[By the] luckiest stars in heaven: and, would your honour
But give me leave [to try] success, I'd venture
[The] well-lost life of mine [on his] Grace's cure
By such a day [and] hour.
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Count. Dost them believe't?
Hel. Ay, madam, knowingly.
Count. Why, Helen, thou shalt have my leave and love,
Means and [attendants] and my loving greetings
To those of mine in court: I'll stay at home