[29] _Write, write_] F1 F3 F4. _Write and write_ F2. _Write, oh, write_ Hanmer. [33] _he do_] _do he_ Rowe (ed. 2). _does he_ Hanmer. [39] _I have_] _I've_ Pope. _skill in sense_] _skill or sense_ Collier (Collier MS.). [42] _and_] _but_ Hanmer. SCENE V. _Florence. Without the walls. A tucket afar off._ _Enter an old_ Widow _of Florence_, DIANA, VIOLENTA, and MARIANA, _with other_ Citizens. _Wid._ Nay, come; for if they do approach the city, we shall lose all the sight. _Dia._ They say the French count has done most honourable service. _Wid._ It is reported that he has taken their greatest 5 commander; and that with his own hand he slew the Duke's brother. [_Tucket._] We have lost our labour; they are gone a contrary way: hark! you may know by their trumpets. _Mar._ Come, let's return again, and suffice ourselves with the report of it. Well, Diana, take heed of this French 10 earl: the honour of a maid is her name; and no legacy is so rich as honesty. _Wid._ I have told my neighbour how you have been solicited by a gentleman his companion. _Mar._ I know that knave; hang him! one Parolles: a 15 filthy officer he is in those suggestions for the young earl. Beware of them, Diana; their promises, enticements, oaths, tokens, and all these engines of lust, are not the things they go under: many a maid hath been seduced by them; and the misery is, example, that so terrible shows in the wreck 20 of maidenhood, cannot for all that dissuade succession, but that they are limed with the twigs that threaten them. I hope I need not to advise you further; but I hope your own grace will keep you where you are, though there were no further danger known but the modesty which is so lost. 25 _Dia._ You shall not need to fear me. _Wid._ I hope so. _Enter_ HELENA, _disguised like a Pilgrim._ Look, here comes a pilgrim: I know she will lie at my house; thither they send one another: I'll question her. God save you, pilgrim! whither are you bound? 30 _Hel._ To Saint Jaques le Grand. Where do the palmers lodge, I do beseech you? _Wid._ At the Saint Francis here beside the port. _Hel._ Is this the way? _Wid._ Ay, marry, is't. [_A march afar._] Hark you! they come this way. 35 If you will tarry, holy pilgrim, But till the troops come by, I will conduct you where you shall be lodged; The rather, for I think I know your hostess As ample as myself. _Hel._ Is it yourself? 40 _Wid._ If you shall please so, pilgrim. _Hel._ I thank you, and will stay upon your leisure. _Wid._ You came, I think, from France? _Hel._ I did so.