(Those 'bated, that inherit but the Fall 2 Lord. Health at your bidding serve your Majefty! 1 Our hearts receive your warnings. King. Farewel. Come hither to me. [To Attendants. [Exit. Lord. Oh, my sweet Lord, that you will stay be hind us! Par. 'Tis not his fault; the spark e Lord. Oh, 'tis brave wars. Par. Most admirable; I have feen those wars. Ber. I am commanded here, and kept a coil with, Too young, and the next year, and 'tis too early. Par. An thy mind ftand to it, boy, steal away bravely. Ber. Shall I stay here the forehorse to a smock, Par. Commit it, Count. 2 Lord. I am your accessary, and so farewel. Ber. I grow to you, and our parting is a tortur'd body. Higher Italy; giving it the Rank of Preference to France; but he corrects himself and says, I except Those from that Precedency, who only inherit the Fall of the last Monarchy; as all the little petty States; for instance, Florence to whom these Volunteers were going. As if he had faid, I give the Place of Honour to the Emperor and the Pope, but not to the free States. All here is clear; and 'tis exactly Shakespear's Manner, who lov'd to shew his Reading on such Occafions. Mr. Warburton. 1 Lord. 1 Lord. Farewel, Captain. Par. Noble heroes, my sword and yours are kin; good sparks and lustrous. A word, good metals. (7) You shall find in the regiment of the Spinii, one captain Spurio with his cicatrice, an emblem of war, here on his finister cheek; it was this very sword entrench'd it; say to him, I live, and observe his reports of me. 1 Lord. We shall, noble captain. Par. Mars doat on you for his novices! what will ye do? Ber. Stay; the King[Exeunt Lords. Par. Use a more spacious ceremony to the noble Lords, you have restrain'd yourself within the list of too cold an adieu; be more expressive to them, for they wear themselves in the cap of the time; there, do muster true gate, eat, speak, and move under the influence of the most receiv'd star; and tho' the devil lead the meafure, fuch are to be follow'd: after them, and take a more dilated farewel. Ber. And I will do fo. Par. Worthy fellows, and like to prove most finewy fword-men. Enter the King, and Lafeu. [Exeunt. Laf. Pardon, my Lord, for me and for my tidings. King. I'll fee thee to stand up. Laf. Then here's a man stands, that hath bought his pardon. I would, you had kneel'd, my Lord, to ask me mercy; And that at my bidding you could so stand up. (7) You shall find in the Regiment of the Spinii one Captain Spurio, bis Cicatrice, with an Emblem of War bere on bis finifter Cheek ;] It is surprizing, none of the Editors could see that a flight Transposition was absolutely neceffary here, when there is not common Sense in the Passage, as it stands without fuch Tranfposition. Parolles only means, "You shall find one Captain "Spario in the Camp with a Scar on his left Cheek, a Mark " of War that my Sword gave him." VOL. III. B King King. I would, I had; so I had broke thy pate, And ask'd thee mercy for't. Laf. Goodfaith, across: but, my good Lord, 'tis thus; Will you be cur'd of your infirmity? King. No. Laf. O, will you eat no grapes, my royal fox? Yes, but you will, my noble grapes; an if My royal fox could reach them: (8) I have seen a Med cin, That's able to breathe life into a stone; Quicken a rock, and make you dance Canary With sprightly fire and motion; whose simple touch Is powerful to araise King Pepin, nay, To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand, And write to her a love-line. King. What her is this? Laf. Why, doctor-she: my Lord, there's one ar riv'd, If you will see her. Now, by my faith and honour, That done, laugh well at me. King. Now, good Lafeu, Bring in the admiration, that we with thee By wond'ring how thou took'ft it. Laf. Nay, I'll fit you, And not be all day neither. [Exit Lafeu. King. Thus he his special nothing ever prologues. (8) I have seen a Medecine,] Lafeu does not mean that he has seen a Remedy, but a Person bringing such a Remedy. I therefore imagine, our Author used the French Word, Medecin, i. e. a Physician; this agrees with what he subjoins immediately in Reply to the King, Why, Doctor-She; -and-write to her a Love-line. Laf. Laf. [Returns.] Nay, come your ways. [Bringing in Helena. King. This hafte hath wings, indeed. Laf. Nay, come your ways, [Exit. King. Now, fair one, does your business follow us ? Hel. Ay, my good Lord. King. I knew him. Hel. The rather will I spare my praise towards him; Safer than mine own two more dear I have so; King. We thank you, maiden; B 2 King. King. I cannot give thee less, to be call'd grateful; Hel. What I can do, can do no hurt to try, King. I must not hear thee; fare thee well, kind Maid; Thy pains, not us'd, must by thyself be paid : Hel. Inspired merit so by breath is barr'd : King. Art thou so confident? within what space Hel. The greatest grace lending grace, What |