All’s Well That Ends Well
Act II, Scene 3
Paris . The King’s palace .
- Enter count Bertram , Lafew , and Parolles .
Lafew1 - 5
- 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 .
Parolles6 - 7
- Why , ’tis the rarest argument of wonder that hath shot out
- in our latter times .
- And so ’tis .
- To be relinquish’d of the artists —
- So I say , both of Galen and Paracelsus .
- Of all the learned and authentic fellows —
- Right , so I say .
- That gave him out incurable —
- Why , there ’tis , so say I too .
- Not to be help’d —
- Right , as ’twere a man assur’d of a —
- Uncertain life , and sure death .
- Just , you say well ; so would I have said .
- I may truly say it is a novelty to the world .
Parolles20 - 21
- It is indeed ; if you will have it in showing , you shall read
- it in what - do - ye - call there .
- Pointing to a ballad in Lafew’s hand .
- Reading the title .
- “ A showing of a heavenly effect in an earthly actor .”
- That’s it I would have said , the very same .
Lafew24 - 25
- Why , your dolphin is not lustier . ’Fore me , I speak in
- respect —
Parolles26 - 28
- 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 —
- Very hand of heaven .
- Ay , so I say .
- In a most weak —
Parolles32 - 34
- 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 —
- Generally thankful .
- Enter King , Helen , and Attendants .
- I would have said it ; you say well . Here comes the King .
Lafew37 - 39
- 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 .
- Mort du vinaigre ! Is not this Helen ?
- ’Fore God , I think so .
King of France42 - 52
- Go call before me all the lords in court .
- Sit , my preserver , by thy patient’s side ,
- And with this healthful hand , whose banish’d sense
- Thou hast 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 .
Helena53 - 54
- To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress
- Fall , when Love please ! Marry , to each but one !
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- I’d give bay Curtal and his furniture ,
- My mouth no more were broken than these boys’ ,
- And writ as little beard .
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- Peruse them well .
- Not one of those but had a noble father .
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- Gentlemen ,
- Heaven hath through me restor’d the King to health .
- We understand it , and thank heaven for you .
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- 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 forever ,
- We’ll ne’er come there again .”
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- Make choice and see ,
- Who shuns thy love shuns all his love in me .
Helena72 - 75
- Now , Dian , from thy altar do I fly ,
- And to imperial Love , that god most high ,
- Do my sighs stream .
- She addresses her to a Lord .
- Sir , will you hear my suit ?
First French Lord76
- And grant it .
- Thanks , sir ; all the rest is mute .
Lafew78 - 79
- I had rather be in this choice than throw ames - ace for my
- life .
Helena80 - 83
- To a Second Lord .
- The honor , 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 French Lord84
- No better , if you please .
Helena85 - 86
- My wish receive ,
- Which great Love grant , and so I take my leave .
Lafew87 - 89
- Do all they deny her ? And they were sons of mine , I’d have
- them whipt , or I would send them to th’ Turk to make eunuchs
- of .
Helena90 - 93
- To a third Lord .
- 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 !
Lafew94 - 95
- These boys are boys of ice , they’ll none have her . Sure they
- are bastards to the English , the French ne’er got ’em .
Helena96 - 97
- To a fourth Lord .
- You are too young , too happy , and too good ,
- To make yourself a son out of my blood .
Fourth French Lord98
- Fair one , I think not so .
Lafew99 - 101
- 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 .
Helena102 - 104
- 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 of France105
- Why then , young Bertram , take her , she’s thy wife .
Bertram106 - 108
- My wife , my liege ? I shall beseech your Highness ,
- In such a business , give me leave to use
- The help of mine own eyes .
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- Know’st thou not , Bertram ,
- What she has done for me ?
Bertram111 - 112
- Yes , my good lord ,
- But never hope to know why I should marry her .
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- Thou know’st she has rais’d me from my sickly bed .
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- 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 !
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- ’Tis only title thou disdain’st in her , the which
- I can build up . Strange is it that our bloods ,
- Of color , weight , and heat , pour’d all together ,
- Would quite confound distinction , yet stands 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 th’ doer’s deed .
- Where great additions swell ’s , and virtue none ,
- It is a dropsied honor . 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 honor . That is honor’s scorn ,
- Which challenges itself as honor’s born ,
- And is not like the sire . Honors thrive ,
- When rather from our acts we them derive
- Than our foregoers . The mere word’s a slave
- Debosh’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 honor’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 ; honor and wealth from me .
- I cannot love her , nor will strive to do’t .
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- Thou wrong’st thyself , if thou shouldst strive to choose .
Helena149 - 150
- That you are well restor’d , my lord , I’m glad .
- Let the rest go .
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- My honor’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 honor 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 forever
- 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 .
Bertram169 - 175
- Pardon , my gracious lord ; for I submit
- My fancy to your eyes . When I consider
- What great creation and what dole of honor
- 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 .
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- 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 .
- I take her hand .
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- Good fortune and the favor of the King
- Smile upon this contract , whose ceremony
- Shall seem expedient on the now - born brief ,
- And be perform’d tonight . 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 .
- Lafew and Parolles stay behind , commenting of this wedding .
- Do you hear , monsieur ? A word with you .
- Your pleasure , sir ?
- Your lord and master did well to make his recantation .
- Recantation ? My lord ? My master ?
- Ay ; is it not a language I speak ?
Parolles193 - 194
- A most harsh one , and not to be understood without bloody
- succeeding . My master ?
- Are you companion to the Count Roussillon ?
- To any count , to all counts : to what is man .
- To what is count’s man . Count’s master is of another style .
- You are too old , sir ; let it satisfy you , you are too old .
Lafew199 - 200
- I must tell thee , sirrah , I write man ; to which title age
- cannot bring thee .
- What I dare too well do , I dare not do .
Lafew202 - 208
- 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 .
- Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon thee —
Lafew210 - 213
- 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 .
- My lord , you give me most egregious indignity .
- Ay , with all my heart , and thou art worthy of it .
- I have not , my lord , deserv’d it .
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- Yes , good faith , ev’ry dram of it , and I will not bate thee
- a scruple .
- Well , I shall be wiser .
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- Ev’n as soon as thou canst , for thou hast to pull at a smack
- a’ th’ contrary . If ever thou be’st bound in thy scarf and
- beaten , thou shall 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 .”
- My lord , you do me most insupportable vexation .
Lafew227 - 229
- 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 .
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- 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 , and 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 .
- Enter Lafew .
Lafew237 - 238
- Sirrah , your lord and master’s married , there’s news for
- you . You have a new mistress .
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- 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 .
- Who ? God ?
- Ay , sir .
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- The devil it is that’s thy master . Why dost thou garter up
- thy arms a’ 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 honor , if I were but two hours
- younger , I’d beat thee . Methink’st thou art a general
- offense , and every man should beat thee . I think thou wast
- created for men to breathe themselves upon thee .
- This is hard and undeserv’d measure , my lord .
Lafew252 - 257
- Go to , sir , you were beaten in Italy for picking a kernel
- out of a pomegranate . You are a vagabond and no true
- traveler . You are more saucy with lords and honorable
- 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 , Count Roussillon .
Parolles258 - 259
- Good , very good , it is so then . Good , very good , let it be
- conceal’d awhile .
- Undone , and forfeited to cares forever !
- What’s the matter , sweet heart ?
Bertram262 - 263
- Although before the solemn priest I have sworn ,
- I will not bed her .
- What , what , sweet heart ?
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- O my Parolles , they have married me !
- I’ll to the Tuscan wars , and never bed her .
Parolles267 - 268
- France is a dog - hole , and it no more merits
- The tread of a man’s foot . To th’ wars !
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- There’s letters from my mother ; what th’ import is ,
- I know not yet .
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- Ay , that would be known . To th’ wars , my boy , to th’ wars !
- He wears his honor 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 !
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- 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 . Wars is no strife
- To the dark house and the detested wife .
- Will this capriccio hold in thee , art sure ?
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- Go with me to my chamber , and advise me .
- I’ll send her straight away . Tomorrow ,
- I’ll to the wars , she to her single sorrow .
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- 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 .