SCENE VI.-Camp before Florence.

Enter BERTRAM, and the two French LORDS.
1 Lord. Nay, good my lord, put him to't; let
him have his way.

2 Lord. If your lordship find him not a bild-
ing, hold me no more in your respect.

1 Lord. On my life, my lord, a bubble.
Ber. Do you think I am so far deceiv'd in
him?

you what further beeomes his greatness, even to
the utmost syllable of your worthiness.
Par. By the haud of a soldier, I will under-
take it.

Ber. But you must not now slumber in it. Par. I'll about it this evening: and I will presently pen down my dilemmas, encourage myself in my certainty, put myself into my imortal preparation, aud by midnight, look to hear further from me.

1 Lord. Believe it, my lord, in mine own direct knowledge, without any malice, but to speak of him as my kinsman, he's a most notable coward, an infinite and endless liar, an hourly promise breaker, the owner of no one good quality worthy your lordship's entertain-sibility of thy soldiership, will subscribe for

Ber. May I be bold to acquaint his grace, you are gone about it?

ment.

2 Lord. It were fit you knew him; lest, reposing too far in his virtue, which he hath not, he might at some great and trusty business, in a main danger, fail you.

Ber. I would, I knew in what particular action to try him.

2 Lord. None better than to let him fetch off his drum, which you hear him so confidently undertake to do.

1 Lord. I, with a troop of Florentines, will suddenly surprise him; such I will have, whom I am sure, he knows not from the enemy: we will bind and bood-wink bim so, that he shall suppose no other but that he is carried into the leagner of the adversaries, when we bring him to our tents: Be but your lordship present at his examination; if he do not, for the promise of his life, and in the highest compulsion of base fear, offer to betray you, and deliver all the intelligence in his power against you, and that with the divine forfeit of his soul upon oath, never trust my judgment in any thing.

2 Lord. Oh! for the love of laughter, let him fetch his drum; he says he bas a stratagem for't: when your lordship sees the bottom of his success in't, and to what metal this counterfeit Jump of ore will be melted, if you give him not John Drum's entertainment, your inclining cannot be removed. Here he comes.

Enter PAROLLES.

1 Lord. Oh! for the love of laughter, hinder not the humour of his design; let him fetch off his drum in any hand.

Ber. How now, monsieur ? this drum sticks sorely in your disposition.

2 Lord. A pox on't, let it go; 'tis but a drum.

Par. But a drum! Is't but a drum? A drum so lost!-There was an excellent command: to charge in with our horse upon our own wings, and to rend our own soldiers.

2 Lord. That was not to be blamed in the conmand of the service; it was a disaster of war that Cæsar bimself could not have prevented, if he had been there to command.

Ber. Well, we cannot greatly condemn our success: some dishonour we had in the loss of that drum; but it is not to be recovered. Par. It might have been recovered. Ber. It might, but it is not now.

Par. It is to be recovered: but the merit of service is seldom attributed to the true and exact performer, I would have that drum or another, or hic jacet. Į

Par. I know not what the success may be, my lord; but the attempt I vow. Ber. I know thou art valiant; and, to the posthee. Farewell.

Pur. I love not many words.

[Erit. 1 Lord. No more than a fish loves water.-Is not this a strange fellow, my lord? that so confidently seems to undertake this business, which he knows is not to be done; damus him. self to do, and dares better be darned than to do't.

2 Lord. You do not know him, my lord, as we do certain it is, that he will steal bimself into a man's favour, aud, for a week, escape a great deal of discoveries; but when you find him out, you have him ever after.

Ber. Why, do you think, he will make no deed at all of this, that so seriously he does address himself unto ?

1 Lord. None in the world; but return with an invention, and clap upon you two or three probable lies: but we have almost embossed him; you shall see his fall to-night; for indeed, he is not for your lordship's respect.

2 Lord. We'll make you some sport with the fox, ere we case him. He was first smoked by the old lord Lafeu: when his disguise and he is parted, tell me what a sprat you shall find him: which you shall see this very night.

1 Lord. I must go look my twigs; he shall be caught. Ber. Your brother, he shall go along with me.

1 Lord. As't please your lordship: I'll leave
you.
[Exit.
Ber. Now will I lead you to the house, and
show you
The lass I spoke of.

2 Lord. But, you say, she's honest.
Ber. That's all the fault: I spoke with her
but once,

And found her wondrous cold; but I sent to
her,

By this same coxcomb that we have i'the wind,
Tokens and letters which she did re-send;

And this is all I bave done; She's a fair crea-
ture;

Will you go see her?

2 Lord. With all my heart, my lord.

[Exeunt.

SCENE VII.-Florence.—A Room in the
WIDOW's House.

Enter HELENA and WIDOW.
Hel. If you misdoubt me that I am not she,
I know not how I shall assure you further,
But I shall lose the grounds I work upon. 9
Wid. Though my estate be fallen, i was well
born,

Ber. Why, if you have a stomach to't, mon-
sieur, if you think your mystery in stratagem | Nothing acquinted with these businesses;
can bring this instrument of honour again into And would not put my reputation now
his native quarter, be magnanimous in the cn- In any staining act.
terprise, and go on; I will grace the attempt
for a worthy exploit; if you speed well in it,
the duke shall both speak of it, and extend to

Hel. Nor would I wish you. First give me trust, the count be is my bus baud;

And, what to your sworn counsel I have spoken, | ho! bere he comes; to beguile two hours in a
Is so, from word to word; and then you cannot, sleep, and then to return and swear the lies be
By the good aid that I of you shall borrow,
Err in bestowing it.

Wid. I should believe you:

For you have show'd me that which well approves
You are great in fortune.

Hel. Take this purse of gold,

And let me buy your friendly help thus far,
Which I will over-pay, and pay again,

When I have found it. The count he wooes your
daughter,

Lays down his wanton siege before her beauty,
Resolves to carry her; let her, in fine, consent,
As we'll direct her how 'tis best to bear it,
Now his important blood will nought deny
That she'll demand: A ring the county wears,
That downward hath succeeded in his house,
From son to son, some four or five descents
Since the first father wore it; this ring he holds
In most rich choice; yet, in his idle fire,
To buy his will, it would not seem too dear,
Howe'er repented after.

Wid. Now I see

The bottom of your purpose.

Hel. You see it lawful then: It is no more,
But that your daughter, ere she seems as won,
Desires this ring; appoints him an encounter;
In fine, delivers me to fill the time,
Herself most chastely absent: after this,

To marry her, I'll add three thousand crowns
To what is past already.

Wid. I have yielded :

Instruct my daughter how she shall perséver,
That time and place, with this deceit so lawful,
May prove coherent. Every night he comes,
With musicks of all sorts, and songs compos'd
To her unworthiness: It nothing steads us,
To chide him from our eaves;

As if his life lay on't.

Hel. Why then, to-night

forges.

Enter PAROLLES.

Par. Ten o'clock: within these three bours 'twill be time enough to go home. What shad I say I bave done? It must be a very plausive invention that carries it: They begin to smoke me; and disgraces have of late knocked too oftea at my door. I find, my tongue is too fool-hardy; but my heart hath the fear of Mars before it, and of his creatures, not daring the reports of my tongue.

1 Lord. This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue was guilty of. Aside.

Par. What the devil should move me to unIdertake the recovery of this drum; being not ignorant of the impossibility, and knowing I had no such purpose? I must give myself some hurts, and say, I got them in exploit: Yet slight ones will not carry it: They will say, Came you of with so little? and great ones I dare not give. Wherefore? what's the instance? Tourne, I must put you into a butter-woman's mouth, zad buy another of Bajazet's mule, if you prattle me into these perils.

1 Lord. Is it possible, he should know what he is, and be that he is?

[Aside. Par. I would the cutting of my garments would serve the turn; or the breaking of my Spanish sword.

Lord. We cannot afford you so.
Par. Or the baring of my beard;

it was in stratagem.

1 Lord. 'Twould not do.

Aside.

and to say,

[Aside.

Par. Or to drown my clothes, and say I was stripped.

for he persists,

1 Lord. Hardly serve.

Let us assay our plot; which, if it speed,

Is wicked meaning in a lawful deed,

Aside

[Exeunt.

And lawful meaning in a lawful act ;
Where both not sin, and yet a sinful fact:
But let's about it.

ACT IV.

SCENE 1.-Without the Florentine Camp. Enter first LORD, with five or six Soldiers in ambush.

1 Lord. He can come no other way but by this hedge' corner: When you sally upon him, speak what terrible language you will; though you understand it not yourselves, no matter: for we must not seem to understand him; unless some one among us, whom we must produce for an interpreter.

1 Sold. Good captain, let me be the interpreter.

1 Lord. Art not acquainted with him? knows he not thy voice?

1 Sold. No, Sir, I warrant you.

1 Lord. But what linsy-woolsy hast thou to speak to us again?

1 Sold. Even such as you speak to me.

1 Lord. He must think us some band of strangers i'the oversary's entertainment. § Now he hath a smack of all neighbouring languages; therefore we must every one be a man of his own fancy, not to know what we speak one to another; So we seem to know, is to know straight our purpose: chough's language, gab ble enough, and good enough. As for you, interpreter, you must seem very politic. But couch,

Par. I would I had any drum of the enemy's; I would swear I recovered it.

1 Lord. You shall bear one anon. [Ande. Par. A drum now of the enemy's!

eyes.

[Alarum within 1 Lord. Throca movousus, carge, cargo, cargo. All. Cargo, cargo, villianda par core, cargo. Par. Oh! ransom, ransom :-Do not hide mise [They seize him and blindfold hun. 1 Sold. Boskos thromuldo boskos. Par. I know you are the Moskos' regiment. And I shall lose my life for want of language: If there be here German, or Dane, low Duick, Italian, or French, let him speak to me, I will discover that which shail undo The Florentine.

1 Sold. Boskos vauvado:

I understand thee, and can speak thy tongue-
Kerelybonto:--Sir,

Betake thee to thy faith, for seventeen possards
Are at thy bosom.

Par. Oh!

1 Sold. O pray, pray, pray,--
Manka revania dulche.

1 Lord. Oscorbi dulchos volivorce.
1 Sold. The general is content to spare thee

yet;
And, hood-wink'd as thou art, will lead thee of
To gather from thee: haply thou may'st infordi
Something to save thy life.

Par. Oh! let me live,
And all the secrets of our camp I'll show,
Their force, their purposes: nay, I'll speak that
Which you will wonder at.

1 Sold. But wilt thou faithfully?
Par. If I do not, Gamn me.

• The proof.

ENDS WELL

1 Sold. Acordo linta.Come on, thou art grauted space. [Exit, with PAKOLLES guarded. 1 Lord. Go, tell the count Rousillon, and my brother,

We have caught the woodcock, and will keep him muffled,

Till we do bear from them.

2 Sold. Captain, I will.

down from many ancestors:
Which were the greatest obloquy i'the world
In me to lose.

Dia. Mine honour's such a ring:
My chastity's the jewel of our house,
Bequeathed down from many ancestors;
Which were the greatest obloquy i'the world
In me to lose: Thus your own proper wisdom
Brings in the champion honour on my part,

1 Lord. He will betray us all unto onr- Against your vain assault.

selves;

Inform 'em that.

2 Sold. So I will, Sir.

1 Lord. Till then, I'll keep him dark, and safely lock'd.

[Exeunt.

SCENE II.-Florence.-A Room in the
WIDOW'S House.

Enter BERTRAM and DIANA.

Ber. Here, take my ring:

My house, mine honour, yea, my life be thine,
And I'll be bid by thee.

Dia. When midnight comes, knock at my
chamber window;

I'll order take, my mother shall not hear,
Now will I charge you in the band of truth,
When you have conquer'd my yet maiden bed,
Remain there but an hour, nor speak to me:
My reasons are most strong; and you shall know
them,

Ber. They told me, that your name was When back again this ring shall be deliver❜d:

Fontibell.

Dia. No, my good lord, Diana.
Ber. Titled goddess;

And worth it, with addition! But, fair soul,
In your fine frame hath love no quality?
If the quick fire of youth light not your mind,
You are no maiden, but a monument:
When you are dead, you should be such a one
As you are now, for you are cold and stern;
And now you should be as your mother was,
When your sweet self was got.

Dia. She then was honest.
Ber. So should you be.
Dia. No:

My mother did but duty; such, my lord,
As you owe to your wife.

Ber. No more of that!

I pr'ythee, do not strive against my vows : 1 was compelled to her; but I love thee

And on your finger, in the night, I'll put
Another ring; that, what in time proceeds,
May token to the future our past deeds.
Adieu till then: then, fail not: You have won
A wife of me, though there my hope be done.
Ber. A heaven on earth I have won, by woo-
[Exit.
ing thee.
Dia. For which live long to thank both heaven
and me!

You may so in the end.-

My mother told me just how he would woo,
As if she sat in his heart; she says, all men
Have the like oaths: he had sworn to marry me,
When his wife's dead; therefore I'll lie with
him,

When I am buried. Since Frenchmen are so
braid,

Marry that will, I'll live and die a maid:
Only, in this disguise, I think't no sin
By love's own sweet constraint, and will for To cozen him, that would unjustly win.

ever

Do thee all rights of service.

Dia. Ay, so you serve us,

Till we serve you: but when you have our

roses,

You barely leave our thorns to prick ourselves,
And mock us with our bareness.

Ber. How have I sworn?

[Exit.

SCENE III.-The Florentine Camp. Enter the two French LORDS, and two or three Soldiers.

1 Lord. You have not given him his mother's

Dia. 'Tis not the many oaths that make the letter?

truth;

But the plain single vow, that is vow'd true,
What is not holy, that we swear not by,

But take the Highest to witness: Then, pray
you, tell me,

If I should swear by Jove's great attributes,
I lov'd you dearly, would you believe my oaths,
When I did love you ill? this has no holding,
To swear by him whom I protest to love,

That I will work against him: Therefore, your

oaths

Are words, and poor conditions; but unseal'd;
At least, in my opinion.

Ber. Change it, change it;

Be not so holy cruel: love is holy;
And my integrity ne'er knew the crafts,

That you do charge men with: Stand no more
off,

But give thyself unto my sick desires,
Who then recover: say, thou art mine, and ever
My love, as it begins, shall so perséver.
Dia. I see, that men make hopes, in such
affairs,

That we'll forsake ourselves.

ring.

Give

me that

Ber. I'll lend it thee, my dear, but have no

power

To give it from me.

Dia. Will you not, my lord?
Ber. It is an honour 'longing to our house,

1. e. Against his determined resolution never to cohabit with Telena.

+ The sense is--we never swear by what is not holy, but take to witness the Highest, the Divinity.

2 Lord. I have delivered it an hour since: there is something in't that stings his nature; for, on the reading it, he changed almost into another man.

1 Lord. He has much worthy blame laid upon bim, for shaking off so good a wife, and so sweet a lady.

2 Lord. Especially he hath incurred the everlasting displeasure of the king, who had even tuned his bounty to sing bappiness to him. will tell you a thing, but you shall let it dwell

darkly with you.

1 Lord. When you have spoken it, 'tis deud, and I am the grave of it.

2 Lord. He hath perverted a young gentlewoman here in Florence, of a most chaste renown; and this night he fleshes his will in the spoil of her honour: he hath given her his monumental ring, and thinks himself made in the unchaste composition.

1 Lord. Now, God delay our rebellion; as we are ourselves, what things are we!

2 Lord. Merely our own traitors. And as in the common course of all treasons, we still see them reveal themselves, till they attain to their abhorred ends; so be, that in this action contrives against his own nobility, in his proper stream o'erflows himself. +

1 Lord. Is it not meant damnable t in us, to be trumpeters of our unlawful intents ! We shall not then have his company to-night ?

2 Lord. Not till after midnight; for he is 1 dieted to his hour.

Ber. I mean the business is not ended, as fearing to hear of it hereafter; But shall we 1 Lord. That approaches apace: I would have ibis dialogue between the fool and gladly have him see his company anatomised; soldier ?-Come, bring forth this counterfeit that he might take a measure of his own module; he has deceiv'd me, like a doublejudgi..ents, wherein so curiously he had set meaning prophesier.

this counterfeit.

2 Lord. We will not meddle with him till he come; for his presence must be the whip of the other.

1 Lord. In the mean time, what hear you of these wars?

2 Lord. I hear, there is an overture of peace. 1 Lord. Nay, I assure you, a peace con

cluded.

2 Lord. What will count Rousillon do then? will be travel higher, or return again into France ?

1 Lord. I perceive, by this demand, you are not altogether of his council.

2 Lord. Let it be forbid, Sir! so should I be a great deal of his act.

2 Lord. Bring him forth: [Erent SOLDIERS.] he has sat in the stocks all night, poor galiant knave.

Ber. No matter; his heels have deserved it, in usurping his spurs so long. How does he carry himself?

1 Lord. I have told your lordship already: the stocks carry him. But, to answer you as you would be understood; he weeps, like a weech that had shed her milk: he bath confessed himself to Morgan, whom he supposes to be a friar from the time of bis remembrance, to this very instant disaster of his setting i'the stocks: And what think you he hath confessed ? Ber. Nothing of me, has be?

2 Lord. His confession is taken, and it shall read to his face: if your lordship be in't, as, believe you are, you must have the patience

I Lord. Sir, his wife, some two months since, be filed from his house; her pretence is a pilgrim-I age to Saint Jaques le grand; which boly to hear it. undertaking, with most austere sanctimony, she accomplished: and, there residing, the tenderness of her nature became as a prey to her grief: in fine, made a groan of her last breath, and now she sings in heaven.

2 Lord. How is this justified?

1 Lord. The stronger part of it by her own letters; which makes her story true, even to the point of her death: her death itself, which could not be her office to say, is come, was faithfully confirmed by the rector of the place.

2 Lord. Hath the count all this intelligence? 1 Lord. Ay, and the particular contininations, point from point, to the full arming of the

verity.

2 Lord. I am heartily sorry, that he'll be glad

of this.

1 Lord. How mightily, sometimes, we make us comforts of our losses!

2 Lord. And how mightily, some other times, we drown our gain in tears! The great dignity, that his valour hath here acquired for him, shall at home be encountered with a shame as ample.

I Lord. The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and i together: our virtues would be proud, if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair, if they were not cherish'd by our virtues.

Enter a SERVANT.

How now? Where's your master?

Re-enter SOLDIERS, with PAROLLES. Ber. A plague upon him! muffled! he can say nothing of me; bush! hush!

1 Lord. Hoodınan comes!-Porto tarteras sa, 1 Sold. He calls for the toitures: What will you say without 'em?

Par. I will confess what I know without constraint; if ye pinch me like a pasty, I can say no more.

1 Sold. Bosero chimurcha.

2 Lord. Boblinbindo chicurmurco.

1 Sold. You are a merciful general;-Our general bids you answer to what I shail ask

you out of a note.

Par. And truly, as I hope to live.

1 Sold. First demand of him how many horse the duke is strong. What say you to

that ?

1 Lord. You are deceived, my lord; this is monsieur Parolles, the gallant militarist, that was his own phrase,) that had the whole tice. Serv. He met the duke in the street, Sir, of ric of war in the knot of his scarf, and the whom he hath taken a solemn leave; his lord-practice in the chape of his dagger. ship will next morning for France. The duke bath offered him letters of commendations to the king.

2 Lord. They shall be no more than needful there, if they were more than they can сош

mend.

Enter BERTRAM.

1 Lord. They cannot be too sweet for the king's tartness. Here's his lordship now. How now, my lord, is't not after midnight?

Ber. I have to-night despatched sixteen businesses, a month's length a-piece, by an abstract of success: I have conge'd with the duke, done my adieu with his nearest; buried a wife, mourned for her; writ to my lady mother, I am returning; entertained ny convoy; and, between these main parcels of despatch, effected many nicer needs; the last was the greatest, but that I bave not ended yet.

2 Lord. If the business be of any difficulty, and this morning your departure hence, it requires haste of your lordship.

• For companion.

2 Lord. I will never trust a man again, for keeping his sword clean; nor believe be can have every thing in him, by wearing his ap parel neatly.

1 Sold. Well, that's set down.

Par. Five or six thousand horse, I said,I will say true,-or thereabouts, sel dova,for I'll speak truth.

1 Lord. He's very near the truth in this. Ber. But I con him no thanks fort, in the nature he delivers it.

Par. Poor rogues, I pray you, say.

1 Sold. Well, that's set down. Par. I bumbly thank you, Sir: a truth's a truth, the rogues are marvellous poor.

1 Sold. Demand of him, of what strength they are a-foot. What say you to that?

Let me ser:

Par. By my troth, Sir, if I were to live this
present hour, I will tell true.
Spurio a hundred and fifty, Sebastian so many,
Cerambus so many, Jaques so many; Guiltas,

Cosmo, Lodowick, and Gratii, two hundred fifty each mine own company, Chitopher, Vau moud, Bentii, two hundred and fifty each: so that the muster-file, rotten and sound, upon my life, amounts not to fifteen thousand poll; half of which dare not shake the suow from off their cassocks, lest they shake themselves to pieces. Ber. What shall be done to him?

1 Lord. Nothing, but let him have thanks. Demand of him my conditions, † and what credit i have with the duke.

Par. I beseech you, let me answer to the particular of the intergatories: Demand them singly.

Ber. He shall be whipped through the army with this rhyme in his forehead.

2 Lord. This is your devoted friend, Sir, the manifold linguist, and the armipotent soldier. Ber. I could endure any thing before but a cat, and now he's a cat to me.

1 Sold. I perceive, Sir, by the general's looks, we shall be fain to hang you.

Par. My life, Sir, in any case; not that I am afraid to die; but that, myffences being many, I would repent out the remainder of nature: let me live, Sir, in a dungeon, i'the stocks, or any where, so I may live.

1 Sold. Well, that's set down. You shall demand of him, whether one captain Dumain be i'the camp, a Frenchman; what his repu- 1 Sold. We'll see what may be done, so you tation is with the duke, what his valour, ho- confess freely; therefore once more to this capnesty, and expertness in wars; or whether tain Dumain: You have answered to his repu he thinks, it were not possible, with well-tation with the duke, and to his valour: What weighing sums of gold, to corrupt him to a is his honesty? revolt? What say you to this? what do you Par. He will steal, Sir, an egg out of a cloisknow of it? ter; for rapes and ravishments be parallels Nessus. He professes not keeping of oaths; in breaking them, he is stronger than Hercules. He will lie, Sir, with such volubility, that you 1 Sold. Do you know this captain Dumain? would think truth were a fool: drunkenness is Par. I know him: he was a botcher's pren-his best virtue; for he will be swine-drunk; and tice in Paris, from whence he was whipped for in his sleep he does little harm, save to getting the sheriff's fool with child; a dumb his bed-clothes about him; but they know his innocent, that could not say him, nay. conditions, and lay him in straw. I have hut [DUMAIN lifts up his hand in anger.little more to say, Sir, of his honesty : he has Ber. Nay, by your leave, hold your hands: every thing that an honest man should not have, though I know, his brains are forfeit to the next what an honest man should have he has nothing. tile that falls. 1 Lord. I begin to love him for this. Ber. For this description of thine honesty 7 A pox upon him for me, he is more and more a

1 Sold. Well, is this captain in the duke of Florence's camp?

Par. Upon my knowledge, he is, and lousy. 1 Lord. Nay, look not so upon me; we shall hear of your lordship anon.

1 Sold. What is his reputation with the duke? Par. The duke knows him for no other but a poor officer of mine; and wit to me this other day, to turn him out o'the band: I think I have his letter in my pocket.

1 Sold. Marry, we'll search. Par. In good sadness, I do not know; either it is there, or it is upon a file, with the duke's other letters, in my tent.

1 Sold. Here 'tis ; here's a paper? Shall I read it to you?

Par. I do not know, if it be it, or no.
Ber. Our interpreter does it well.

1 Lord. Excellently.

1 Sold. Dian. The count's a fool, and full of gold,

Par. That is not the duke's letter, Sir; that is an advertisement to a proper maid in Florence, one Diana, to take heed of the allurement of one count Rousillon, a foolish idle boy, but, for all that very ruttish: I pray you, Sir, pat it up again.

1 Sold. Nay, I'll read it first, by your favour. Par. My meaning in't, I protest, was very honest in the behalf of the maid: for I knew the young count to be a dangerous and lascivious boy; who is a whale to virginity, and devours up all the fry it finds.

Ber. Damnable, both sides rogues!

1 Sold. When he swears oaths, bid him drop gold, and take it;

After he scores, he never pays the score: Half won, is match well made; match, and well make it ; ¶

He ne'er pays after debts, take it before;
And say, a soldier, Dian, told thee this,
Men are to mell with, boys are not to kiss:
For count of this, the count's a fool, I know

cat.

1 Sold. What say you to his expertness in war ?

Par. Faith, Sir, he has led the drum before the English tragedians,-to belie him, 1 wilk not,--and more of his soldiership I know not; except, in that country, he had the honour to be the officer at a place there call'd Mile-end, to instruct for the doubling of files: I would do the man what honour I can, but of this I am not certain. 1 Lord. He hath out-villained villany so far, that the rarity redeems him.

Ber. A pox on him! he's a cat still.

1 Sold. His qualities being at this poor price, I need not ask you, if gold will corrupt him to revolt.

Par. Sir, for a quart d'ecut he will sell the fee-simple of his salvation, the inheritance of it; and cut the entail from all remainders, and a perpetual succession for it perpetually.

1 Sold. What's his brother, the other captain Dumain?

2 Lord. Why does he ask him of me?
1 Sold. What's he?

Par. E'en a crow of the same nest; not altogether so great as the first in goodness, but greater a great deal in evil. He excels his brother for a coward, yet his brother is reputed one of the best that is: In a retreat he outruns any lackey; marry, in coming on he bas the cramp.

1 Sold. If your life be saved, will you undertake to betray the Florentine?

Par. Ay, and the captain of his horse, count Rousillon.

1 Sold. P' whisper with the general, and know his pleasure.

Par. I'll no more drumming: a plague of all drums! Only to seem to deserve well, and to beguile the supposition of that lascivious young boy the count, have I run into this danger. Yet, who would have suspected an ambush where I was taken ? [Aside.

1 Sold. There is no remedy, Sir, but you must die: the general says, you, that have so traitorously discovered the secrets of your army,

I. e. He will steal any thing however trifling, from any place however holy.

f The Centaur killed by Hercules.

The fourth part of the smaller French crown. to deceive the opinion.