groans of a mother, I could not have owed her a more rooted love.

Laf. Twas a good lady, 'twas a good lady: we may pick a thousand sallads, ere we light on such another herb.

Clo. Indeed, Sir, she was the sweet - marjoram of the sallad, or, rather the herb of grace.

Laf. They are not the sallad herbs, you knave, they are nose-herbs.

Clo. I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, Sir, I have not much skill in grass.

Laf. Whether dost thou profess thyself; à knave, or a fool?

• Clo. A fool, Sir, at a woman's service, and a knave at a man's.

Clo. I would cozen the man of his wife, and do his service,

Laf. So you were a knave at his service,

indeed.

Clo. And I would give his wife my bauble, Sir, to do her service.

Laf. I will subscribe for thee; thou art both knavé and fool.

Clo. At your service.

Laf. No, no, no.

Clo. Why Sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve as great a Prince as you are.

.

Laf. Who's that? a Frenchman?

Clo. Faith, Sir, he has an English name; but his phisnomy is more hotter in France, than there.

Laf. What Prince is that?

Clo. The black Prince, Sir, alias, the Prince of darkness; alias, the devil.

Laf. Hold thee, there's my purse: I give thee not this to suggest thee from thy master thou talk'st of; serve him still.

Clo. 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 his 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 flowery way, that leads to the broad gate, and the great fire.

Laf. Go thy ways, I begin to be a weary 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. Clo. If I put any tricks upon 'em, Sir, they shall be jades' tricks; . which are their own right by the law of nature.

Laf. A shrewd knave, and an unhappy.

[Exit.

Count. So he is. My Lord, that's gone, made himself much sport our 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.

Laf. 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, our of a self gracious remembrance, did first propose: his Highness hath promised 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 iike it?

Count. With very much content, my Lord, and I wish it happily, effected.

Laf. His Highness comes post from Marseilles, of as able body as when he number'd thirty; he will be here tomorrow, or I am deceived by him that in such intelligence hath seldom fail'd.

Count. It rejoices me, that I hope I shall see him ere I die. I have letters, that my son will be here tonight: I shall beseech your Lordship, to remain with me till they meet together.

Laf Madam, I was thinking, with what mau, aers I might safely be admitted.

Count. You need but plead your honourable privilege.

Laf. Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; but I thank my God, it holds yet.

Clo. O Madam, yonder's my lort your son with a patch of velvet on's face: whether there be a scar under it, or no, the velvet knows; but is a goodly patch of velvet: his left check is a cheek of two pile and a half, but his right check is worn bare.

Laf. A scar.nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good livery of honour: so, belike, is that.

Clo. But it is your carbonado'd face.

Laf. Let us go see your son, I pray you; long to talk with the young noble soldier.

Clo. Faith, there's a dozen of 'em, with deli cate fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which bow the head, and nod at every man. [Exeunt.

A CT V.

SCENE I,

Marseilles. A Street.

Enter HELENA, Widow, and DIAÑA, with two Attendants.

Hel. 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. In happy time,

Enter a gentle Astringer.

This man may help me to his Majesty's ear,
If he would spend his power.

Gent. And you.

Sir.

God save you,

Hel. Sir, I have seen you in the court of

France.

Gent. I have been sometimes there.

Hel. I do presume Sir, that you are not fallen From she report that goes upon your goodness; And therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions, Which lay nice manuers by, I put you to

The use of your own virtues, for the which
I shall coutinue thankful.

Gent. What's your will?

Hel. That it will please you

To give this poor petition to the King;.
And aid me with that store of power you

To come into his presence.

have,

Gent. The King's not here.
Hel. Not here, Sir?

Gent. Not, indeed:

He hence remov'd last night, and with more

Than is his use.

haste

Wid. Lord, how we lose our pains!
Hel. All's well that ends well, yet;

Though times seems so adverse, and means

I do beseech you, whither is he gone?

Gent. Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon; Whither I am going.

Hel. 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.

Gent. This I'll do for you.

Hel. And you shall find yourself to be well thank'd,