All's Well 4.1 First Lord -

We ambush Parolles

Enter First French Lord, with other Soldiers in ambush

First Lord

He can come no other way but by this hedge-corner. When you sally upon him, speak what terrible language you will:

First Soldier

Good captain, let me be the interpreter.

First Lord

He must think us some band of strangers i' the adversary's entertainment. Now he hath a smack of all neighbouring languages; therefore we must everyone be a man of his own fancy,But couch, ho! here he comes.

PAROLLES

Ten o'clock: within these three hours 'twill be time enough to go home. What shall I say I have done? It must be a very plausive invention that carries it: they begin to smoke me; and disgraces have of late knocked too often at my door. I find my tongue is too foolhardy; but my heart hath the fear of Mars before it.

First Lord

This is the first truth that e'er thine own tongue was guilty of.

PAROLLES

What the devil should move me to undertake the recovery of this drum, I must give myself some hurts, and say I got them in exploit. Yet slight ones will not carry it. And great ones I dare not give.

First Lord

Is it possible he should know what he is, and be that he is?

PAROLLES

I would I had any drum of the enemy's: I would swear I recovered it.

First Lord

You shall hear one anon.

Alarum within

First Lord

Throca movousus, cargo, cargo, cargo.

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PAROLLES

O!

First Soldier

O, pray, pray, pray! Manka revania dulche.

First Lord

Oscorbidulchos volivorco.

First Soldier

Acordo linta.
Come on; thou art granted space.

Exit, with PAROLLES guarded. A short alarum within

First Lord

Go, tell the Count Rousillon,
We have caught the woodcock, and will keep him muffled
Till we do hear from them.