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To each of you one fair and virtuous mistress [55]
Fall, when love please! Marry, to each but one!
LAFEW
I’d give bay curtal and his furniture
My mouth no more were broken than these boys’,
And writ as little beard.
KING
Peruse them well.
Not one of those but had a noble father. [60]
Helena addresses the Lords.
HELENA
Gentlemen,
Heaven hath through me restored the King to health.
ALL THE LORDS
We understand it, and thank heaven for you.
HELENA
I am a simple maid, and therein wealthiest
That I protest I simply am a maid. [65]
Please it your majesty, I have done already.
The blushes in my cheeks thus whisper me:
‘We blush that thou shouldst choose, but, be refused,
Let the white death sit on thy cheek for ever,
We’ll ne’er come there again.’
KING
Make choice and see, [70]
Who shuns thy love shuns all his love in me.
HELENA
Now, Dian, from thy altar do I fly,
And to imperial Love, that god most high,
Do my sighs stream. (To First Lord) Sir, will you hear my suit?
