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All's Well That Ends Well

Chapter 8 • 2,731 words

ACT II - Scene IV

Chapter 8 • 2,731 words • Nov 15, 2025

ACT II - Scene IV 小说:All's Well That Ends Well     作者:William Shakespeare [ 阅读设置与语言切换 ] 设置背景颜色: 段落首字母是否突出显示: 是 否 段落文本是否两端对齐: 是 否 翻页快捷键:上一章(左箭头:←)下一章(右箭头:→) Paris. The KING'S palaceEnter HELENA and CLOWNHELENAMy mother greets me kindly; is she well?CLOWNShe is not well, but yet she has her health; she's very merry, but yet she is not well. But thanks be given, she's very well, and wants nothing i' th' world; but yet she is not well.HELENAIf she be very well, what does she ail that she's not very well?CLOWNTruly, she's very well indeed, but for two things.HELENAWhat two things?CLOWNOne, that she's not in heaven, whither God send her quickly! The other, that she's in earth, from whence God send her quickly!Enter PAROLLESPAROLLESBless you, my fortunate lady!HELENAI hope, sir, I have your good will to have mine own good fortunes.PAROLLESYou had my prayers to lead them on; and to keep them on, have them still. O, my knave, how does my old lady?CLOWNSo that you had her wrinkles and I her money, I would she did as you say.PAROLLESWhy, I say nothing.CLOWNMarry, you are the wiser man; for many a man's tongue shakes out his master's undoing. To say nothing, to do nothing, to know nothing, and to have nothing, is to be a great part of your title, which is within a very little of nothing.PAROLLESAway! th'art a knave.CLOWNYou should have said, sir, 'Before a knave th'art a knave'; that's 'Before me th'art a knave.' This had been truth, sir.PAROLLESGo to, thou art a witty fool; I have found thee.CLOWNDid you find me in yourself, sir, or were you taught to find me? The search, sir, was profitable; and much fool may you find in you, even to the world's pleasure and the increase of laughter.PAROLLESA good knave, i' faith, and well fed. Madam, my lord will go away to-night: A very serious business calls on him. The great prerogative and rite of love, Which, as your due, time claims, he does acknowledge; But puts it off to a compell'd restraint; Whose want, and whose delay, is strew'd with sweets, Which they distil now in the curbed time, To make the coming hour o'erflow with joy And pleasure drown the brim.HELENAWhat's his else?PAROLLESThat you will take your instant leave o' th' King, And make this haste as your own good proceeding, Strength'ned with what apology you think May make it probable need.HELENAWhat more commands he?PAROLLESThat, having this obtain'd, you presently Attend his further pleasure.HELENAIn everything I wait upon his will.PAROLLESI shall report it so.HELENAI pray you.Exit PAROLLESCome, sirrah.Exeunt Previous Chapter Next Chapter

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