Page 874 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3

SECOND LORD

I am heartily sorry that he’ll be glad of this.

FIRST LORD
How mightily sometimes we make us comforts of our losses!

SECOND LORD
And how mightily some other times we [65] drown our gain in tears! The
great dignity that his valour hath here acquired for him shall at home be

encountered with a shame as ample.

FIRST LORD

The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together. Our virtues
would be proud if our [70] faults whipped them not, and our crimes would
despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Enter a Messenger.

How now? Where’s your master?

MESSENGER

He met the Duke in the street, sir, of whom he hath taken a solemn leave:
his lordship will next morning [75] for France. The Duke hath offered him
letters of commendations to the King.

SECOND LORD
They shall be no more than needful there, if they were more than they can

commend.

Enter Bertram.

FIRST LORD
They cannot be too sweet for the King’s tartness. [80] Here’s his lordship
now. How now, my lord? Is’t not after midnight?

BERTRAM
I have tonight dispatched sixteen businesses a month’s length apiece. By an

abstract of success: I have congied with the Duke, done my adieu with his
nearest, [85] buried a wife, mourned for her, writ to my lady mother I am