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All's Well That Ends Well, Act 4, Scene 5

William Shakespeare

The story so far

Earlier in the play

Helena has cured the king and married Bertram, who refuses her unless she obtains his ring and bears his child. In Florence, Diana obtains his ring and arranges for Helena to take her place in bed. Bertram believes Helena dead and prepares to return home. Parolles has been exposed.

In the last scene: Act 4, Scene 4

Helena tells the Widow and Diana that she intends to seek the king’s support at Marseilles, where he is reported to be staying. She confirms that she is believed dead and Bertram is returning home. She promises to provide Diana’s dowry and asks for her further help. Their wagon is ready to leave.

SCENE V. Rossillon. A room in the Countess’s palace.

Enter Clown, Countess and Lafew.
LAFEW
No, no, no, your son was misled with a snipt-taffeta fellow there, whose villanous saffron would have made all the unbak’d and doughy youth of a nation in his colour. Your daughter-in-law had been alive at this hour, and your son here at home, more advanc’d by the king than by that red-tail’d humble-bee I speak of.
COUNTESS
I would I had not known him; it was the death of the most virtuous gentlewoman that ever nature had praise for creating. If she had partaken of my flesh and cost me the dearest groans of a mother, I could not have owed her a more rooted love.
LAFEW
’Twas a good lady, ’twas a good lady. We may pick a thousand salads ere we light on such another herb.
CLOWN
Indeed, sir, she was the sweet marjoram of the salad, or, rather, the herb of grace.
LAFEW
They are not herbs, you knave; they are nose-herbs.
CLOWN
I am no great Nebuchadnezzar, sir; I have not much skill in grass.
LAFEW
Whether dost thou profess thyself,—a knave or a fool?
CLOWN
A fool, sir, at a woman’s service, and a knave at a man’s.
LAFEW
Your distinction?
CLOWN
I would cozen the man of his wife, and do his service.
LAFEW
So you were a knave at his service indeed.
CLOWN
And I would give his wife my bauble, sir, to do her service.
LAFEW
I will subscribe for thee; thou art both knave and fool.
CLOWN
At your service.
LAFEW
No, no, no.
CLOWN
Why, sir, if I cannot serve you, I can serve as great a prince as you are.
LAFEW
Who’s that? a Frenchman?
CLOWN
Faith, sir, ’a has an English name; but his phisnomy is more hotter in France than there.
LAFEW
What prince is that?
CLOWN
The black prince, sir; alias the prince of darkness; alias the devil.
LAFEW
Hold thee, there’s my purse. I give thee not this to suggest thee from thy master thou talk’st of; serve him still.
CLOWN
I am a woodland fellow, sir, that always loved a great fire, and the master I speak of ever keeps a good fire. But sure he is the prince of the world; let his nobility remain in’s court. I am for the house with the narrow gate, which I take to be too little for pomp to enter: some that humble themselves may, but the many will be too chill and tender, and they’ll be for the flow’ry way that leads to the broad gate and the great fire.
LAFEW
Go thy ways, I begin to be a-weary of thee; and I tell thee so before, because I would not fall out with thee. Go thy ways; let my horses be well look’d to, without any tricks.
CLOWN
If I put any tricks upon ’em, sir, they shall be jades’ tricks, which are their own right by the law of nature.
Exit.
LAFEW
A shrewd knave, and an unhappy.
COUNTESS
So he is. My lord that’s gone made himself much sport out of him; by his authority he remains here, which he thinks is a patent for his sauciness; and indeed he has no pace, but runs where he will.
LAFEW
I like him well; ’tis not amiss. And I was about to tell you, since I heard of the good lady’s death, and that my lord your son was upon his return home, I moved the king my master to speak in the behalf of my daughter; which, in the minority of them both, his majesty out of a self-gracious remembrance did first propose. His highness hath promis’d me to do it; and, to stop up the displeasure he hath conceived against your son, there is no fitter matter. How does your ladyship like it?
COUNTESS
With very much content, my lord, and I wish it happily effected.
LAFEW
His highness comes post from Marseilles, of as able body as when he number’d thirty; he will be here tomorrow, or I am deceived by him that in such intelligence hath seldom fail’d.
COUNTESS
It rejoices me that I hope I shall see him ere I die. I have letters that my son will be here tonight. I shall beseech your lordship to remain with me till they meet together.
LAFEW
Madam, I was thinking with what manners I might safely be admitted.
COUNTESS
You need but plead your honourable privilege.
LAFEW
Lady, of that I have made a bold charter; but, I thank my God, it holds yet.
Enter Clown.
CLOWN
O madam, yonder’s my lord your son with a patch of velvet on’s face; whether there be a scar under’t or no, the velvet knows; but ’tis a goodly patch of velvet. His left cheek is a cheek of two pile and a half, but his right cheek is worn bare.
LAFEW
A scar nobly got, or a noble scar, is a good livery of honour; so belike is that.
CLOWN
But it is your carbonado’d face.
LAFEW
Let us go see your son, I pray you. I long to talk with the young noble soldier.
CLOWN
Faith, there’s a dozen of ’em, with delicate fine hats, and most courteous feathers, which bow the head and nod at every man.
Exeunt.

Characters

Speaking

  • Lafew19 speeches
  • Clown14 speeches
  • Countess5 speeches

Themes

Questions on this scene

  • Reading

    What does Lafew give the Clown?

Locations

  • RoussillonScene

    The home of Bertram, Count of Roussillon, and his mother, the Countess. Helena grows up in their household; the opening scenes and the final reconciliation take place here. The precise site of the count's house is unspecified.

    Set here · 8 quotes in this scene

Also mentioned

  • Marseilles1 quote in this scene · characters travel here or from here
  • Parischaracters travel here or from here