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• All’s Well That Ends Well: Dramatis PersonÆ.
• Act I.
• Scene I.—: Rousillon. a Room In Thecountess’spalace.
• Scene II.—: Paris. a Room In Theking’spalace.
• Scene III.—: Rousillon. a Room In Thecountess’spalace.
• Act II.
• Scene I.—: Paris. a Room In Theking’spalace.
• Scene II.—: Rousillon. a Room In Thecountess’spalace.
• Scene III.—: Paris. a Room In Theking’spalace.
• Scene IV.—: Same. Another Room In the Palace.
• Scene V.—: Another Room In the Same.
• Act III.
• Scene I.—: Florence. a Room In Theduke’spalace.
• Scene II.—: Rousillon. a Room In Thecountess’spalace.
• Scene III.—: Florence. Before Theduke’spalace.
• Scene IV.—: Rousillon. a Room In Thecountess’spalace.
• Scene V.—: Without the Walls of Florence.
• Scene VI.—: Camp Before Florence.
• Scene VII.—: Florence. a Room In the Widow’s House.
• Act IV.
• Scene I.—: Without the Florentine Camp.
• Scene II.—: Florence. a Room In the Widow’s House.
• Scene III.—: The Florentine Camp.
• Scene IV.—: Florence. a Room In the Widow’s House.
• Scene V.—: Rousillon. a Room In Thecountess’spalace.
• Act V.
• Scene I.—: Marseilles. a Street.
• Scene II.—: Rousillon. the Inner Court of Thecountess’spalace.
• Scene III.—: The Same. a Room In Thecountess’spalace.

Scene I.—

Marseilles. A Street.

EnterHelena, Widow, andDiana,with two Attendants.

Hel.

But this exceeding posting, day and night,

Must wear your spirits low; we cannot help it:

But since you have made the days and nights as one,

To wear your gentle limbs in my affairs,

Be bold you do so grow in my requital

As nothing can unroot you. In happy time;

Enter a gentle Astringer.

This man may help me to his majesty’s ear,

If he would spend his power. God save you, sir.

Gent.

And you.

Hel.

Sir, I have seen you in the court of France.

Gent.

I have been sometimes there.

Hel.

I do presume, sir, that you are not fallen

From the report that goes upon your goodness;

And therefore, goaded with most sharp occasions,

Which lay nice manners by, I put you to

The use of your own virtues, for the which

I shall continue thankful.

Gent.

What’s your will?

Hel.

That it will please you

To give this poor petition to the king,

And aid me with that store of power you have

To come into his presence.

Gent.

The king’s not here.

Hel.

Not here, sir!

Gent.

Not, indeed:

He hence remov’d last night, and with more haste

Than is his use.

Wid.

Lord, how we lose our pains!

Hel.

All’s well that ends well yet,

Though time seems so adverse and means unfit.

I do beseech you, whither is he gone?

Gent.

Marry, as I take it, to Rousillon;

Whither I am going.

Hel.

I do beseech you, sir,

Since you are like to see the king before me,

Commend the paper to his gracious hand;

Which I presume shall render you no blame

But rather make you thank your pains for it.

I will come after you with what good speed

Our means will make us means.

Gent.

This I’ll do for you.

Hel.

And you shall find yourself to be well thank’d,

Whate’er falls more. We must to horse again:

Go, go, provide.

[Exeunt.