第 14 节
作者:上网找工作      更新:2021-02-21 13:17      字数:9322
  hereafter。 But shall we have this dialogue between the Fool and the Soldier?
  Come; bring forth this counterfeit module has deceiv'd me like a double…
  meaning       prophesier。     SECOND        LORD。       Bring    him    forth。   'Exeunt
  SOLDIERS' Has sat i' th' stocks all night; poor gallant knave。 BERTRAM。
  No matter; his heels have deserv'd it; in usurping his spurs so long。 How
  does he carry himself? SECOND LORD。 I have told your lordship already
  the stocks carry
  him。 But to answer you as you would be understood: he weeps like a
  wench that had shed her milk; he hath confess'd himself to Morgan; whom
  he supposes to be a friar; from the time of his remembrance to this very
  instant   disaster   of   his   setting   i'   th'   stocks。  And   what   think   you   he   hath
  confess'd?     BERTRAM。   Nothing   of   me;         has   'a?  SECOND   LORD。         His
  confession is taken; and it shall be read to his face; if your lordship be in't;
  as I believe you are; you must have the patience to hear it。
  Enter PAROLLES guarded; and FIRST SOLDIER as interpreter
  BERTRAM。 A plague upon him! muffled! He can say nothing of me。
  SECOND   LORD。   Hush;   hush!   Hoodman   comes。   Portotartarossa。   FIRST
  SOLDIER。   He   calls   for   the   tortures。   What   will   you   say   without   'em?
  PAROLLES。 I will confess what I know without constraint; if ye pinch me
  like   a   pasty;   I   can   say   no   more。   FIRST   SOLDIER。   Bosko   chimurcho。
  SECOND LORD。 Boblibindo chicurmurco。 FIRST SOLDIER。 You are a
  merciful general。 Our General bids you answer to what I shall ask you out
  of   a   note。   PAROLLES。 And   truly;   as   I   hope   to   live。   FIRST   SOLDIER。
  'First demand of him how many horse the Duke is strong。' What say you to
  that? PAROLLES。 Five or six thousand; but very weak and unserviceable。
  The troops are all scattered; and the commanders very poor rogues; upon
  my reputation and credit; and as I hope to live。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Shall I
  set down your answer so? PAROLLES。 Do; I'll take the sacrament on 't;
  how and which way you will。 BERTRAM。 All's one to him。 What a past…
  saving   slave   is   this!   SECOND   LORD。   Y'are   deceiv'd;   my   lord;   this   is
  Monsieur Parolles; the gallant militarist…that was his own phrase…that had
  the whole theoric of war in the knot of his scarf; and the practice in the
  chape   of   his   dagger。   FIRST   LORD。   I   will   never   trust   a   man   again   for
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  keeping   his   sword   clean;   nor   believe   he   can   have   everything   in   him   by
  wearing      his  apparel   neatly。   FIRST     SOLDIER。       Well;    that's  set  down。
  PAROLLES。          'Five  or   six  thousand     horse'   I  said…I  will   say   true…  'or
  thereabouts' set down; for I'll speak truth。 SECOND LORD。 He's very near
  the truth in this。 BERTRAM。 But I con him no thanks for't in the nature he
  delivers it。 PAROLLES。 'Poor rogues' I pray you say。 FIRST SOLDIER。
  Well;   that's   set   down。   PAROLLES。   I   humbly   thank   you;   sir。 A  truth's   a
  truth…the rogues are marvellous poor。 FIRST SOLDIER。 'Demand of him
  of what strength they are a…foot。' What say you to that? PAROLLES。 By
  my troth; sir; if I were to live this present hour; I will tell true。 Let me see:
  Spurio;   a   hundred   and   fifty;   Sebastian;   so   many;   Corambus;   so   many;
  Jaques;   so   many;   Guiltian;   Cosmo;   Lodowick;   and   Gratii;   two   hundred
  fifty each; mine own company; Chitopher; Vaumond; Bentii; two hundred
  fifty each; so that the muster…file; rotten and sound; upon my life; amounts
  not   to   fifteen   thousand   poll;   half   of   the   which   dare   not   shake   the   snow
  from off their cassocks lest they shake themselves to pieces。 BERTRAM。
  What shall be done to him? SECOND LORD。 Nothing; but let him have
  thanks。   Demand   of   him   my   condition;   and   what   credit   I   have   with   the
  Duke。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Well; that's set down。 'You shall demand of him
  whether     one   Captain     Dumain     be  i'  th'  camp;   a  Frenchman;      what    his
  reputation is with the Duke; what his valour; honesty; expertness in wars;
  or whether he thinks it were not possible; with well…weighing sums of gold;
  to corrupt him to a revolt。' What say you to this? What do you know of it?
  PAROLLES。          I  beseech    you;   let  me   answer     to  the   particular   of   the
  inter'gatories。 Demand them singly。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Do you know this
  Captain Dumain? PAROLLES。 I know him: 'a was a botcher's prentice in
  Paris; from whence he was whipt for getting the shrieve's fool with child…a
  dumb   innocent   that   could   not   say   him   nay。   BERTRAM。   Nay;   by   your
  leave; hold your hands; though I know his brains are forfeit to the next tile
  that falls。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Well; is this captain in the Duke of Florence's
  camp?   PAROLLES。   Upon   my   knowledge;   he   is;   and   lousy。   SECOND
  LORD。 Nay; look not so upon me; we shall hear of your lordship anon。
  FIRST   SOLDIER。   What   is   his   reputation   with   the   Duke?   PAROLLES。
  The Duke knows him for no other but a poor officer of mine; and writ to
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  me this other day to turn him out o' th' band。 I think I have his letter in my
  pocket。     FIRST    SOLDIER。        Marry;   we'll   search。   PAROLLES。        In   good
  sadness; I do not know; either it is there or it is upon a file with the Duke's
  other letters in my tent。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Here 'tis; here's a paper。 Shall I
  read it to you? PAROLLES。 I do not know if it be it or no。 BERTRAM。
  Our     interpreter    does   it  well。   SECOND        LORD。      Excellently。     FIRST
  SOLDIER。         'Reads'     'Dian;   the   Count's     a  fool;   and    full  of   gold。'
  PAROLLES。 That is not the Duke's letter; sir; that is an advertisement to a
  proper maid in Florence; one Diana; to take heed of the allurement of one
  Count Rousillon; a foolish idle boy; but for all that very ruttish。 I pray you;
  sir; put it up again。 FIRST SOLDIER。 Nay; I'll read it first by your favour。
  PAROLLES。 My meaning in't; I protest; was very honest in the behalf of
  the  maid;   for  I knew  the  young   Count to   be   a dangerous   and   lascivious
  boy;   who   is   a   whale   to   virginity;   and   devours   up   all   the   fry   it   finds。
  BERTRAM。          Damnable       both…sides    rogue!    FIRST     SOLDIER。       'Reads'
  'When he swears oaths; bid him drop gold; and take it; After he scores; he
  never pays the score。 Half won is match well made; match; and well make
  it; He ne'er pays after…debts; take it before。 And say a soldier; Dian; told
  thee this: Men are to mell with; boys are not to kiss; For count of this; the
  Count's a fool; I know it; Who pays before; but not when he does owe it。
  Thine; as he vow'd to thee in thine ear; PAROLLES。' BERTRAM。 He shall
  be whipt through the army with this rhyme in's forehead。 FIRST LORD。
  This is your devoted friend; sir; the manifold linguist; and the amnipotent
  soldier。   BERTRAM。   I   could   endure   anything   before   but   a   cat;   and   now
  he's a cat to me。 FIRST SOLDIER。 I perceive; sir; by our General's looks
  we shall be fain to hang you。 PAROLLES。 My life; sir; in any case! Not
  that I am afraid to die; but that; my offences being many; I would repent
  out the remainder of nature。 Let me live; sir; in a dungeon; i' th' stocks; or
  anywhere; so I may live。 FIRST SOLDIER。 We'll see what may be done;
  so you confess freely; therefore; once more to this Captain Dumain: you
  have answer'd to his reputation with the Duke; and to his valour; what is
  his honesty? PAROLLES。 He will steal; sir; an egg out of a cloister; for
  rapes   and   ravishments   he   parallels   Nessus。   He   professes   not   keeping   of
  oaths; in breaking 'em he is stronger than Hercules。 He will lie; sir; with
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  such volubility that you would think truth were a fool。 Drunkenness is his
  best virtue; for he will be swine…drunk; and in his sleep he does little harm;
  save   to   his   bedclothes   about   him;   but   they   know  his   conditions   and   lay
  him   in   straw。   I   have   but   little   more   to   say;   sir;   of   his   honesty。   He   has
  everything      that  an  honest    man    should   not   have;   what   an   honest   man
  should have he has nothing。 SECOND LORD。 I begin to love him for this。
  BERTRAM。 For this description of thine honesty? A pox upon him! For
  me;   he's   more   and   more   a   cat。   FIRST   SOLDIER。   What   say   you   to   his