[Enter MERCADE]
MERCADE God save you, madam!
PRINCESS Welcome, Mercade;
But that thou interrupt'st our merriment.
MERCADE I am sorry, madam; for the news I bring
Is heavy in my tongue. The king your father--
PRINCESS Dead, for my life!
MERCADE Even so; my tale is told.
BIRON Worthies, away! the scene begins to cloud.
DON
ADRIANO DE ARMADO For mine own part, I breathe free breath. I have
seen the day of wrong through the little hole of
discretion, and I will right myself like a soldier.
[Exeunt Worthies]
FERDINAND How fares your majesty?
PRINCESS Boyet, prepare; I will away tonight.
FERDINAND Madam, not so; I do beseech you, stay.
PRINCESS Prepare, I say. I thank you, gracious lords,
For all your fair endeavors; and entreat,
Out of a new-sad soul, that you vouchsafe
In your rich wisdom to excuse or hide
The liberal opposition of our spirits,
If over-boldly we have borne ourselves
In the converse of breath: your gentleness
Was guilty of it. Farewell worthy lord!
A heavy heart bears not a nimble tongue:
Excuse me so, coming too short of thanks
For my great suit so easily obtain'd.
FERDINAND The extreme parts of time extremely forms
All causes to the purpose of his speed,
And often at his very loose decides
That which long process could not arbitrate:
And though the mourning brow of progeny
Forbid the smiling courtesy of love
The holy suit which fain it would convince,
Yet, since love's argument was first on foot,
Let not the cloud of sorrow justle it
From what it purposed; since, to wail friends lost
Is not by much so wholesome-profitable
As to rejoice at friends but newly found.
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