{"id":357,"date":"2012-01-29T23:02:51","date_gmt":"2012-01-30T04:02:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wordpress.stateofshakespeare.com\/?page_id=357"},"modified":"2013-07-16T12:05:24","modified_gmt":"2013-07-16T16:05:24","slug":"alls-well-that-ends-well-act-i-scene-iii","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/?page_id=357","title":{"rendered":"All&#8217;s Well That Ends Well: Act I, Scene iii"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>All\u2019s Well That Ends Well.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Act 1, Scene 3.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Helena<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>(This text is featured in our <a title=\"Ellen Adair\" href=\"http:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/?p=315\" target=\"_blank\">interview with Ellen Adair<\/a>)<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"Scansion: All\u2019s Well That Ends Well  Act I, Scene iii\" href=\"http:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/?page_id=532\" target=\"_blank\">Click here<\/a> to open a scanned version.<\/p>\n<p>1.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Then, I confess,<br \/>\n2.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Here on my knee, before high heaven and you,<br \/>\n3.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 That before you, and next unto high heaven,<br \/>\n4.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I love your son.<br \/>\n5.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 My friends were poor, but honest; so&#8217;s my love:<br \/>\n6.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Be not offended; for it hurts not him<br \/>\n7.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 That he is loved of me: I follow him not<br \/>\n8.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 By any token of presumptuous suit;<br \/>\n9.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Nor would I have him till I do deserve him;<br \/>\n10.\u00a0\u00a0Yet never know how that desert should be.<br \/>\n11.\u00a0\u00a0 I know I love in vain, strive against hope;<br \/>\n12.\u00a0\u00a0Yet in this captious and intenible sieve<br \/>\n13.\u00a0\u00a0 I still pour in the waters of my love<br \/>\n14.\u00a0\u00a0And lack not to lose still: thus, Indian-like,<br \/>\n15.\u00a0\u00a0 Religious in mine error, I adore<br \/>\n16.\u00a0\u00a0The sun, that looks upon his worshipper,<br \/>\n17.\u00a0\u00a0 But knows of him no more. My dearest madam,<br \/>\n18.\u00a0\u00a0 Let not your hate encounter with my love<br \/>\n19.\u00a0\u00a0 For loving where you do: but if yourself,<br \/>\n20.\u00a0\u00a0Whose aged honour cites a virtuous youth,<br \/>\n21.\u00a0\u00a0 Did ever in so true a flame of liking<br \/>\n22.\u00a0\u00a0 Wish chastely and love dearly, that your Dian<br \/>\n23.\u00a0\u00a0 Was both herself and love: O, then, give pity<br \/>\n24.\u00a0\u00a0 To her, whose state is such that cannot choose<br \/>\n25.\u00a0\u00a0 But lend and give where she is sure to lose;<br \/>\n26.\u00a0\u00a0 That seeks not to find that her search implies,<br \/>\n27.\u00a0\u00a0 But riddle-like lives sweetly where she dies!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>All\u2019s Well That Ends Well.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Act 1, Scene 3.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Helena (This text is featured in our interview with Ellen Adair) Click here to open a scanned version. 1.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Then, I confess, 2.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Here on my knee, before high heaven and you, 3.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 That before you, and next unto high heaven, 4.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I love your son.<\/p>\n <a href='https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/?page_id=357' class='excerpt-more-append'>[...]<\/a>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-357","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","post-seq-1","post-parity-odd","meta-position-line-bottom","fix"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P2Frfq-5L","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/357","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=357"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/357\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2744,"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/357\/revisions\/2744"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stateofshakespeare.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=357"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}