[173] _you have_] _you've_ Pope. [175] _thine_] F1. _mine_ F2 F3 F4. [176] _truly_] _true_ Hanmer. [180] _disclose_] F3 F4. _disclose:_ F1 F2. [184] _heaven_] F1. _heavens_ F2 F3 F4. [184, 185] _That ... son_] As in Pope. Printed as one line in Ff. [193] _captious_] _carious_ Johnson conj. _cap'cious_ Farmer conj. _copious_ Jackson conj. _intenible_] _intemible_ F1. _inteemible_ Nicholson conj. [194] _waters_] _water_ Rowe. [195] _lose_] F4. _loose_ F1 F2 F3. _love_ Tyrwhitt conj. [202] _liking_] F1. _living_ F2. _loving_ F3 F4. [203] _Wish ... dearly_] _Love dearly and wish chastely_ Malone conj. [205] _that_] _she_ Hanmer. [207] _her_] F1. om. F2 F3 F4. _which_ Rowe. [210] _tell true_] om. Steevens conj. [211] _tell truth_] F1. _tell true_ F2 F3 F4. _tell you true_ Capell (corrected in note). [214] _manifest_] _manifold_ Collier (Long MS.). [220] _languishings_ Ff. _languishes_ Reed (1803). [226] _Haply_] Pope. _Happily_ Ff. [229] _that they cannot help him_] _that he can't be help'd_ Hanmer. _that they cannot help_ Capell conj. _that they cannot heal him_ S. Walker conj. [230] _cannot help_] _can't help him_ Capell conj. _cannot cure_ Bailey conj. [233] _in't_] _hints_ Hanmer (Warburton). [237] _By the_] _Byth'_ F1 F2 F3. _By th'_ F4. [238] _to try_] F1. _to_ F2 F3 F4. _for the_ Rowe. [239] _The_] _This_ Hanmer. _on his_] _on's_ S. Walker conj. [240] _and_] _an_ F1. [243] _attendants_] _attendance_ S. Walker conj. [245] _into_] F1 F2. _unto_ F3 F4. _upon_ Hanmer. [246] _Be gone_] F3 F4. _Begon_ F1 F2. ACT II. SCENE I. _Paris._ _The_ KING'S _palace_. _Flourish of cornets. Enter the_ KING, _attended with divers young_ Lords _taking leave for the Florentine war_; BERTRAM, _and_ PAROLLES. _King._ Farewell, young lords; these warlike principles Do not throw from you: and you, my lords, farewell: Share the advice betwixt you; if both gain, all The gift doth stretch itself as 'tis received, And is enough for both. _First Lord._ 'Tis our hope, sir, 5 After well-enter'd soldiers, to return And find your Grace in health. _King._ No, no, it cannot be; and yet my heart Will not confess he owes the malady That doth my life besiege. Farewell, young lords; 10 Whether I live or die, be you the sons Of worthy Frenchmen: let higher Italy,-- Those bated that inherit but the fall Of the last monarchy,--see that you come Not to woo honour, but to wed it; when 15 The bravest questant shrinks, find what you seek, That fame may cry you loud: I say, farewell. _Sec. Lord._ Health, at your bidding, serve your majesty! _King._ Those girls of Italy, take heed of them: They say, our French lack language to deny, 20 If they demand: beware of being captives, Before you serve.