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All’s Well That Ends Well: Act 4, Scene 4

All’s Well That Ends Well
Act 4, Scene 4

Florence. The Widow’s house.

  1. Enter Helen, Widow, and Diana.

Helena

2 - 15
  1. That you may well perceive I have not wrong’d you,
  2. One of the greatest in the Christian world
  3. Shall be my surety; ’fore whose throne ’tis needful,
  4. Ere I can perfect mine intents, to kneel.
  5. Time was, I did him a desired office,
  6. Dear almost as his life, which gratitude
  7. Through flinty Tartar’s bosom would peep forth,
  8. And answer thanks. I duly am inform’d
  9. His Grace is at Marsellis, to which place
  10. We have convenient convoy. You must know
  11. I am supposed dead. The army breaking,
  12. My husband hies him home, where heaven aiding,
  13. And by the leave of my good lord the King,
  14. We’ll be before our welcome.

Widow

16 - 18
  1.                              Gentle madam,
  2. You never had a servant to whose trust
  3. Your business was more welcome.

Helena

19 - 31
  1.                                 Nor you, mistress,
  2. Ever a friend whose thoughts more truly labor
  3. To recompense your love. Doubt not but heaven
  4. Hath brought me up to be your daughter’s dower,
  5. As it hath fated her to be my motive
  6. And helper to a husband. But O, strange men,
  7. That can such sweet use make of what they hate,
  8. When saucy trusting of the cozen’d thoughts
  9. Defiles the pitchy night; so lust doth play
  10. With what it loathes for that which is away
  11. But more of this hereafter. You, Diana,
  12. Under my poor instructions yet must suffer
  13. Something in my behalf.

Diana

32 - 34
  1.                         Let death and honesty
  2. Go with your impositions, I am yours
  3. Upon your will to suffer.

Helena

35 - 41
  1.                           Yet, I pray you:
  2. But with the word the time will bring on summer,
  3. When briers shall have leaves as well as thorns,
  4. And be as sweet as sharp. We must away:
  5. Our wagon is prepar’d, and time revives us.
  6. All’s well that ends well! Still the fine’s the crown;
  7. What e’er the course, the end is the renown.
  1. Exeunt.
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