1    Farewell, young lords; these warlike principles
2    Do not throw from you: and you, my lords, farewell:
3    Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain, all
4    The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis received,
5    And is enough for both.

6    'Tis our hope, sir,
7    After well enter'd soldiers, to return
8    And find your grace in health.

9    No, no, it cannot be; and yet my heart
10   Will not confess he owes the malady
11   That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young lords;
12   Whether I live or die, be you the sons
13   Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher Italy,--
14   Those bated that inherit but the fall
15   Of the last monarchy,--see that you come
16   Not to woo honour, but to wed it; when
17   The bravest questant shrinks, find what you seek,
18   That fame may cry you loud: I say, farewell.

19   Health, at your bidding, serve your majesty!

20   Those girls of Italy, take heed of them:
21   They say, our French lack language to deny,
22   If they demand: beware of being captives,
23   Before you serve.

24   Our hearts receive your warnings.

25   Farewell. Come hither to me.

26   O, my sweet lord, that you will stay behind us!

27   'Tis not his fault, the spark.

28   O, 'tis brave wars!

29   Most admirable: I have seen those wars.

30   I am commanded here, and kept a coil with
31   'Too young' and 'the next year' and ''tis too early.'

32   An thy mind stand to't, boy, steal away bravely.

33   I shall stay here the forehorse to a smock,
34   Creaking my shoes on the plain masonry,
35   Till honour be bought up and no sword worn
36   But one to dance with! By heaven, I'll steal away.

37   There's honour in the theft.

38   Commit it, count.

39   I am your accessary; and so, farewell.

40   I grow to you, and our parting is a tortured body.

41   Farewell, captain.

42   Sweet Monsieur Parolles!

43   Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kin. Good
44   sparks and lustrous, a word, good metals: you shall
45   find in the regiment of the Spinii one Captain
46   Spurio, with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here
47   on his sinister cheek; it was this very sword
48   entrenched it: say to him, I live; and observe his
49   reports for me.

50   We shall, noble captain.

51   Mars dote on you for his novices! what will ye do?

52   Stay: the king.

To BERTRAM
53    Use a more spacious ceremony to the
54   noble lords; you have restrained yourself within the
55   list of too cold an adieu: be more expressive to
56   them: for they wear themselves in the cap of the
57   time, there do muster true gait, eat, speak, and
58   move under the influence of the most received star;
59   and though the devil lead the measure, such are to
60   be followed: after them, and take a more dilated farewell.

61   And I will do so.

62   Worthy fellows; and like to prove most sinewy sword-men.

Kneeling
63    Pardon, my lord, for me and for my tidings.

64   I'll fee thee to stand up.

65   Then here's a man stands, that has brought his pardon.
66   I would you had kneel'd, my lord, to ask me mercy,
67   And that at my bidding you could so stand up.

68   I would I had; so I had broke thy pate,
69   And ask'd thee mercy for't.

70   Good faith, across: but, my good lord 'tis thus;
71   Will you be cured of your infirmity?

72   No.

73   O, will you eat no grapes, my royal fox?
74   Yes, but you will my noble grapes, an if
75   My royal fox could reach them: I have seen a medicine
76   That's able to breathe life into a stone,
77   Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary
78   With spritely fire and motion; whose simple touch,
79   Is powerful to araise King Pepin, nay,
80   To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand,
81   And write to her a love-line.

82   What 'her' is this?

83   Why, Doctor She: my lord, there's one arrived,
84   If you will see her: now, by my faith and honour,
85   If seriously I may convey my thoughts
86   In this my light deliverance, I have spoke
87   With one that, in her sex, her years, profession,
88   Wisdom and constancy, hath amazed me more
89   Than I dare blame my weakness: will you see her
90   For that is her demand, and know her business?
91   That done, laugh well at me.

92   Now, good Lafeu,
93   Bring in the admiration; that we with thee
94   May spend our wonder too, or take off thine
95   By wondering how thou took'st it.

96   Nay, I'll fit you,
97   And not be all day neither.

98   Thus he his special nothing ever prologues.

99   Nay, come your ways.

100  This haste hath wings indeed.

101  Nay, come your ways:
102  This is his majesty; say your mind to him:
103  A traitor you do look like; but such traitors
104  His majesty seldom fears: I am Cressid's uncle,
105  That dare leave two together; fare you well.

106  Now, fair one, does your business follow us?

107  Ay, my good lord.
108  Gerard de Narbon was my father;
109  In what he did profess, well found.

110  I knew him.

111  The rather will I spare my praises towards him:
112  Knowing him is enough. On's bed of death
113  Many receipts he gave me: chiefly one.
114  Which, as the dearest issue of his practise,
115  And of his old experience the oily darling,
116  He bade me store up, as a triple eye,
117  Safer than mine own two, more dear; I have so;
118  And hearing your high majesty is touch'd
119  With that malignant cause wherein the honour
120  Of my dear father's gift stands chief in power,
121  I come to tender it and my appliance
122  With all bound humbleness.

123  We thank you, maiden;
124  But may not be so credulous of cure,
125  When our most learned doctors leave us and
126  The congregated college have concluded
127  That labouring art can never ransom nature
128  From her inaidible estate; I say we must not
129  So stain our judgment, or corrupt our hope,
130  To prostitute our past-cure malady
131  To empirics, or to dissever so
132  Our great self and our credit, to esteem
133  A senseless help when help past sense we deem.

134  My duty then shall pay me for my pains:
135  I will no more enforce mine office on you.
136  Humbly entreating from your royal thoughts
137  A modest one, to bear me back a again.

138  I cannot give thee less, to be call'd grateful:
139  Thou thought'st to help me; and such thanks I give
140  As one near death to those that wish him live:
141  But what at full I know, thou know'st no part,
142  I knowing all my peril, thou no art.

143  What I can do can do no hurt to try,
144  Since you set up your rest 'gainst remedy.
145  He that of greatest works is finisher
146  Oft does them by the weakest minister:
147  So holy writ in babes hath judgment shown,
148  When judges have been babes; great floods have flown
149  From simple sources, and great seas have dried
150  When miracles have by the greatest been denied.
151  Oft expectation fails and most oft there
152  Where most it promises, and oft it hits
153  Where hope is coldest and despair most fits.

154  I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind maid;
155  Thy pains not used must by thyself be paid:
156  Proffers not took reap thanks for their reward.

157  Inspired merit so by breath is barr'd:
158  It is not so with Him that all things knows
159  As 'tis with us that square our guess by shows;
160  But most it is presumption in us when
161  The help of heaven we count the act of men.
162  Dear sir, to my endeavours give consent;
163  Of heaven, not me, make an experiment.
164  I am not an impostor that proclaim
165  Myself against the level of mine aim;
166  But know I think and think I know most sure
167  My art is not past power nor you past cure.

168  Are thou so confident? within what space
169  Hopest thou my cure?

170  The great'st grace lending grace
171  Ere twice the horses of the sun shall bring
172  Their fiery torcher his diurnal ring,
173  Ere twice in murk and occidental damp
174  Moist Hesperus hath quench'd his sleepy lamp,
175  Or four and twenty times the pilot's glass
176  Hath told the thievish minutes how they pass,
177  What is infirm from your sound parts shall fly,
178  Health shall live free and sickness freely die.

179  Upon thy certainty and confidence
180  What darest thou venture?

181  Tax of impudence,
182  A strumpet's boldness, a divulged shame
183  Traduced by odious ballads: my maiden's name
184  Sear'd otherwise; nay, worse--if worse--extended
185  With vilest torture let my life be ended.

186  Methinks in thee some blessed spirit doth speak
187  His powerful sound within an organ weak:
188  And what impossibility would slay
189  In common sense, sense saves another way.
190  Thy life is dear; for all that life can rate
191  Worth name of life in thee hath estimate,
192  Youth, beauty, wisdom, courage, all
193  That happiness and prime can happy call:
194  Thou this to hazard needs must intimate
195  Skill infinite or monstrous desperate.
196  Sweet practiser, thy physic I will try,
197  That ministers thine own death if I die.

198  If I break time, or flinch in property
199  Of what I spoke, unpitied let me die,
200  And well deserved: not helping, death's my fee;
201  But, if I help, what do you promise me?

202  Make thy demand.

203  But will you make it even?

204  Ay, by my sceptre and my hopes of heaven.

205  Then shalt thou give me with thy kingly hand
206  What husband in thy power I will command:
207  Exempted be from me the arrogance
208  To choose from forth the royal blood of France,
209  My low and humble name to propagate
210  With any branch or image of thy state;
211  But such a one, thy vassal, whom I know
212  Is free for me to ask, thee to bestow.

213  Here is my hand; the premises observed,
214  Thy will by my performance shall be served:
215  So make the choice of thy own time, for I,
216  Thy resolved patient, on thee still rely.
217  More should I question thee, and more I must,
218  Though more to know could not be more to trust,
219  From whence thou camest, how tended on: but rest
220  Unquestion'd welcome and undoubted blest.
221  Give me some help here, ho! If thou proceed
222  As high as word, my deed shall match thy meed.