Yet who
would have suspected an ambush where I was taken?
First Soldier There is no remedy, sir, but you must die: the
general says, you that have so traitorously
discovered the secrets of your army and made such
pestiferous reports of men very nobly held, can
serve the world for no honest use; therefore you
must die. Come, headsman, off with his head.
PAROLLES O Lord, sir, let me live, or let me see my death!
First Lord That shall you, and take your leave of all your friends.
[Unblinding him]
So, look about you: know you any here?
BERTRAM Good morrow, noble captain.
Second Lord God bless you, Captain Parolles.
First Lord God save you, noble captain.
Second Lord Captain, what greeting will you to my Lord Lafeu?
I am for France.
First Lord Good captain, will you give me a copy of the sonnet
you writ to Diana in behalf of the Count Rousillon?
an I were not a very coward, I'ld compel it of you:
but fare you well.
[Exeunt BERTRAM and Lords]
First Soldier You are undone, captain, all but your scarf; that
has a knot on't yet
PAROLLES Who cannot be crushed with a plot?
First Soldier If you could find out a country where but women were
that had received so much shame, you might begin an
impudent nation.
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