded
still
in
all
my
writings
go
with
me
and
see
what
i
can
show
in
this
exeunt
act_5|sc_2
scene
ii
alexandria
the
monument
enter
cleopatra
charmian
iras
and
mardian
cleopatra
my
desolation
does
begin
to
make
a
better
life
'tis
paltry
to
be
caesar
not
being
fortune
he's
but
fortune's
knave
a
minister
of
her
will
and
it
is
great
to
do
that
thing
that
ends
all
other
deeds
which
shackles
accidents
and
bolts
up
change
which
sleeps
and
never
palates
more
the
dug
the
beggar's
nurse
and
caesar's
enter
to
the
gates
of
the
monument
proculeius
gallus
and
soldiers
proculeius
caesar
sends
greetings
to
the
queen
of
egypt
and
bids
thee
study
on
what
fair
demands
thou
mean'st
to
have
him
grant
thee
cleopatra
what's
thy
name
proculeius
my
name
is
proculeius
cleopatra
antony
did
tell
me
of
you
bade
me
trust
you
but
i
do
not
greatly
care
to
be
deceiv'd
that
have
no
use
for
trusting
if
your
master
would
have
a
queen
his
beggar
you
must
tell
him
that
majesty
to
keep
decorum
must
no
less
beg
than
a
kingdom
if
he
please
to
give
me
conquer'd
egypt
for
my
son
he
gives
me
so
much
of
mine
own
as
i
will
kneel
to
him
with
thanks
proculeius
be
of
good
cheer
y'are
fall'n
into
a
princely
hand
fear
nothing
make
your
full
reference
freely
to
my
lord
who
is
so
full
of
grace
that
it
flows
over
on
all
that
need
let
me
report
to
him
your
sweet
dependency
and
you
shall
find
a
conqueror
that
will
pray
in
aid
for
kindness
where
he
for
grace
is
kneel'd
to
cleopatra
pray
you
tell
him
i
am
his
fortune's
vassal
and
i
send
him
the
greatness
he
has
got
i
hourly
learn
a
doctrine
of
obedience
and
would
gladly
look
him
i'
th'
face
proculeius
this
i'll
report
dear
lady
have
comfort
for
i
know
your
plight
is
pitied
of
him
that
caus'd
it
gallus
you
see
how
easily
she
may
be
surpris'd
here
proculeius
and
two
of
the
guard
ascend
the
monument
by
a
ladder
placed
against
a
window
and
come
behind
cleopatra
some
of
the
guard
unbar
and
open
the
gates
guard
her
till
caesar
come
exit
iras
royal
queen!
charmian
o
cleopatra!
thou
art
taken
queen!
cleopatra
quick
quick
good
hands
drawing
a
dagger
proculeius
hold
worthy
lady
hold
disarms
her
do
not
yourself
such
wrong
who
are
in
this
reliev'd
but
not
betray'd
cleopatra
what
of
death
too
that
rids
our
dogs
of
languish
proculeius
cleopatra
do
not
abuse
my
master's
bounty
by
th'
undoing
of
yourself
let
the
world
see
his
nobleness
well
acted
which
your
death
will
never
let
come
forth
cleopatra
where
art
thou
death
come
hither
come!
come
come
and
take
a
queen
worth
many
babes
and
beggars!
proculeius
o
temperance
lady!
cleopatra
sir
i
will
eat
no
meat
i'll
not
drink
sir
if
idle
talk
will
once
be
necessary
i'll
not
sleep
neither
this
mortal
house
i'll
ruin
do
caesar
what
he
can
know
sir
that
i
will
not
wait
pinion'd
at
your
master's
court
nor
once
be
chastis'd
with
the
sober
eye
of
dull
octavia
shall
they
hoist
me
up
and
show
me
to
the
shouting
varletry
of
censuring
rome
rather
a
ditch
in
egypt
be
gentle
grave
unto
me!
rather
on
nilus'
mud
lay
me
stark-nak'd
and
let
the
water-flies
blow
me
into
abhorring!
rather
make
my
country's
high
pyramides
my
gibbet
and
hang
me
up
in
chains!
proculeius
you
do
extend
these
thoughts
of
horror
further
than
you
shall
find
cause
in
caesar
enter
dolabella
dolabella
proculeius
what
thou
hast
done
thy
master
caesar
knows
and
he
hath
sent
for
thee
for
the
queen
i'll
take
her
to
my
guard
proculeius
so
dolabella
it
shall
content
me
best
be
gentle
to
her
to
cleopatra
to
caesar
i
will
speak
what
you
shall
please
if
you'll
employ
me
to
him
cleopatra
say
i
would
die
exeunt
proculeius
and
soldiers
dolabella
most
noble
empress
you
have
heard
of
me
cleopatra
i
cannot
tell
dolabella
assuredly
you
know
me
cleopatra
no
matter
sir
what
i
have
heard
or
known
you
laugh
when
boys
or
women
tell
their
dreams
is't
not
your
trick
dolabella
i
understand
not
madam
cleopatra
i
dreamt
there
was
an
emperor
antony-
o
such
another
sleep
that
i
might
see
but
such
another
man!
dolabella
if
it
might
please
ye-
cleopatra
his
face
was
as
the
heav'ns
and
therein
stuck
a
sun
and
moon
which
kept
their
course
and
lighted
the
little
o
the
earth
dolabella
most
sovereign
creature-
cleopatra
his
legs
bestrid
the
ocean
his
rear'd
arm
crested
the
world
his
voice
was
propertied
as
all
the
tuned
spheres
and
that
to
friends
but
when
he
meant
to
quail
and
shake
the
orb
he
was
as
rattling
thunder
for
his
bounty
there
was
no
winter
in't
an
autumn
'twas
that
grew
the
more
by
reaping
his
delights
were
dolphin-like
they
show'd
his
back
above
the
element
they
liv'd
in
in
his
livery
walk'd
crowns
and
crownets
realms
and
islands
were
as
plates
dropp'd
from
his
pocket
dolabella
cleopatra-
cleopatra
think
you
there
was
or
might
be
such
a
man
as
this
i
dreamt
of
dolabella
gentle
madam
no
cleopatra
you
lie
up
to
the
hearing
of
the
gods
but
if
there
be
nor
ever
were
one
such
it's
past
the
size
of
drearning
nature
wants
stuff
to
vie
strange
forms
with
fancy
yet
t'
imagine
an
antony
were
nature's
piece
'gainst
fancy
condemning
shadows
quite
dolabella
hear
me
good
madam
your
loss
is
as
yourself
great
and
you
bear
it
as
answering
to
the
weight
would
i
might
never
o'ertake
pursu'd
success
but
i
do
feel
by
the
rebound
of
yours
a
grief
that
smites
my
very
heart
at
root
cleopatra
i
thank
you
sir
know
you
what
caesar
means
to
do
with
me
dolabella
i
am
loath
to
tell
you
what
i
would
you
knew
cleopatra
nay
pray
you
sir
dolabella
though
he
be
honourable-
cleopatra
he'll
lead
me
then
in
triumph
dolabella
madam
he
will
i
know't
flourish
within
'make
way
there-caesar!'
enter
caesar
gallus
proculeius
maecenas
seleucus
and
others
of
his
train
caesar
which
is
the
queen
of
egypt
dolabella
it
is
the
emperor
madam
cleopatpa
kneels
caesar
arise
you
shall
not
kneel
i
pray
you
rise
rise
egypt
cleopatra
sir
the
gods
will
have
it
thus
my
master
and
my
lord
i
must
obey
caesar
take
to
you
no
hard
thoughts
the
record
of
what
injuries
you
did
us
though
written
in
our
flesh
we
shall
remember
as
things
but
done
by
chance
cleopatra
sole
sir
o'
th'
world
i
cannot
project
mine
own
cause
so
well
to
make
it
clear
but
do
confess
i
have
been
laden
with
like
frailties
which
before
have
often
sham'd
our
sex
caesar
cleopatra
know
we
will
extenuate
rather
than
enforce
if
you
apply
yourself
to
our
intents-
which
towards
you
are
most
gentle-
you
shall
find
a
benefit
in
this
change
but
if
you
seek
to
lay
on
me
a
cruelty
by
taking
antony's
course
you
shall
bereave
yourself
of
my
good
purposes
and
put
your
children
to
that
destruction
which
i'll
guard
them
from
if
thereon
you
rely
i'll
take
my
leave
cleopatra
and
may
through
all
the
world
'tis
yours
and
we
your
scutcheons
and
your
signs
of
conquest
shall
hang
in
what
place
you
please
here
my
good
lord
caesar
you
shall
advise
me
in
all
for
cleopatra
cleopatra
this
is
the
brief
of
money
plate
and
jewels
i
am
possess'd
of
'tis
exactly
valued
not
petty
things
admitted
where's
seleucus
seleucus
here
madam
cleopatra
this
is
my
treasurer
let
him
speak
my
lord
upon
his
peril
that
i
have
reserv'd
to
myself
nothing
speak
the
truth
seleucus
seleucus
madam
i
had
rather
seal
my
lips
than
to
my
peril
speak
that
which
is
not
cleopatra
what
have
i
kept
back
seleucus
enough
to
purchase
what
you
have
made
known
caesar
nay
blush
not
cleopatra
i
approve
your
wisdom
in
the
deed
cleopatra
see
caesar!
o
behold
how
pomp
is
followed!
mine
will
now
be
yours
and
should
we
shift
estates
yours
would
be
mine
the
ingratitude
of
this
seleucus
does
even
make
me
wild
o
slave
of
no
more
trust
than
love
that's
hir'd!
what
goest
thou
back
thou
shalt
go
back
i
warrant
thee
but
i'll
catch
thine
eyes
though
they
had
wings
slave
soulless
villain
dog!
o
rarely
base!
caesar
good
queen
let
us
entreat
you
cleopatra
o
caesar
what
a
wounding
shame
is
this
that
thou
vouchsafing
here
to
visit
me
doing
the
honour
of
thy
lordliness
to
one
so
meek
that
mine
own
servant
should
parcel
the
sum
of
my
disgraces
by
addition
of
his
envy!
say
good
caesar
that
i
some
lady
trifles
have
reserv'd
immoment
toys
things
of
such
dignity
as
we
greet
modern
friends
withal
and
say
some
nobler
token
i
have
kept
apart
for
livia
and
octavia
to
induce
their
mediation-
must
i
be
unfolded
with
one
that
i
have
bred
the
gods!
it
smites
me
beneath
the
fall
i
have
to
seleucus
prithee
go
hence
or
i
shall
show
the
cinders
of
my
spirits
through
th'
ashes
of
my
chance
wert
thou
a
man
thou
wouldst
have
mercy
on
me
caesar
forbear
seleucus
exit
seleucus
cleopatra
be
it
known
that
we
the
greatest
are
misthought
for
things
that
others
do
and
when
we
fall
we
answer
others'
merits
in
our
name
are
therefore
to
be
pitied
caesar
cleopatra
not
what
you
have
reserv'd
nor
what
acknowledg'd
put
we
i'
th'
roll
of
conquest
still
be't
yours
bestow
it
at
your
pleasure
and
believe
caesar's
no
merchant
to
make
prize
with
you
of
things
that
merchants
sold
therefore
be
cheer'd
make
not
your
thoughts
your
prisons
no
dear
queen
for
we
intend
so
to
dispose
you
as
yourself
shall
give
us
counsel
feed
and
sleep
our
care
and
pity
is
so
much
upon
you
that
we
remain
your
friend
and
so
adieu
cleopatra
my
master
and
my
lord!
caesar
not
so
adieu
flourish
exeunt
caesar
and
his
train
cleopatra
he
words
me
girls
he
words
me
that
i
should
not
be
noble
to
myself
but
hark
thee
charmian!
whispers
charmian
iras
finish
good
lady
the
bright
day
is
done
and
we
are
for
the
dark
cleopatra
hie
thee
again
i
have
spoke
already
and
it
is
provided
go
put
it
to
the
haste
charmian
madam
i
will
re-enter
dolabella
dolabella
where's
the
queen
charmian
behold
sir
exit
cleopatra
dolabella!
dolabella
madam
as
thereto
sworn
by
your
command
which
my
love
makes
religion
to
obey
i
tell
you
this
caesar
through
syria
intends
his
journey
and
within
three
days
you
with
your
children
will
he
send
before
make
your
best
use
of
this
i
have
perform'd
your
pleasure
and
my
promise
cleopatra
dolabella
i
shall
remain
your
debtor
dolabella
i
your
servant
adieu
good
queen
i
must
attend
on
caesar
cleopatra
farewell
and
thanks
exit
dolabella
now
iras
what
think'st
thou
thou
an
egyptian
puppet
shall
be
shown
in
rome
as
well
as
i
mechanic
slaves
with
greasy
aprons
rules
and
hammers
shall
uplift
us
to
the
view
in
their
thick
breaths
rank
of
gross
diet
shall
we
be
enclouded
and
forc'd
to
drink
their
vapour
iras
the
gods
forbid!
cleopatra
nay
'tis
most
certain
iras
saucy
lictors
will
catch
at
us
like
strumpets
and
scald
rhymers
ballad
us
out
o'
tune
the
quick
comedians
extemporally
will
stage
us
and
present
our
alexandrian
revels
antony
shall
be
brought
drunken
forth
and
i
shall
see
some
squeaking
cleopatra
boy
my
greatness
i'
th'
posture
of
a
whore
iras
o
the
good
gods!
cleopatra
nay
that's
certain
iras
i'll
never
see't
for
i
am
sure
mine
nails
are
stronger
than
mine
eyes
cleopatra
why
that's
the
way
to
fool
their
preparation
and
to
conquer
their
most
absurd
intents
enter
charmian
now
charmian!
show
me
my
women
like
a
queen
go
fetch
my
best
attires
i
am
again
for
cydnus
to
meet
mark
antony
sirrah
iras
go
now
noble
charmian
we'll
dispatch
indeed
and
when
thou
hast
done
this
chare
i'll
give
thee
leave
to
play
till
doomsday
bring
our
crown
and
all
exit
iras
a
noise
within
wherefore's
this
noise
enter
a
guardsman
guardsman
here
is
a
rural
fellow
that
will
not
be
denied
your
highness'
presence
he
brings
you
figs
cleopatra
let
him
come
in
exit
guardsman
what
poor
an
instrument
may
do
a
noble
deed!
he
brings
me
liberty
my
resolution's
plac'd
and
i
have
nothing
of
woman
in
me
now
from
head
to
foot
i
am
marble-constant
now
the
fleeting
moon
no
planet
is
of
mine
re-enter
guardsman
and
clown
with
a
basket
guardsman
this
is
the
man
cleopatra
avoid
and
leave
him
exit
guardsman
hast
thou
the
pretty
worm
of
nilus
there
that
kills
and
pains
not
clown
truly
i
have
him
but
i
would
not
be
the
party
that
should
desire
you
to
touch
him
for
his
biting
is
immortal
those
that
do
die
of
it
do
seldom
or
never
recover
cleopatra
remember'st
thou
any
that
have
died
on't
clown
very
many
men
and
women
too
i
heard
of
one
of
them
no
longer
than
yesterday
a
very
honest
woman
but
something
given
to
lie
as
a
woman
should
not
do
but
in
the
way
of
honesty
how
she
died
of
the
biting
of
it
what
pain
she
felt-
truly
she
makes
a
very
good
report
o'
th'
worm
but
he
that
will
believe
all
that
they
say
shall
never
be
saved
by
half
that
they
do
but
this
is
most
falliable
the
worm's
an
odd
worm
cleopatra
get
thee
hence
farewell
clown
i
wish
you
all
joy
of
the
worm
sets
down
the
basket
cleopatra
farewell
clown
you
must
think
this
look
you
that
the
worm
will
do
his
kind
cleopatra
ay
ay
farewell
clown
look
you
the
worm
is
not
to
be
trusted
but
in
the
keeping
of
wise
people
for
indeed
there
is
no
goodness
in
the
worm
cleopatra
take
thou
no
care
it
shall
be
heeded
clown
very
good
give
it
nothing
i
pray
you
for
it
is
not
worth
the
feeding
cleopatra
will
it
eat
me
clown
you
must
not
think
i
am
so
simple
but
i
know
the
devil
himself
will
not
eat
a
woman
i
know
that
a
woman
is
a
dish
for
the
gods
if
the
devil
dress
her
not
but
truly
these
same
whoreson
devils
do
the
gods
great
harm
in
their
women
for
in
every
ten
that
they
make
the
devils
mar
five
cleopatra
well
get
thee
gone
farewell
clown
yes
forsooth
i
wish
you
joy
o'
th'
worm
exit
re-enter
iras
with
a
robe
crown
&c
cleopatra
give
me
my
robe
put
on
my
crown
i
have
immortal
longings
in
me
now
no
more
the
juice
of
egypt's
grape
shall
moist
this
lip
yare
yare
good
iras
quick
methinks
i
hear
antony
call
i
see
him
rouse
himself
to
praise
my
noble
act
i
hear
him
mock
the
luck
of
caesar
which
the
gods
give
men
to
excuse
their
after
wrath
husband
i
come
now
to
that
name
my
courage
prove
my
title!
i
am
fire
and
air
my
other
elements
i
give
to
baser
life
so
have
you
done
come
then
and
take
the
last
warmth
of
my
lips
farewell
kind
charmian
iras
long
farewell
kisses
them
iras
falls
and
dies
have
i
the
aspic
in
my
lips
dost
fall
if
thus
thou
and
nature
can
so
gently
part
the
stroke
of
death
is
as
a
lover's
pinch
which
hurts
and
is
desir'd
dost
thou
lie
still
if
thou
vanishest
thou
tell'st
the
world
it
is
not
worth
leave-taking
charmian
dissolve
thick
cloud
and
rain
that
i
may
say
the
gods
themselves
do
weep
cleopatra
this
proves
me
base
if
she
first
meet
the
curled
antony
he'll
make
demand
of
her
and
spend
that
kiss
which
is
my
heaven
to
have
come
thou
mortal
wretch
to
an
asp
which
she
applies
to
her
breast
with
thy
sharp
teeth
this
knot
intrinsicate
of
life
at
once
untie
poor
venomous
fool
be
angry
and
dispatch
o
couldst
thou
speak
that
i
might
hear
thee
call
great
caesar
ass
unpolicied!
charmian
o
eastern
star!
cleopatra
peace
peace!
dost
thou
not
see
my
baby
at
my
breast
that
sucks
the
nurse
asleep
charmian
o
break!
o
break!
cleopatra
as
sweet
as
balm
as
soft
as
air
as
gentle-
o
antony!
nay
i
will
take
thee
too
applying
another
asp
to
her
arm
what
should
i
stay-
dies
charmian
in
this
vile
world
so
fare
thee
well
now
boast
thee
death
in
thy
possession
lies
a
lass
unparallel'd
downy
windows
close
and
golden
phoebus
never
be
beheld
of
eyes
again
so
royal!
your
crown's
awry
i'll
mend
it
and
then
play-
enter
the
guard
rushing
in
first
guard
where's
the
queen
charmian
speak
softly
wake
her
not
first
guard
caesar
hath
sent-
charmian
too
slow
a
messenger
applies
an
asp
o
come
apace
dispatch
i
partly
feel
thee
first
guard
approach
ho!
all's
not
well
caesar's
beguil'd
second
guard
there's
dolabella
sent
from
caesar
call
him
first
guard
what
work
is
here!
charmian
is
this
well
done
charmian
it
is
well
done
and
fitting
for
a
princes
descended
of
so
many
royal
kings
ah
soldier!
charmian
dies
re-enter
dolabella
dolabella
how
goes
it
here
second
guard
all
dead
dolabella
caesar
thy
thoughts
touch
their
effects
in
this
thyself
art
coming
to
see
perform'd
the
dreaded
act
which
thou
so
sought'st
to
hinder
within
'a
way
there
a
way
for
caesar!'
re-enter
caesar
and
all
his
train
dolabella
o
sir
you
are
too
sure
an
augurer
that
you
did
fear
is
done
caesar
bravest
at
the
last
she
levell'd
at
our
purposes
and
being
royal
took
her
own
way
the
manner
of
their
deaths
i
do
not
see
them
bleed
dolabella
who
was
last
with
them
first
guard
a
simple
countryman
that
brought
her
figs
this
was
his
basket
caesar
poison'd
then
first
guard
o
caesar
this
charmian
liv'd
but
now
she
stood
and
spake
i
found
her
trimming
up
the
diadem
on
her
dead
mistress
tremblingly
she
stood
and
on
the
sudden
dropp'd
caesar
o
noble
weakness!
if
they
had
swallow'd
poison
'twould
appear
by
external
swelling
but
she
looks
like
sleep
as
she
would
catch
another
antony
in
her
strong
toil
of
grace
dolabella
here
on
her
breast
there
is
a
vent
of
blood
and
something
blown
the
like
is
on
her
arm
first
guard
this
is
an
aspic's
trail
and
these
fig-leaves
have
slime
upon
them
such
as
th'
aspic
leaves
upon
the
caves
of
nile
caesar
most
probable
that
so
she
died
for
her
physician
tells
me
she
hath
pursu'd
conclusions
infinite
of
easy
ways
to
die
take
up
her
bed
and
bear
her
women
from
the
monument
she
shall
be
buried
by
her
antony
no
grave
upon
the
earth
shall
clip
in
it
a
pair
so
famous
high
events
as
these
strike
those
that
make
them
and
their
story
is
no
less
in
pity
than
his
glory
which
brought
them
to
be
lamented
our
army
shall
in
solemn
show
attend
this
funeral
and
then
to
rome
come
dolabella
see
high
order
in
this
great
solemnity
exeunt
the
end
1601
as
you
like
it
by
william
shakespeare
dramatis
personae
duke
living
in
exile
frederick
his
brother
and
usurper
of
his
dominions
amiens
lord
attending
on
the
banished
duke
jaques
"
"
"
"
"
"
le
beau
a
courtier
attending
upon
frederick
charles
wrestler
to
frederick
oliver
son
of
sir
rowland
de
boys
jaques
"
"
"
"
"
"
orlando
"
"
"
"
"
"
adam
servant
to
oliver
dennis
"
"
"
touchstone
the
court
jester
sir
oliver
martext
a
vicar
corin
shepherd
silvius
"
william
a
country
fellow
in
love
with
audrey
a
person
representing
hymen
rosalind
daughter
to
the
banished
duke
celia
daughter
to
frederick
phebe
a
shepherdes
audrey
a
country
wench
lords
pages
foresters
and
attendants
scene
oliver's
house
frederick's
court
and
the
forest
of
arden
act
i
scene
i
orchard
of
oliver's
house
enter
orlando
and
adam
orlando
as
i
remember
adam
it
was
upon
this
fashion
bequeathed
me
by
will
but
poor
a
thousand
crowns
and
as
thou
say'st
charged
my
brother
on
his
blessing
to
breed
me
well
and
there
begins
my
sadness
my
brother
jaques
he
keeps
at
school
and
report
speaks
goldenly
of
his
profit
for
my
part
he
keeps
me
rustically
at
home
or
to
speak
more
properly
stays
me
here
at
home
unkept
for
call
you
that
keeping
for
a
gentleman
of
my
birth
that
differs
not
from
the
stalling
of
an
ox
his
horses
are
bred
better
for
besides
that
they
are
fair
with
their
feeding
they
are
taught
their
manage
and
to
that
end
riders
dearly
hir'd
but
i
his
brother
gain
nothing
under
him
but
growth
for
the
which
his
animals
on
his
dunghills
are
as
much
bound
to
him
as
i
besides
this
nothing
that
he
so
plentifully
gives
me
the
something
that
nature
gave
me
his
countenance
seems
to
take
from
me
he
lets
me
feed
with
his
hinds
bars
me
the
place
of
a
brother
and
as
much
as
in
him
lies
mines
my
gentility
with
my
education
this
is
it
adam
that
grieves
me
and
the
spirit
of
my
father
which
i
think
is
within
me
begins
to
mutiny
against
this
servitude
i
will
no
longer
endure
it
though
yet
i
know
no
wise
remedy
how
to
avoid
it
enter
oliver
adam
yonder
comes
my
master
your
brother
orlando
go
apart
adam
and
thou
shalt
hear
how
he
will
shake
me
up
adam
retires
oliver
now
sir!
what
make
you
here
orlando
nothing
i
am
not
taught
to
make
any
thing
oliver
what
mar
you
then
sir
orlando
marry
sir
i
am
helping
you
to
mar
that
which
god
made
a
poor
unworthy
brother
of
yours
with
idleness
oliver
marry
sir
be
better
employed
and
be
nought
awhile
orlando
shall
i
keep
your
hogs
and
eat
husks
with
them
what
prodigal
portion
have
i
spent
that
i
should
come
to
such
penury
oliver
know
you
where
you
are
sir
orlando
o
sir
very
well
here
in
your
orchard
oliver
know
you
before
whom
sir
orlando
ay
better
than
him
i
am
before
knows
me
i
know
you
are
my
eldest
brother
and
in
the
gentle
condition
of
blood
you
should
so
know
me
the
courtesy
of
nations
allows
you
my
better
in
that
you
are
the
first-born
but
the
same
tradition
takes
not
away
my
blood
were
there
twenty
brothers
betwixt
us
i
have
as
much
of
my
father
in
me
as
you
albeit
i
confess
your
coming
before
me
is
nearer
to
his
reverence
oliver
what
boy!
strikes
him
orlando
come
come
elder
brother
you
are
too
young
in
this
oliver
wilt
thou
lay
hands
on
me
villain
orlando
i
am
no
villain
i
am
the
youngest
son
of
sir
rowland
de
boys
he
was
my
father
and
he
is
thrice
a
villain
that
says
such
a
father
begot
villains
wert
thou
not
my
brother
i
would
not
take
this
hand
from
thy
throat
till
this
other
had
pull'd
out
thy
tongue
for
saying
so
thou
has
rail'd
on
thyself
adam
coming
forward
sweet
masters
be
patient
for
your
father's
remembrance
be
at
accord
oliver
let
me
go
i
say
orlando
i
will
not
till
i
please
you
shall
hear
me
my
father
charg'd
you
in
his
will
to
give
me
good
education
you
have
train'd
me
like
a
peasant
obscuring
and
hiding
from
me
all
gentleman-like
qualities
the
spirit
of
my
father
grows
strong
in
me
and
i
will
no
longer
endure
it
therefore
allow
me
such
exercises
as
may
become
a
gentleman
or
give
me
the
poor
allottery
my
father
left
me
by
testament
with
that
i
will
go
buy
my
fortunes
oliver
and
what
wilt
thou
do
beg
when
that
is
spent
well
sir
get
you
in
i
will
not
long
be
troubled
with
you
you
shall
have
some
part
of
your
will
i
pray
you
leave
me
orlando
i
no
further
offend
you
than
becomes
me
for
my
good
oliver
get
you
with
him
you
old
dog
adam
is
'old
dog'
my
reward
most
true
i
have
lost
my
teeth
in
your
service
god
be
with
my
old
master!
he
would
not
have
spoke
such
a
word
exeunt
orlando
and
adam
oliver
is
it
even
so
begin
you
to
grow
upon
me
i
will
physic
your
rankness
and
yet
give
no
thousand
crowns
neither
holla
dennis!
enter
dennis
dennis
calls
your
worship
oliver
not
charles
the
duke's
wrestler
here
to
speak
with
me
dennis
so
please
you
he
is
here
at
the
door
and
importunes
access
to
you
oliver
call
him
in
exit
dennis
'twill
be
a
good
way
and
to-morrow
the
wrestling
is
enter
charles
charles
good
morrow
to
your
worship
oliver
good
monsieur
charles!
what's
the
new
news
at
the
new
court
charles
there's
no
news
at
the
court
sir
but
the
old
news
that
is
the
old
duke
is
banished
by
his
younger
brother
the
new
duke
and
three
or
four
loving
lords
have
put
themselves
into
voluntary
exile
with
him
whose
lands
and
revenues
enrich
the
new
duke
therefore
he
gives
them
good
leave
to
wander
oliver
can
you
tell
if
rosalind
the
duke's
daughter
be
banished
with
her
father
charles
o
no
for
the
duke's
daughter
her
cousin
so
loves
her
being
ever
from
their
cradles
bred
together
that
she
would
have
followed
her
exile
or
have
died
to
stay
behind
her
she
is
at
the
court
and
no
less
beloved
of
her
uncle
than
his
own
daughter
and
never
two
ladies
loved
as
they
do
oliver
where
will
the
old
duke
live
charles
they
say
he
is
already
in
the
forest
of
arden
and
a
many
merry
men
with
him
and
there
they
live
like
the
old
robin
hood
of
england
they
say
many
young
gentlemen
flock
to
him
every
day
and
fleet
the
time
carelessly
as
they
did
in
the
golden
world
oliver
what
you
wrestle
to-morrow
before
the
new
duke
charles
marry
do
i
sir
and
i
came
to
acquaint
you
with
a
matter
i
am
given
sir
secretly
to
understand
that
your
younger
brother
orlando
hath
a
disposition
to
come
in
disguis'd
against
me
to
try
a
fall
to-morrow
sir
i
wrestle
for
my
credit
and
he
that
escapes
me
without
some
broken
limb
shall
acquit
him
well
your
brother
is
but
young
and
tender
and
for
your
love
i
would
be
loath
to
foil
him
as
i
must
for
my
own
honour
if
he
come
in
therefore
out
of
my
love
to
you
i
came
hither
to
acquaint
you
withal
that
either
you
might
stay
him
from
his
intendment
or
brook
such
disgrace
well
as
he
shall
run
into
in
that
it
is
thing
of
his
own
search
and
altogether
against
my
will
oliver
charles
i
thank
thee
for
thy
love
to
me
which
thou
shalt
find
i
will
most
kindly
requite
i
had
myself
notice
of
my
brother's
purpose
herein
and
have
by
underhand
means
laboured
to
dissuade
him
from
it
but
he
is
resolute
i'll
tell
thee
charles
it
is
the
stubbornest
young
fellow
of
france
full
of
ambition
an
envious
emulator
of
every
man's
good
parts
a
secret
and
villainous
contriver
against
me
his
natural
brother
therefore
use
thy
discretion
i
had
as
lief
thou
didst
break
his
neck
as
his
finger
and
thou
wert
best
look
to't
for
if
thou
dost
him
any
slight
disgrace
or
if
he
do
not
mightily
grace
himself
on
thee
he
will
practise
against
thee
by
poison
entrap
thee
by
some
treacherous
device
and
never
leave
thee
till
he
hath
ta'en
thy
life
by
some
indirect
means
or
other
for
i
assure
thee
and
almost
with
tears
i
speak
it
there
is
not
one
so
young
and
so
villainous
this
day
living
i
speak
but
brotherly
of
him
but
should
i
anatomize
him
to
thee
as
he
is
i
must
blush
and
weep
and
thou
must
look
pale
and
wonder
charles
i
am
heartily
glad
i
came
hither
to
you
if
he
come
to-morrow
i'll
give
him
his
payment
if
ever
he
go
alone
again
i'll
never
wrestle
for
prize
more
and
so
god
keep
your
worship!
exit
oliver
farewell
good
charles
now
will
i
stir
this
gamester
i
hope
i
shall
see
an
end
of
him
for
my
soul
yet
i
know
not
why
hates
nothing
more
than
he
yet
he's
gentle
never
school'd
and
yet
learned
full
of
noble
device
of
all
sorts
enchantingly
beloved
and
indeed
so
much
in
the
heart
of
the
world
and
especially
of
my
own
people
who
best
know
him
that
i
am
altogether
misprised
but
it
shall
not
be
so
long
this
wrestler
shall
clear
all
nothing
remains
but
that
i
kindle
the
boy
thither
which
now
i'll
go
about
exit
scene
ii
a
lawn
before
the
duke's
palace
enter
rosalind
and
celia
celia
i
pray
thee
rosalind
sweet
my
coz
be
merry
rosalind
dear
celia
i
show
more
mirth
than
i
am
mistress
of
and
would
you
yet
i
were
merrier
unless
you
could
teach
me
to
forget
a
banished
father
you
must
not
learn
me
how
to
remember
any
extraordinary
pleasure
celia
herein
i
see
thou
lov'st
me
not
with
the
full
weight
that
i
love
thee
if
my
uncle
thy
banished
father
had
banished
thy
uncle
the
duke
my
father
so
thou
hadst
been
still
with
me
i
could
have
taught
my
love
to
take
thy
father
for
mine
so
wouldst
thou
if
the
truth
of
thy
love
to
me
were
so
righteously
temper'd
as
mine
is
to
thee
rosalind
well
i
will
forget
the
condition
of
my
estate
to
rejoice
in
yours
celia
you
know
my
father
hath
no
child
but
i
nor
none
is
like
to
have
and
truly
when
he
dies
thou
shalt
be
his
heir
for
what
he
hath
taken
away
from
thy
father
perforce
i
will
render
thee
again
in
affection
by
mine
honour
i
will
and
when
i
break
that
oath
let
me
turn
monster
therefore
my
sweet
rose
my
dear
rose
be
merry
rosalind
from
henceforth
i
will
coz
and
devise
sports
let
me
see
what
think
you
of
falling
in
love
celia
marry
i
prithee
do
to
make
sport
withal
but
love
no
man
in
good
earnest
nor
no
further
in
sport
neither
than
with
safety
of
a
pure
blush
thou
mayst
in
honour
come
off
again
rosalind
what
shall
be
our
sport
then
celia
let
us
sit
and
mock
the
good
housewife
fortune
from
her
wheel
that
her
gifts
may
henceforth
be
bestowed
equally
rosalind
i
would
we
could
do
so
for
her
benefits
are
mightily
misplaced
and
the
bountiful
blind
woman
doth
most
mistake
in
her
gifts
to
women
celia
'tis
true
for
those
that
she
makes
fair
she
scarce
makes
honest
and
those
that
she
makes
honest
she
makes
very
ill-favouredly
rosalind
nay
now
thou
goest
from
fortune's
office
to
nature's
fortune
reigns
in
gifts
of
the
world
not
in
the
lineaments
of
nature
enter
touchstone
celia
no
when
nature
hath
made
a
fair
creature
may
she
not
by
fortune
fall
into
the
fire
though
nature
hath
given
us
wit
to
flout
at
fortune
hath
not
fortune
sent
in
this
fool
to
cut
off
the
argument
rosalind
indeed
there
is
fortune
too
hard
for
nature
when
fortune
makes
nature's
natural
the
cutter-off
of
nature's
wit
celia
peradventure
this
is
not
fortune's
work
neither
but
nature's
who
perceiveth
our
natural
wits
too
dull
to
reason
of
such
goddesses
and
hath
sent
this
natural
for
our
whetstone
for
always
the
dullness
of
the
fool
is
the
whetstone
of
the
wits
how
now
wit!
whither
wander
you
touchstone
mistress
you
must
come
away
to
your
father
celia
were
you
made
the
messenger
touchstone
no
by
mine
honour
but
i
was
bid
to
come
for
you
rosalind
where
learned
you
that
oath
fool
touchstone
of
a
certain
knight
that
swore
by
his
honour
they
were
good
pancakes
and
swore
by
his
honour
the
mustard
was
naught
now
i'll
stand
to
it
the
pancakes
were
naught
and
the
mustard
was
good
and
yet
was
not
the
knight
forsworn
celia
how
prove
you
that
in
the
great
heap
of
your
knowledge
rosalind
ay
marry
now
unmuzzle
your
wisdom
touchstone
stand
you
both
forth
now
stroke
your
chins
and
swear
by
your
beards
that
i
am
a
knave
celia
by
our
beards
if
we
had
them
thou
art
touchstone
by
my
knavery
if
i
had
it
then
i
were
but
if
you
swear
by
that
that
not
you
are
not
forsworn
no
more
was
this
knight
swearing
by
his
honour
for
he
never
had
any
or
if
he
had
he
had
sworn
it
away
before
ever
he
saw
those
pancackes
or
that
mustard
celia
prithee
who
is't
that
thou
mean'st
touchstone
one
that
old
frederick
your
father
loves
celia
my
father's
love
is
enough
to
honour
him
enough
speak
no
more
of
him
you'll
be
whipt
for
taxation
one
of
these
days
touchstone
the
more
pity
that
fools
may
not
speak
wisely
what
wise
men
do
foolishly
celia
by
my
troth
thou
sayest
true
for
since
the
little
wit
that
fools
have
was
silenced
the
little
foolery
that
wise
men
have
makes
a
great
show
here
comes
monsieur
le
beau
enter
le
beau
rosalind
with
his
mouth
full
of
news
celia
which
he
will
put
on
us
as
pigeons
feed
their
young
rosalind
then
shall
we
be
news-cramm'd
celia
all
the
better
we
shall
be
the
more
marketable
bon
jour
monsieur
le
beau
what's
the
news
le
beau
fair
princess
you
have
lost
much
good
sport
celia
sport!
of
what
colour
le
beau
what
colour
madam
how
shall
i
answer
you
rosalind
as
wit
and
fortune
will
touchstone
or
as
the
destinies
decrees
celia
well
said
that
was
laid
on
with
a
trowel
touchstone
nay
if
i
keep
not
my
rank-
rosalind
thou
losest
thy
old
smell
le
beau
you
amaze
me
ladies
i
would
have
told
you
of
good
wrestling
which
you
have
lost
the
sight
of
rosalind
yet
tell
us
the
manner
of
the
wrestling
le
beau
i
will
tell
you
the
beginning
and
if
it
please
your
ladyships
you
may
see
the
end
for
the
best
is
yet
to
do
and
here
where
you
are
they
are
coming
to
perform
it
celia
well
the
beginning
that
is
dead
and
buried
le
beau
there
comes
an
old
man
and
his
three
sons-
celia
i
could
match
this
beginning
with
an
old
tale
le
beau
three
proper
young
men
of
excellent
growth
and
presence
rosalind
with
bills
on
their
necks
'be
it
known
unto
all
men
by
these
presents'-
le
beau
the
eldest
of
the
three
wrestled
with
charles
the
duke's
wrestler
which
charles
in
a
moment
threw
him
and
broke
three
of
his
ribs
that
there
is
little
hope
of
life
in
him
so
he
serv'd
the
second
and
so
the
third
yonder
they
lie
the
poor
old
man
their
father
making
such
pitiful
dole
over
them
that
all
the
beholders
take
his
part
with
weeping
rosalind
alas!
touchstone
but
what
is
the
sport
monsieur
that
the
ladies
have
lost
le
beau
why
this
that
i
speak
of
touchstone
thus
men
may
grow
wiser
every
day
it
is
the
first
time
that
ever
i
heard
breaking
of
ribs
was
sport
for
ladies
celia
or
i
i
promise
thee
rosalind
but
is
there
any
else
longs
to
see
this
broken
music
in
his
sides
is
there
yet
another
dotes
upon
rib-breaking
shall
we
see
this
wrestling
cousin
le
beau
you
must
if
you
stay
here
for
here
is
the
place
appointed
for
the
wrestling
and
they
are
ready
to
perform
it
celia
yonder
sure
they
are
coming
let
us
now
stay
and
see
it
flourish
enter
duke
frederick
lords
orlando
charles
and
attendants
frederick
come
on
since
the
youth
will
not
be
entreated
his
own
peril
on
his
forwardness
rosalind
is
yonder
the
man
le
beau
even
he
madam
celia
alas
he
is
too
young
yet
he
looks
successfully
frederick
how
now
daughter
and
cousin!
are
you
crept
hither
to
see
the
wrestling
rosalind
ay
my
liege
so
please
you
give
us
leave
frederick
you
will
take
little
delight
in
it
i
can
tell
you
there
is
such
odds
in
the
man
in
pity
of
the
challenger's
youth
i
would
fain
dissuade
him
but
he
will
not
be
entreated
speak
to
him
ladies
see
if
you
can
move
him
celia
call
him
hither
good
monsieur
le
beau
frederick
do
so
i'll
not
be
by
duke
frederick
goes
apart
le
beau
monsieur
the
challenger
the
princess
calls
for
you
orlando
i
attend
them
with
all
respect
and
duty
rosalind
young
man
have
you
challeng'd
charles
the
wrestler
orlando
no
fair
princess
he
is
the
general
challenger
i
come
but
in
as
others
do
to
try
with
him
the
strength
of
my
youth
celia
young
gentleman
your
spirits
are
too
bold
for
your
years
you
have
seen
cruel
proof
of
this
man's
strength
if
you
saw
yourself
with
your
eyes
or
knew
yourself
with
your
judgment
the
fear
of
your
adventure
would
counsel
you
to
a
more
equal
enterprise
we
pray
you
for
your
own
sake
to
embrace
your
own
safety
and
give
over
this
attempt
rosalind
do
young
sir
your
reputation
shall
not
therefore
be
misprised
we
will
make
it
our
suit
to
the
duke
that
the
wrestling
might
not
go
forward
orlando
i
beseech
you
punish
me
not
with
your
hard
thoughts
wherein
i
confess
me
much
guilty
to
deny
so
fair
and
excellent
ladies
any
thing
but
let
your
fair
eyes
and
gentle
wishes
go
with
me
to
my
trial
wherein
if
i
be
foil'd
there
is
but
one
sham'd
that
was
never
gracious
if
kill'd
but
one
dead
that
is
willing
to
be
so
i
shall
do
my
friends
no
wrong
for
i
have
none
to
lament
me
the
world
no
injury
for
in
it
i
have
nothing
only
in
the
world
i
fill
up
a
place
which
may
be
better
supplied
when
i
have
made
it
empty
rosalind
the
little
strength
that
i
have
i
would
it
were
with
you
celia
and
mine
to
eke
out
hers
rosalind
fare
you
well
pray
heaven
i
be
deceiv'd
in
you!
celia
your
heart's
desires
be
with
you!
charles
come
where
is
this
young
gallant
that
is
so
desirous
to
lie
with
his
mother
earth
orlando
ready
sir
but
his
will
hath
in
it
a
more
modest
working
frederick
you
shall
try
but
one
fall
charles
no
i
warrant
your
grace
you
shall
not
entreat
him
to
a
second
that
have
so
mightily
persuaded
him
from
a
first
orlando
you
mean
to
mock
me
after
you
should
not
have
mock'd
me
before
but
come
your
ways
rosalind
now
hercules
be
thy
speed
young
man!
celia
i
would
i
were
invisible
to
catch
the
strong
fellow
by
the
leg
they
wrestle
rosalind
o
excellent
young
man!
celia
if
i
had
a
thunderbolt
in
mine
eye
i
can
tell
who
should
down
charles
is
thrown
shout
frederick
no
more
no
more
orlando
yes
i
beseech
your
grace
i
am
not
yet
well
breath'd
frederick
how
dost
thou
charles
le
beau
he
cannot
speak
my
lord
frederick
bear
him
away
what
is
thy
name
young
man
orlando
orlando
my
liege
the
youngest
son
of
sir
rowland
de
boys
frederick
i
would
thou
hadst
been
son
to
some
man
else
the
world
esteem'd
thy
father
honourable
but
i
did
find
him
still
mine
enemy
thou
shouldst
have
better
pleas'd
me
with
this
deed
hadst
thou
descended
from
another
house
but
fare
thee
well
thou
art
a
gallant
youth
i
would
thou
hadst
told
me
of
another
father
exeunt
duke
train
and
le
beau
celia
were
i
my
father
coz
would
i
do
this
orlando
i
am
more
proud
to
be
sir
rowland's
son
his
youngest
son-
and
would
not
change
that
calling
to
be
adopted
heir
to
frederick
rosalind
my
father
lov'd
sir
rowland
as
his
soul
and
all
the
world
was
of
my
father's
mind
had
i
before
known
this
young
man
his
son
i
should
have
given
him
tears
unto
entreaties
ere
he
should
thus
have
ventur'd
celia
gentle
cousin
let
us
go
thank
him
and
encourage
him
my
father's
rough
and
envious
disposition
sticks
me
at
heart
sir
you
have
well
deserv'd
if
you
do
keep
your
promises
in
love
but
justly
as
you
have
exceeded
all
promise
your
mistress
shall
be
happy
rosalind
gentleman
giving
him
a
chain
from
her
neck
wear
this
for
me
one
out
of
suits
with
fortune
that
could
give
more
but
that
her
hand
lacks
means
shall
we
go
coz
celia
ay
fare
you
well
fair
gentleman
orlando
can
i
not
say
'i
thank
you'
my
better
parts
are
all
thrown
down
and
that
which
here
stands
up
is
but
a
quintain
a
mere
lifeless
block
rosalind
he
calls
us
back
my
pride
fell
with
my
fortunes
i'll
ask
him
what
he
would
did
you
call
sir
sir
you
have
wrestled
well
and
overthrown
more
than
your
enemies
celia
will
you
go
coz
rosalind
have
with
you
fare
you
well
exeunt
rosalind
and
celia
orlando
what
passion
hangs
these
weights
upon
my
tongue
i
cannot
speak
to
her
yet
she
urg'd
conference
o
poor
orlando
thou
art
overthrown!
or
charles
or
something
weaker
masters
thee
re-enter
le
beau
le
beau
good
sir
i
do
in
friendship
counsel
you
to
leave
this
place
albeit
you
have
deserv'd
high
commendation
true
applause
and
love
yet
such
is
now
the
duke's
condition
that
he
misconstrues
all
that
you
have
done
the
duke
is
humorous
what
he
is
indeed
more
suits
you
to
conceive
than
i
to
speak
of
orlando
i
thank
you
sir
and
pray
you
tell
me
this
which
of
the
two
was
daughter
of
the
duke
that
here
was
at
the
wrestling
le
beau
neither
his
daughter
if
we
judge
by
manners
but
yet
indeed
the
smaller
is
his
daughter
the
other
is
daughter
to
the
banish'd
duke
and
here
detain'd
by
her
usurping
uncle
to
keep
his
daughter
company
whose
loves
are
dearer
than
the
natural
bond
of
sisters
but
i
can
tell
you
that
of
late
this
duke
hath
ta'en
displeasure
'gainst
his
gentle
niece
grounded
upon
no
other
argument
but
that
the
people
praise
her
for
her
virtues
and
pity
her
for
her
good
father's
sake
and
on
my
life
his
malice
'gainst
the
lady
will
suddenly
break
forth
sir
fare
you
well
hereafter
in
a
better
world
than
this
i
shall
desire
more
love
and
knowledge
of
you
orlando
i
rest
much
bounden
to
you
fare
you
well
exit
le
beau
thus
must
i
from
the
smoke
into
the
smother
from
tyrant
duke
unto
a
tyrant
brother
but
heavenly
rosalind!
exit
scene
iii
the
duke's
palace
enter
celia
and
rosalind
celia
why
cousin!
why
rosalind!
cupid
have
mercy!
not
a
word
rosalind
not
one
to
throw
at
a
dog
celia
no
thy
words
are
too
precious
to
be
cast
away
upon
curs
throw
some
of
them
at
me
come
lame
me
with
reasons
rosalind
then
there
were
two
cousins
laid
up
when
the
one
should
be
lam'd
with
reasons
and
the
other
mad
without
any
celia
but
is
all
this
for
your
father
rosalind
no
some
of
it
is
for
my
child's
father
o
how
full
of
briers
is
this
working-day
world!
celia
they
are
but
burs
cousin
thrown
upon
thee
in
holiday
foolery
if
we
walk
not
in
the
trodden
paths
our
very
petticoats
will
catch
them
rosalind
i
could
shake
them
off
my
coat
these
burs
are
in
my
heart
celia
hem
them
away
rosalind
i
would
try
if
i
could
cry
'hem'
and
have
him
celia
come
come
wrestle
with
thy
affections
rosalind
o
they
take
the
part
of
a
better
wrestler
than
myself
celia
o
a
good
wish
upon
you!
you
will
try
in
time
in
despite
of
a
fall
but
turning
these
jests
out
of
service
let
us
talk
in
good
earnest
is
it
possible
on
such
a
sudden
you
should
fall
into
so
strong
a
liking
with
old
sir
rowland's
youngest
son
rosalind
the
duke
my
father
lov'd
his
father
dearly
celia
doth
it
therefore
ensue
that
you
should
love
his
son
dearly
by
this
kind
of
chase
i
should
hate
him
for
my
father
hated
his
father
dearly
yet
i
hate
not
orlando
rosalind
no
faith
hate
him
not
for
my
sake
celia
why
should
i
not
doth
he
not
deserve
well
enter
duke
frederick
with
lords
rosalind
let
me
love
him
for
that
and
do
you
love
him
because
i
do
look
here
comes
the
duke
celia
with
his
eyes
full
of
anger
frederick
mistress
dispatch
you
with
your
safest
haste
and
get
you
from
our
court
rosalind
me
uncle
frederick
you
cousin
within
these
ten
days
if
that
thou
beest
found
so
near
our
public
court
as
twenty
miles
thou
diest
for
it
rosalind
i
do
beseech
your
grace
let
me
the
knowledge
of
my
fault
bear
with
me
if
with
myself
i
hold
intelligence
or
have
acquaintance
with
mine
own
desires
if
that
i
do
not
dream
or
be
not
frantic-
as
i
do
trust
i
am
not-
then
dear
uncle
never
so
much
as
in
a
thought
unborn
did
i
offend
your
highness
frederick
thus
do
all
traitors
if
their
purgation
did
consist
in
words
they
are
as
innocent
as
grace
itself
let
it
suffice
thee
that
i
trust
thee
not
rosalind
yet
your
mistrust
cannot
make
me
a
traitor
tell
me
whereon
the
likelihood
depends
frederick
thou
art
thy
father's
daughter
there's
enough
rosalind
so
was
i
when
your
highness
took
his
dukedom
so
was
i
when
your
highness
banish'd
him
treason
is
not
inherited
my
lord
or
if
we
did
derive
it
from
our
friends
what's
that
to
me
my
father
was
no
traitor
then
good
my
liege
mistake
me
not
so
much
to
think
my
poverty
is
treacherous
celia
dear
sovereign
hear
me
speak
frederick
ay
celia
we
stay'd
her
for
your
sake
else
had
she
with
her
father
rang'd
along
celia
i
did
not
then
entreat
to
have
her
stay
it
was
your
pleasure
and
your
own
remorse
i
was
too
young
that
time
to
value
her
but
now
i
know
her
if
she
be
a
traitor
why
so
am
i
we
still
have
slept
together
rose
at
an
instant
learn'd
play'd
eat
together
and
wheresoe'er
we
went
like
juno's
swans
still
we
went
coupled
and
inseparable
frederick
she
is
too
subtle
for
thee
and
her
smoothness
her
very
silence
and
her
patience
speak
to
the
people
and
they
pity
her
thou
art
a
fool
she
robs
thee
of
thy
name
and
thou
wilt
show
more
bright
and
seem
more
virtuous
when
she
is
gone
then
open
not
thy
lips
firm
and
irrevocable
is
my
doom
which
i
have
pass'd
upon
her
she
is
banish'd
celia
pronounce
that
sentence
then
on
me
my
liege
i
cannot
live
out
of
her
company
frederick
you
are
a
fool
you
niece
provide
yourself
if
you
outstay
the
time
upon
mine
honour
and
in
the
greatness
of
my
word
you
die
exeunt
duke
and
lords
celia
o
my
poor
rosalind!
whither
wilt
thou
go
wilt
thou
change
fathers
i
will
give
thee
mine
i
charge
thee
be
not
thou
more
griev'd
than
i
am
rosalind
i
have
more
cause
celia
thou
hast
not
cousin
prithee
be
cheerful
know'st
thou
not
the
duke
hath
banish'd
me
his
daughter
rosalind
that
he
hath
not
celia
no
hath
not
rosalind
lacks
then
the
love
which
teacheth
thee
that
thou
and
i
am
one
shall
we
be
sund'red
shall
we
part
sweet
girl
no
let
my
father
seek
another
heir
therefore
devise
with
me
how
we
may
fly
whither
to
go
and
what
to
bear
with
us
and
do
not
seek
to
take
your
charge
upon
you
to
bear
your
griefs
yourself
and
leave
me
out
for
by
this
heaven
now
at
our
sorrows
pale
say
what
thou
canst
i'll
go
along
with
thee
rosalind
why
whither
shall
we
go
celia
to
seek
my
uncle
in
the
forest
of
arden
rosalind
alas
what
danger
will
it
be
to
us
maids
as
we
are
to
travel
forth
so
far!
beauty
provoketh
thieves
sooner
than
gold
celia
i'll
put
myself
in
poor
and
mean
attire
and
with
a
kind
of
umber
smirch
my
face
the
like
do
you
so
shall
we
pass
along
and
never
stir
assailants
rosalind
were
it
not
better
because
that
i
am
more
than
common
tall
that
i
did
suit
me
all
points
like
a
man
a
gallant
curtle-axe
upon
my
thigh
a
boar
spear
in
my
hand
and-
in
my
heart
lie
there
what
hidden
woman's
fear
there
will-
we'll
have
a
swashing
and
a
martial
outside
as
many
other
mannish
cowards
have
that
do
outface
it
with
their
semblances
celia
what
shall
i
call
thee
when
thou
art
a
man
rosalind
i'll
have
no
worse
a
name
than
jove's
own
page
and
therefore
look
you
call
me
ganymede
but
what
will
you
be
call'd
celia
something
that
hath
a
reference
to
my
state
no
longer
celia
but
aliena
rosalind
but
cousin
what
if
we
assay'd
to
steal
the
clownish
fool
out
of
your
father's
court
would
he
not
be
a
comfort
to
our
travel
celia
he'll
go
along
o'er
the
wide
world
with
me
leave
me
alone
to
woo
him
let's
away
and
get
our
jewels
and
our
wealth
together
devise
the
fittest
time
and
safest
way
to
hide
us
from
pursuit
that
will
be
made
after
my
flight
now
go
we
in
content
to
liberty
and
not
to
banishment
exeunt
act
ii
scene
i
the
forest
of
arden
enter
duke
senior
amiens
and
two
or
three
lords
like
foresters
duke
senior
now
my
co-mates
and
brothers
in
exile
hath
not
old
custom
made
this
life
more
sweet
than
that
of
painted
pomp
are
not
these
woods
more
free
from
peril
than
the
envious
court
here
feel
we
not
the
penalty
of
adam
the
seasons'
difference
as
the
icy
fang
and
churlish
chiding
of
the
winter's
wind
which
when
it
bites
and
blows
upon
my
body
even
till
i
shrink
with
cold
i
smile
and
say
'this
is
no
flattery
these
are
counsellors
that
feelingly
persuade
me
what
i
am
'
sweet
are
the
uses
of
adversity
which
like
the
toad
ugly
and
venomous
wears
yet
a
precious
jewel
in
his
head
and
this
our
life
exempt
from
public
haunt
finds
tongues
in
trees
books
in
the
running
brooks
sermons
in
stones
and
good
in
everything
i
would
not
change
it
amiens
happy
is
your
grace
that
can
translate
the
stubbornness
of
fortune
into
so
quiet
and
so
sweet
a
style
duke
senior
come
shall
we
go
and
kill
us
venison
and
yet
it
irks
me
the
poor
dappled
fools
being
native
burghers
of
this
desert
city
should
in
their
own
confines
with
forked
heads
have
their
round
haunches
gor'd
first
lord
indeed
my
lord
the
melancholy
jaques
grieves
at
that
and
in
that
kind
swears
you
do
more
usurp
than
doth
your
brother
that
hath
banish'd
you
to-day
my
lord
of
amiens
and
myself
did
steal
behind
him
as
he
lay
along
under
an
oak
whose
antique
root
peeps
out
upon
the
brook
that
brawls
along
this
wood!
to
the
which
place
a
poor
sequest'red
stag
that
from
the
hunter's
aim
had
ta'en
a
hurt
did
come
to
languish
and
indeed
my
lord
the
wretched
animal
heav'd
forth
such
groans
that
their
discharge
did
stretch
his
leathern
coat
almost
to
bursting
and
the
big
round
tears
cours'd
one
another
down
his
innocent
nose
in
piteous
chase
and
thus
the
hairy
fool
much
marked
of
the
melancholy
jaques
stood
on
th'
extremest
verge
of
the
swift
brook
augmenting
it
with
tears
duke
senior
but
what
said
jaques
did
he
not
moralize
this
spectacle
first
lord
o
yes
into
a
thousand
similes
first
for
his
weeping
into
the
needless
stream
'poor
deer
'
quoth
he
'thou
mak'st
a
testament
as
worldlings
do
giving
thy
sum
of
more
to
that
which
had
too
much
'
then
being
there
alone
left
and
abandoned
of
his
velvet
friends
''tis
right'
quoth
he
'thus
misery
doth
part
the
flux
of
company
'
anon
a
careless
herd
full
of
the
pasture
jumps
along
by
him
and
never
stays
to
greet
him
'ay
'
quoth
jaques
'sweep
on
you
fat
and
greasy
citizens
'tis
just
the
fashion
wherefore
do
you
look
upon
that
poor
and
broken
bankrupt
there
'
thus
most
invectively
he
pierceth
through
the
body
of
the
country
city
court
yea
and
of
this
our
life
swearing
that
we
are
mere
usurpers
tyrants
and
what's
worse
to
fright
the
animals
and
to
kill
them
up
in
their
assign'd
and
native
dwelling-place
duke
senior
and
did
you
leave
him
in
this
contemplation
second
lord
we
did
my
lord
weeping
and
commenting
upon
the
sobbing
deer
duke
senior
show
me
the
place
i
love
to
cope
him
in
these
sullen
fits
for
then
he's
full
of
matter
first
lord
i'll
bring
you
to
him
straight
exeunt
scene
ii
the
duke's
palace
enter
duke
frederick
with
lords
frederick
can
it
be
possible
that
no
man
saw
them
it
cannot
be
some
villains
of
my
court
are
of
consent
and
sufferance
in
this
first
lord
i
cannot
hear
of
any
that
did
see
her
the
ladies
her
attendants
of
her
chamber
saw
her
abed
and
in
the
morning
early
they
found
the
bed
untreasur'd
of
their
mistress
second
lord
my
lord
the
roynish
clown
at
whom
so
oft
your
grace
was
wont
to
laugh
is
also
missing
hisperia
the
princess'
gentlewoman
confesses
that
she
secretly
o'erheard
your
daughter
and
her
cousin
much
commend
the
parts
and
graces
of
the
wrestler
that
did
but
lately
foil
the
sinewy
charles
and
she
believes
wherever
they
are
gone
that
youth
is
surely
in
their
company
frederick
send
to
his
brother
fetch
that
gallant
hither
if
he
be
absent
bring
his
brother
to
me
i'll
make
him
find
him
do
this
suddenly
and
let
not
search
and
inquisition
quail
to
bring
again
these
foolish
runaways
exeunt
scene
iii
before
oliver's
house
enter
orlando
and
adam
meeting
orlando
who's
there
adam
what
my
young
master
o
my
gentle
master!
o
my
sweet
master!
o
you
memory
of
old
sir
rowland!
why
what
make
you
here
why
are
you
virtuous
why
do
people
love
you
and
wherefore
are
you
gentle
strong
and
valiant
why
would
you
be
so
fond
to
overcome
the
bonny
prizer
of
the
humorous
duke
your
praise
is
come
too
swiftly
home
before
you
know
you
not
master
to
some
kind
of
men
their
graces
serve
them
but
as
enemies
no
more
do
yours
your
virtues
gentle
master
are
sanctified
and
holy
traitors
to
you
o
what
a
world
is
this
when
what
is
comely
envenoms
him
that
bears
it!
orlando
why
what's
the
matter
adam
o
unhappy
youth!
come
not
within
these
doors
within
this
roof
the
enemy
of
all
your
graces
lives
your
brother-
no
no
brother
yet
the
son-
yet
not
the
son
i
will
not
call
him
son
of
him
i
was
about
to
call
his
father-
hath
heard
your
praises
and
this
night
he
means
to
burn
the
lodging
where
you
use
to
lie
and
you
within
it
if
he
fail
of
that
he
will
have
other
means
to
cut
you
off
i
overheard
him
and
his
practices
this
is
no
place
this
house
is
but
a
butchery
abhor
it
fear
it
do
not
enter
it
orlando
why
whither
adam
wouldst
thou
have
me
go
adam
no
matter
whither
so
you
come
not
here
orlando
what
wouldst
thou
have
me
go
and
beg
my
food
or
with
a
base
and
boist'rous
sword
enforce
a
thievish
living
on
the
common
road
this
i
must
do
or
know
not
what
to
do
yet
this
i
will
not
do
do
how
i
can
i
rather
will
subject
me
to
the
malice
of
a
diverted
blood
and
bloody
brother
adam
but
do
not
so
i
have
five
hundred
crowns
the
thrifty
hire
i
sav'd
under
your
father
which
i
did
store
to
be
my
foster-nurse
when
service
should
in
my
old
limbs
lie
lame
and
unregarded
age
in
corners
thrown
take
that
and
he
that
doth
the
ravens
feed
yea
providently
caters
for
the
sparrow
be
comfort
to
my
age!
here
is
the
gold
all
this
i
give
you
let
me
be
your
servant
though
i
look
old
yet
i
am
strong
and
lusty
for
in
my
youth
i
never
did
apply
hot
and
rebellious
liquors
in
my
blood
nor
did
not
with
unbashful
forehead
woo
the
means
of
weakness
and
debility
therefore
my
age
is
as
a
lusty
winter
frosty
but
kindly
let
me
go
with
you
i'll
do
the
service
of
a
younger
man
in
all
your
business
and
necessities
orlando
o
good
old
man
how
well
in
thee
appears
the
constant
service
of
the
antique
world
when
service
sweat
for
duty
not
for
meed!
thou
art
not
for
the
fashion
of
these
times
where
none
will
sweat
but
for
promotion
and
having
that
do
choke
their
service
up
even
with
the
having
it
is
not
so
with
thee
but
poor
old
man
thou
prun'st
a
rotten
tree
that
cannot
so
much
as
a
blossom
yield
in
lieu
of
all
thy
pains
and
husbandry
but
come
thy
ways
we'll
go
along
together
and
ere
we
have
thy
youthful
wages
spent
we'll
light
upon
some
settled
low
content
adam
master
go
on
and
i
will
follow
the
to
the
last
gasp
with
truth
and
loyalty
from
seventeen
years
till
now
almost
four-score
here
lived
i
but
now
live
here
no
more
at
seventeen
years
many
their
fortunes
seek
but
at
fourscore
it
is
too
late
a
week
yet
fortune
cannot
recompense
me
better
than
to
die
well
and
not
my
master's
debtor
exeunt
scene
iv
the
forest
of
arden
enter
rosalind
for
ganymede
celia
for
aliena
and
clown
alias
touchstone
rosalind
o
jupiter
how
weary
are
my
spirits!
touchstone
i
care
not
for
my
spirits
if
my
legs
were
not
weary
rosalind
i
could
find
in
my
heart
to
disgrace
my
man's
apparel
and
to
cry
like
a
woman
but
i
must
comfort
the
weaker
vessel
as
doublet
and
hose
ought
to
show
itself
courageous
to
petticoat
therefore
courage
good
aliena
celia
i
pray
you
bear
with
me
i
cannot
go
no
further
touchstone
for
my
part
i
had
rather
bear
with
you
than
bear
you
yet
i
should
bear
no
cross
if
i
did
bear
you
for
i
think
you
have
no
money
in
your
purse
rosalind
well
this
is
the
forest
of
arden
touchstone
ay
now
am
i
in
arden
the
more
fool
i
when
i
was
at
home
i
was
in
a
better
place
but
travellers
must
be
content
enter
corin
and
silvius
rosalind
ay
be
so
good
touchstone
look
you
who
comes
here
a
young
man
and
an
old
in
solemn
talk
corin
that
is
the
way
to
make
her
scorn
you
still
silvius
o
corin
that
thou
knew'st
how
i
do
love
her!
corin
i
partly
guess
for
i
have
lov'd
ere
now
silvius
no
corin
being
old
thou
canst
not
guess
though
in
thy
youth
thou
wast
as
true
a
lover
as
ever
sigh'd
upon
a
midnight
pillow
but
if
thy
love
were
ever
like
to
mine
as
sure
i
think
did
never
man
love
so
how
many
actions
most
ridiculous
hast
thou
been
drawn
to
by
thy
fantasy
corin
into
a
thousand
that
i
have
forgotten
silvius
o
thou
didst
then
never
love
so
heartily!
if
thou
rememb'rest
not
the
slightest
folly
that
ever
love
did
make
thee
run
into
thou
hast
not
lov'd
or
if
thou
hast
not
sat
as
i
do
now
wearing
thy
hearer
in
thy
mistress'
praise
thou
hast
not
lov'd
or
if
thou
hast
not
broke
from
company
abruptly
as
my
passion
now
makes
me
thou
hast
not
lov'd
o
phebe
phebe
phebe!
exit
silvius
rosalind
alas
poor
shepherd!
searching
of
thy
wound
i
have
by
hard
adventure
found
mine
own
touchstone
and
i
mine
i
remember
when
i
was
in
love
i
broke
my
sword
upon
a
stone
and
bid
him
take
that
for
coming
a-night
to
jane
smile
and
i
remember
the
kissing
of
her
batler
and
the
cow's
dugs
that
her
pretty
chopt
hands
had
milk'd
and
i
remember
the
wooing
of
peascod
instead
of
her
from
whom
i
took
two
cods
and
giving
her
them
again
said
with
weeping
tears
'wear
these
for
my
sake
'
we
that
are
true
lovers
run
into
strange
capers
but
as
all
is
mortal
in
nature
so
is
all
nature
in
love
mortal
in
folly
rosalind
thou
speak'st
wiser
than
thou
art
ware
of
touchstone
nay
i
shall
ne'er
be
ware
of
mine
own
wit
till
i
break
my
shins
against
it
rosalind
jove
jove!
this
shepherd's
passion
is
much
upon
my
fashion
touchstone
and
mine
but
it
grows
something
stale
with
me
celia
i
pray
you
one
of
you
question
yond
man
if
he
for
gold
will
give
us
any
food
i
faint
almost
to
death
touchstone
holla
you
clown!
rosalind
peace
fool
he's
not
thy
ensman
corin
who
calls
touchstone
your
betters
sir
corin
else
are
they
very
wretched
rosalind
peace
i
say
good
even
to
you
friend
corin
and
to
you
gentle
sir
and
to
you
all
rosalind
i
prithee
shepherd
if
that
love
or
gold
can
in
this
desert
place
buy
entertainment
bring
us
where
we
may
rest
ourselves
and
feed
here's
a
young
maid
with
travel
much
oppress'd
and
faints
for
succour
corin
fair
sir
i
pity
her
and
wish
for
her
sake
more
than
for
mine
own
my
fortunes
were
more
able
to
relieve
her
but
i
am
shepherd
to
another
man
and
do
not
shear
the
fleeces
that
i
graze
my
master
is
of
churlish
disposition
and
little
recks
to
find
the
way
to
heaven
by
doing
deeds
of
hospitality
besides
his
cote
his
flocks
and
bounds
of
feed
are
now
on
sale
and
at
our
sheepcote
now
by
reason
of
his
absence
there
is
nothing
that
you
will
feed
on
but
what
is
come
see
and
in
my
voice
most
welcome
shall
you
be
rosalind
what
is
he
that
shall
buy
his
flock
and
pasture
corin
that
young
swain
that
you
saw
here
but
erewhile
that
little
cares
for
buying
any
thing
rosalind
i
pray
thee
if
it
stand
with
honesty
buy
thou
the
cottage
pasture
and
the
flock
and
thou
shalt
have
to
pay
for
it
of
us
celia
and
we
will
mend
thy
wages
i
like
this
place
and
willingly
could
waste
my
time
in
it
corin
assuredly
the
thing
is
to
be
sold
go
with
me
if
you
like
upon
report
the
soil
the
profit
and
this
kind
of
life
i
will
your
very
faithful
feeder
be
and
buy
it
with
your
gold
right
suddenly
exeunt
scene
v
another
part
of
the
forest
enter
amiens
jaques
and
others
song
amiens
under
the
greenwood
tree
who
loves
to
lie
with
me
and
turn
his
merry
note
unto
the
sweet
bird's
throat
come
hither
come
hither
come
hither
here
shall
he
see
no
enemy
but
winter
and
rough
weather
jaques
more
more
i
prithee
more
amiens
it
will
make
you
melancholy
monsieur
jaques
jaques
i
thank
it
more
i
prithee
more
i
can
suck
melancholy
out
of
a
song
as
a
weasel
sucks
eggs
more
i
prithee
more
amiens
my
voice
is
ragged
i
know
i
cannot
please
you
jaques
i
do
not
desire
you
to
please
me
i
do
desire
you
to
sing
come
more
another
stanzo
call
you
'em
stanzos
amiens
what
you
will
monsieur
jaques
jaques
nay
i
care
not
for
their
names
they
owe
me
nothing
will
you
sing
amiens
more
at
your
request
than
to
please
myself
jaques
well
then
if
ever
i
thank
any
man
i'll
thank
you
but
that
they
call
compliment
is
like
th'
encounter
of
two
dog-apes
and
when
a
man
thanks
me
heartily
methinks
have
given
him
a
penny
and
he
renders
me
the
beggarly
thanks
come
sing
and
you
that
will
not
hold
your
tongues
amiens
well
i'll
end
the
song
sirs
cover
the
while
the
duke
will
drink
under
this
tree
he
hath
been
all
this
day
to
look
you
jaques
and
i
have
been
all
this
day
to
avoid
him
he
is
to
disputable
for
my
company
i
think
of
as
many
matters
as
he
but
i
give
heaven
thanks
and
make
no
boast
of
them
come
warble
come
song
all
together
here
who
doth
ambition
shun
and
loves
to
live
i'
th'
sun
seeking
the
food
he
eats
and
pleas'd
with
what
he
gets
come
hither
come
hither
come
hither
here
shall
he
see
no
enemy
but
winter
and
rough
weather
jaques
i'll
give
you
a
verse
to
this
note
that
i
made
yesterday
in
despite
of
my
invention
amiens
and
i'll
sing
it
jaques
thus
it
goes
if
it
do
come
to
pass
that
any
man
turn
ass
leaving
his
wealth
and
ease
a
stubborn
will
to
please
ducdame
ducdame
ducdame
here
shall
he
see
gross
fools
as
he
an
if
he
will
come
to
me
amiens
what's
that
'ducdame'
jaques
'tis
a
greek
invocation
to
call
fools
into
a
circle
i'll
go
sleep
if
i
can
if
i
cannot
i'll
rail
against
all
the
first-born
of
egypt
amiens
and
i'll
go
seek
the
duke
his
banquet
is
prepar'd
exeunt
severally
scene
vi
the
forest
enter
orlando
and
adam
adam
dear
master
i
can
go
no
further
o
i
die
for
food!
here
lie
i
down
and
measure
out
my
grave
farewell
kind
master
orlando
why
how
now
adam!
no
greater
heart
in
thee
live
a
little
comfort
a
little
cheer
thyself
a
little
if
this
uncouth
forest
yield
anything
savage
i
will
either
be
food
for
it
or
bring
it
for
food
to
thee
thy
conceit
is
nearer
death
than
thy
powers
for
my
sake
be
comfortable
hold
death
awhile
at
the
arm's
end
i
will
here
be
with
the
presently
and
if
i
bring
thee
not
something
to
eat
i
will
give
thee
leave
to
die
but
if
thou
diest
before
i
come
thou
art
a
mocker
of
my
labour
well
said!
thou
look'st
cheerly
and
i'll
be
with
thee
quickly
yet
thou
liest
in
the
bleak
air
come
i
will
bear
thee
to
some
shelter
and
thou
shalt
not
die
for
lack
of
a
dinner
if
there
live
anything
in
this
desert
cheerly
good
adam!
exeunt
scene
vii
the
forest
a
table
set
out
enter
duke
senior
amiens
and
lords
like
outlaws
duke
senior
i
think
he
be
transform'd
into
a
beast
for
i
can
nowhere
find
him
like
a
man
first
lord
my
lord
he
is
but
even
now
gone
hence
here
was
he
merry
hearing
of
a
song
duke
senior
if
he
compact
of
jars
grow
musical
we
shall
have
shortly
discord
in
the
spheres
go
seek
him
tell
him
i
would
speak
with
him
enter
jaques
first
lord
he
saves
my
labour
by
his
own
approach
duke
senior
why
how
now
monsieur!
what
a
life
is
this
that
your
poor
friends
must
woo
your
company
what
you
look
merrily!
jaques
a
fool
a
fool!
i
met
a
fool
i'
th'
forest
a
motley
fool
a
miserable
world!
as
i
do
live
by
food
i
met
a
fool
who
laid
him
down
and
bask'd
him
in
the
sun
and
rail'd
on
lady
fortune
in
good
terms
in
good
set
terms-
and
yet
a
motley
fool
'good
morrow
fool
'
quoth
i
'no
sir
'
quoth
he
'call
me
not
fool
till
heaven
hath
sent
me
fortune
'
and
then
he
drew
a
dial
from
his
poke
and
looking
on
it
with
lack-lustre
eye
says
very
wisely
'it
is
ten
o'clock
thus
we
may
see
'
quoth
he
'how
the
world
wags
'tis
but
an
hour
ago
since
it
was
nine
and
after
one
hour
more
'twill
be
eleven
and
so
from
hour
to
hour
we
ripe
and
ripe
and
then
from
hour
to
hour
we
rot
and
rot
and
thereby
hangs
a
tale
'
when
i
did
hear
the
motley
fool
thus
moral
on
the
time
my
lungs
began
to
crow
like
chanticleer
that
fools
should
be
so
deep
contemplative
and
i
did
laugh
sans
intermission
an
hour
by
his
dial
o
noble
fool!
a
worthy
fool!
motley's
the
only
wear
duke
senior
what
fool
is
this
jaques
o
worthy
fool!
one
that
hath
been
a
courtier
and
says
if
ladies
be
but
young
and
fair
they
have
the
gift
to
know
it
and
in
his
brain
which
is
as
dry
as
the
remainder
biscuit
after
a
voyage
he
hath
strange
places
cramm'd
with
observation
the
which
he
vents
in
mangled
forms
o
that
i
were
a
fool!
i
am
ambitious
for
a
motley
coat
duke
senior
thou
shalt
have
one
jaques
it
is
my
only
suit
provided
that
you
weed
your
better
judgments
of
all
opinion
that
grows
rank
in
them
that
i
am
wise
i
must
have
liberty
withal
as
large
a
charter
as
the
wind
to
blow
on
whom
i
please
for
so
fools
have
and
they
that
are
most
galled
with
my
folly
they
most
must
laugh
and
why
sir
must
they
so
the
why
is
plain
as
way
to
parish
church
he
that
a
fool
doth
very
wisely
hit
doth
very
foolishly
although
he
smart
not
to
seem
senseless
of
the
bob
if
not
the
wise
man's
folly
is
anatomiz'd
even
by
the
squand'ring
glances
of
the
fool
invest
me
in
my
motley
give
me
leave
to
speak
my
mind
and
i
will
through
and
through
cleanse
the
foul
body
of
th'
infected
world
if
they
will
patiently
receive
my
medicine
duke
senior
fie
on
thee!
i
can
tell
what
thou
wouldst
do
jaques
what
for
a
counter
would
i
do
but
good
duke
senior
most
mischievous
foul
sin
in
chiding
sin
for
thou
thyself
hast
been
a
libertine
as
sensual
as
the
brutish
sting
itself
and
all
th'
embossed
sores
and
headed
evils
that
thou
with
license
of
free
foot
hast
caught
wouldst
thou
disgorge
into
the
general
world
jaques
why
who
cries
out
on
pride
that
can
therein
tax
any
private
party
doth
it
not
flow
as
hugely
as
the
sea
till
that
the
wearer's
very
means
do
ebb
what
woman
in
the
city
do
i
name
when
that
i
say
the
city-woman
bears
the
cost
of
princes
on
unworthy
shoulders
who
can
come
in
and
say
that
i
mean
her
when
such
a
one
as
she
such
is
her
neighbour
or
what
is
he
of
basest
function
that
says
his
bravery
is
not
on
my
cost
thinking
that
i
mean
him
but
therein
suits
his
folly
to
the
mettle
of
my
speech
there
then!
how
then
what
then
let
me
see
wherein
my
tongue
hath
wrong'd
him
if
it
do
him
right
then
he
hath
wrong'd
himself
if
he
be
free
why
then
my
taxing
like
a
wild-goose
flies
unclaim'd
of
any
man
but
who
comes
here
enter
orlando
with
his
sword
drawn
orlando
forbear
and
eat
no
more
jaques
why
i
have
eat
none
yet
orlando
nor
shalt
not
till
necessity
be
serv'd
jaques
of
what
kind
should
this
cock
come
of
duke
senior
art
thou
thus
bolden'd
man
by
thy
distress
or
else
a
rude
despiser
of
good
manners
that
in
civility
thou
seem'st
so
empty
orlando
you
touch'd
my
vein
at
first
the
thorny
point
of
bare
distress
hath
ta'en
from
me
the
show
of
smooth
civility
yet
arn
i
inland
bred
and
know
some
nurture
but
forbear
i
say
he
dies
that
touches
any
of
this
fruit
till
i
and
my
affairs
are
answered
jaques
an
you
will
not
be
answer'd
with
reason
i
must
die
duke
senior
what
would
you
have
your
gentleness
shall
force
more
than
your
force
move
us
to
gentleness
orlando
i
almost
die
for
food
and
let
me
have
it
duke
senior
sit
down
and
feed
and
welcome
to
our
table
orlando
speak
you
so
gently
pardon
me
i
pray
you
i
thought
that
all
things
had
been
savage
here
and
therefore
put
i
on
the
countenance
of
stern
commandment
but
whate'er
you
are
that
in
this
desert
inaccessible
under
the
shade
of
melancholy
boughs
lose
and
neglect
the
creeping
hours
of
time
if
ever
you
have
look'd
on
better
days
if
ever
been
where
bells
have
knoll'd
to
church
if
ever
sat
at
any
good
man's
feast
if
ever
from
your
eyelids
wip'd
a
tear
and
know
what
'tis
to
pity
and
be
pitied
let
gentleness
my
strong
enforcement
be
in
the
which
hope
i
blush
and
hide
my
sword
duke
senior
true
is
it
that
we
have
seen
better
days
and
have
with
holy
bell
been
knoll'd
to
church
and
sat
at
good
men's
feasts
and
wip'd
our
eyes
of
drops
that
sacred
pity
hath
engend'red
and
therefore
sit
you
down
in
gentleness
and
take
upon
command
what
help
we
have
that
to
your
wanting
may
be
minist'red
orlando
then
but
forbear
your
food
a
little
while
whiles
like
a
doe
i
go
to
find
my
fawn
and
give
it
food
there
is
an
old
poor
man
who
after
me
hath
many
a
weary
step
limp'd
in
pure
love
till
he
be
first
suffic'd
oppress'd
with
two
weak
evils
age
and
hunger
i
will
not
touch
a
bit
duke
senior
go
find
him
out
and
we
will
nothing
waste
till
you
return
orlando
i
thank
ye
and
be
blest
for
your
good
comfort!
exit
duke
senior
thou
seest
we
are
not
all
alone
unhappy
this
wide
and
universal
theatre
presents
more
woeful
pageants
than
the
scene
wherein
we
play
in
jaques
all
the
world's
a
stage
and
all
the
men
and
women
merely
players
they
have
their
exits
and
their
entrances
and
one
man
in
his
time
plays
many
parts
his
acts
being
seven
ages
at
first
the
infant
mewling
and
puking
in
the
nurse's
arms
then
the
whining
school-boy
with
his
satchel
and
shining
morning
face
creeping
like
snail
unwillingly
to
school
and
then
the
lover
sighing
like
furnace
with
a
woeful
ballad
made
to
his
mistress'
eyebrow
then
a
soldier
full
of
strange
oaths
and
bearded
like
the
pard
jealous
in
honour
sudden
and
quick
in
quarrel
seeking
the
bubble
reputation
even
in
the
cannon's
mouth
and
then
the
justice
in
fair
round
belly
with
good
capon
lin'd
with
eyes
severe
and
beard
of
formal
cut
full
of
wise
saws
and
modern
instances
and
so
he
plays
his
part
the
sixth
age
shifts
into
the
lean
and
slipper'd
pantaloon
with
spectacles
on
nose
and
pouch
on
side
his
youthful
hose
well
sav'd
a
world
too
wide
for
his
shrunk
shank
and
his
big
manly
voice
turning
again
toward
childish
treble
pipes
and
whistles
in
his
sound
last
scene
of
all
that
ends
this
strange
eventful
history
is
second
childishness
and
mere
oblivion
sans
teeth
sans
eyes
sans
taste
sans
every
thing
re-enter
orlando
with
adam
duke
senior
welcome
set
down
your
venerable
burden
and
let
him
feed
orlando
i
thank
you
most
for
him
adam
so
had
you
need
i
scarce
can
speak
to
thank
you
for
myself
duke
senior
welcome
fall
to
i
will
not
trouble
you
as
yet
to
question
you
about
your
fortunes
give
us
some
music
and
good
cousin
sing
song
blow
blow
thou
winter
wind
thou
art
not
so
unkind
as
man's
ingratitude
thy
tooth
is
not
so
keen
because
thou
art
not
seen
although
thy
breath
be
rude
heigh-ho!
sing
heigh-ho!
unto
the
green
holly
most
friendship
is
feigning
most
loving
mere
folly
then
heigh-ho
the
holly!
this
life
is
most
jolly
freeze
freeze
thou
bitter
sky
that
dost
not
bite
so
nigh
as
benefits
forgot
though
thou
the
waters
warp
thy
sting
is
not
so
sharp
as
friend
rememb'red
not
heigh-ho!
sing
&c
duke
senior
if
that
you
were
the
good
sir
rowland's
son
as
you
have
whisper'd
faithfully
you
were
and
as
mine
eye
doth
his
effigies
witness
most
truly
limn'd
and
living
in
your
face
be
truly
welcome
hither
i
am
the
duke
that
lov'd
your
father
the
residue
of
your
fortune
go
to
my
cave
and
tell
me
good
old
man
thou
art
right
welcome
as
thy
master
is
support
him
by
the
arm
give
me
your
hand
and
let
me
all
your
fortunes
understand
exeunt
act
iii
scene
i
the
palace
enter
duke
frederick
oliver
and
lords
frederick
not
see
him
since!
sir
sir
that
cannot
be
but
were
i
not
the
better
part
made
mercy
i
should
not
seek
an
absent
argument
of
my
revenge
thou
present
but
look
to
it
find
out
thy
brother
wheresoe'er
he
is
seek
him
with
candle
bring
him
dead
or
living
within
this
twelvemonth
or
turn
thou
no
more
to
seek
a
living
in
our
territory
thy
lands
and
all
things
that
thou
dost
call
thine
worth
seizure
do
we
seize
into
our
hands
till
thou
canst
quit
thee
by
thy
brother's
mouth
of
what
we
think
against
thee
oliver
o
that
your
highness
knew
my
heart
in
this!
i
never
lov'd
my
brother
in
my
life
frederick
more
villain
thou
well
push
him
out
of
doors
and
let
my
officers
of
such
a
nature
make
an
extent
upon
his
house
and
lands
do
this
expediently
and
turn
him
going
exeunt
scene
ii
the
forest
enter
orlando
with
a
paper
orlando
hang
there
my
verse
in
witness
of
my
love
and
thou
thrice-crowned
queen
of
night
survey
with
thy
chaste
eye
from
thy
pale
sphere
above
thy
huntress'
name
that
my
full
life
doth
sway
o
rosalind!
these
trees
shall
be
my
books
and
in
their
barks
my
thoughts
i'll
character
that
every
eye
which
in
this
forest
looks
shall
see
thy
virtue
witness'd
every
where
run
run
orlando
carve
on
every
tree
the
fair
the
chaste
and
unexpressive
she
exit
enter
corin
and
touchstone
corin
and
how
like
you
this
shepherd's
life
master
touchstone
touchstone
truly
shepherd
in
respect
of
itself
it
is
a
good
life
but
in
respect
that
it
is
a
shepherd's
life
it
is
nought
in
respect
that
it
is
solitary
i
like
it
very
well
but
in
respect
that
it
is
private
it
is
a
very
vile
life
now
in
respect
it
is
in
the
fields
it
pleaseth
me
well
but
in
respect
it
is
not
in
the
court
it
is
tedious
as
it
is
a
spare
life
look
you
it
fits
my
humour
well
but
as
there
is
no
more
plenty
in
it
it
goes
much
against
my
stomach
hast
any
philosophy
in
thee
shepherd
corin
no
more
but
that
i
know
the
more
one
sickens
the
worse
at
ease
he
is
and
that
he
that
wants
money
means
and
content
is
without
three
good
friends
that
the
property
of
rain
is
to
wet
and
fire
to
burn
that
good
pasture
makes
fat
sheep
and
that
a
great
cause
of
the
night
is
lack
of
the
sun
that
he
that
hath
learned
no
wit
by
nature
nor
art
may
complain
of
good
breeding
or
comes
of
a
very
dull
kindred
touchstone
such
a
one
is
a
natural
philosopher
wast
ever
in
court
shepherd
corin
no
truly
touchstone
then
thou
art
damn'd
corin
nay
i
hope
touchstone
truly
thou
art
damn'd
like
an
ill-roasted
egg
all
on
one
side
corin
for
not
being
at
court
your
reason
touchstone
why
if
thou
never
wast
at
court
thou
never
saw'st
good
manners
if
thou
never
saw'st
good
manners
then
thy
manners
must
be
wicked
and
wickedness
is
sin
and
sin
is
damnation
thou
art
in
a
parlous
state
shepherd
corin
not
a
whit
touchstone
those
that
are
good
manners
at
the
court
are
as
ridiculous
in
the
country
as
the
behaviour
of
the
country
is
most
mockable
at
the
court
you
told
me
you
salute
not
at
the
court
but
you
kiss
your
hands
that
courtesy
would
be
uncleanly
if
courtiers
were
shepherds
touchstone
instance
briefly
come
instance
corin
why
we
are
still
handling
our
ewes
and
their
fells
you
know
are
greasy
touchstone
why
do
not
your
courtier's
hands
sweat
and
is
not
the
grease
of
a
mutton
as
wholesome
as
the
sweat
of
a
man
shallow
shallow
a
better
instance
i
say
come
corin
besides
our
hands
are
hard
touchstone
your
lips
will
feel
them
the
sooner
shallow
again
a
more
sounder
instance
come
corin
and
they
are
often
tarr'd
over
with
the
surgery
of
our
sheep
and
would
you
have
us
kiss
tar
the
courtier's
hands
are
perfum'd
with
civet
touchstone
most
shallow
man!
thou
worm's
meat
in
respect
of
a
good
piece
of
flesh
indeed!
learn
of
the
wise
and
perpend
civet
is
of
a
baser
birth
than
tar-
the
very
uncleanly
flux
of
a
cat
mend
the
instance
shepherd
corin
you
have
too
courtly
a
wit
for
me
i'll
rest
touchstone
wilt
thou
rest
damn'd
god
help
thee
shallow
man!
god
make
incision
in
thee!
thou
art
raw
corin
sir
i
am
a
true
labourer
i
earn
that
i
eat
get
that
i
wear
owe
no
man
hate
envy
no
man's
happiness
glad
of
other
men's
good
content
with
my
harm
and
the
greatest
of
my
pride
is
to
see
my
ewes
graze
and
my
lambs
suck
touchstone
that
is
another
simple
sin
in
you
to
bring
the
ewes
and
the
rams
together
and
to
offer
to
get
your
living
by
the
copulation
of
cattle
to
be
bawd
to
a
bell-wether
and
to
betray
a
she-lamb
of
a
twelvemonth
to
crooked-pated
old
cuckoldly
ram
out
of
all
reasonable
match
if
thou
beest
not
damn'd
for
this
the
devil
himself
will
have
no
shepherds
i
cannot
see
else
how
thou
shouldst
scape
corin
here
comes
young
master
ganymede
my
new
mistress's
brother
enter
rosalind
reading
a
paper
rosalind
'from
the
east
to
western
inde
no
jewel
is
like
rosalinde
her
worth
being
mounted
on
the
wind
through
all
the
world
bears
rosalinde
all
the
pictures
fairest
lin'd
are
but
black
to
rosalinde
let
no
face
be
kept
in
mind
but
the
fair
of
rosalinde
'
touchstone
i'll
rhyme
you
so
eight
years
together
dinners
and
suppers
and
sleeping
hours
excepted
it
is
the
right
butter-women's
rank
to
market
rosalind
out
fool!
touchstone
for
a
taste
if
a
hart
do
lack
a
hind
let
him
seek
out
rosalinde
if
the
cat
will
after
kind
so
be
sure
will
rosalinde
winter
garments
must
be
lin'd
so
must
slender
rosalinde
they
that
reap
must
sheaf
and
bind
then
to
cart
with
rosalinde
sweetest
nut
hath
sourest
rind
such
a
nut
is
rosalinde
he
that
sweetest
rose
will
find
must
find
love's
prick
and
rosalinde
this
is
the
very
false
gallop
of
verses
why
do
you
infect
yourself
with
them
rosalind
peace
you
dull
fool!
i
found
them
on
a
tree
touchstone
truly
the
tree
yields
bad
fruit
rosalind
i'll
graff
it
with
you
and
then
i
shall
graff
it
with
a
medlar
then
it
will
be
the
earliest
fruit
i'
th'
country
for
you'll
be
rotten
ere
you
be
half
ripe
and
that's
the
right
virtue
of
the
medlar
touchstone
you
have
said
but
whether
wisely
or
no
let
the
forest
judge
enter
celia
with
a
writing
rosalind
peace!
here
comes
my
sister
reading
stand
aside
celia
'why
should
this
a
desert
be
for
it
is
unpeopled
no
tongues
i'll
hang
on
every
tree
that
shall
civil
sayings
show
some
how
brief
the
life
of
man
runs
his
erring
pilgrimage
that
the
streching
of
a
span
buckles
in
his
sum
of
age
some
of
violated
vows
'twixt
the
souls
of
friend
and
friend
but
upon
the
fairest
boughs
or
at
every
sentence
end
will
i
rosalinda
write
teaching
all
that
read
to
know
the
quintessence
of
every
sprite
heaven
would
in
little
show
therefore
heaven
nature
charg'd
that
one
body
should
be
fill'd
with
all
graces
wide-enlarg'd
nature
presently
distill'd
helen's
cheek
but
not
her
heart
cleopatra's
majesty
atalanta's
better
part
sad
lucretia's
modesty
thus
rosalinde
of
many
parts
by
heavenly
synod
was
devis'd
of
many
faces
eyes
and
hearts
to
have
the
touches
dearest
priz'd
heaven
would
that
she
these
gifts
should
have
and
i
to
live
and
die
her
slave
'
rosalind
o
most
gentle
pulpiter!
what
tedious
homily
of
love
have
you
wearied
your
parishioners
withal
and
never
cried
'have
patience
good
people
'
celia
how
now!
back
friends
shepherd
go
off
a
little
go
with
him
sirrah
touchstone
come
shepherd
let
us
make
an
honourable
retreat
though
not
with
bag
and
baggage
yet
with
scrip
and
scrippage
exeunt
corin
and
touchstone
celia
didst
thou
hear
these
verses
rosalind
o
yes
i
heard
them
all
and
more
too
for
some
of
them
had
in
them
more
feet
than
the
verses
would
bear
celia
that's
no
matter
the
feet
might
bear
the
verses
rosalind
ay
but
the
feet
were
lame
and
could
not
bear
themselves
without
the
verse
and
therefore
stood
lamely
in
the
verse
celia
but
didst
thou
hear
without
wondering
how
thy
name
should
be
hang'd
and
carved
upon
these
trees
rosalind
i
was
seven
of
the
nine
days
out
of
the
wonder
before
you
came
for
look
here
what
i
found
on
a
palm-tree
i
was
never
so
berhym'd
since
pythagoras'
time
that
i
was
an
irish
rat
which
i
can
hardly
remember
celia
trow
you
who
hath
done
this
rosalind
is
it
a
man
celia
and
a
chain
that
you
once
wore
about
his
neck
change
you
colour
rosalind
i
prithee
who
celia
o
lord
lord!
it
is
a
hard
matter
for
friends
to
meet
but
mountains
may
be
remov'd
with
earthquakes
and
so
encounter
rosalind
nay
but
who
is
it
celia
is
it
possible
rosalind
nay
i
prithee
now
with
most
petitionary
vehemence
tell
me
who
it
is
celia
o
wonderful
wonderful
most
wonderful
wonderful
and
yet
again
wonderful
and
after
that
out
of
all
whooping!
rosalind
good
my
complexion!
dost
thou
think
though
i
am
caparison'd
like
a
man
i
have
a
doublet
and
hose
in
my
disposition
one
inch
of
delay
more
is
a
south
sea
of
discovery
i
prithee
tell
me
who
is
it
quickly
and
speak
apace
i
would
thou
could'st
stammer
that
thou
mightst
pour
this
conceal'd
man
out
of
thy
mouth
as
wine
comes
out
of
narrow-mouth'd
bottle-
either
too
much
at
once
or
none
at
all
i
prithee
take
the
cork
out
of
thy
mouth
that
i
may
drink
thy
tidings
celia
so
you
may
put
a
man
in
your
belly
rosalind
is
he
of
god's
making
what
manner
of
man
is
his
head
worth
a
hat
or
his
chin
worth
a
beard
celia
nay
he
hath
but
a
little
beard
rosalind
why
god
will
send
more
if
the
man
will
be
thankful
let
me
stay
the
growth
of
his
beard
if
thou
delay
me
not
the
knowledge
of
his
chin
celia
it
is
young
orlando
that
tripp'd
up
the
wrestler's
heels
and
your
heart
both
in
an
instant
rosalind
nay
but
the
devil
take
mocking!
speak
sad
brow
and
true
maid
celia
i'
faith
coz
'tis
he
rosalind
orlando
celia
orlando
rosalind
alas
the
day!
what
shall
i
do
with
my
doublet
and
hose
what
did
he
when
thou
saw'st
him
what
said
he
how
look'd
he
wherein
went
he
what
makes
he
here
did
he
ask
for
me
where
remains
he
how
parted
he
with
thee
and
when
shalt
thou
see
him
again
answer
me
in
one
word
celia
you
must
borrow
me
gargantua's
mouth
first
'tis
a
word
too
great
for
any
mouth
of
this
age's
size
to
say
ay
and
no
to
these
particulars
is
more
than
to
answer
in
a
catechism
rosalind
but
doth
he
know
that
i
am
in
this
forest
and
in
man's
apparel
looks
he
as
freshly
as
he
did
the
day
he
wrestled
celia
it
is
as
easy
to
count
atomies
as
to
resolve
the
propositions
of
a
lover
but
take
a
taste
of
my
finding
him
and
relish
it
with
good
observance
i
found
him
under
a
tree
like
a
dropp'd
acorn
rosalind
it
may
well
be
call'd
jove's
tree
when
it
drops
forth
such
fruit
celia
give
me
audience
good
madam
rosalind
proceed
celia
there
lay
he
stretch'd
along
like
a
wounded
knight
rosalind
though
it
be
pity
to
see
such
a
sight
it
well
becomes
the
ground
celia
cry
'holla'
to
thy
tongue
i
prithee
it
curvets
unseasonably
he
was
furnish'd
like
a
hunter
rosalind
o
ominous!
he
comes
to
kill
my
heart
celia
i
would
sing
my
song
without
a
burden
thou
bring'st
me
out
of
tune
rosalind
do
you
not
know
i
am
a
woman
when
i
think
i
must
speak
sweet
say
on
celia
you
bring
me
out
soft!
comes
he
not
here
enter
orlando
and
jaques
rosalind
'tis
he
slink
by
and
note
him
jaques
i
thank
you
for
your
company
but
good
faith
i
had
as
lief
have
been
myself
alone
orlando
and
so
had
i
but
yet
for
fashion
sake
i
thank
you
too
for
your
society
jaques
god
buy
you
let's
meet
as
little
as
we
can
orlando
i
do
desire
we
may
be
better
strangers
jaques
i
pray
you
mar
no
more
trees
with
writing
love
songs
in
their
barks
orlando
i
pray
you
mar
no
more
of
my
verses
with
reading
them
ill-favouredly
jaques
rosalind
is
your
love's
name
orlando
yes
just
jaques
i
do
not
like
her
name
orlando
there
was
no
thought
of
pleasing
you
when
she
was
christen'd
jaques
what
stature
is
she
of
orlando
just
as
high
as
my
heart
jaques
you
are
full
of
pretty
answers
have
you
not
been
acquainted
with
goldsmiths'
wives
and
conn'd
them
out
of
rings
orlando
not
so
but
i
answer
you
right
painted
cloth
from
whence
you
have
studied
your
questions
jaques
you
have
a
nimble
wit
i
think
'twas
made
of
atalanta's
heels
will
you
sit
down
with
me
and
we
two
will
rail
against
our
mistress
the
world
and
all
our
misery
orlando
i
will
chide
no
breather
in
the
world
but
myself
against
whom
i
know
most
faults
jaques
the
worst
fault
you
have
is
to
be
in
love
orlando
'tis
a
fault
i
will
not
change
for
your
best
virtue
i
am
weary
of
you
jaques
by
my
troth
i
was
seeking
for
a
fool
when
i
found
you
orlando
he
is
drown'd
in
the
brook
look
but
in
and
you
shall
see
him
jaques
there
i
shall
see
mine
own
figure
orlando
which
i
take
to
be
either
a
fool
or
a
cipher
jaques
i'll
tarry
no
longer
with
you
farewell
good
signior
love
orlando
i
am
glad
of
your
departure
adieu
good
monsieur
melancholy
exit
jaques
rosalind
aside
to
celia
i
will
speak
to
him
like
a
saucy
lackey
and
under
that
habit
play
the
knave
with
him
-
do
you
hear
forester
orlando
very
well
what
would
you
rosalind
i
pray
you
what
is't
o'clock
orlando
you
should
ask
me
what
time
o'
day
there's
no
clock
in
the
forest
rosalind
then
there
is
no
true
lover
in
the
forest
else
sighing
every
minute
and
groaning
every
hour
would
detect
the
lazy
foot
of
time
as
well
as
a
clock
orlando
and
why
not
the
swift
foot
of
time
had
not
that
been
as
proper
rosalind
by
no
means
sir
time
travels
in
divers
paces
with
divers
persons
i'll
tell
you
who
time
ambles
withal
who
time
trots
withal
who
time
gallops
withal
and
who
he
stands
still
withal
orlando
i
prithee
who
doth
he
trot
withal
rosalind
marry
he
trots
hard
with
a
young
maid
between
the
contract
of
her
marriage
and
the
day
it
is
solemniz'd
if
the
interim
be
but
a
se'nnight
time's
pace
is
so
hard
that
it
seems
the
length
of
seven
year
orlando
who
ambles
time
withal
rosalind
with
a
priest
that
lacks
latin
and
a
rich
man
that
hath
not
the
gout
for
the
one
sleeps
easily
because
he
cannot
study
and
the
other
lives
merrily
because
he
feels
no
pain
the
one
lacking
the
burden
of
lean
and
wasteful
learning
the
other
knowing
no
burden
of
heavy
tedious
penury
these
time
ambles
withal
orlando
who
doth
he
gallop
withal
rosalind
with
a
thief
to
the
gallows
for
though
he
go
as
softly
as
foot
can
fall
he
thinks
himself
too
soon
there
orlando
who
stays
it
still
withal
rosalind
with
lawyers
in
the
vacation
for
they
sleep
between
term
and
term
and
then
they
perceive
not
how
time
moves
orlando
where
dwell
you
pretty
youth
rosalind
with
this
shepherdess
my
sister
here
in
the
skirts
of
the
forest
like
fringe
upon
a
petticoat
orlando
are
you
native
of
this
place
rosalind
as
the
coney
that
you
see
dwell
where
she
is
kindled
orlando
your
accent
is
something
finer
than
you
could
purchase
in
so
removed
a
dwelling
rosalind
i
have
been
told
so
of
many
but
indeed
an
old
religious
uncle
of
mine
taught
me
to
speak
who
was
in
his
youth
an
inland
man
one
that
knew
courtship
too
well
for
there
he
fell
in
love
i
have
heard
him
read
many
lectures
against
it
and
i
thank
god
i
am
not
a
woman
to
be
touch'd
with
so
many
giddy
offences
as
he
hath
generally
tax'd
their
whole
sex
withal
orlando
can
you
remember
any
of
the
principal
evils
that
he
laid
to
the
charge
of
women
rosalind
there
were
none
principal
they
were
all
like
one
another
as
halfpence
are
every
one
fault
seeming
monstrous
till
his
fellow-fault
came
to
match
it
orlando
i
prithee
recount
some
of
them
rosalind
no
i
will
not
cast
away
my
physic
but
on
those
that
are
sick
there
is
a
man
haunts
the
forest
that
abuses
our
young
plants
with
carving
'rosalind'
on
their
barks
hangs
odes
upon
hawthorns
and
elegies
on
brambles
all
forsooth
deifying
the
name
of
rosalind
if
i
could
meet
that
fancy-monger
i
would
give
him
some
good
counsel
for
he
seems
to
have
the
quotidian
of
love
upon
him
orlando
i
am
he
that
is
so
love-shak'd
i
pray
you
tell
me
your
remedy
rosalind
there
is
none
of
my
uncle's
marks
upon
you
he
taught
me
how
to
know
a
man
in
love
in
which
cage
of
rushes
i
am
sure
you
are
not
prisoner
orlando
what
were
his
marks
rosalind
a
lean
cheek
which
you
have
not
a
blue
eye
and
sunken
which
you
have
not
an
unquestionable
spirit
which
you
have
not
a
beard
neglected
which
you
have
not
but
i
pardon
you
for
that
for
simply
your
having
in
beard
is
a
younger
brother's
revenue
then
your
hose
should
be
ungarter'd
your
bonnet
unbanded
your
sleeve
unbutton'd
your
shoe
untied
and
every
thing
about
you
demonstrating
a
careless
desolation
but
you
are
no
such
man
you
are
rather
point-device
in
your
accoutrements
as
loving
yourself
than
seeming
the
lover
of
any
other
orlando
fair
youth
i
would
i
could
make
thee
believe
i
love
rosalind
me
believe
it!
you
may
as
soon
make
her
that
you
love
believe
it
which
i
warrant
she
is
apter
to
do
than
to
confess
she
does
that
is
one
of
the
points
in
the
which
women
still
give
the
lie
to
their
consciences
but
in
good
sooth
are
you
he
that
hangs
the
verses
on
the
trees
wherein
rosalind
is
so
admired
orlando
i
swear
to
thee
youth
by
the
white
hand
of
rosalind
i
am
that
he
that
unfortunate
he
rosalind
but
are
you
so
much
in
love
as
your
rhymes
speak
orlando
neither
rhyme
nor
reason
can
express
how
much
rosalind
love
is
merely
a
madness
and
i
tell
you
deserves
as
well
a
dark
house
and
a
whip
as
madmen
do
and
the
reason
why
they
are
not
so
punish'd
and
cured
is
that
the
lunacy
is
so
ordinary
that
the
whippers
are
in
love
too
yet
i
profess
curing
it
by
counsel
orlando
did
you
ever
cure
any
so
rosalind
yes
one
and
in
this
manner
he
was
to
imagine
me
his
love
his
mistress
and
i
set
him
every
day
to
woo
me
at
which
time
would
i
being
but
a
moonish
youth
grieve
be
effeminate
changeable
longing
and
liking
proud
fantastical
apish
shallow
inconstant
full
of
tears
full
of
smiles
for
every
passion
something
and
for
no
passion
truly
anything
as
boys
and
women
are
for
the
most
part
cattle
of
this
colour
would
now
like
him
now
loathe
him
then
entertain
him
then
forswear
him
now
weep
for
him
then
spit
at
him
that
i
drave
my
suitor
from
his
mad
humour
of
love
to
a
living
humour
of
madness
which
was
to
forswear
the
full
stream
of
the
world
and
to
live
in
a
nook
merely
monastic
and
thus
i
cur'd
him
and
this
way
will
i
take
upon
me
to
wash
your
liver
as
clean
as
a
sound
sheep's
heart
that
there
shall
not
be
one
spot
of
love
in
't
orlando
i
would
not
be
cured
youth
rosalind
i
would
cure
you
if
you
would
but
call
me
rosalind
and
come
every
day
to
my
cote
and
woo
me
orlando
now
by
the
faith
of
my
love
i
will
tell
me
where
it
is
rosalind
go
with
me
to
it
and
i'll
show
it
you
and
by
the
way
you
shall
tell
me
where
in
the
forest
you
live
will
you
go
orlando
with
all
my
heart
good
youth
rosalind
nay
you
must
call
me
rosalind
come
sister
will
you
go
exeunt
scene
iii
the
forest
enter
touchstone
and
audrey
jaques
behind
touchstone
come
apace
good
audrey
i
will
fetch
up
your
goats
audrey
and
how
audrey
am
i
the
man
yet
doth
my
simple
feature
content
you
audrey
your
features!
lord
warrant
us!
what
features
touchstone
i
am
here
with
thee
and
thy
goats
as
the
most
capricious
poet
honest
ovid
was
among
the
goths
jaques
aside
o
knowledge
ill-inhabited
worse
than
jove
in
a
thatch'd
house!
touchstone
when
a
man's
verses
cannot
be
understood
nor
a
man's
good
wit
seconded
with
the
forward
child
understanding
it
strikes
a
man
more
dead
than
a
great
reckoning
in
a
little
room
truly
i
would
the
gods
had
made
thee
poetical
audrey
i
do
not
know
what
'poetical'
is
is
it
honest
in
deed
and
word
is
it
a
true
thing
touchstone
no
truly
for
the
truest
poetry
is
the
most
feigning
and
lovers
are
given
to
poetry
and
what
they
swear
in
poetry
may
be
said
as
lovers
they
do
feign
audrey
do
you
wish
then
that
the
gods
had
made
me
poetical
touchstone
i
do
truly
for
thou
swear'st
to
me
thou
art
honest
now
if
thou
wert
a
poet
i
might
have
some
hope
thou
didst
feign
audrey
would
you
not
have
me
honest
touchstone
no
truly
unless
thou
wert
hard-favour'd
for
honesty
coupled
to
beauty
is
to
have
honey
a
sauce
to
sugar
jaques
aside
a
material
fool!
audrey
well
i
am
not
fair
and
therefore
i
pray
the
gods
make
me
honest
touchstone
truly
and
to
cast
away
honesty
upon
a
foul
slut
were
to
put
good
meat
into
an
unclean
dish
audrey
i
am
not
a
slut
though
i
thank
the
gods
i
am
foul
touchstone
well
praised
be
the
gods
for
thy
foulness
sluttishness
may
come
hereafter
but
be
it
as
it
may
be
i
will
marry
thee
and
to
that
end
i
have
been
with
sir
oliver
martext
the
vicar
of
the
next
village
who
hath
promis'd
to
meet
me
in
this
place
of
the
forest
and
to
couple
us
jaques
aside
i
would
fain
see
this
meeting
audrey
well
the
gods
give
us
joy!
touchstone
amen
a
man
may
if
he
were
of
a
fearful
heart
stagger
in
this
attempt
for
here
we
have
no
temple
but
the
wood
no
assembly
but
horn-beasts
but
what
though
courage!
as
horns
are
odious
they
are
necessary
it
is
said
'many
a
man
knows
no
end
of
his
goods
'
right!
many
a
man
has
good
horns
and
knows
no
end
of
them
well
that
is
the
dowry
of
his
wife
'tis
none
of
his
own
getting
horns
even
so
poor
men
alone
no
no
the
noblest
deer
hath
them
as
huge
as
the
rascal
is
the
single
man
therefore
blessed
no
as
a
wall'd
town
is
more
worthier
than
a
village
so
is
the
forehead
of
a
married
man
more
honourable
than
the
bare
brow
of
a
bachelor
and
by
how
much
defence
is
better
than
no
skill
by
so
much
is
horn
more
precious
than
to
want
here
comes
sir
oliver
enter
sir
oliver
martext
sir
oliver
martext
you
are
well
met
will
you
dispatch
us
here
under
this
tree
or
shall
we
go
with
you
to
your
chapel
martext
is
there
none
here
to
give
the
woman
touchstone
i
will
not
take
her
on
gift
of
any
man
martext
truly
she
must
be
given
or
the
marriage
is
not
lawful
jaques
discovering
himself
proceed
proceed
i'll
give
her
touchstone
good
even
good
master
what-ye-call't
how
do
you
sir
you
are
very
well
met
goddild
you
for
your
last
company
i
am
very
glad
to
see
you
even
a
toy
in
hand
here
sir
nay
pray
be
cover'd
jaques
will
you
be
married
motley
touchstone
as
the
ox
hath
his
bow
sir
the
horse
his
curb
and
the
falcon
her
bells
so
man
hath
his
desires
and
as
pigeons
bill
so
wedlock
would
be
nibbling
jaques
and
will
you
being
a
man
of
your
breeding
be
married
under
a
bush
like
a
beggar
get
you
to
church
and
have
a
good
priest
that
can
tell
you
what
marriage
is
this
fellow
will
but
join
you
together
as
they
join
wainscot
then
one
of
you
will
prove
a
shrunk
panel
and
like
green
timber
warp
warp
touchstone
aside
i
am
not
in
the
mind
but
i
were
better
to
be
married
of
him
than
of
another
for
he
is
not
like
to
marry
me
well
and
not
being
well
married
it
will
be
a
good
excuse
for
me
hereafter
to
leave
my
wife
jaques
go
thou
with
me
and
let
me
counsel
thee
touchstone
come
sweet
audrey
we
must
be
married
or
we
must
live
in
bawdry
farewell
good
master
oliver
not-
o
sweet
oliver
o
brave
oliver
leave
me
not
behind
thee
but-
wind
away
begone
i
say
i
will
not
to
wedding
with
thee
exeunt
jaques
touchstone
and
audrey
martext
'tis
no
matter
ne'er
a
fantastical
knave
of
them
all
shall
flout
me
out
of
my
calling
exit
scene
iv
the
forest
enter
rosalind
and
celia
rosalind
never
talk
to
me
i
will
weep
celia
do
i
prithee
but
yet
have
the
grace
to
consider
that
tears
do
not
become
a
man
rosalind
but
have
i
not
cause
to
weep
celia
as
good
cause
as
one
would
desire
therefore
weep
rosalind
his
very
hair
is
of
the
dissembling
colour
celia
something
browner
than
judas's
marry
his
kisses
are
judas's
own
children
rosalind
i'
faith
his
hair
is
of
a
good
colour
celia
an
excellent
colour
your
chestnut
was
ever
the
only
colour
rosalind
and
his
kissing
is
as
full
of
sanctity
as
the
touch
of
holy
bread
celia
he
hath
bought
a
pair
of
cast
lips
of
diana
a
nun
of
winter's
sisterhood
kisses
not
more
religiously
the
very
ice
of
chastity
is
in
them
rosalind
but
why
did
he
swear
he
would
come
this
morning
and
comes
not
celia
nay
certainly
there
is
no
truth
in
him
rosalind
do
you
think
so
celia
yes
i
think
he
is
not
a
pick-purse
nor
a
horse-stealer
but
for
his
verity
in
love
i
do
think
him
as
concave
as
covered
goblet
or
a
worm-eaten
nut
rosalind
not
true
in
love
celia
yes
when
he
is
in
but
i
think
he
is
not
in
rosalind
you
have
heard
him
swear
downright
he
was
celia
'was'
is
not
'is'
besides
the
oath
of
a
lover
is
no
stronger
than
the
word
of
a
tapster
they
are
both
the
confirmer
of
false
reckonings
he
attends
here
in
the
forest
on
the
duke
your
father
rosalind
i
met
the
duke
yesterday
and
had
much
question
with
him
he
asked
me
of
what
parentage
i
was
i
told
him
of
as
good
as
he
so
he
laugh'd
and
let
me
go
but
what
talk
we
of
fathers
when
there
is
such
a
man
as
orlando
celia
o
that's
a
brave
man!
he
writes
brave
verses
speaks
brave
words
swears
brave
oaths
and
breaks
them
bravely
quite
traverse
athwart
the
heart
of
his
lover
as
a
puny
tilter
that
spurs
his
horse
but
on
one
side
breaks
his
staff
like
a
noble
goose
but
all's
brave
that
youth
mounts
and
folly
guides
who
comes
here
enter
corin
corin
mistress
and
master
you
have
oft
enquired
after
the
shepherd
that
complain'd
of
love
who
you
saw
sitting
by
me
on
the
turf
praising
the
proud
disdainful
shepherdess
that
was
his
mistress
celia
well
and
what
of
him
corin
if
you
will
see
a
pageant
truly
play'd
between
the
pale
complexion
of
true
love
and
the
red
glow
of
scorn
and
proud
disdain
go
hence
a
little
and
i
shall
conduct
you
if
you
will
mark
it
rosalind
o
come
let
us
remove!
the
sight
of
lovers
feedeth
those
in
love
bring
us
to
this
sight
and
you
shall
say
i'll
prove
a
busy
actor
in
their
play
exeunt
scene
v
another
part
of
the
forest
enter
silvius
and
phebe
silvius
sweet
phebe
do
not
scorn
me
do
not
phebe
say
that
you
love
me
not
but
say
not
so
in
bitterness
the
common
executioner
whose
heart
th'
accustom'd
sight
of
death
makes
hard
falls
not
the
axe
upon
the
humbled
neck
but
first
begs
pardon
will
you
sterner
be
than
he
that
dies
and
lives
by
bloody
drops
enter
rosalind
celia
and
corin
at
a
distance
phebe
i
would
not
be
thy
executioner
i
fly
thee
for
i
would
not
injure
thee
thou
tell'st
me
there
is
murder
in
mine
eye
'tis
pretty
sure
and
very
probable
that
eyes
that
are
the
frail'st
and
softest
things
who
shut
their
coward
gates
on
atomies
should
be
call'd
tyrants
butchers
murderers!
now
i
do
frown
on
thee
with
all
my
heart
and
if
mine
eyes
can
wound
now
let
them
kill
thee
now
counterfeit
to
swoon
why
now
fall
down
or
if
thou
canst
not
o
for
shame
for
shame
lie
not
to
say
mine
eyes
are
murderers
now
show
the
wound
mine
eye
hath
made
in
thee
scratch
thee
but
with
a
pin
and
there
remains
some
scar
of
it
lean
upon
a
rush
the
cicatrice
and
capable
impressure
thy
palm
some
moment
keeps
but
now
mine
eyes
which
i
have
darted
at
thee
hurt
thee
not
nor
i
am
sure
there
is
not
force
in
eyes
that
can
do
hurt
silvius
o
dear
phebe
if
ever-
as
that
ever
may
be
near-
you
meet
in
some
fresh
cheek
the
power
of
fancy
then
shall
you
know
the
wounds
invisible
that
love's
keen
arrows
make
phebe
but
till
that
time
come
not
thou
near
me
and
when
that
time
comes
afflict
me
with
thy
mocks
pity
me
not
as
till
that
time
i
shall
not
pity
thee
rosalind
advancing
and
why
i
pray
you
who
might
be
your
mother
that
you
insult
exult
and
all
at
once
over
the
wretched
what
though
you
have
no
beauty-
as
by
my
faith
i
see
no
more
in
you
than
without
candle
may
go
dark
to
bed-
must
you
be
therefore
proud
and
pitiless
why
what
means
this
why
do
you
look
on
me
i
see
no
more
in
you
than
in
the
ordinary
of
nature's
sale-work
'od's
my
little
life
i
think
she
means
to
tangle
my
eyes
too!
no
faith
proud
mistress
hope
not
after
it
'tis
not
your
inky
brows
your
black
silk
hair
your
bugle
eyeballs
nor
your
cheek
of
cream
that
can
entame
my
spirits
to
your
worship
you
foolish
shepherd
wherefore
do
you
follow
her
like
foggy
south
puffing
with
wind
and
rain
you
are
a
thousand
times
a
properer
man
than
she
a
woman
'tis
such
fools
as
you
that
makes
the
world
full
of
ill-favour'd
children
'tis
not
her
glass
but
you
that
flatters
her
and
out
of
you
she
sees
herself
more
proper
than
any
of
her
lineaments
can
show
her
but
mistress
know
yourself
down
on
your
knees
and
thank
heaven
fasting
for
a
good
man's
love
for
i
must
tell
you
friendly
in
your
ear
sell
when
you
can
you
are
not
for
all
markets
cry
the
man
mercy
love
him
take
his
offer
foul
is
most
foul
being
foul
to
be
a
scoffer
so
take
her
to
thee
shepherd
fare
you
well
phebe
sweet
youth
i
pray
you
chide
a
year
together
i
had
rather
hear
you
chide
than
this
man
woo
rosalind
he's
fall'n
in
love
with
your
foulness
and
she'll
fall
in
love
with
my
anger
if
it
be
so
as
fast
as
she
answers
thee
with
frowning
looks
i'll
sauce
her
with
bitter
words
why
look
you
so
upon
me
phebe
for
no
ill
will
i
bear
you
rosalind
i
pray
you
do
not
fall
in
love
with
me
for
i
am
falser
than
vows
made
in
wine
besides
i
like
you
not
if
you
will
know
my
house
'tis
at
the
tuft
of
olives
here
hard
by
will
you
go
sister
shepherd
ply
her
hard
come
sister
shepherdess
look
on
him
better
and
be
not
proud
though
all
the
world
could
see
none
could
be
so
abus'd
in
sight
as
he
come
to
our
flock
exeunt
rosalind
celia
and
corin
phebe
dead
shepherd
now
i
find
thy
saw
of
might
'who
ever
lov'd
that
lov'd
not
at
first
sight
'
silvius
sweet
phebe
phebe
ha!
what
say'st
thou
silvius
silvius
sweet
phebe
pity
me
phebe
why
i
arn
sorry
for
thee
gentle
silvius
silvius
wherever
sorrow
is
relief
would
be
if
you
do
sorrow
at
my
grief
in
love
by
giving
love
your
sorrow
and
my
grief
were
both
extermin'd
phebe
thou
hast
my
love
is
not
that
neighbourly
silvius
i
would
have
you
phebe
why
that
were
covetousness
silvius
the
time
was
that
i
hated
thee
and
yet
it
is
not
that
i
bear
thee
love
but
since
that
thou
canst
talk
of
love
so
well
thy
company
which
erst
was
irksome
to
me
i
will
endure
and
i'll
employ
thee
too
but
do
not
look
for
further
recompense
than
thine
own
gladness
that
thou
art
employ'd
silvius
so
holy
and
so
perfect
is
my
love
and
i
in
such
a
poverty
of
grace
that
i
shall
think
it
a
most
plenteous
crop
to
glean
the
broken
ears
after
the
man
that
the
main
harvest
reaps
loose
now
and
then
a
scatt'red
smile
and
that
i'll
live
upon
phebe
know'st
thou
the
youth
that
spoke
to
me
erewhile
silvius
not
very
well
but
i
have
met
him
oft
and
he
hath
bought
the
cottage
and
the
bounds
that
the
old
carlot
once
was
master
of
phebe
think
not
i
love
him
though
i
ask
for
him
'tis
but
a
peevish
boy
yet
he
talks
well
but
what
care
i
for
words
yet
words
do
well
when
he
that
speaks
them
pleases
those
that
hear
it
is
a
pretty
youth-
not
very
pretty
but
sure
he's
proud
and
yet
his
pride
becomes
him
he'll
make
a
proper
man
the
best
thing
in
him
is
his
complexion
and
faster
than
his
tongue
did
make
offence
his
eye
did
heal
it
up
he
is
not
very
tall
yet
for
his
years
he's
tall
his
leg
is
but
so-so
and
yet
'tis
well
there
was
a
pretty
redness
in
his
lip
a
little
riper
and
more
lusty
red
than
that
mix'd
in
his
cheek
'twas
just
the
difference
betwixt
the
constant
red
and
mingled
damask
there
be
some
women
silvius
had
they
mark'd
him
in
parcels
as
i
did
would
have
gone
near
to
fall
in
love
with
him
but
for
my
part
i
love
him
not
nor
hate
him
not
and
yet
i
have
more
cause
to
hate
him
than
to
love
him
for
what
had
he
to
do
to
chide
at
me
he
said
mine
eyes
were
black
and
my
hair
black
and
now
i
am
rememb'red
scorn'd
at
me
i
marvel
why
i
answer'd
not
again
but
that's
all
one
omittance
is
no
quittance
i'll
write
to
him
a
very
taunting
letter
and
thou
shalt
bear
it
wilt
thou
silvius
silvius
phebe
with
all
my
heart
phebe
i'll
write
it
straight
the
matter's
in
my
head
and
in
my
heart
i
will
be
bitter
with
him
and
passing
short
go
with
me
silvius
exeunt
act
iv
scene
i
the
forest
enter
rosalind
celia
and
jaques
jaques
i
prithee
pretty
youth
let
me
be
better
acquainted
with
thee
rosalind
they
say
you
are
a
melancholy
fellow
jaques
i
am
so
i
do
love
it
better
than
laughing
rosalind
those
that
are
in
extremity
of
either
are
abominable
fellows
and
betray
themselves
to
every
modern
censure
worse
than
drunkards
jaques
why
'tis
good
to
be
sad
and
say
nothing
rosalind
why
then
'tis
good
to
be
a
post
jaques
i
have
neither
the
scholar's
melancholy
which
is
emulation
nor
the
musician's
which
is
fantastical
nor
the
courtier's
which
is
proud
nor
the
soldier's
which
is
ambitious
nor
the
lawyer's
which
is
politic
nor
the
lady's
which
is
nice
nor
the
lover's
which
is
all
these
but
it
is
a
melancholy
of
mine
own
compounded
of
many
simples
extracted
from
many
objects
and
indeed
the
sundry
contemplation
of
my
travels
in
which
my
often
rumination
wraps
me
in
a
most
humorous
sadness
rosalind
a
traveller!
by
my
faith
you
have
great
reason
to
be
sad
i
fear
you
have
sold
your
own
lands
to
see
other
men's
then
to
have
seen
much
and
to
have
nothing
is
to
have
rich
eyes
and
poor
hands
jaques
yes
i
have
gain'd
my
experience
enter
orlando
rosalind
and
your
experience
makes
you
sad
i
had
rather
have
a
fool
to
make
me
merry
than
experience
to
make
me
sad-
and
to
travel
for
it
too
orlando
good
day
and
happiness
dear
rosalind!
jaques
nay
then
god
buy
you
an
you
talk
in
blank
verse
rosalind
farewell
monsieur
traveller
look
you
lisp
and
wear
strange
suits
disable
all
the
benefits
of
your
own
country
be
out
of
love
with
your
nativity
and
almost
chide
god
for
making
you
that
countenance
you
are
or
i
will
scarce
think
you
have
swam
in
a
gondola
exit
jaques
why
how
now
orlando!
where
have
you
been
all
this
while
you
a
lover!
an
you
serve
me
such
another
trick
never
come
in
my
sight
more
orlando
my
fair
rosalind
i
come
within
an
hour
of
my
promise
rosalind
break
an
hour's
promise
in
love!
he
that
will
divide
a
minute
into
a
thousand
parts
and
break
but
a
part
of
the
thousand
part
of
a
minute
in
the
affairs
of
love
it
may
be
said
of
him
that
cupid
hath
clapp'd
him
o'
th'
shoulder
but
i'll
warrant
him
heart-whole
orlando
pardon
me
dear
rosalind
rosalind
nay
an
you
be
so
tardy
come
no
more
in
my
sight
i
had
as
lief
be
woo'd
of
a
snail
orlando
of
a
snail!
rosalind
ay
of
a
snail
for
though
he
comes
slowly
he
carries
his
house
on
his
head-
a
better
jointure
i
think
than
you
make
a
woman
besides
he
brings
his
destiny
with
him
orlando
what's
that
rosalind
why
horns
which
such
as
you
are
fain
to
be
beholding
to
your
wives
for
but
he
comes
armed
in
his
fortune
and
prevents
the
slander
of
his
wife
orlando
virtue
is
no
horn-maker
and
my
rosalind
is
virtuous
rosalind
and
i
am
your
rosalind
celia
it
pleases
him
to
call
you
so
but
he
hath
a
rosalind
of
a
better
leer
than
you
rosalind
come
woo
me
woo
me
for
now
i
am
in
a
holiday
humour
and
like
enough
to
consent
what
would
you
say
to
me
now
an
i
were
your
very
very
rosalind
orlando
i
would
kiss
before
i
spoke
rosalind
nay
you
were
better
speak
first
and
when
you
were
gravell'd
for
lack
of
matter
you
might
take
occasion
to
kiss
very
good
orators
when
they
are
out
they
will
spit
and
for
lovers
lacking-
god
warn
us!-
matter
the
cleanliest
shift
is
to
kiss
orlando
how
if
the
kiss
be
denied
rosalind
then
she
puts
you
to
entreaty
and
there
begins
new
matter
orlando
who
could
be
out
being
before
his
beloved
mistress
rosalind
marry
that
should
you
if
i
were
your
mistress
or
i
should
think
my
honesty
ranker
than
my
wit
orlando
what
of
my
suit
rosalind
not
out
of
your
apparel
and
yet
out
of
your
suit
am
not
i
your
rosalind
orlando
i
take
some
joy
to
say
you
are
because
i
would
be
talking
of
her
rosalind
well
in
her
person
i
say
i
will
not
have
you
orlando
then
in
mine
own
person
i
die
rosalind
no
faith
die
by
attorney
the
poor
world
is
almost
six
thousand
years
old
and
in
all
this
time
there
was
not
any
man
died
in
his
own
person
videlicet
in
a
love-cause
troilus
had
his
brains
dash'd
out
with
a
grecian
club
yet
he
did
what
he
could
to
die
before
and
he
is
one
of
the
patterns
of
love
leander
he
would
have
liv'd
many
a
fair
year
though
hero
had
turn'd
nun
if
it
had
not
been
for
a
hot
midsummer
night
for
good
youth
he
went
but
forth
to
wash
him
in
the
hellespont
and
being
taken
with
the
cramp
was
drown'd
and
the
foolish
chroniclers
of
that
age
found
it
was-
hero
of
sestos
but
these
are
all
lies
men
have
died
from
time
to
time
and
worms
have
eaten
them
but
not
for
love
orlando
i
would
not
have
my
right
rosalind
of
this
mind
for
i
protest
her
frown
might
kill
me
rosalind
by
this
hand
it
will
not
kill
a
fly
but
come
now
i
will
be
your
rosalind
in
a
more
coming-on
disposition
and
ask
me
what
you
will
i
will
grant
it
orlando
then
love
me
rosalind
rosalind
yes
faith
will
i
fridays
and
saturdays
and
all
orlando
and
wilt
thou
have
me
rosalind
ay
and
twenty
such
orlando
what
sayest
thou
rosalind
are
you
not
good
orlando
i
hope
so
rosalind
why
then
can
one
desire
too
much
of
a
good
thing
come
sister
you
shall
be
the
priest
and
marry
us
give
me
your
hand
orlando
what
do
you
say
sister
orlando
pray
thee
marry
us
celia
i
cannot
say
the
words
rosalind
you
must
begin
'will
you
orlando'-
celia
go
to
will
you
orlando
have
to
wife
this
rosalind
orlando
i
will
rosalind
ay
but
when
orlando
why
now
as
fast
as
she
can
marry
us
rosalind
then
you
must
say
'i
take
thee
rosalind
for
wife
'
orlando
i
take
thee
rosalind
for
wife
rosalind
i
might
ask
you
for
your
commission
but-
i
do
take
thee
orlando
for
my
husband
there's
a
girl
goes
before
the
priest
and
certainly
a
woman's
thought
runs
before
her
actions
orlando
so
do
all
thoughts
they
are
wing'd
rosalind
now
tell
me
how
long
you
would
have
her
after
you
have
possess'd
her
orlando
for
ever
and
a
day
rosalind
say
'a
day'
without
the
'ever
'
no
no
orlando
men
are
april
when
they
woo
december
when
they
wed
maids
are
may
when
they
are
maids
but
the
sky
changes
when
they
are
wives
i
will
be
more
jealous
of
thee
than
a
barbary
cock-pigeon
over
his
hen
more
clamorous
than
a
parrot
against
rain
more
new-fangled
than
an
ape
more
giddy
in
my
desires
than
a
monkey
i
will
weep
for
nothing
like
diana
in
the
fountain
and
i
will
do
that
when
you
are
dispos'd
to
be
merry
i
will
laugh
like
a
hyen
and
that
when
thou
are
inclin'd
to
sleep
orlando
but
will
my
rosalind
do
so
rosalind
by
my
life
she
will
do
as
i
do
orlando
o
but
she
is
wise
rosalind
or
else
she
could
not
have
the
wit
to
do
this
the
wiser
the
waywarder
make
the
doors
upon
a
woman's
wit
and
it
will
out
at
the
casement
shut
that
and
'twill
out
at
the
key-hole
stop
that
'twill
fly
with
the
smoke
out
at
the
chimney
orlando
a
man
that
had
a
wife
with
such
a
wit
he
might
say
'wit
whither
wilt
'
rosalind
nay
you
might
keep
that
check
for
it
till
you
met
your
wife's
wit
going
to
your
neighbour's
bed
orlando
and
what
wit
could
wit
have
to
excuse
that
rosalind
marry
to
say
she
came
to
seek
you
there
you
shall
never
take
her
without
her
answer
unless
you
take
her
without
her
tongue
o
that
woman
that
cannot
make
her
fault
her
husband's
occasion
let
her
never
nurse
her
child
herself
for
she
will
breed
it
like
a
fool!
orlando
for
these
two
hours
rosalind
i
will
leave
thee
rosalind
alas
dear
love
i
cannot
lack
thee
two
hours!
orlando
i
must
attend
the
duke
at
dinner
by
two
o'clock
i
will
be
with
thee
again
rosalind
ay
go
your
ways
go
your
ways
i
knew
what
you
would
prove
my
friends
told
me
as
much
and
i
thought
no
less
that
flattering
tongue
of
yours
won
me
'tis
but
one
cast
away
and
so
come
death!
two
o'clock
is
your
hour
orlando
ay
sweet
rosalind
rosalind
by
my
troth
and
in
good
earnest
and
so
god
mend
me
and
by
all
pretty
oaths
that
are
not
dangerous
if
you
break
one
jot
of
your
promise
or
come
one
minute
behind
your
hour
i
will
think
you
the
most
pathetical
break-promise
and
the
most
hollow
lover
and
the
most
unworthy
of
her
you
call
rosalind
that
may
be
chosen
out
of
the
gross
band
of
the
unfaithful
therefore
beware
my
censure
and
keep
your
promise
orlando
with
no
less
religion
than
if
thou
wert
indeed
my
rosalind
so
adieu
rosalind
well
time
is
the
old
justice
that
examines
all
such
offenders
and
let
time
try
adieu
exit
orlando
celia
you
have
simply
misus'd
our
sex
in
your
love-prate
we
must
have
your
doublet
and
hose
pluck'd
over
your
head
and
show
the
world
what
the
bird
hath
done
to
her
own
nest
rosalind
o
coz
coz
coz
my
pretty
little
coz
that
thou
didst
know
how
many
fathom
deep
i
am
in
love!
but
it
cannot
be
sounded
my
affection
hath
an
unknown
bottom
like
the
bay
of
portugal
celia
or
rather
bottomless
that
as
fast
as
you
pour
affection
in
it
runs
out
rosalind
no
that
same
wicked
bastard
of
venus
that
was
begot
of
thought
conceiv'd
of
spleen
and
born
of
madness
that
blind
rascally
boy
that
abuses
every
one's
eyes
because
his
own
are
out-
let
him
be
judge
how
deep
i
am
in
love
i'll
tell
thee
aliena
i
cannot
be
out
of
the
sight
of
orlando
i'll
go
find
a
shadow
and
sigh
till
he
come
celia
and
i'll
sleep
exeunt
scene
ii
the
forest
enter
jaques
and
lords
in
the
habit
of
foresters
jaques
which
is
he
that
killed
the
deer
lord
sir
it
was
i
jaques
let's
present
him
to
the
duke
like
a
roman
conqueror
and
it
would
do
well
to
set
the
deer's
horns
upon
his
head
for
a
branch
of
victory
have
you
no
song
forester
for
this
purpose
lord
yes
sir
jaques
sing
it
'tis
no
matter
how
it
be
in
tune
so
it
make
noise
enough
song
what
shall
he
have
that
kill'd
the
deer
his
leather
skin
and
horns
to
wear
the
rest
shall
hear
this
burden
then
sing
him
home
take
thou
no
scorn
to
wear
the
horn
it
was
a
crest
ere
thou
wast
born
thy
father's
father
wore
it
and
thy
father
bore
it
the
horn
the
horn
the
lusty
horn
is
not
a
thing
to
laugh
to
scorn
exeunt
scene
iii
the
forest
enter
rosalind
and
celia
rosalind
how
say
you
now
is
it
not
past
two
o'clock
and
here
much
orlando!
celia
i
warrant
you
with
pure
love
and
troubled
brain
he
hath
ta'en
his
bow
and
arrows
and
is
gone
forth-
to
sleep
look
who
comes
here
enter
silvius
silvius
my
errand
is
to
you
fair
youth
my
gentle
phebe
did
bid
me
give
you
this
i
know
not
the
contents
but
as
i
guess
by
the
stern
brow
and
waspish
action
which
she
did
use
as
she
was
writing
of
it
it
bears
an
angry
tenour
pardon
me
i
am
but
as
a
guiltless
messenger
rosalind
patience
herself
would
startle
at
this
letter
and
play
the
swaggerer
bear
this
bear
all
she
says
i
am
not
fair
that
i
lack
manners
she
calls
me
proud
and
that
she
could
not
love
me
were
man
as
rare
as
phoenix
'od's
my
will!
her
love
is
not
the
hare
that
i
do
hunt
why
writes
she
so
to
me
well
shepherd
well
this
is
a
letter
of
your
own
device
silvius
no
i
protest
i
know
not
the
contents
phebe
did
write
it
rosalind
come
come
you
are
a
fool
and
turn'd
into
the
extremity
of
love
i
saw
her
hand
she
has
a
leathern
hand
a
freestone-colour'd
hand
i
verily
did
think
that
her
old
gloves
were
on
but
'twas
her
hands
she
has
a
huswife's
hand-
but
that's
no
matter
i
say
she
never
did
invent
this
letter
this
is
a
man's
invention
and
his
hand
silvius
sure
it
is
hers
rosalind
why
'tis
a
boisterous
and
a
cruel
style
a
style
for
challengers
why
she
defies
me
like
turk
to
christian
women's
gentle
brain
could
not
drop
forth
such
giant-rude
invention
such
ethiope
words
blacker
in
their
effect
than
in
their
countenance
will
you
hear
the
letter
silvius
so
please
you
for
i
never
heard
it
yet
yet
heard
too
much
of
phebe's
cruelty
rosalind
she
phebes
me
mark
how
the
tyrant
writes
reads
'art
thou
god
to
shepherd
turn'd
that
a
maiden's
heart
hath
burn'd
'
can
a
woman
rail
thus
silvius
call
you
this
railing
rosalind
'why
thy
godhead
laid
apart
warr'st
thou
with
a
woman's
heart
'
did
you
ever
hear
such
railing
'whiles
the
eye
of
man
did
woo
me
that
could
do
no
vengeance
to
me
'
meaning
me
a
beast
'if
the
scorn
of
your
bright
eyne
have
power
to
raise
such
love
in
mine
alack
in
me
what
strange
effect
would
they
work
in
mild
aspect!
whiles
you
chid
me
i
did
love
how
then
might
your
prayers
move!
he
that
brings
this
love
to
the
little
knows
this
love
in
me
and
by
him
seal
up
thy
mind
whether
that
thy
youth
and
kind
will
the
faithful
offer
take
of
me
and
all
that
i
can
make
or
else
by
him
my
love
deny
and
then
i'll
study
how
to
die
'
silvius
call
you
this
chiding
celia
alas
poor
shepherd!
rosalind
do
you
pity
him
no
he
deserves
no
pity
wilt
thou
love
such
a
woman
what
to
make
thee
an
instrument
and
play
false
strains
upon
thee!
not
to
be
endur'd!
well
go
your
way
to
her
for
i
see
love
hath
made
thee
tame
snake
and
say
this
to
her-
that
if
she
love
me
i
charge
her
to
love
thee
if
she
will
not
i
will
never
have
her
unless
thou
entreat
for
her
if
you
be
a
true
lover
hence
and
not
a
word
for
here
comes
more
company
exit
silvius
enter
oliver
oliver
good
morrow
fair
ones
pray
you
if
you
know
where
in
the
purlieus
of
this
forest
stands
a
sheep-cote
fenc'd
about
with
olive
trees
celia
west
of
this
place
down
in
the
neighbour
bottom
the
rank
of
osiers
by
the
murmuring
stream
left
on
your
right
hand
brings
you
to
the
place
but
at
this
hour
the
house
doth
keep
itself
there's
none
within
oliver
if
that
an
eye
may
profit
by
a
tongue
then
should
i
know
you
by
description-
such
garments
and
such
years
'the
boy
is
fair
of
female
favour
and
bestows
himself
like
a
ripe
sister
the
woman
low
and
browner
than
her
brother
'
are
not
you
the
owner
of
the
house
i
did
inquire
for
celia
it
is
no
boast
being
ask'd
to
say
we
are
oliver
orlando
doth
commend
him
to
you
both
and
to
that
youth
he
calls
his
rosalind
he
sends
this
bloody
napkin
are
you
he
rosalind
i
am
what
must
we
understand
by
this
oliver
some
of
my
shame
if
you
will
know
of
me
what
man
i
am
and
how
and
why
and
where
this
handkercher
was
stain'd
celia
i
pray
you
tell
it
oliver
when
last
the
young
orlando
parted
from
you
he
left
a
promise
to
return
again
within
an
hour
and
pacing
through
the
forest
chewing
the
food
of
sweet
and
bitter
fancy
lo
what
befell!
he
threw
his
eye
aside
and
mark
what
object
did
present
itself
under
an
oak
whose
boughs
were
moss'd
with
age
and
high
top
bald
with
dry
antiquity
a
wretched
ragged
man
o'ergrown
with
hair
lay
sleeping
on
his
back
about
his
neck
a
green
and
gilded
snake
had
wreath'd
itself
who
with
her
head
nimble
in
threats
approach'd
the
opening
of
his
mouth
but
suddenly
seeing
orlando
it
unlink'd
itself
and
with
indented
glides
did
slip
away
into
a
bush
under
which
bush's
shade
a
lioness
with
udders
all
drawn
dry
lay
couching
head
on
ground
with
catlike
watch
when
that
the
sleeping
man
should
stir
for
'tis
the
royal
disposition
of
that
beast
to
prey
on
nothing
that
doth
seem
as
dead
this
seen
orlando
did
approach
the
man
and
found
it
was
his
brother
his
elder
brother
celia
o
i
have
heard
him
speak
of
that
same
brother
and
he
did
render
him
the
most
unnatural
that
liv'd
amongst
men
oliver
and
well
he
might
so
do
for
well
i
know
he
was
unnatural
rosalind
but
to
orlando
did
he
leave
him
there
food
to
the
suck'd
and
hungry
lioness
oliver
twice
did
he
turn
his
back
and
purpos'd
so
but
kindness
nobler
ever
than
revenge
and
nature
stronger
than
his
just
occasion
made
him
give
battle
to
the
lioness
who
quickly
fell
before
him
in
which
hurtling
from
miserable
slumber
i
awak'd
celia
are
you
his
brother
rosalind
was't
you
he
rescu'd
celia
was't
you
that
did
so
oft
contrive
to
kill
him
oliver
'twas
i
but
'tis
not
i
i
do
not
shame
to
tell
you
what
i
was
since
my
conversion
so
sweetly
tastes
being
the
thing
i
am
rosalind
but
for
the
bloody
napkin
oliver
by
and
by
when
from
the
first
to
last
betwixt
us
two
tears
our
recountments
had
most
kindly
bath'd
as
how
i
came
into
that
desert
place-
in
brief
he
led
me
to
the
gentle
duke
who
gave
me
fresh
array
and
entertainment
committing
me
unto
my
brother's
love
who
led
me
instantly
unto
his
cave
there
stripp'd
himself
and
here
upon
his
arm
the
lioness
had
torn
some
flesh
away
which
all
this
while
had
bled
and
now
he
fainted
and
cried
in
fainting
upon
rosalind
brief
i
recover'd
him
bound
up
his
wound
and
after
some
small
space
being
strong
at
heart
he
sent
me
hither
stranger
as
i
am
to
tell
this
story
that
you
might
excuse
his
broken
promise
and
to
give
this
napkin
dy'd
in
his
blood
unto
the
shepherd
youth
that
he
in
sport
doth
call
his
rosalind
rosalind
swoons
celia
why
how
now
ganymede!
sweet
ganymede!
oliver
many
will
swoon
when
they
do
look
on
blood
celia
there
is
more
in
it
cousin
ganymede!
oliver
look
he
recovers
rosalind
i
would
i
were
at
home
celia
we'll
lead
you
thither
i
pray
you
will
you
take
him
by
the
arm
oliver
be
of
good
cheer
youth
you
a
man!
you
lack
a
man's
heart
rosalind
i
do
so
i
confess
it
ah
sirrah
a
body
would
think
this
was
well
counterfeited
i
pray
you
tell
your
brother
how
well
i
counterfeited
heigh-ho!
oliver
this
was
not
counterfeit
there
is
too
great
testimony
in
your
complexion
that
it
was
a
passion
of
earnest
rosalind
counterfeit
i
assure
you
oliver
well
then
take
a
good
heart
and
counterfeit
to
be
a
man
rosalind
so
i
do
but
i'
faith
i
should
have
been
a
woman
by
right
celia
come
you
look
paler
and
paler
pray
you
draw
homewards
good
sir
go
with
us
oliver
that
will
i
for
i
must
bear
answer
back
how
you
excuse
my
brother
rosalind
rosalind
i
shall
devise
something
but
i
pray
you
commend
my
counterfeiting
to
him
will
you
go
exeunt
act
v
scene
i
the
forest
enter
touchstone
and
audrey
touchstone
we
shall
find
a
time
audrey
patience
gentle
audrey
audrey
faith
the
priest
was
good
enough
for
all
the
old
gentleman's
saying
touchstone
a
most
wicked
sir
oliver
audrey
a
most
vile
martext
but
audrey
there
is
a
youth
here
in
the
forest
lays
claim
to
you
audrey
ay
i
know
who
'tis
he
hath
no
interest
in
me
in
the
world
here
comes
the
man
you
mean
enter
william
touchstone
it
is
meat
and
drink
to
me
to
see
a
clown
by
my
troth
we
that
have
good
wits
have
much
to
answer
for
we
shall
be
flouting
we
cannot
hold
william
good
ev'n
audrey
audrey
god
ye
good
ev'n
william
william
and
good
ev'n
to
you
sir
touchstone
good
ev'n
gentle
friend
cover
thy
head
cover
thy
head
nay
prithee
be
cover'd
how
old
are
you
friend
william
five
and
twenty
sir
touchstone
a
ripe
age
is
thy
name
william
william
william
sir
touchstone
a
fair
name
wast
born
i'
th'
forest
here
william
ay
sir
i
thank
god
touchstone
'thank
god
'
a
good
answer
art
rich
william
faith
sir
so
so
touchstone
'so
so'
is
good
very
good
very
excellent
good
and
yet
it
is
not
it
is
but
so
so
art
thou
wise
william
ay
sir
i
have
a
pretty
wit
touchstone
why
thou
say'st
well
i
do
now
remember
a
saying
'the
fool
doth
think
he
is
wise
but
the
wise
man
knows
himself
to
be
a
fool
'
the
heathen
philosopher
when
he
had
a
desire
to
eat
a
grape
would
open
his
lips
when
he
put
it
into
his
mouth
meaning
thereby
that
grapes
were
made
to
eat
and
lips
to
open
you
do
love
this
maid
william
i
do
sir
touchstone
give
me
your
hand
art
thou
learned
william
no
sir
touchstone
then
learn
this
of
me
to
have
is
to
have
for
it
is
a
figure
in
rhetoric
that
drink
being
pour'd
out
of
cup
into
a
glass
by
filling
the
one
doth
empty
the
other
for
all
your
writers
do
consent
that
ipse
is
he
now
you
are
not
ipse
for
i
am
he
william
which
he
sir
touchstone
he
sir
that
must
marry
this
woman
therefore
you
clown
abandon-
which
is
in
the
vulgar
leave-
the
society-
which
in
the
boorish
is
company-
of
this
female-
which
in
the
common
is
woman-
which
together
is
abandon
the
society
of
this
female
or
clown
thou
perishest
or
to
thy
better
understanding
diest
or
to
wit
i
kill
thee
make
thee
away
translate
thy
life
into
death
thy
liberty
into
bondage
i
will
deal
in
poison
with
thee
or
in
bastinado
or
in
steel
i
will
bandy
with
thee
in
faction
will
o'er-run
thee
with
policy
i
will
kill
thee
a
hundred
and
fifty
ways
therefore
tremble
and
depart
audrey
do
good
william
william
god
rest
you
merry
sir
exit
enter
corin
corin
our
master
and
mistress
seeks
you
come
away
away
touchstone
trip
audrey
trip
audrey
i
attend
i
attend
exeunt
scene
ii
the
forest
enter
orlando
and
oliver
orlando
is't
possible
that
on
so
little
acquaintance
you
should
like
her
that
but
seeing
you
should
love
her
and
loving
woo
and
wooing
she
should
grant
and
will
you
persever
to
enjoy
her
oliver
neither
call
the
giddiness
of
it
in
question
the
poverty
of
her
the
small
acquaintance
my
sudden
wooing
nor
her
sudden
consenting
but
say
with
me
i
love
aliena
say
with
her
that
she
loves
me
consent
with
both
that
we
may
enjoy
each
other
it
shall
be
to
your
good
for
my
father's
house
and
all
the
revenue
that
was
old
sir
rowland's
will
i
estate
upon
you
and
here
live
and
die
a
shepherd
orlando
you
have
my
consent
let
your
wedding
be
to-morrow
thither
will
i
invite
the
duke
and
all's
contented
followers
go
you
and
prepare
aliena
for
look
you
here
comes
my
rosalind
enter
rosalind
rosalind
god
save
you
brother
oliver
and
you
fair
sister
exit
rosalind
o
my
dear
orlando
how
it
grieves
me
to
see
thee
wear
thy
heart
in
a
scarf!
orlando
it
is
my
arm
rosalind
i
thought
thy
heart
had
been
wounded
with
the
claws
of
a
lion
orlando
wounded
it
is
but
with
the
eyes
of
a
lady
rosalind
did
your
brother
tell
you
how
i
counterfeited
to
swoon
when
he
show'd
me
your
handkercher
orlando
ay
and
greater
wonders
than
that
rosalind
o
i
know
where
you
are
nay
'tis
true
there
was
never
any
thing
so
sudden
but
the
fight
of
two
rams
and
caesar's
thrasonical
brag
of
'i
came
saw
and
overcame
'
for
your
brother
and
my
sister
no
sooner
met
but
they
look'd
no
sooner
look'd
but
they
lov'd
no
sooner
lov'd
but
they
sigh'd
no
sooner
sigh'd
but
they
ask'd
one
another
the
reason
no
sooner
knew
the
reason
but
they
sought
the
remedy-
and
in
these
degrees
have
they
made
pair
of
stairs
to
marriage
which
they
will
climb
incontinent
or
else
be
incontinent
before
marriage
they
are
in
the
very
wrath
of
love
and
they
will
together
clubs
cannot
part
them
orlando
they
shall
be
married
to-morrow
and
i
will
bid
the
duke
to
the
nuptial
but
o
how
bitter
a
thing
it
is
to
look
into
happiness
through
another
man's
eyes!
by
so
much
the
more
shall
i
to-morrow
be
at
the
height
of
heart-heaviness
by
how
much
i
shall
think
my
brother
happy
in
having
what
he
wishes
for
rosalind
why
then
to-morrow
i
cannot
serve
your
turn
for
rosalind
orlando
i
can
live
no
longer
by
thinking
rosalind
i
will
weary
you
then
no
longer
with
idle
talking
know
of
me
then-
for
now
i
speak
to
some
purpose-
that
i
know
you
are
a
gentleman
of
good
conceit
i
speak
not
this
that
you
should
bear
a
good
opinion
of
my
knowledge
insomuch
i
say
i
know
you
are
neither
do
i
labour
for
a
greater
esteem
than
may
in
some
little
measure
draw
a
belief
from
you
to
do
yourself
good
and
not
to
grace
me
believe
then
if
you
please
that
i
can
do
strange
things
i
have
since
i
was
three
year
old
convers'd
with
a
magician
most
profound
in
his
art
and
yet
not
damnable
if
you
do
love
rosalind
so
near
the
heart
as
your
gesture
cries
it
out
when
your
brother
marries
aliena
shall
you
marry
her
i
know
into
what
straits
of
fortune
she
is
driven
and
it
is
not
impossible
to
me
if
it
appear
not
inconvenient
to
you
to
set
her
before
your
eyes
to-morrow
human
as
she
is
and
without
any
danger
orlando
speak'st
thou
in
sober
meanings
rosalind
by
my
life
i
do
which
i
tender
dearly
though
i
say
i
am
a
magician
therefore
put
you
in
your
best
array
bid
your
friends
for
if
you
will
be
married
to-morrow
you
shall
and
to
rosalind
if
you
will
enter
silvius
and
phebe
look
here
comes
a
lover
of
mine
and
a
lover
of
hers
phebe
youth
you
have
done
me
much
ungentleness
to
show
the
letter
that
i
writ
to
you
rosalind
i
care
not
if
i
have
it
is
my
study
to
seem
despiteful
and
ungentle
to
you
you
are
there
follow'd
by
a
faithful
shepherd
look
upon
him
love
him
he
worships
you
phebe
good
shepherd
tell
this
youth
what
'tis
to
love
silvius
it
is
to
be
all
made
of
sighs
and
tears
and
so
am
i
for
phebe
phebe
and
i
for
ganymede
orlando
and
i
for
rosalind
rosalind
and
i
for
no
woman
silvius
it
is
to
be
all
made
of
faith
and
service
and
so
am
i
for
phebe
phebe
and
i
for
ganymede
orlando
and
i
for
rosalind
rosalind
and
i
for
no
woman
silvius
it
is
to
be
all
made
of
fantasy
all
made
of
passion
and
all
made
of
wishes
all
adoration
duty
and
observance
all
humbleness
all
patience
and
impatience
all
purity
all
trial
all
obedience
and
so
am
i
for
phebe
phebe
and
so
am
i
for
ganymede
orlando
and
so
am
i
for
rosalind
rosalind
and
so
am
i
for
no
woman
phebe
if
this
be
so
why
blame
you
me
to
love
you
silvius
if
this
be
so
why
blame
you
me
to
love
you
orlando
if
this
be
so
why
blame
you
me
to
love
you
rosalind
why
do
you
speak
too
'why
blame
you
me
to
love
you
'
orlando
to
her
that
is
not
here
nor
doth
not
hear
rosalind
pray
you
no
more
of
this
'tis
like
the
howling
of
irish
wolves
against
the
moon
to
silvius
i
will
help
you
if
i
can
to
phebe
i
would
love
you
if
i
could
-
to-morrow
meet
me
all
together
to
phebe
i
will
marry
you
if
ever
i
marry
woman
and
i'll
be
married
to-morrow
to
orlando
i
will
satisfy
you
if
ever
i
satisfied
man
and
you
shall
be
married
to-morrow
to
silvius
i
will
content
you
if
what
pleases
you
contents
you
and
you
shall
be
married
to-morrow
to
orlando
as
you
love
rosalind
meet
to
silvius
as
you
love
phebe
meet
-
and
as
i
love
no
woman
i'll
meet
so
fare
you
well
i
have
left
you
commands
silvius
i'll
not
fail
if
i
live
phebe
nor
i
orlando
nor
i
exeunt
scene
iii
the
forest
enter
touchstone
and
audrey
touchstone
to-morrow
is
the
joyful
day
audre'y
to-morrow
will
we
be
married
audrey
i
do
desire
it
with
all
my
heart
and
i
hope
it
is
no
dishonest
desire
to
desire
to
be
a
woman
of
the
world
here
come
two
of
the
banish'd
duke's
pages
enter
two
pages
first
page
well
met
honest
gentleman
touchstone
by
my
troth
well
met
come
sit
sit
and
a
song
second
page
we
are
for
you
sit
i'
th'
middle
first
page
shall
we
clap
into't
roundly
without
hawking
or
spitting
or
saying
we
are
hoarse
which
are
the
only
prologues
to
a
bad
voice
second
page
i'faith
i'faith
and
both
in
a
tune
like
two
gipsies
on
a
horse
song
it
was
a
lover
and
his
lass
with
a
hey
and
a
ho
and
a
hey
nonino
that
o'er
the
green
corn-field
did
pass
in
the
spring
time
the
only
pretty
ring
time
when
birds
do
sing
hey
ding
a
ding
ding
sweet
lovers
love
the
spring
between
the
acres
of
the
rye
with
a
hey
and
a
ho
and
a
hey
nonino
these
pretty
country
folks
would
lie
in
the
spring
time
&c
this
carol
they
began
that
hour
with
a
hey
and
a
ho
and
a
hey
nonino
how
that
a
life
was
but
a
flower
in
the
spring
time
&c
and
therefore
take
the
present
time
with
a
hey
and
a
ho
and
a
hey
nonino
for
love
is
crowned
with
the
prime
in
the
spring
time
&c
touchstone
truly
young
gentlemen
though
there
was
no
great
matter
in
the
ditty
yet
the
note
was
very
untuneable
first
page
you
are
deceiv'd
sir
we
kept
time
we
lost
not
our
time
touchstone
by
my
troth
yes
i
count
it
but
time
lost
to
hear
such
a
foolish
song
god
buy
you
and
god
mend
your
voices
come
audrey
exeunt
scene
iv
the
forest
enter
duke
senior
amiens
jaques
orlando
oliver
and
celia
duke
senior
dost
thou
believe
orlando
that
the
boy
can
do
all
this
that
he
hath
promised
orlando
i
sometimes
do
believe
and
sometimes
do
not
as
those
that
fear
they
hope
and
know
they
fear
enter
rosalind
silvius
and
phebe
rosalind
patience
once
more
whiles
our
compact
is
urg'd
you
say
if
i
bring
in
your
rosalind
you
will
bestow
her
on
orlando
here
duke
senior
that
would
i
had
i
kingdoms
to
give
with
her
rosalind
and
you
say
you
will
have
her
when
i
bring
her
orlando
that
would
i
were
i
of
all
kingdoms
king
rosalind
you
say
you'll
marry
me
if
i
be
willing
phebe
that
will
i
should
i
die
the
hour
after
rosalind
but
if
you
do
refuse
to
marry
me
you'll
give
yourself
to
this
most
faithful
shepherd
phebe
so
is
the
bargain
rosalind
you
say
that
you'll
have
phebe
if
she
will
silvius
though
to
have
her
and
death
were
both
one
thing
rosalind
i
have
promis'd
to
make
all
this
matter
even
keep
you
your
word
o
duke
to
give
your
daughter
you
yours
orlando
to
receive
his
daughter
keep
your
word
phebe
that
you'll
marry
me
or
else
refusing
me
to
wed
this
shepherd
keep
your
word
silvius
that
you'll
marry
her
if
she
refuse
me
and
from
hence
i
go
to
make
these
doubts
all
even
exeunt
rosalind
and
celia
duke
senior
i
do
remember
in
this
shepherd
boy
some
lively
touches
of
my
daughter's
favour
orlando
my
lord
the
first
time
that
i
ever
saw
him
methought
he
was
a
brother
to
your
daughter
but
my
good
lord
this
boy
is
forest-born
and
hath
been
tutor'd
in
the
rudiments
of
many
desperate
studies
by
his
uncle
whom
he
reports
to
be
a
great
magician
obscured
in
the
circle
of
this
forest
enter
touchstone
and
audrey
jaques
there
is
sure
another
flood
toward
and
these
couples
are
coming
to
the
ark
here
comes
a
pair
of
very
strange
beasts
which
in
all
tongues
are
call'd
fools
touchstone
salutation
and
greeting
to
you
all!
jaques
good
my
lord
bid
him
welcome
this
is
the
motley-minded
gentleman
that
i
have
so
often
met
in
the
forest
he
hath
been
a
courtier
he
swears
touchstone
if
any
man
doubt
that
let
him
put
me
to
my
purgation
i
have
trod
a
measure
i
have
flatt'red
a
lady
i
have
been
politic
with
my
friend
smooth
with
mine
enemy
i
have
undone
three
tailors
i
have
had
four
quarrels
and
like
to
have
fought
one
jaques
and
how
was
that
ta'en
up
touchstone
faith
we
met
and
found
the
quarrel
was
upon
the
seventh
cause
jaques
how
seventh
cause
good
my
lord
like
this
fellow
duke
senior
i
like
him
very
well
touchstone
god
'ild
you
sir
i
desire
you
of
the
like
i
press
in
here
sir
amongst
the
rest
of
the
country
copulatives
to
swear
and
to
forswear
according
as
marriage
binds
and
blood
breaks
a
poor
virgin
sir
an
ill-favour'd
thing
sir
but
mine
own
a
poor
humour
of
mine
sir
to
take
that
that
man
else
will
rich
honesty
dwells
like
a
miser
sir
in
a
poor
house
as
your
pearl
in
your
foul
oyster
duke
senior
by
my
faith
he
is
very
swift
and
sententious
touchstone
according
to
the
fool's
bolt
sir
and
such
dulcet
diseases
jaques
but
for
the
seventh
cause
how
did
you
find
the
quarrel
on
the
seventh
cause
touchstone
upon
a
lie
seven
times
removed-
bear
your
body
more
seeming
audrey-
as
thus
sir
i
did
dislike
the
cut
of
a
certain
courtier's
beard
he
sent
me
word
if
i
said
his
beard
was
not
cut
well
he
was
in
the
mind
it
was
this
is
call'd
the
retort
courteous
if
i
sent
him
word
again
it
was
not
well
cut
he
would
send
me
word
he
cut
it
to
please
himself
this
is
call'd
the
quip
modest
if
again
it
was
not
well
cut
he
disabled
my
judgment
this
is
call'd
the
reply
churlish
if
again
it
was
not
well
cut
he
would
answer
i
spake
not
true
this
is
call'd
the
reproof
valiant
if
again
it
was
not
well
cut
he
would
say
i
lie
this
is
call'd
the
countercheck
quarrelsome
and
so
to
the
lie
circumstantial
and
the
lie
direct
jaques
and
how
oft
did
you
say
his
beard
was
not
well
cut
touchstone
i
durst
go
no
further
than
the
lie
circumstantial
nor
he
durst
not
give
me
the
lie
direct
and
so
we
measur'd
swords
and
parted
jaques
can
you
nominate
in
order
now
the
degrees
of
the
lie
touchstone
o
sir
we
quarrel
in
print
by
the
book
as
you
have
books
for
good
manners
i
will
name
you
the
degrees
the
first
the
retort
courteous
the
second
the
quip
modest
the
third
the
reply
churlish
the
fourth
the
reproof
valiant
the
fifth
the
countercheck
quarrelsome
the
sixth
the
lie
with
circumstance
the
seventh
the
lie
direct
all
these
you
may
avoid
but
the
lie
direct
and
you
may
avoid
that
too
with
an
if
i
knew
when
seven
justices
could
not
take
up
a
quarrel
but
when
the
parties
were
met
themselves
one
of
them
thought
but
of
an
if
as
'if
you
said
so
then
i
said
so
'
and
they
shook
hands
and
swore
brothers
your
if
is
the
only
peace-maker
much
virtue
in
if
jaques
is
not
this
a
rare
fellow
my
lord
he's
as
good
at
any
thing
and
yet
a
fool
duke
senior
he
uses
his
folly
like
a
stalking-horse
and
under
the
presentation
of
that
he
shoots
his
wit
enter
hymen
rosalind
and
celia
still
music
hymen
then
is
there
mirth
in
heaven
when
earthly
things
made
even
atone
together
good
duke
receive
thy
daughter
hymen
from
heaven
brought
her
yea
brought
her
hither
that
thou
mightst
join
her
hand
with
his
whose
heart
within
his
bosom
is
rosalind
to
duke
to
you
i
give
myself
for
i
am
yours
to
orlando
to
you
i
give
myself
for
i
am
yours
duke
senior
if
there
be
truth
in
sight
you
are
my
daughter
orlando
if
there
be
truth
in
sight
you
are
my
rosalind
phebe
if
sight
and
shape
be
true
why
then
my
love
adieu!
rosalind
i'll
have
no
father
if
you
be
not
he
i'll
have
no
husband
if
you
be
not
he
nor
ne'er
wed
woman
if
you
be
not
she
hymen
peace
ho!
i
bar
confusion
'tis
i
must
make
conclusion
of
these
most
strange
events
here's
eight
that
must
take
hands
to
join
in
hymen's
bands
if
truth
holds
true
contents
you
and
you
no
cross
shall
part
you
and
you
are
heart
in
heart
you
to
his
love
must
accord
or
have
a
woman
to
your
lord
you
and
you
are
sure
together
as
the
winter
to
foul
weather
whiles
a
wedlock-hymn
we
sing
feed
yourselves
with
questioning
that
reason
wonder
may
diminish
how
thus
we
met
and
these
things
finish
song
wedding
is
great
juno's
crown
o
blessed
bond
of
board
and
bed!
'tis
hymen
peoples
every
town
high
wedlock
then
be
honoured
honour
high
honour
and
renown
to
hymen
god
of
every
town!
duke
senior
o
my
dear
niece
welcome
thou
art
to
me!
even
daughter
welcome
in
no
less
degree
phebe
i
will
not
eat
my
word
now
thou
art
mine
thy
faith
my
fancy
to
thee
doth
combine
enter
jaques
de
boys
jaques
de
boys
let
me
have
audience
for
a
word
or
two
i
am
the
second
son
of
old
sir
rowland
that
bring
these
tidings
to
this
fair
assembly
duke
frederick
hearing
how
that
every
day
men
of
great
worth
resorted
to
this
forest
address'd
a
mighty
power
which
were
on
foot
in
his
own
conduct
purposely
to
take
his
brother
here
and
put
him
to
the
sword
and
to
the
skirts
of
this
wild
wood
he
came
where
meeting
with
an
old
religious
man
after
some
question
with
him
was
converted
both
from
his
enterprise
and
from
the
world
his
crown
bequeathing
to
his
banish'd
brother
and
all
their
lands
restor'd
to
them
again
that
were
with
him
exil'd
this
to
be
true
i
do
engage
my
life
duke
senior
welcome
young
man
thou
offer'st
fairly
to
thy
brothers'
wedding
to
one
his
lands
withheld
and
to
the
other
a
land
itself
at
large
a
potent
dukedom
first
in
this
forest
let
us
do
those
ends
that
here
were
well
begun
and
well
begot
and
after
every
of
this
happy
number
that
have
endur'd
shrewd
days
and
nights
with
us
shall
share
the
good
of
our
returned
fortune
according
to
the
measure
of
their
states
meantime
forget
this
new-fall'n
dignity
and
fall
into
our
rustic
revelry
play
music
and
you
brides
and
bridegrooms
all
with
measure
heap'd
in
joy
to
th'
measures
fall
jaques
sir
by
your
patience
if
i
heard
you
rightly
the
duke
hath
put
on
a
religious
life
and
thrown
into
neglect
the
pompous
court
jaques
de
boys
he
hath
jaques
to
him
will
i
out
of
these
convertites
there
is
much
matter
to
be
heard
and
learn'd
to
duke
you
to
your
former
honour
i
bequeath
your
patience
and
your
virtue
well
deserves
it
to
orlando
you
to
a
love
that
your
true
faith
doth
merit
to
oliver
you
to
your
land
and
love
and
great
allies
to
silvius
you
to
a
long
and
well-deserved
bed
to
touchstone
and
you
to
wrangling
for
thy
loving
voyage
is
but
for
two
months
victuall'd
-
so
to
your
pleasures
i
am
for
other
than
for
dancing
measures
duke
senior
stay
jaques
stay
jaques
to
see
no
pastime
i
what
you
would
have
i'll
stay
to
know
at
your
abandon'd
cave
exit
duke
senior
proceed
proceed
we
will
begin
these
rites
as
we
do
trust
they'll
end
in
true
delights
a
dance
exeunt
epilogue
epilogue
rosalind
it
is
not
the
fashion
to
see
the
lady
the
epilogue
but
it
is
no
more
unhandsome
than
to
see
the
lord
the
prologue
if
it
be
true
that
good
wine
needs
no
bush
'tis
true
that
a
good
play
needs
no
epilogue
yet
to
good
wine
they
do
use
good
bushes
and
good
plays
prove
the
better
by
the
help
of
good
epilogues
what
a
case
am
i
in
then
that
am
neither
a
good
epilogue
nor
cannot
insinuate
with
you
in
the
behalf
of
a
good
play!
i
am
not
furnish'd
like
a
beggar
therefore
to
beg
will
not
become
me
my
way
is
to
conjure
you
and
i'll
begin
with
the
women
i
charge
you
o
women
for
the
love
you
bear
to
men
to
like
as
much
of
this
play
as
please
you
and
i
charge
you
o
men
for
the
love
you
bear
to
women-
as
i
perceive
by
your
simp'ring
none
of
you
hates
them-
that
between
you
and
the
women
the
play
may
please
if
i
were
a
woman
i
would
kiss
as
many
of
you
as
had
beards
that
pleas'd
me
complexions
that
lik'd
me
and
breaths
that
i
defied
not
and
i
am
sure
as
many
as
have
good
beards
or
good
faces
or
sweet
breaths
will
for
my
kind
offer
when
i
make
curtsy
bid
me
farewell
the
end
1593
the
comedy
of
errors
by
william
shakespeare
dramatis
personae
solinus
duke
of
ephesus
aegeon
a
merchant
of
syracuse
antipholus
of
ephesus
twin
brothers
and
sons
to
antipholus
of
syracuse
aegion
and
aemelia
dromio
of
ephesus
twin
brothers
and
attendants
on
dromio
of
syracuse
the
two
antipholuses
balthazar
a
merchant
angelo
a
goldsmith
first
merchant
friend
to
antipholus
of
syracuse
second
merchant
to
whom
angelo
is
a
debtor
pinch
a
schoolmaster
aemilia
wife
to
aegeon
an
abbess
at
ephesus
adriana
wife
to
antipholus
of
ephesus
luciana
her
sister
luce
servant
to
adriana
a
courtezan
gaoler
officers
attendants
scene
ephesus
the
comedy
of
errors
act
i
scene
1
a
hall
in
the
duke's
palace
enter
the
duke
of
ephesus
aegeon
the
merchant
of
syracuse
gaoler
officers
and
other
attendants
aegeon
proceed
solinus
to
procure
my
fall
and
by
the
doom
of
death
end
woes
and
all
duke
merchant
of
syracuse
plead
no
more
i
am
not
partial
to
infringe
our
laws
the
enmity
and
discord
which
of
late
sprung
from
the
rancorous
outrage
of
your
duke
to
merchants
our
well-dealing
countrymen
who
wanting
guilders
to
redeem
their
lives
have
seal'd
his
rigorous
statutes
with
their
bloods
excludes
all
pity
from
our
threat'ning
looks
for
since
the
mortal
and
intestine
jars
'twixt
thy
seditious
countrymen
and
us
it
hath
in
solemn
synods
been
decreed
both
by
the
syracusians
and
ourselves
to
admit
no
traffic
to
our
adverse
towns
nay
more
if
any
born
at
ephesus
be
seen
at
any
syracusian
marts
and
fairs
again
if
any
syracusian
born
come
to
the
bay
of
ephesus-he
dies
his
goods
confiscate
to
the
duke's
dispose
unless
a
thousand
marks
be
levied
to
quit
the
penalty
and
to
ransom
him
thy
substance
valued
at
the
highest
rate
cannot
amount
unto
a
hundred
marks
therefore
by
law
thou
art
condemn'd
to
die
aegeon
yet
this
my
comfort
when
your
words
are
done
my
woes
end
likewise
with
the
evening
sun
duke
well
syracusian
say
in
brief
the
cause
why
thou
departed'st
from
thy
native
home
and
for
what
cause
thou
cam'st
to
ephesus
aegeon
a
heavier
task
could
not
have
been
impos'd
than
i
to
speak
my
griefs
unspeakable
yet
that
the
world
may
witness
that
my
end
was
wrought
by
nature
not
by
vile
offence
i'll
utter
what
my
sorrow
gives
me
leave
in
syracuse
was
i
born
and
wed
unto
a
woman
happy
but
for
me
and
by
me
had
not
our
hap
been
bad
with
her
i
liv'd
in
joy
our
wealth
increas'd
by
prosperous
voyages
i
often
made
to
epidamnum
till
my
factor's
death
and
the
great
care
of
goods
at
random
left
drew
me
from
kind
embracements
of
my
spouse
from
whom
my
absence
was
not
six
months
old
before
herself
almost
at
fainting
under
the
pleasing
punishment
that
women
bear
had
made
provision
for
her
following
me
and
soon
and
safe
arrived
where
i
was
there
had
she
not
been
long
but
she
became
a
joyful
mother
of
two
goodly
sons
and
which
was
strange
the
one
so
like
the
other
as
could
not
be
disdnguish'd
but
by
names
that
very
hour
and
in
the
self-same
inn
a
mean
woman
was
delivered
of
such
a
burden
male
twins
both
alike
those
for
their
parents
were
exceeding
poor
i
bought
and
brought
up
to
attend
my
sons
my
wife
not
meanly
proud
of
two
such
boys
made
daily
motions
for
our
home
return
unwilling
i
agreed
alas!
too
soon
we
came
aboard
a
league
from
epidamnum
had
we
sail'd
before
the
always-wind-obeying
deep
gave
any
tragic
instance
of
our
harm
but
longer
did
we
not
retain
much
hope
for
what
obscured
light
the
heavens
did
grant
did
but
convey
unto
our
fearful
minds
a
doubtful
warrant
of
immediate
death
which
though
myself
would
gladly
have
embrac'd
yet
the
incessant
weepings
of
my
wife
weeping
before
for
what
she
saw
must
come
and
piteous
plainings
of
the
pretty
babes
that
mourn'd
for
fashion
ignorant
what
to
fear
forc'd
me
to
seek
delays
for
them
and
me
and
this
it
was
for
other
means
was
none
the
sailors
sought
for
safety
by
our
boat
and
left
the
ship
then
sinking-ripe
to
us
my
wife
more
careful
for
the
latter-born
had
fast'ned
him
unto
a
small
spare
mast
such
as
sea-faring
men
provide
for
storms
to
him
one
of
the
other
twins
was
bound
whilst
i
had
been
like
heedful
of
the
other
the
children
thus
dispos'd
my
wife
and
i
fixing
our
eyes
on
whom
our
care
was
fix'd
fast'ned
ourselves
at
either
end
the
mast
and
floating
straight
obedient
to
the
stream
was
carried
towards
corinth
as
we
thought
at
length
the
sun
gazing
upon
the
earth
dispers'd
those
vapours
that
offended
us
and
by
the
benefit
of
his
wished
light
the
seas
wax'd
calm
and
we
discovered
two
ships
from
far
making
amain
to
us-
of
corinth
that
of
epidaurus
this
but
ere
they
came-o
let
me
say
no
more!
gather
the
sequel
by
that
went
before
duke
nay
forward
old
man
do
not
break
off
so
for
we
may
pity
though
not
pardon
thee
aegeon
o
had
the
gods
done
so
i
had
not
now
worthily
term'd
them
merciless
to
us!
for
ere
the
ships
could
meet
by
twice
five
leagues
we
were
encount'red
by
a
mighty
rock
which
being
violently
borne
upon
our
helpful
ship
was
splitted
in
the
midst
so
that
in
this
unjust
divorce
of
us
fortune
had
left
to
both
of
us
alike
what
to
delight
in
what
to
sorrow
for
her
part
poor
soul
seeming
as
burdened
with
lesser
weight
but
not
with
lesser
woe
was
carried
with
more
speed
before
the
wind
and
in
our
sight
they
three
were
taken
up
by
fishermen
of
corinth
as
we
thought
at
length
another
ship
had
seiz'd
on
us
and
knowing
whom
it
was
their
hap
to
save
gave
healthful
welcome
to
their
ship-wreck'd
guests
and
would
have
reft
the
fishers
of
their
prey
had
not
their
bark
been
very
slow
of
sail
and
therefore
homeward
did
they
bend
their
course
thus
have
you
heard
me
sever'd
from
my
bliss
that
by
misfortunes
was
my
life
prolong'd
to
tell
sad
stories
of
my
own
mishaps
duke
and
for
the
sake
of
them
thou
sorrowest
for
do
me
the
favour
to
dilate
at
full
what
have
befall'n
of
them
and
thee
till
now
aegeon
my
youngest
boy
and
yet
my
eldest
care
at
eighteen
years
became
inquisitive
after
his
brother
and
importun'd
me
that
his
attendant-so
his
case
was
like
reft
of
his
brother
but
retain'd
his
name-
might
bear
him
company
in
the
quest
of
him
whom
whilst
i
laboured
of
a
love
to
see
i
hazarded
the
loss
of
whom
i
lov'd
five
summers
have
i
spent
in
farthest
greece
roaming
clean
through
the
bounds
of
asia
and
coasting
homeward
came
to
ephesus
hopeless
to
find
yet
loath
to
leave
unsought
or
that
or
any
place
that
harbours
men
but
here
must
end
the
story
of
my
life
and
happy
were
i
in
my
timely
death
could
all
my
travels
warrant
me
they
live
duke
hapless
aegeon
whom
the
fates
have
mark'd
to
bear
the
extremity
of
dire
mishap!
now
trust
me
were
it
not
against
our
laws
against
my
crown
my
oath
my
dignity
which
princes
would
they
may
not
disannul
my
soul
should
sue
as
advocate
for
thee
but
though
thou
art
adjudged
to
the
death
and
passed
sentence
may
not
be
recall'd
but
to
our
honour's
great
disparagement
yet
will
i
favour
thee
in
what
i
can
therefore
merchant
i'll
limit
thee
this
day
to
seek
thy
help
by
beneficial
hap
try
all
the
friends
thou
hast
in
ephesus
beg
thou
or
borrow
to
make
up
the
sum
and
live
if
no
then
thou
art
doom'd
to
die
gaoler
take
him
to
thy
custody
gaoler
i
will
my
lord
aegeon
hopeless
and
helpless
doth
aegeon
wend
but
to
procrastinate
his
lifeless
end
exeunt
scene
2
the
mart
enter
antipholus
of
syracuse
dromio
of
syracuse
and
first
merchant
first
merchant
therefore
give
out
you
are
of
epidamnum
lest
that
your
goods
too
soon
be
confiscate
this
very
day
a
syracusian
merchant
is
apprehended
for
arrival
here
and
not
being
able
to
buy
out
his
life
according
to
the
statute
of
the
town
dies
ere
the
weary
sun
set
in
the
west
there
is
your
money
that
i
had
to
keep
antipholus
of
syracuse
go
bear
it
to
the
centaur
where
we
host
and
stay
there
dromio
till
i
come
to
thee
within
this
hour
it
will
be
dinner-time
till
that
i'll
view
the
manners
of
the
town
peruse
the
traders
gaze
upon
the
buildings
and
then
return
and
sleep
within
mine
inn
for
with
long
travel
i
am
stiff
and
weary
get
thee
away
dromio
of
syracuse
many
a
man
would
take
you
at
your
word
and
go
indeed
having
so
good
a
mean