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All's Well That Ends Well
[I, 1]

(stage directions)

1

Enter BERTRAM, the COUNTESS of Rousillon, HELENA,]
and LAFEU, all in black]

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Countess

3

In delivering my son from me, I bury a second husband.

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Bertram

4

And I in going, madam, weep o'er my father's death
anew: but I must attend his majesty's command, to
whom I am now in ward, evermore in subjection.

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Lafeu

7

You shall find of the king a husband, madam; you,
sir, a father: he that so generally is at all times
good must of necessity hold his virtue to you; whose
worthiness would stir it up where it wanted rather
than lack it where there is such abundance.

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Countess

12

What hope is there of his majesty's amendment?

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Lafeu

13

He hath abandoned his physicians, madam; under whose
practises he hath persecuted time with hope, and
finds no other advantage in the process but only the
losing of hope by time.

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Countess

17

This young gentlewoman had a father,—O, that
'had'! how sad a passage 'tis!—whose skill was
almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so
far, would have made nature immortal, and death
should have play for lack of work. Would, for the
king's sake, he were living! I think it would be
the death of the king's disease.

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Lafeu

24

How called you the man you speak of, madam?

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Countess

25

He was famous, sir, in his profession, and it was
his great right to be so: Gerard de Narbon.

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Lafeu

27

He was excellent indeed, madam: the king very
lately spoke of him admiringly and mourningly: he
was skilful enough to have lived still, if knowledge
could be set up against mortality.

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Bertram

31

What is it, my good lord, the king languishes of?

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Lafeu

32

A fistula, my lord.

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Bertram

33

I heard not of it before.

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Lafeu

34

I would it were not notorious. Was this gentlewoman
the daughter of Gerard de Narbon?

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Countess

36

His sole child, my lord, and bequeathed to my
overlooking. I have those hopes of her good that
her education promises; her dispositions she
inherits, which makes fair gifts fairer; for where
an unclean mind carries virtuous qualities, there
commendations go with pity; they are virtues and
traitors too; in her they are the better for their
simpleness; she derives her honesty and achieves her goodness.

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Lafeu

44

Your commendations, madam, get from her tears.

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Countess

45

'Tis the best brine a maiden can season her praise
in. The remembrance of her father never approaches
her heart but the tyranny of her sorrows takes all
livelihood from her cheek. No more of this, Helena;
go to, no more; lest it be rather thought you affect
a sorrow than have it.

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Helena

51

I do affect a sorrow indeed, but I have it too.

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Lafeu

52

Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead,
excessive grief the enemy to the living.

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Countess

54

If the living be enemy to the grief, the excess
makes it soon mortal.