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All's Well That Ends Well

Act IV, Scene 4

Florence. The Widow's house.
 
[Enter HELENA, Widow, and DIANA]
 
HELENA
            ,          ,         ,      2      ,       ,
      That you | may well | perceive | I have not | wronged you,
       ,             ,        ,         ,          ,
      One of | the great|est in | the Chris|tian world
             ,        ,              ,      ,           ,      2->
      Shall be | my sure|ty: for / whose throne |'tis need||ful
          ,             ,    ,        ,          ,
      Ere I | can per/fect mine | intents,| to kneel.
        T   T   T    ,         2    ,      ,
      Time was, I | did him | a desired | office
            ,       ,         ,            ,     ,
      Dear^al|most as | his life,| which^grat|itude
                 ,      ,         ,               ,    ,
      Through* flint|y Tar|tar's bos|om would / peep forth,
           ,         ,        ,     ,        ,
      And ans|wer thanks.| I du|ly am | informed,
            ,         ,         ,       T   T     T
      His grace | is at | Marseilles,| to which place
       ,     2     ,         T  T    T           ,
      We have con|venient | convoy: You | must know
      ,           ,       ,          ,       ,
      I am | supposed | dead, the | army | breaking,
          ,         ,          ,             x      ,
      My hus|band hies | him home,| where heaven | aiding,
           ,         ,               ,    ,          ,
      And by | the leave | of my / good lord | the king,
             ,       ,         ,
      We'll be | before | our wel|come.
 
WIDOW
                                          x      ,
                                       Gentle | madam,
           ,      ,       ,              ,     ,
      You nev|er had | a serv|ant to / whose trust
            ,       2      ,     ,
      Your bus|iness was more | welcome.
 
HELENA
                                          ,          ,
                                         Nor your | mistress
       ,  2       ,                ,            ,       ,
      Ever a | friend, whose | thoughts more*| truly | labor
          ,      ,            ,           ,           x
      To rec|ompense | your love:| doubt^not | but^heaven
              ,          ,       ,           ,          x
      Hath brought | me up | to be | your daught|er's dower,
       ,   2        ,       ,        ,       ,
      As it hath | fated | her to | be my | motive
            ,       x     ,         .  T    T     T
      And help|er to a | husband.| But^O strange men,
                   ,    ,      T    T   .   T           ,
      That can / such sweet | use make of what | they hate,
            ,       ,        ,        ,           ,
      When sau|cy trust|ing of | the coz|ened thoughts
          ,           ,       ,          ,           ,
      Defiles | the pitch|y night,| so lust | doth^play
             ,          ,            ,           ,     ,
      With what | it loathes,| for that | which is | away,
            ,         ,         ,       ,      ,    ->
      But more | of this | hereaft|er: You | Dia||na,
       ,    2     ,        ,          ,            x
      und|er my poor | instruc|tions yet | must suffer
        ,      2      ,      ,
      Something in | my be|half.
 
DIANA
                                        ,          ,  2
                                 Let^|death and | honesty*
       ,              ,    ,        ,        ,
      Go with | your im|posi|tions, I | am yours
        ,           ,          x
      Upon | your will | to suffer.
 
HELENA
                                     ,        ,
                                    Yet I | pray you:
            ,          ,          ,           ,           x
      But with | the word | the time | will bring | on summer,
            ,        ,             ,          ,          ,
      When bri|ers shall | have leaves | as well | as thorns,
           ,        ,          ,          ,      ,
      And be | as sweet | as sharp:| We must | away,
           ,      ,        ,           ,           x
      Our wag|on is | prepared,| and time | revives us,
       __      __           ,     __      ,           ,           ___    oo
      All's | well | that ends | well,| still the | fine's the | crown;|
       __  ___          ,     oo      ,        ,        ,    oo
      What|ere | the course,|    the end | is the | renown.|     (oct with prev)
 
[Exeunt]

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