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All’s Well That Ends Well: Act I, Scene 1

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All’s Well That Ends Well
Act I, Scene 1

Scene 1

Roussillon . A room in the Count’s palace .

  1. Enter young Bertram , Count of Roussillon , his mother the
  2. Countess of Roussillon , and Helena , Lord Lafew , all in
  3. black .

Countess

1
  1. In delivering my son from me , I bury a second husband .

Bertram

2 - 4
  1. And I in going , madam , weep o’er my father’s death anew ; but
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    Madam and ma'am are the same word.
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    Madam and ma'am are the same word.
  2. I must attend his Majesty’s command , to whom I am now in
  3. ward , evermore in subjection .

Lafew

5 - 9
  1. You shall find of the King a husband , madam ; you , sir , a
  2. father . He that so generally is at all times good must of
  3. necessity hold his virtue to you , whose worthiness would
  4. stir it up where it wanted rather than lack it where there
  5. is such abundance .

Countess

10
  1. What hope is there of his Majesty’s amendment ?

Lafew

11 - 14
  1. He hath abandon’d his physicians , madam , under whose
  2. practices he hath persecuted time with hope , and finds no
  3. other advantage in the process but only the losing of hope
  4. by time .

Countess

15 - 20
  1. This young gentlewoman had a father O , that had ,” how sad a
  2. passage ’tis !— whose skill was almost as great as his
  3. honesty ; had it stretch’d so far , would have made nature
  4. immortal , and death should have play for lack of work . Would
  5. for the King’s sake he were living ! I think it would be the
  6. death of the King’s disease .

Lafew

21
  1. How call’d you the man you speak of , madam ?

Countess

22 - 23
  1. He was famous , sir , in his profession , and it was his great
  2. right to be so Gerard de Narbon .

Lafew

24 - 27
  1. He was excellent indeed , madam . The King very lately spoke
  2. of him admiringly and mourningly . He was skillful enough to
  3. have liv’d still , if knowledge could be set up against
  4. mortality .

Bertram

28
  1. What is it , my good lord , the King languishes of ?

Lafew

29
  1. A fistula , my lord .

Bertram

30
  1. I heard not of it before .

Lafew

31 - 32
  1. I would it were not notorious . Was this gentlewoman the
  2. daughter of Gerard de Narbon ?

Countess

33 - 39
  1. His sole child , my lord , and bequeath’d to my overlooking . I
  2. have those hopes of her good that her education promises her
  3. dispositions she inherits , which makes fair gifts fairer ;
  4. for where an unclean mind carries virtuous qualities , there
  5. commendations go with pity : they are virtues and traitors
  6. too . In her they are the better for their simpleness ; she
  7. derives her honesty , and achieves her goodness .

Lafew

40
  1. Your commendations , madam , get from her tears .

Countess

41 - 45
  1. ’Tis the best brine a maiden can season her praise in . The
  2. remembrance of her father never approaches her heart but the
  3. tyranny of her sorrows takes all livelihood from her cheek .
  4. No more of this , Helena ; go to , no more , lest it be rather
  5. thought you affect a sorrow than to have

Helena

46
  1. I do affect a sorrow indeed , but I have it too .

Lafew

47 - 48
  1. Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead , excessive
  2. grief the enemy to the living .

Countess

49 - 50
  1. If the living be enemy to the grief , the excess makes it
  2. soon mortal .

Bertram

51
  1. Madam , I desire your holy wishes .

Lafew

52
  1. How understand we that ?

Countess

53 - 64
  1. Be thou blest , Bertram , and succeed thy father
  2. In manners as in shape ! Thy blood and virtue
  3. Contend for empire in thee , and thy goodness
  4. Share with thy birthright ! Love all , trust a few ,
  5. Do wrong to none . Be able for thine enemy
  6. Rather in power than use , and keep thy friend
  7. Under thy own life’s key . Be check’d for silence ,
  8. But never tax’d for speech . What heaven more will ,
  9. That thee may furnish , and my prayers pluck down ,
  10. Fall on thy head !— Farewell , my lord .
  11. ’Tis an unseason’d courtier , good my lord ,
  12. Advise him .

Lafew

65 - 66
  1.             He cannot want the best
  2. That shall attend his love .

Countess

67 - 68
  1.                             Heaven bless him !
  2. Farewell , Bertram .

Bertram

69 - 72
  1.                    The best wishes that can
  2. Be forged in your thoughts be servants to you !
  3. Exit Countess .
  4. To Helena .
  5. Be comfortable to my mother , your mistress ,
  6. And make much of her .

Lafew

73 - 74
  1.                       Farewell , pretty lady ,
  2. You must hold the credit of your father .
  1. Exeunt Bertram and Lafew .

Helena

75 - 101
  1. O , were that all ! I think not on my father ,
  2. And these great tears grace his remembrance more
  3. Than those I shed for him . What was he like ?
  4. I have forgot him . My imagination
  5. Carries no favor in’t but Bertram’s .
  6. I am undone , there is no living , none ,
  7. If Bertram be away . ’Twere all one
  8. That I should love a bright particular star
  9. And think to wed it , he is so above me .
  10. In this bright radiance and collateral light
  11. Must I be comforted , not in his sphere .
  12. Th’ ambition in my love thus plagues itself :
  13. The hind that would be mated by the lion
  14. Must die for love . ’Twas pretty , though a plague ,
  15. To see him every hour , to sit and draw
  16. His arched brows , his hawking eye , his curls ,
  17. In our heart’s table heart too capable
  18. Of every line and trick of his sweet favor .
  19. But now he’s gone , and my idolatrous fancy
  20. Must sanctify his reliques . Who comes here ?
  21. Enter Parolles .
  22. Aside .
  23. One that goes with him . I love him for his sake ,
  24. And yet I know him a notorious liar ,
  25. Think him a great way fool , solely a coward ;
  26. Yet these fix’d evils sit so fit in him ,
  27. That they take place when virtue’s steely bones
  28. Looks bleak i’ th’ cold wind . Withal , full oft we see
  29. Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly .

Parolles

102
  1. ’Save you , fair queen !

Helena

103
  1. And you , monarch !

Parolles

104
  1. No .

Helena

105
  1. And no .

Parolles

106
  1. Are you meditating on virginity ?

Helena

107 - 109
  1. Ay . You have some stain of soldier in you ; let me ask a
  2. question . Man is enemy to virginity ; how may we barricade it
  3. against him ?

Parolles

110
  1. Keep him out .

Helena

111 - 112
  1. But he assails , and our virginity though valiant , in the
  2. defense yet is weak . Unfold to us some warlike resistance .

Parolles

113 - 114
  1. There is none . Man , setting down before you , will undermine
  2. you and blow you up .

Helena

115 - 116
  1. Bless our poor virginity from underminers and blowers - up ! Is
  2. there no military policy how virgins might blow up men ?

Parolles

117 - 125
  1. Virginity being blown down , man will quicklier be blown up .
  2. Marry , in blowing him down again , with the breach yourselves
  3. made , you lose your city . It is not politic in the
  4. commonwealth of nature to preserve virginity . Loss of
  5. virginity is rational increase , and there was never virgin
  6. got till virginity was first lost . That you were made of is
  7. metal to make virgins . Virginity , by being once lost , may be
  8. ten times found ; by being ever kept , it is ever lost . ’Tis
  9. too cold a companion ; away with’t !

Helena

126 - 127
  1. I will stand for’t a little , though therefore I die a
  2. virgin .

Parolles

128 - 140
  1. There’s little can be said in’t , ’tis against the rule of
  2. nature . To speak on the part of virginity is to accuse your
  3. mothers , which is most infallible disobedience . He that
  4. hangs himself is a virgin ; virginity murders itself , and
  5. should be buried in highways out of all sanctified limit , as
  6. a desperate offendress against nature . Virginity breeds
  7. mites , much like a cheese , consumes itself to the very
  8. paring , and so dies with feeding his own stomach . Besides ,
  9. virginity is peevish , proud , idle , made of self - love , which
  10. is the most inhibited sin in the canon . Keep it not , you
  11. cannot choose but lose by’t . Out with’t ! Within t’ one year
  12. it will make itself two , which is a goodly increase , and the
  13. principal itself not much the worse . Away with’t !

Helena

141
  1. How might one do , sir , to lose it to her own liking ?

Parolles

142 - 152
  1. Let me see . Marry , ill , to like him that ne’er it likes .
  2. ’Tis a commodity will lose the gloss with lying : the longer
  3. kept , the less worth . Off with’t while ’tis vendible ; answer
  4. the time of request . Virginity , like an old courtier , wears
  5. her cap out of fashion , richly suited , but unsuitable just
  6. like the brooch and the toothpick , which wear not now . Your
  7. date is better in your pie and your porridge than in your
  8. cheek ; and your virginity , your old virginity , is like one
  9. of our French wither’d pears , it looks ill , it eats drily ,
  10. marry , ’tis a wither’d pear ; it was formerly better , marry ,
  11. yet ’tis a wither’d pear . Will you any thing with it ?

Helena

153 - 165
  1. Not my virginity yet :
  2. There shall your master have a thousand loves ,
  3. A mother , and a mistress , and a friend ,
  4. A phoenix , captain , and an enemy ,
  5. A guide , a goddess , and a sovereign ,
  6. A counsellor , a traitress , and a dear ;
  7. His humble ambition , proud humility ;
  8. His jarring concord , and his discord dulcet ;
  9. His faith , his sweet disaster ; with a world
  10. Of pretty , fond , adoptions christendoms
  11. That blinking Cupid gossips . Now shall he
  12. I know not what he shall God send him well !
  13. The court’s a learning place , and he is one

Parolles

166
  1. What one , i’ faith ?

Helena

167
  1. That I wish well . ’Tis pity

Parolles

168
  1. What’s pity ?

Helena

169 - 174
  1. That wishing well had not a body in’t ,
  2. Which might be felt , that we , the poorer born ,
  3. Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes ,
  4. Might with effects of them follow our friends ,
  5. And show what we alone must think , which never
  6. Returns us thanks .
  1. Enter Page .

Page

175
  1. Monsieur Parolles , my lord calls for you .
  1. Exit .

Parolles

176 - 177
  1. Little Helen , farewell . If I can remember thee , I will think
  2. of thee at court .

Helena

178
  1. Monsieur Parolles , you were born under a charitable star .

Parolles

179
  1. Under Mars , I .

Helena

180
  1. I especially think , under Mars .

Parolles

181
  1. Why under Mars ?

Helena

182 - 183
  1. The wars hath so kept you under that you must needs be born
  2. under Mars .

Parolles

184
  1. When he was predominant .

Helena

185
  1. When he was retrograde , I think rather .

Parolles

186
  1. Why think you so ?

Helena

187
  1. You go so much backward when you fight .

Parolles

188
  1. That’s for advantage .

Helena

189 - 191
  1. So is running away , when fear proposes the safety . But the
  2. composition that your valor and fear makes in you is a
  3. virtue of a good wing , and I like the wear well .

Parolles

192 - 200
  1. I am so full of businesses , I cannot answer thee acutely . I
  2. will return perfect courtier , in the which my instruction
  3. shall serve to naturalize thee , so thou wilt be capable of a
  4. courtier’s counsel , and understand what advice shall thrust
  5. upon thee , else thou diest in thine unthankfulness , and
  6. thine ignorance makes thee away . Farewell . When thou hast
  7. leisure , say thy prayers ; when thou hast none , remember thy
  8. friends . Get thee a good husband , and use him as he uses
  9. thee . So farewell .
  1. Exit .

Helena

201 - 214
  1. Our remedies oft in ourselves do lie ,
  2. Which we ascribe to heaven . The fated sky
  3. Gives us free scope , only doth backward pull
  4. Our slow designs when we ourselves are dull .
  5. What power is it which mounts my love so high ,
  6. That makes me see , and cannot feed mine eye ?
  7. The mightiest space in fortune nature brings
  8. To join like likes , and kiss like native things .
  9. Impossible be strange attempts to those
  10. That weigh their pains in sense , and do suppose
  11. What hath been cannot be . Who ever strove
  12. To show her merit , that did miss her love ?
  13. The King’s disease my project may deceive me ,
  14. But my intents are fix’d , and will not leave me .
  1. Exit .
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