KING. Good fortune and the favour of the king Smile upon this contract; whose ceremony Shall seem expedient on the now-born brief, And be perform’d tonight. The solemn feast Shall more attend upon the coming space, Expecting absent friends. As thou lov’st her, Thy love’s to me religious; else, does err.

[Exeunt King, Bertram, Helena, Lords, and Attendants.]

LAFEW. Do you hear, monsieur? A word with you.

PAROLLES. Your pleasure, sir.

LAFEW. Your lord and master did well to make his recantation.

PAROLLES. Recantation! My lord! My master!

LAFEW. Ay. Is it not a language I speak?

PAROLLES. A most harsh one, and not to be understood without bloody succeeding. My master!

LAFEW. Are you companion to the Count Rossillon?

PAROLLES. To any count; to all counts; to what is man.

LAFEW. To what is count’s man: count’s master is of another style.

PAROLLES. You are too old, sir; let it satisfy you, you are too old.

LAFEW. I must tell thee, sirrah, I write man; to which title age cannot bring thee.

PAROLLES. What I dare too well do, I dare not do.

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