All's Well, That Ends Well
All's Well, That Ends Well LAFEW. I did think thee, for two ordinaries, to be a pretty wise fellow; thou didst make tolerable vent of thy travel; it might pass. Yet the scarfs and the bannerets about thee did manifoldly dissuade me from believing thee a vessel of too great a burden. I have now found thee; when I lose thee again I care not. Yet art thou good for nothing but taking up, and that thou art scarce worth.
PAROLLES. Hadst thou not the privilege of antiquity upon thee—
LAFEW. Do not plunge thyself too far in anger, lest thou hasten thy trial; which if—Lord have mercy on thee for a hen! So, my good window of lattice, fare thee well; thy casement I need not open, for I look through thee. Give me thy hand.
PAROLLES. My lord, you give me most egregious indignity.
LAFEW. Ay, with all my heart; and thou art worthy of it.
PAROLLES. I have not, my lord, deserv’d it.
LAFEW. Yes, good faith, every dram of it; and I will not bate thee a scruple.
PAROLLES. Well, I shall be wiser.