Read All's Well That Ends Well Online
Authors: William Shakespeare
Enter a
[
Servant as a
]
Messenger
How now! Where's your master?
SERVANT
â
â
â
â
He met the duke in the street, sir, of whom he hath
taken a
solemn
leave: his lordship will next morning
for
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France. The duke hath
offered
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him letters of commendations
to the king.
SECOND LORD
â
â
â
â
They shall be no more than
needful
there,
if
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they
Enter Count Rossillion
[
Bertram
]
FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
They cannot be too sweet for the king's tartness.
Here's his lordship now.â How now, my lord! Is't not after
midnight?
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
I have tonight
dispatched
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sixteen businesses, a
month's length apiece,
by an abstract of success
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: I have
congied with
the duke, done my adieu with his
nearest
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,
buried a wife, mourned for her, writ to my lady mother I am
returning,
entertained my convoy
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and between these main
parcels of dispatch
effected many
nicer
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needs. The last was
the greatest, but that I have not ended yet.
SECOND LORD
â
â
â
â
If the business be of any difficulty, and this
morning your departure hence, it requires haste of your
lordship.
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
I mean, the business is not ended, as fearing to
hear
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of it hereafter. But shall we have this dialogue between the
fool and the soldier? Come, bring forth this counterfeit
module
, h'as deceived me like a
double-meaning prophesier.
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To Soldiers
[
Exit some Soldiers
]
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
No matter. His heels have deserved it in
usurping
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his
spurs
so long. How does he
carry
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himself?
SECOND LORD
â
â
â
â
I have told your lordship already, the stocks carry
him. But to answer you as you would be understood: he
weeps like a wench that had
shed
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her milk, he hath confessed
himself to Morgan, whom he supposes to be a friar, from the
time of his remembrance
to this very
instant disaster
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of his
setting i'th'stocks. And what think you he hath confessed?
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
Nothing of me, has
a?
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SECOND LORD
â
â
â
â
His confession is taken, and it shall be read to his
face: if your lordship be in't, as I believe you are, you must
have the patience to hear it.
Enter Parolles
[
blindfolded
]
with his Interpreter
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
A plague upon him! Muffled? He can say nothing of
me. Hush, hush.
FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
Hoodman
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comes!
Portotartarossa
.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
He calls for the tortures. What will you say
without 'em?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
I will confess what I know without
constraint.
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If ye
pinch me like a
pasty
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, I can say no more.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Bosko chimurcho
.
FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
Boblibindo chicurmurco
.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
You are a merciful general. Our general bids you
answer to what I shall ask you out of a
note.
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PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
And truly, as I hope to live.
Pretends to read
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
âFirst demand of him how many
horse
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the duke
is strong.
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' What say you to that?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
Five or six thousand, but very weak and
unserviceable. The troops are all scattered, and the
commanders very poor rogues, upon my reputation and
credit and as I hope to live.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Shall I set down your answer so?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
Do. I'll
take the sacrament
on't,
how and which
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way
you will.
Bertram and the Lords speak aside throughout
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
All's one
to him. What a
past-saving
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slave is this?
FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
You're deceived, my lord: this is Monsieur Parolles,
the gallant militarist â that was his own phrase â that had
the whole
theoric
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of war in the knot of his scarf, and the
practice in the
chape
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of his dagger.
SECOND LORD
â
â
â
â
I will never trust a man again for keeping his
sword
clean
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, nor believe he can have everything in him by
wearing his apparel neatly.
To Parolles
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Well, that's set down.
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
âFive or six thousand horse,' I said â I will say true
â âor thereabouts', set down, for I'll speak truth.
FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
He's very near the truth in this.
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
But I
con
him no thanks for't,
in the nature
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he
delivers it.
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
âPoor rogues', I pray you say.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Well, that's set down.
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
I humbly thank you, sir. A truth's a truth, the
rogues are
marvellous
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poor.
Pretends to read
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
âDemand of him, of what strength
they are
a-foot.
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' What say you to that?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
By my troth, sir, if I were to
live
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this present hour,
I will tell true. Let me see: Spurio, a hundred and fifty:
Sebastian,
so
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many: Corambus, so many: Jaques, so many:
Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodowick and Gratii, two hundred fifty
each: mine own company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two
hundred fifty each. So that the
muster-file
,
rotten and sound
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,
upon my life, amounts not to fifteen thousand
poll
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, half of
the which dare not shake the snow from off their
cassocks
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,
lest they shake themselves to pieces.
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
What shall be done to him?
FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
Nothing, but let him have thanks. Demand of him
my
condition
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, and what credit I have with the duke.
Pretends to read
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Well, that's set down. âYou shall
demand of him, whether one Captain Dumaine be
i'th'camp, a Frenchman, what his reputation is with the
duke, what his valour, honesty, and expertness in wars, or
whether he thinks it were not possible, with
well-weighing
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sums of gold, to corrupt him to a revolt.' What say you to
this? What do you know of it?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
I beseech you let me answer to the
particular
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of the
inter'gatories
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: demand them singly.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Do you know this Captain Dumaine?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
I know him: a was a
botcher
's
'prentice
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in Paris,
from whence he was whipped for getting the
shrieve's fool
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with child â a dumb
innocent
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that could
not say
him nay.
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First Lord attempts to hit Parolles
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
Nay, by your leave, hold your hands, though I know
his brains are forfeit to the next tile that falls.
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INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Well, is this captain in the Duke of Florence's
camp?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
Upon my knowledge he is, and
lousy.
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FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
Nay look not so upon me. We shall hear of your
lord anon.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
What is his reputation with the duke?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
The duke knows him for no other but a poor officer
of mine, and writ to me this other day to turn him out
o'th'band.
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I think I have his letter in my pocket.
They search his pockets
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Marry, we'll search.
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
In
good sadness
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, I do not know. Either it is there, or
it is upon a file with the duke's other letters in my tent.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Here 'tis. Here's a paper. Shall I read it to you?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
I do not know if it be it or no.
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
Our interpreter does it well.
FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
Excellently.
Reads
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
âDian, the count's a fool, and full of gold'â
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
That is not the duke's letter, sir. That is an
advertisement
to a
proper
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maid in Florence, one Diana, to
take heed of the allurement of one Count Rossillion, a foolish
idle boy, but for all that very
ruttish.
I pray you, sir, put it
up
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again.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
Nay, I'll read it first, by your
favour.
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PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
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
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it finds.
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
Damnable
both-sides
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rogue!
INTERPRETER
[
Reads the
]
letter
âWhen he swears oaths, bid him
drop
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gold, and take it.
After he
scores
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, he never pays the score.
Half won is match well made, match and well make it
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;
He ne'er pays
after-debts
, take
it
207
before.
And say a soldier, Dian, told thee this:
Men are to
mell
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with, boys are not to kiss.
For count
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of this, the count's a fool, I know it,
Who pays
before
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, but not when he does owe it.
Thine, as he vowed to thee in thine ear, Parolles.'
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
He shall be whipped through the army with this
rhyme
in's
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forehead.
SECOND LORD
â
â
â
â
This is your devoted friend, sir, the
manifold
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linguist and the
armipotent
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soldier.
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
I could endure anything before but a cat, and now
he's a cat to me.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
I perceive, sir, by the general's looks, we shall be
fain
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to hang you.
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
My life, sir, in any case. Not that I am afraid to die,
but that, my offences being many, I would repent out the
remainder of
nature.
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Let me live, sir, in a dungeon, i'th'stocks,
or anywhere, so I may live.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
We'll see what may be done, so you confess freely:
therefore, once more to this Captain Dumaine. You have
answered to his reputation with the duke and to his valour.
What is his honesty?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
He will steal, sir, an
egg out of a cloister
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, for rapes
and ravishments he parallels
Nessus.
He
professes not
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keeping of oaths, in breaking 'em he is stronger than
Hercules.
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He will lie, sir, with such volubility that you would
think truth were a fool. Drunkenness is his best virtue, for he
will be
swine-drunk
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, and in his sleep he does little harm, save
to his bed-clothes about him. But
they
know his
conditions
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and lay him in straw. I have but little more to say, sir, of his
honesty: he has everything that an honest man should not
have; what an honest man should have, he has nothing.
FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
I begin to love him for this.
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
For this description of thine honesty? A pox upon
him for me. He's more and more a cat.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
What say you to his expertness in war?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
Faith, sir, h'as
led the drum before the English
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tragedians â to
belie
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him, I will not â and more of his
soldiership I know not, except, in that country he had the
honour to be the officer at a place there called
Mile-end
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, to
instruct for the
doubling of files.
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I would do the man what
honour I can, but of this I am not certain.
FIRST LORD
â
â
â
â
He hath out-villained villainy so far that the rarity
redeems him.
BERTRAM
â
â
â
â
A pox on him, he's a cat still.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
His qualities being at this poor price, I need not to
ask you if gold will corrupt him to revolt.
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
Sir, for a
cardecue
he will sell the
fee-simple
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of his
salvation, the inheritance of it, and
cut th'entail from all
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remainders, and a perpetual succession for it perpetually.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
What's his brother, the other Captain Dumaine?
SECOND LORD
â
â
â
â
Why does he ask him of me?
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
What's he?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
E'en a crow o'th'same nest: not altogether so great
as the first in goodness, but greater a great deal in evil. He
excels his brother
for
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a coward, yet his brother is reputed one
of the best that is. In a retreat he outruns any
lackey
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; marry,
in
coming on
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he has the cramp.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
If your life be saved, will you undertake to betray
the Florentine?
PAROLLES
â
â
â
â
Ay, and the
captain of his horse
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, Count Rossillion.
INTERPRETER
â
â
â
â
I'll whisper with the general, and know his
pleasure.