All's Well, That Ends Well
All's Well, That Ends Well CLOWN. In Isbel’s case and mine own. Service is no heritage, and I think I shall never have the blessing of God till I have issue of my body; for they say barnes are blessings.
COUNTESS. Tell me thy reason why thou wilt marry.
CLOWN. My poor body, madam, requires it; I am driven on by the flesh, and he must needs go that the devil drives.
COUNTESS. Is this all your worship’s reason?
CLOWN. Faith, madam, I have other holy reasons, such as they are.
COUNTESS. May the world know them?
CLOWN. I have been, madam, a wicked creature, as you and all flesh and blood are; and indeed I do marry that I may repent.
COUNTESS. Thy marriage, sooner than thy wickedness.
CLOWN. I am out of friends, madam, and I hope to have friends for my wife’s sake.
COUNTESS. Such friends are thine enemies, knave.