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- $Unique_ID{SSP01171}
- $Title{All's Well That Ends Well: Act V, Scene I}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*01150.txt}
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- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
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- ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL
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- ACT V
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- SCENE I: Marseilles. A street.
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- {Enter HELENA, Widow, and DIANA, with two
- Attendants.}
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- HELENA: But this exceeding posting day and night
- Must wear your spirits low; we cannot help it:
- But since you have made the days and nights as one,
- To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs,
- Be bold you do so grow in my requital
- As nothing can unroot you. In happy time;
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- {Enter a Gentleman.}
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- This man may help me to his majesty's ear,
- If he would spend his power. God save you, sir.
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- Gentleman: And you.
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- HELENA: Sir, I have seen you in the court of France. 10
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- Gentleman: I have been sometimes there.
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- HELENA: I do presume, sir, that you are not fallen
- From the report that goes upon your goodness;
- An therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions,
- Which lay nice manners by, I put you to
- The use of your own virtues, for the which
- I shall continue thankful.
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- Gentleman: What's your will?
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- HELENA: That it will please you
- To give this poor petition to the king,
- And aid me with that store of power you have 20
- To come into his presence.
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- Gentleman: The king's not here.
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- HELENA: Not here, sir!
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- Gentleman: Not, indeed:
- He hence removed last night and with more haste
- Than is his use.
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- Widow: Lord, how we lose our pains!
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- HELENA: ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL yet,
- Though time seem so adverse and means unfit.
- I do beseech you, whither is he gone?
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- Gentleman: Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon;
- Whither I am going.
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- HELENA: I do beseech you, sir,
- Since you are like to see the king before me, 30
- Commend the paper to his gracious hand,
- Which I presume shall render you no blame
- But rather make you thank your pains for it.
- I will come after you with what good speed
- Our means will make us means.
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- Gentleman: This I'll do for you.
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- HELENA: And you shall find yourself to be well thank'd,
- Whate'er falls more. We must to horse again.
- Go, go, provide.
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- [Exeunt.]
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