Be thou blessed, Bertram

Countess 
Be thou blessed, Bertram, and succeed thy father
In manners as in shape. Thy blood and virtue
Contend for empire in thee, and thy goodness
Share with thy birthright.

Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to none

Love all, trust a few,
Do wrong to noneIsocolon. Be able for thine enemy
Rather in power than use, and keep thy friend
Under thy own life's key. Be check'd for silence,
But never tax'd for speechAlliosis. What heaven more will,
That thee may furnish and my prayers pluck down,
Fall on thy head. To Lafew.  Farewell, my lord.
’Tis an unseasoned courtier. Good my lord,
Advise him.
Lafew
He cannot want the best that shall
Attend his love.
Countess 
Heaven bless him.—Farewell, Bertram.
Bertram
The best wishes that can be forged in your
thoughts be servants to you. Countess exits.