All's Well, That Ends Well
All's Well, That Ends Well BERTRAM. Our interpreter does it well.
FIRST LORD. Excellently.
FIRST SOLDIER. [Reads.] Dian, the Count’s a fool, and full of gold.
PAROLLES. That is not the duke’s letter, sir; that is an advertisement to a proper maid in Florence, one Diana, to take heed of the allurement of one Count Rossillon, a foolish idle boy, but for all that very ruttish. I pray you, sir, put it up again.
FIRST SOLDIER. Nay, I’ll read it first by your favour.
PAROLLES. My meaning in’t, I protest, was very honest in the behalf of the maid; for I knew the young count to be a dangerous and lascivious boy, who is a whale to virginity, and devours up all the fry it finds.
BERTRAM. Damnable both sides rogue!