All’s Well That Ends Well

1 Enter Clown and Parolles.
2 PAROLLES.
3 Good Monsieur Lavache, give my Lord Lafew this letter; I have ere now,
4 sir, been better known to you, when I have held familiarity with
5 fresher clothes; but I am now, sir, muddied in Fortune’s mood, and
6 smell somewhat strong of her strong displeasure.
7 CLOWN.
8 Truly, Fortune’s displeasure is but sluttish, if it smell so strongly
9 as thou speak’st of. I will henceforth eat no fish of Fortune’s
10 buttering. Pr’ythee, allow the wind.
11 PAROLLES.
12 Nay, you need not to stop your nose, sir. I spake but by a metaphor.
13 CLOWN.
14 Indeed, sir, if your metaphor stink, I will stop my nose, or against
15 any man’s metaphor. Pr’ythee, get thee further.
16 PAROLLES.
17 Pray you, sir, deliver me this paper.
18 CLOWN.
19 Foh, pr’ythee stand away. A paper from Fortune’s close-stool to give to
20 a nobleman! Look here he comes himself.
21 Enter Lafew.
22 Here is a pur of Fortune’s, sir, or of Fortune’s cat, but not a
23 musk-cat, that has fallen into the unclean fishpond of her displeasure,
24 and as he says, is muddied withal. Pray you, sir, use the carp as you
25 may, for he looks like a poor, decayed, ingenious, foolish, rascally
26 knave. I do pity his distress in my similes of comfort, and leave him
27 to your lordship.
28 [_Exit._]
29 PAROLLES.
30 My lord, I am a man whom Fortune hath cruelly scratch’d.
31 LAFEW.
32 And what would you have me to do? ’Tis too late to pare her nails now.
33 Wherein have you played the knave with Fortune that she should scratch
34 you, who of herself is a good lady, and would not have knaves thrive
35 long under her? There’s a quart d’ecu for you. Let the justices make
36 you and Fortune friends; I am for other business.
37 PAROLLES.
38 I beseech your honour to hear me one single word.
39 LAFEW.
40 You beg a single penny more. Come, you shall ha’t; save your word.
41 PAROLLES.
42 My name, my good lord, is Parolles.
43 LAFEW.
44 You beg more than word then. Cox my passion! Give me your hand. How
45 does your drum?
46 PAROLLES.
47 O my good lord, you were the first that found me.
48 LAFEW.
49 Was I, in sooth? And I was the first that lost thee.
50 PAROLLES.
51 It lies in you, my lord, to bring me in some grace, for you did bring
52 me out.
53 LAFEW.
54 Out upon thee, knave! dost thou put upon me at once both the office of
55 God and the devil? One brings thee in grace, and the other brings thee
56 out.
57 [_Trumpets sound._]
58 The king’s coming; I know by his trumpets. Sirrah, inquire further
59 after me. I had talk of you last night; though you are a fool and a
60 knave, you shall eat. Go to; follow.
61 PAROLLES.
62 I praise God for you.
63 [_Exeunt._]