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Subdu'd me to her rate: she got the ring;
And I had that which any inferiour might
At market-price have bought.

Dia. I must be patient:
You that turn'd off a first fo noble wife,
May juftly diet me. I pray you yet,
(Since you lack virtue, I will lose a husband,)
Send for your ring, I will return this home,
And give me mine again.

Ber. I have it not.
King. What ring was yours, I pray you?
Dia. Much like that fame upon your finger, sir.
King. Know you this ring? this ring was his of late.
Dia. And this was it I gave him, being abed.

King. The story then goes false, you threw it him
Out of a casement.

Dia. I have spoke the truth.

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Enter Parolles,
Ber. My lord, I do confess, the ring was hers.

King. You boggle shrewdly, every feather starts you:
Is this the man you speak of?

Dia. It is, my lord.

King. Tell me, but tell me true, firrah, I charge you,
Not fearing the displeasure of your master,
Which, on your just proceeding, I'll keep off;
By him, and by this woman here, what know you?

Par. So please your majesty, my master hath been an honourable gentleman : tricks he hath had in him, which gentlemen have.

King. Come, come, to the purpose; did he love this woman?
Par. 'Faith, sir, he did love her; but how !
King. How, I pray you?
Par. He did love her, fir, as a gentleman loves a woman.
Vol. II.

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King. How is that?
Par. He lov’d her, sir, and lov'd her not.

King. As thou art a knave, and no knave: what an equivocal companion is this !

Par. I am a poor man, and at your majesty's command,
Laf. He's a good drum, my lord, but a naughty orator.
Dia. Do you know, he promised me marriage ?
Par. 'Faith, I know more than I'll speak.
King. But wilt thou not speak all thou know'st?

Par. Yes, so please your majesty. I did go between them, as I said; but more than that, he lov'd her: for, indeed, he was mad for her, and talk’d of satan, and of limbo, and of furies, and I know not what; yet I was in that credit with them at that time, that I knew of their going to bed, and of other motions, as promising her marriage, and things that would derive me ill will to speak of; therefore I will not speak what I know.

King. Thou hast spoken all already; unless thou canst say, they are married: but thou art too fine in thy evidence; therefore stand aside. This ring, you say, was yours ?

Dia. Ay, my good lord.
King. Where did you buy it? or who gave it you?
Dia. It was not given me, nor did I buy it.
King. Who lent it you?
Dia. It was not lent me, neither.
King. Where did you find it then?
Dia. I found it not.

King. If it were yours by none of all these ways,
How could you give it him?

Dia. I never gave it him. .

Laf. This woman's an easy glove, my lord, she goes off and on at pleasure.

King. This ring was mine, I gave it his first wife.
Dia. It might be yours, or hers, for ought I know.

King. Take her away, I do not like her now;
To prison with her : and away with him.

Unlefs

Unless thou tell’ft me where thou hadst this ring,
Thou dieft within this hour.

Dia. I'll never tell you.
King. Take her away.
Dia. I'll put in bail, my liege.
King. I think thee now some common customer.
Dia. By Jove, if ever I knew man,

'twas
you.

[to Lafeu. King. Wherefore haft thou accus’d him all this while?

Dia. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty : He knows, I am no maid, and he'll swear to't; l'll swear, I am a maid, and he knows not. Great king, I am no strumpet, by my life; I'm either maid, or else this old man's wife. [pointing to Lafeu.

King. She does abuse our ears; to prison with her.

Dia. Good mother, fetch my bail. Stay, royal sir, [Ex. Widow. The jeweller that owes the ring is sent for, And he shall surety me. But for this lord,

[to Bert.
Who hath abus'd me, as he knows himself,
Though yet he never harm’d me, here I quit him.
He knows himself my bed he hath defild,
And, at that time, he got his wife with child;
Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick:
So there's my riddle, one that's dead is quick.
And now behold the meaning.

Enter Helena, and Widow.
King. Is there no exorcist
Beguiles the truer office of mine eyes?
Is't real that I see?

Hel. No, my good lord,
'Tis but the shadow of a wife

you

see, The name, and not the thing.

Ber. Both, both; o, pardon!
Hel. O my good lord, when I was like this maid,
I found you wondrous kind: there is your ring;
And, look

you,
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s your letter : this it says,
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When from my finger you can get this ring,
And are by me with child, &c. This now is done.
Will

you be mine, now you are doubly won ?
Ber. If she, my liege, can make me know this clearly,
I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly. .

Hel. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue,
Deadly divorce step between me and you !
O, my dear mother, do I see you living? [to the Countess.

Laf. Mine eyes smell onions, I shall weep anon:
Now, good Tom Drum, lend me a handkerchief: [to Parolles.
So, 'thank thee; wait on me home. I'll make sport with thee :
Let thy courtesies alone, they are scurvy ones.

King. Let us from point to point this story know,
To make the even truth in pleasure flow :
If thou be'st yet a fresh uncropped flower,

[to Diana.
Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower;
For I can guess that by thy honest aid
Thou kept'st a wife herself, thyfelf a maid.
Of that and all the progress, more and less,
Resolvedly more leisure shall express :
All yet seems well; and, if it end fo meet,
The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet.

Exeunt.

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