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<TITLE>Love's Labor's Lost</TITLE>
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<PERSONAE>
<TITLE>Dramatis Personae</TITLE>
<PERSONA>FERDINAND, king of Navarre.</PERSONA>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>BIRON</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LONGAVILLE</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUMAIN</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>lords attending on the King.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>BOYET</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>MERCADE</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>lords attending on the Princess of France.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PERSONA>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO, a fantastical Spaniard.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR NATHANIEL, a curate.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>HOLOFERNES, a schoolmaster.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DULL, a constable.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>COSTARD, a clown.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>MOTH, page to Armado.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>A Forester.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>The PRINCESS of France.</PERSONA>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>ROSALINE</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>MARIA</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>KATHARINE</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>ladies attending on the Princess.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PERSONA>JAQUENETTA, a country wench.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Lords, Attendants, &amp;c.</PERSONA>
</PERSONAE>
<SCNDESCR>SCENE Navarre.</SCNDESCR>
<PLAYSUBT>LOVE'S LABOURS LOST</PLAYSUBT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT I</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. The king of Navarre's park.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter FERDINAND king of Navarre, BIRON, LONGAVILLE
and DUMAIN</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,</LINE>
<LINE>Live register'd upon our brazen tombs</LINE>
<LINE>And then grace us in the disgrace of death;</LINE>
<LINE>When, spite of cormorant devouring Time,</LINE>
<LINE>The endeavor of this present breath may buy</LINE>
<LINE>That honour which shall bate his scythe's keen edge</LINE>
<LINE>And make us heirs of all eternity.</LINE>
<LINE>Therefore, brave conquerors,--for so you are,</LINE>
<LINE>That war against your own affections</LINE>
<LINE>And the huge army of the world's desires,--</LINE>
<LINE>Our late edict shall strongly stand in force:</LINE>
<LINE>Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;</LINE>
<LINE>Our court shall be a little Academe,</LINE>
<LINE>Still and contemplative in living art.</LINE>
<LINE>You three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville,</LINE>
<LINE>Have sworn for three years' term to live with me</LINE>
<LINE>My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes</LINE>
<LINE>That are recorded in this schedule here:</LINE>
<LINE>Your oaths are pass'd; and now subscribe your names,</LINE>
<LINE>That his own hand may strike his honour down</LINE>
<LINE>That violates the smallest branch herein:</LINE>
<LINE>If you are arm'd to do as sworn to do,</LINE>
<LINE>Subscribe to your deep oaths, and keep it too.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am resolved; 'tis but a three years' fast:</LINE>
<LINE>The mind shall banquet, though the body pine:</LINE>
<LINE>Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits</LINE>
<LINE>Make rich the ribs, but bankrupt quite the wits.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My loving lord, Dumain is mortified:</LINE>
<LINE>The grosser manner of these world's delights</LINE>
<LINE>He throws upon the gross world's baser slaves:</LINE>
<LINE>To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die;</LINE>
<LINE>With all these living in philosophy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I can but say their protestation over;</LINE>
<LINE>So much, dear liege, I have already sworn,</LINE>
<LINE>That is, to live and study here three years.</LINE>
<LINE>But there are other strict observances;</LINE>
<LINE>As, not to see a woman in that term,</LINE>
<LINE>Which I hope well is not enrolled there;</LINE>
<LINE>And one day in a week to touch no food</LINE>
<LINE>And but one meal on every day beside,</LINE>
<LINE>The which I hope is not enrolled there;</LINE>
<LINE>And then, to sleep but three hours in the night,</LINE>
<LINE>And not be seen to wink of all the day--</LINE>
<LINE>When I was wont to think no harm all night</LINE>
<LINE>And make a dark night too of half the day--</LINE>
<LINE>Which I hope well is not enrolled there:</LINE>
<LINE>O, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep,</LINE>
<LINE>Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let me say no, my liege, an if you please:</LINE>
<LINE>I only swore to study with your grace</LINE>
<LINE>And stay here in your court for three years' space.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You swore to that, Biron, and to the rest.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By yea and nay, sir, then I swore in jest.</LINE>
<LINE>What is the end of study? let me know.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, that to know, which else we should not know.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from common sense?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, that is study's godlike recompense.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Come on, then; I will swear to study so,</LINE>
<LINE>To know the thing I am forbid to know:</LINE>
<LINE>As thus,--to study where I well may dine,</LINE>
<LINE>When I to feast expressly am forbid;</LINE>
<LINE>Or study where to meet some mistress fine,</LINE>
<LINE>When mistresses from common sense are hid;</LINE>
<LINE>Or, having sworn too hard a keeping oath,</LINE>
<LINE>Study to break it and not break my troth.</LINE>
<LINE>If study's gain be thus and this be so,</LINE>
<LINE>Study knows that which yet it doth not know:</LINE>
<LINE>Swear me to this, and I will ne'er say no.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>These be the stops that hinder study quite</LINE>
<LINE>And train our intellects to vain delight.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain,</LINE>
<LINE>Which with pain purchased doth inherit pain:</LINE>
<LINE>As, painfully to pore upon a book</LINE>
<LINE>To seek the light of truth; while truth the while</LINE>
<LINE>Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look:</LINE>
<LINE>Light seeking light doth light of light beguile:</LINE>
<LINE>So, ere you find where light in darkness lies,</LINE>
<LINE>Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.</LINE>
<LINE>Study me how to please the eye indeed</LINE>
<LINE>By fixing it upon a fairer eye,</LINE>
<LINE>Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed</LINE>
<LINE>And give him light that it was blinded by.</LINE>
<LINE>Study is like the heaven's glorious sun</LINE>
<LINE>That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks:</LINE>
<LINE>Small have continual plodders ever won</LINE>
<LINE>Save base authority from others' books</LINE>
<LINE>These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights</LINE>
<LINE>That give a name to every fixed star</LINE>
<LINE>Have no more profit of their shining nights</LINE>
<LINE>Than those that walk and wot not what they are.</LINE>
<LINE>Too much to know is to know nought but fame;</LINE>
<LINE>And every godfather can give a name.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How well he's read, to reason against reading!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Proceeded well, to stop all good proceeding!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He weeds the corn and still lets grow the weeding.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The spring is near when green geese are a-breeding.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How follows that?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fit in his place and time.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In reason nothing.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Something then in rhyme.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Biron is like an envious sneaping frost,</LINE>
<LINE>That bites the first-born infants of the spring.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, say I am; why should proud summer boast</LINE>
<LINE>Before the birds have any cause to sing?</LINE>
<LINE>Why should I joy in any abortive birth?</LINE>
<LINE>At Christmas I no more desire a rose</LINE>
<LINE>Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;</LINE>
<LINE>But like of each thing that in season grows.</LINE>
<LINE>So you, to study now it is too late,</LINE>
<LINE>Climb o'er the house to unlock the little gate.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, sit you out: go home, Biron: adieu.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, my good lord; I have sworn to stay with you:</LINE>
<LINE>And though I have for barbarism spoke more</LINE>
<LINE>Than for that angel knowledge you can say,</LINE>
<LINE>Yet confident I'll keep what I have swore</LINE>
<LINE>And bide the penance of each three years' day.</LINE>
<LINE>Give me the paper; let me read the same;</LINE>
<LINE>And to the strict'st decrees I'll write my name.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How well this yielding rescues thee from shame!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'Item, That no woman shall come within a</LINE>
<LINE>mile of my court:' Hath this been proclaimed?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Four days ago.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let's see the penalty.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>'On pain of losing her tongue.' Who devised this penalty?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Marry, that did I.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sweet lord, and why?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To fright them hence with that dread penalty.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A dangerous law against gentility!</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>'Item, If any man be seen to talk with a woman</LINE>
<LINE>within the term of three years, he shall endure such</LINE>
<LINE>public shame as the rest of the court can possibly devise.'</LINE>
<LINE>This article, my liege, yourself must break;</LINE>
<LINE>For well you know here comes in embassy</LINE>
<LINE>The French king's daughter with yourself to speak--</LINE>
<LINE>A maid of grace and complete majesty--</LINE>
<LINE>About surrender up of Aquitaine</LINE>
<LINE>To her decrepit, sick and bedrid father:</LINE>
<LINE>Therefore this article is made in vain,</LINE>
<LINE>Or vainly comes the admired princess hither.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What say you, lords? Why, this was quite forgot.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So study evermore is overshot:</LINE>
<LINE>While it doth study to have what it would</LINE>
<LINE>It doth forget to do the thing it should,</LINE>
<LINE>And when it hath the thing it hunteth most,</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis won as towns with fire, so won, so lost.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We must of force dispense with this decree;</LINE>
<LINE>She must lie here on mere necessity.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Necessity will make us all forsworn</LINE>
<LINE>Three thousand times within this three years' space;</LINE>
<LINE>For every man with his affects is born,</LINE>
<LINE>Not by might master'd but by special grace:</LINE>
<LINE>If I break faith, this word shall speak for me;</LINE>
<LINE>I am forsworn on 'mere necessity.'</LINE>
<LINE>So to the laws at large I write my name:</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Subscribes</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>And he that breaks them in the least degree</LINE>
<LINE>Stands in attainder of eternal shame:</LINE>
<LINE>Suggestions are to other as to me;</LINE>
<LINE>But I believe, although I seem so loath,</LINE>
<LINE>I am the last that will last keep his oath.</LINE>
<LINE>But is there no quick recreation granted?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, that there is. Our court, you know, is haunted</LINE>
<LINE>With a refined traveller of Spain;</LINE>
<LINE>A man in all the world's new fashion planted,</LINE>
<LINE>That hath a mint of phrases in his brain;</LINE>
<LINE>One whom the music of his own vain tongue</LINE>
<LINE>Doth ravish like enchanting harmony;</LINE>
<LINE>A man of complements, whom right and wrong</LINE>
<LINE>Have chose as umpire of their mutiny:</LINE>
<LINE>This child of fancy, that Armado hight,</LINE>
<LINE>For interim to our studies shall relate</LINE>
<LINE>In high-born words the worth of many a knight</LINE>
<LINE>From tawny Spain lost in the world's debate.</LINE>
<LINE>How you delight, my lords, I know not, I;</LINE>
<LINE>But, I protest, I love to hear him lie</LINE>
<LINE>And I will use him for my minstrelsy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Armado is a most illustrious wight,</LINE>
<LINE>A man of fire-new words, fashion's own knight.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Costard the swain and he shall be our sport;</LINE>
<LINE>And so to study, three years is but short.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter DULL with a letter, and COSTARD</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Which is the duke's own person?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This, fellow: what wouldst?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I myself reprehend his own person, for I am his</LINE>
<LINE>grace's tharborough: but I would see his own person</LINE>
<LINE>in flesh and blood.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This is he.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Signior Arme--Arme--commends you. There's villany</LINE>
<LINE>abroad: this letter will tell you more.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A letter from the magnificent Armado.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How low soever the matter, I hope in God for high words.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A high hope for a low heaven: God grant us patience!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To hear? or forbear laughing?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To hear meekly, sir, and to laugh moderately; or to</LINE>
<LINE>forbear both.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, sir, be it as the style shall give us cause to</LINE>
<LINE>climb in the merriness.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The matter is to me, sir, as concerning Jaquenetta.</LINE>
<LINE>The manner of it is, I was taken with the manner.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In what manner?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In manner and form following, sir; all those three:</LINE>
<LINE>I was seen with her in the manor-house, sitting with</LINE>
<LINE>her upon the form, and taken following her into the</LINE>
<LINE>park; which, put together, is in manner and form</LINE>
<LINE>following. Now, sir, for the manner,--it is the</LINE>
<LINE>manner of a man to speak to a woman: for the form,--</LINE>
<LINE>in some form.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>For the following, sir?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As it shall follow in my correction: and God defend</LINE>
<LINE>the right!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Will you hear this letter with attention?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As we would hear an oracle.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Such is the simplicity of man to hearken after the flesh.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'Great deputy, the welkin's vicegerent and</LINE>
<LINE>sole dominator of Navarre, my soul's earth's god,</LINE>
<LINE>and body's fostering patron.'</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not a word of Costard yet.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'So it is,'--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It may be so: but if he say it is so, he is, in</LINE>
<LINE>telling true, but so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Peace!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Be to me and every man that dares not fight!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No words!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of other men's secrets, I beseech you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'So it is, besieged with sable-coloured</LINE>
<LINE>melancholy, I did commend the black-oppressing humour</LINE>
<LINE>to the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving</LINE>
<LINE>air; and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to</LINE>
<LINE>walk. The time when. About the sixth hour; when</LINE>
<LINE>beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down</LINE>
<LINE>to that nourishment which is called supper: so much</LINE>
<LINE>for the time when. Now for the ground which; which,</LINE>
<LINE>I mean, I walked upon: it is y-cleped thy park. Then</LINE>
<LINE>for the place where; where, I mean, I did encounter</LINE>
<LINE>that obscene and preposterous event, that draweth</LINE>
<LINE>from my snow-white pen the ebon-coloured ink, which</LINE>
<LINE>here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest;</LINE>
<LINE>but to the place where; it standeth north-north-east</LINE>
<LINE>and by east from the west corner of thy curious-</LINE>
<LINE>knotted garden: there did I see that low-spirited</LINE>
<LINE>swain, that base minnow of thy mirth,'--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Me?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'that unlettered small-knowing soul,'--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Me?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'that shallow vassal,'--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Still me?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'which, as I remember, hight Costard,'--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, me!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'sorted and consorted, contrary to thy</LINE>
<LINE>established proclaimed edict and continent canon,</LINE>
<LINE>which with,--O, with--but with this I passion to say</LINE>
<LINE>wherewith,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With a wench.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'with a child of our grandmother Eve, a</LINE>
<LINE>female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a</LINE>
<LINE>woman. Him I, as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on,</LINE>
<LINE>have sent to thee, to receive the meed of</LINE>
<LINE>punishment, by thy sweet grace's officer, Anthony</LINE>
<LINE>Dull; a man of good repute, carriage, bearing, and</LINE>
<LINE>estimation.'</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Me, an't shall please you; I am Anthony Dull.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR> 'For Jaquenetta,--so is the weaker vessel</LINE>
<LINE>called which I apprehended with the aforesaid</LINE>
<LINE>swain,--I keep her as a vessel of the law's fury;</LINE>
<LINE>and shall, at the least of thy sweet notice, bring</LINE>
<LINE>her to trial. Thine, in all compliments of devoted</LINE>
<LINE>and heart-burning heat of duty.</LINE>
<LINE>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO.'</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This is not so well as I looked for, but the best</LINE>
<LINE>that ever I heard.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, what say</LINE>
<LINE>you to this?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, I confess the wench.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Did you hear the proclamation?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do confess much of the hearing it but little of</LINE>
<LINE>the marking of it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to be taken</LINE>
<LINE>with a wench.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I was taken with none, sir: I was taken with a damsel.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, it was proclaimed 'damsel.'</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This was no damsel, neither, sir; she was a virgin.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is so varied, too; for it was proclaimed 'virgin.'</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If it were, I deny her virginity: I was taken with a maid.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This maid will not serve your turn, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This maid will serve my turn, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: you shall fast</LINE>
<LINE>a week with bran and water.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I had rather pray a month with mutton and porridge.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And Don Armado shall be your keeper.</LINE>
<LINE>My Lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er:</LINE>
<LINE>And go we, lords, to put in practise that</LINE>
<LINE>Which each to other hath so strongly sworn.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt FERDINAND, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll lay my head to any good man's hat,</LINE>
<LINE>These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn.</LINE>
<LINE>Sirrah, come on.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I suffer for the truth, sir; for true it is, I was</LINE>
<LINE>taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true</LINE>
<LINE>girl; and therefore welcome the sour cup of</LINE>
<LINE>prosperity! Affliction may one day smile again; and</LINE>
<LINE>till then, sit thee down, sorrow!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II. The same.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO and MOTH</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Boy, what sign is it when a man of great spirit</LINE>
<LINE>grows melancholy?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A great sign, sir, that he will look sad.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, sadness is one and the self-same thing, dear imp.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, no; O Lord, sir, no.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How canst thou part sadness and melancholy, my</LINE>
<LINE>tender juvenal?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By a familiar demonstration of the working, my tough senior.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why tough senior? why tough senior?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why tender juvenal? why tender juvenal?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent epitheton</LINE>
<LINE>appertaining to thy young days, which we may</LINE>
<LINE>nominate tender.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I, tough senior, as an appertinent title to your</LINE>
<LINE>old time, which we may name tough.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pretty and apt.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my saying apt? or</LINE>
<LINE>I apt, and my saying pretty?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou pretty, because little.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Little pretty, because little. Wherefore apt?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And therefore apt, because quick.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Speak you this in my praise, master?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In thy condign praise.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will praise an eel with the same praise.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What, that an eel is ingenious?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That an eel is quick.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do say thou art quick in answers: thou heatest my blood.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am answered, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I love not to be crossed.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> He speaks the mere contrary; crosses love not him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have promised to study three years with the duke.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You may do it in an hour, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Impossible.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How many is one thrice told?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am ill at reckoning; it fitteth the spirit of a tapster.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You are a gentleman and a gamester, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I confess both: they are both the varnish of a</LINE>
<LINE>complete man.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then, I am sure, you know how much the gross sum of</LINE>
<LINE>deuce-ace amounts to.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It doth amount to one more than two.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Which the base vulgar do call three.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>True.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? Now here</LINE>
<LINE>is three studied, ere ye'll thrice wink: and how</LINE>
<LINE>easy it is to put 'years' to the word 'three,' and</LINE>
<LINE>study three years in two words, the dancing horse</LINE>
<LINE>will tell you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A most fine figure!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To prove you a cipher.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will hereupon confess I am in love: and as it is</LINE>
<LINE>base for a soldier to love, so am I in love with a</LINE>
<LINE>base wench. If drawing my sword against the humour</LINE>
<LINE>of affection would deliver me from the reprobate</LINE>
<LINE>thought of it, I would take Desire prisoner, and</LINE>
<LINE>ransom him to any French courtier for a new-devised</LINE>
<LINE>courtesy. I think scorn to sigh: methinks I should</LINE>
<LINE>outswear Cupid. Comfort, me, boy: what great men</LINE>
<LINE>have been in love?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hercules, master.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Most sweet Hercules! More authority, dear boy, name</LINE>
<LINE>more; and, sweet my child, let them be men of good</LINE>
<LINE>repute and carriage.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Samson, master: he was a man of good carriage, great</LINE>
<LINE>carriage, for he carried the town-gates on his back</LINE>
<LINE>like a porter: and he was in love.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O well-knit Samson! strong-jointed Samson! I do</LINE>
<LINE>excel thee in my rapier as much as thou didst me in</LINE>
<LINE>carrying gates. I am in love too. Who was Samson's</LINE>
<LINE>love, my dear Moth?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A woman, master.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of what complexion?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of all the four, or the three, or the two, or one of the four.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Tell me precisely of what complexion.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of the sea-water green, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is that one of the four complexions?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As I have read, sir; and the best of them too.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Green indeed is the colour of lovers; but to have a</LINE>
<LINE>love of that colour, methinks Samson had small reason</LINE>
<LINE>for it. He surely affected her for her wit.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It was so, sir; for she had a green wit.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My love is most immaculate white and red.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Most maculate thoughts, master, are masked under</LINE>
<LINE>such colours.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Define, define, well-educated infant.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My father's wit and my mother's tongue, assist me!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty and</LINE>
<LINE>pathetical!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If she be made of white and red,</LINE>
<LINE>Her faults will ne'er be known,</LINE>
<LINE>For blushing cheeks by faults are bred</LINE>
<LINE>And fears by pale white shown:</LINE>
<LINE>Then if she fear, or be to blame,</LINE>
<LINE>By this you shall not know,</LINE>
<LINE>For still her cheeks possess the same</LINE>
<LINE>Which native she doth owe.</LINE>
<LINE>A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of</LINE>
<LINE>white and red.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and the Beggar?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The world was very guilty of such a ballad some</LINE>
<LINE>three ages since: but I think now 'tis not to be</LINE>
<LINE>found; or, if it were, it would neither serve for</LINE>
<LINE>the writing nor the tune.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will have that subject newly writ o'er, that I may</LINE>
<LINE>example my digression by some mighty precedent.</LINE>
<LINE>Boy, I do love that country girl that I took in the</LINE>
<LINE>park with the rational hind Costard: she deserves well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> To be whipped; and yet a better love than</LINE>
<LINE>my master.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And that's great marvel, loving a light wench.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I say, sing.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Forbear till this company be past.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter DULL, COSTARD, and JAQUENETTA</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep Costard</LINE>
<LINE>safe: and you must suffer him to take no delight</LINE>
<LINE>nor no penance; but a' must fast three days a week.</LINE>
<LINE>For this damsel, I must keep her at the park: she</LINE>
<LINE>is allowed for the day-woman. Fare you well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do betray myself with blushing. Maid!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Man?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will visit thee at the lodge.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That's hereby.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know where it is situate.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lord, how wise you are!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will tell thee wonders.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With that face?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I love thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So I heard you say.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And so, farewell.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fair weather after you!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Come, Jaquenetta, away!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt DULL and JAQUENETTA</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences ere thou</LINE>
<LINE>be pardoned.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do it on a</LINE>
<LINE>full stomach.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou shalt be heavily punished.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am more bound to you than your fellows, for they</LINE>
<LINE>are but lightly rewarded.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Take away this villain; shut him up.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Come, you transgressing slave; away!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let me not be pent up, sir: I will fast, being loose.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, sir; that were fast and loose: thou shalt to prison.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, if ever I do see the merry days of desolation</LINE>
<LINE>that I have seen, some shall see.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What shall some see?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, nothing, Master Moth, but what they look upon.</LINE>
<LINE>It is not for prisoners to be too silent in their</LINE>
<LINE>words; and therefore I will say nothing: I thank</LINE>
<LINE>God I have as little patience as another man; and</LINE>
<LINE>therefore I can be quiet.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt MOTH and COSTARD</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do affect the very ground, which is base, where</LINE>
<LINE>her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, which</LINE>
<LINE>is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, which</LINE>
<LINE>is a great argument of falsehood, if I love. And</LINE>
<LINE>how can that be true love which is falsely</LINE>
<LINE>attempted? Love is a familiar; Love is a devil:</LINE>
<LINE>there is no evil angel but Love. Yet was Samson so</LINE>
<LINE>tempted, and he had an excellent strength; yet was</LINE>
<LINE>Solomon so seduced, and he had a very good wit.</LINE>
<LINE>Cupid's butt-shaft is too hard for Hercules' club;</LINE>
<LINE>and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier.</LINE>
<LINE>The first and second cause will not serve my turn;</LINE>
<LINE>the passado he respects not, the duello he regards</LINE>
<LINE>not: his disgrace is to be called boy; but his</LINE>
<LINE>glory is to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust rapier!</LINE>
<LINE>be still, drum! for your manager is in love; yea,</LINE>
<LINE>he loveth. Assist me, some extemporal god of rhyme,</LINE>
<LINE>for I am sure I shall turn sonnet. Devise, wit;</LINE>
<LINE>write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT II</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. The same.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter the PRINCESS of France, ROSALINE, MARIA,
KATHARINE, BOYET, Lords, and other Attendants</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, madam, summon up your dearest spirits:</LINE>
<LINE>Consider who the king your father sends,</LINE>
<LINE>To whom he sends, and what's his embassy:</LINE>
<LINE>Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem,</LINE>
<LINE>To parley with the sole inheritor</LINE>
<LINE>Of all perfections that a man may owe,</LINE>
<LINE>Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less weight</LINE>
<LINE>Than Aquitaine, a dowry for a queen.</LINE>
<LINE>Be now as prodigal of all dear grace</LINE>
<LINE>As Nature was in making graces dear</LINE>
<LINE>When she did starve the general world beside</LINE>
<LINE>And prodigally gave them all to you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good Lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean,</LINE>
<LINE>Needs not the painted flourish of your praise:</LINE>
<LINE>Beauty is bought by judgement of the eye,</LINE>
<LINE>Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues:</LINE>
<LINE>I am less proud to hear you tell my worth</LINE>
<LINE>Than you much willing to be counted wise</LINE>
<LINE>In spending your wit in the praise of mine.</LINE>
<LINE>But now to task the tasker: good Boyet,</LINE>
<LINE>You are not ignorant, all-telling fame</LINE>
<LINE>Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow,</LINE>
<LINE>Till painful study shall outwear three years,</LINE>
<LINE>No woman may approach his silent court:</LINE>
<LINE>Therefore to's seemeth it a needful course,</LINE>
<LINE>Before we enter his forbidden gates,</LINE>
<LINE>To know his pleasure; and in that behalf,</LINE>
<LINE>Bold of your worthiness, we single you</LINE>
<LINE>As our best-moving fair solicitor.</LINE>
<LINE>Tell him, the daughter of the King of France,</LINE>
<LINE>On serious business, craving quick dispatch,</LINE>
<LINE>Importunes personal conference with his grace:</LINE>
<LINE>Haste, signify so much; while we attend,</LINE>
<LINE>Like humble-visaged suitors, his high will.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Proud of employment, willingly I go.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All pride is willing pride, and yours is so.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit BOYET</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Who are the votaries, my loving lords,</LINE>
<LINE>That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lord Longaville is one.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Know you the man?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know him, madam: at a marriage-feast,</LINE>
<LINE>Between Lord Perigort and the beauteous heir</LINE>
<LINE>Of Jaques Falconbridge, solemnized</LINE>
<LINE>In Normandy, saw I this Longaville:</LINE>
<LINE>A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd;</LINE>
<LINE>Well fitted in arts, glorious in arms:</LINE>
<LINE>Nothing becomes him ill that he would well.</LINE>
<LINE>The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss,</LINE>
<LINE>If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil,</LINE>
<LINE>Is a sharp wit matched with too blunt a will;</LINE>
<LINE>Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills</LINE>
<LINE>It should none spare that come within his power.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Some merry mocking lord, belike; is't so?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>They say so most that most his humours know.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Such short-lived wits do wither as they grow.</LINE>
<LINE>Who are the rest?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>KATHARINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The young Dumain, a well-accomplished youth,</LINE>
<LINE>Of all that virtue love for virtue loved:</LINE>
<LINE>Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill;</LINE>
<LINE>For he hath wit to make an ill shape good,</LINE>
<LINE>And shape to win grace though he had no wit.</LINE>
<LINE>I saw him at the Duke Alencon's once;</LINE>
<LINE>And much too little of that good I saw</LINE>
<LINE>Is my report to his great worthiness.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Another of these students at that time</LINE>
<LINE>Was there with him, if I have heard a truth.</LINE>
<LINE>Biron they call him; but a merrier man,</LINE>
<LINE>Within the limit of becoming mirth,</LINE>
<LINE>I never spent an hour's talk withal:</LINE>
<LINE>His eye begets occasion for his wit;</LINE>
<LINE>For every object that the one doth catch</LINE>
<LINE>The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,</LINE>
<LINE>Which his fair tongue, conceit's expositor,</LINE>
<LINE>Delivers in such apt and gracious words</LINE>
<LINE>That aged ears play truant at his tales</LINE>
<LINE>And younger hearings are quite ravished;</LINE>
<LINE>So sweet and voluble is his discourse.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>God bless my ladies! are they all in love,</LINE>
<LINE>That every one her own hath garnished</LINE>
<LINE>With such bedecking ornaments of praise?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Lord</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here comes Boyet.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter BOYET</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, what admittance, lord?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Navarre had notice of your fair approach;</LINE>
<LINE>And he and his competitors in oath</LINE>
<LINE>Were all address'd to meet you, gentle lady,</LINE>
<LINE>Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt:</LINE>
<LINE>He rather means to lodge you in the field,</LINE>
<LINE>Like one that comes here to besiege his court,</LINE>
<LINE>Than seek a dispensation for his oath,</LINE>
<LINE>To let you enter his unpeopled house.</LINE>
<LINE>Here comes Navarre.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter FERDINAND, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, BIRON, and
Attendants</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fair princess, welcome to the court of Navarre.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Fair' I give you back again; and 'welcome' I have</LINE>
<LINE>not yet: the roof of this court is too high to be</LINE>
<LINE>yours; and welcome to the wide fields too base to be mine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You shall be welcome, madam, to my court.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will be welcome, then: conduct me thither.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Our Lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not for the world, fair madam, by my will.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, will shall break it; will and nothing else.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your ladyship is ignorant what it is.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise,</LINE>
<LINE>Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance.</LINE>
<LINE>I hear your grace hath sworn out house-keeping:</LINE>
<LINE>Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord,</LINE>
<LINE>And sin to break it.</LINE>
<LINE>But pardon me. I am too sudden-bold:</LINE>
<LINE>To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me.</LINE>
<LINE>Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming,</LINE>
<LINE>And suddenly resolve me in my suit.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You will the sooner, that I were away;</LINE>
<LINE>For you'll prove perjured if you make me stay.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know you did.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How needless was it then to ask the question!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You must not be so quick.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such questions.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not till it leave the rider in the mire.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What time o' day?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The hour that fools should ask.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now fair befall your mask!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fair fall the face it covers!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And send you many lovers!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Amen, so you be none.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, then will I be gone.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Madam, your father here doth intimate</LINE>
<LINE>The payment of a hundred thousand crowns;</LINE>
<LINE>Being but the one half of an entire sum</LINE>
<LINE>Disbursed by my father in his wars.</LINE>
<LINE>But say that he or we, as neither have,</LINE>
<LINE>Received that sum, yet there remains unpaid</LINE>
<LINE>A hundred thousand more; in surety of the which,</LINE>
<LINE>One part of Aquitaine is bound to us,</LINE>
<LINE>Although not valued to the money's worth.</LINE>
<LINE>If then the king your father will restore</LINE>
<LINE>But that one half which is unsatisfied,</LINE>
<LINE>We will give up our right in Aquitaine,</LINE>
<LINE>And hold fair friendship with his majesty.</LINE>
<LINE>But that, it seems, he little purposeth,</LINE>
<LINE>For here he doth demand to have repaid</LINE>
<LINE>A hundred thousand crowns; and not demands,</LINE>
<LINE>On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,</LINE>
<LINE>To have his title live in Aquitaine;</LINE>
<LINE>Which we much rather had depart withal</LINE>
<LINE>And have the money by our father lent</LINE>
<LINE>Than Aquitaine so gelded as it is.</LINE>
<LINE>Dear Princess, were not his requests so far</LINE>
<LINE>From reason's yielding, your fair self should make</LINE>
<LINE>A yielding 'gainst some reason in my breast</LINE>
<LINE>And go well satisfied to France again.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You do the king my father too much wrong</LINE>
<LINE>And wrong the reputation of your name,</LINE>
<LINE>In so unseeming to confess receipt</LINE>
<LINE>Of that which hath so faithfully been paid.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do protest I never heard of it;</LINE>
<LINE>And if you prove it, I'll repay it back</LINE>
<LINE>Or yield up Aquitaine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We arrest your word.</LINE>
<LINE>Boyet, you can produce acquittances</LINE>
<LINE>For such a sum from special officers</LINE>
<LINE>Of Charles his father.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Satisfy me so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So please your grace, the packet is not come</LINE>
<LINE>Where that and other specialties are bound:</LINE>
<LINE>To-morrow you shall have a sight of them.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It shall suffice me: at which interview</LINE>
<LINE>All liberal reason I will yield unto.</LINE>
<LINE>Meantime receive such welcome at my hand</LINE>
<LINE>As honour without breach of honour may</LINE>
<LINE>Make tender of to thy true worthiness:</LINE>
<LINE>You may not come, fair princess, in my gates;</LINE>
<LINE>But here without you shall be so received</LINE>
<LINE>As you shall deem yourself lodged in my heart,</LINE>
<LINE>Though so denied fair harbour in my house.</LINE>
<LINE>Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell:</LINE>
<LINE>To-morrow shall we visit you again.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sweet health and fair desires consort your grace!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thy own wish wish I thee in every place!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lady, I will commend you to mine own heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pray you, do my commendations; I would be glad to see it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I would you heard it groan.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is the fool sick?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sick at the heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Alack, let it blood.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Would that do it good?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My physic says 'ay.'</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Will you prick't with your eye?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No point, with my knife.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, God save thy life!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And yours from long living!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I cannot stay thanksgiving.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Retiring</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, I pray you, a word: what lady is that same?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The heir of Alencon, Katharine her name.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A gallant lady. Monsieur, fare you well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I beseech you a word: what is she in the white?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A woman sometimes, an you saw her in the light.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Perchance light in the light. I desire her name.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>She hath but one for herself; to desire that were a shame.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pray you, sir, whose daughter?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Her mother's, I have heard.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>God's blessing on your beard!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good sir, be not offended.</LINE>
<LINE>She is an heir of Falconbridge.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, my choler is ended.</LINE>
<LINE>She is a most sweet lady.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not unlike, sir, that may be.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit LONGAVILLE</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What's her name in the cap?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Rosaline, by good hap.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Is she wedded or no?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To her will, sir, or so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You are welcome, sir: adieu.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit BIRON</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That last is Biron, the merry madcap lord:</LINE>
<LINE>Not a word with him but a jest.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And every jest but a word.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It was well done of you to take him at his word.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I was as willing to grapple as he was to board.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Two hot sheeps, marry.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And wherefore not ships?</LINE>
<LINE>No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your lips.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You sheep, and I pasture: shall that finish the jest?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So you grant pasture for me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Offering to kiss her</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not so, gentle beast:</LINE>
<LINE>My lips are no common, though several they be.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Belonging to whom?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To my fortunes and me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good wits will be jangling; but, gentles, agree:</LINE>
<LINE>This civil war of wits were much better used</LINE>
<LINE>On Navarre and his book-men; for here 'tis abused.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If my observation, which very seldom lies,</LINE>
<LINE>By the heart's still rhetoric disclosed with eyes,</LINE>
<LINE>Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With what?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With that which we lovers entitle affected.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your reason?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, all his behaviors did make their retire</LINE>
<LINE>To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire:</LINE>
<LINE>His heart, like an agate, with your print impress'd,</LINE>
<LINE>Proud with his form, in his eye pride express'd:</LINE>
<LINE>His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see,</LINE>
<LINE>Did stumble with haste in his eyesight to be;</LINE>
<LINE>All senses to that sense did make their repair,</LINE>
<LINE>To feel only looking on fairest of fair:</LINE>
<LINE>Methought all his senses were lock'd in his eye,</LINE>
<LINE>As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy;</LINE>
<LINE>Who, tendering their own worth from where they were glass'd,</LINE>
<LINE>Did point you to buy them, along as you pass'd:</LINE>
<LINE>His face's own margent did quote such amazes</LINE>
<LINE>That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with gazes.</LINE>
<LINE>I'll give you Aquitaine and all that is his,</LINE>
<LINE>An you give him for my sake but one loving kiss.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Come to our pavilion: Boyet is disposed.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But to speak that in words which his eye hath</LINE>
<LINE>disclosed.</LINE>
<LINE>I only have made a mouth of his eye,</LINE>
<LINE>By adding a tongue which I know will not lie.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou art an old love-monger and speakest skilfully.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He is Cupid's grandfather and learns news of him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then was Venus like her mother, for her father is but grim.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do you hear, my mad wenches?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What then, do you see?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, our way to be gone.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You are too hard for me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT III</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. The same.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO and MOTH</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Warble, child; make passionate my sense of hearing.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Concolinel.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Singing</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sweet air! Go, tenderness of years; take this key,</LINE>
<LINE>give enlargement to the swain, bring him festinately</LINE>
<LINE>hither: I must employ him in a letter to my love.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Master, will you win your love with a French brawl?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How meanest thou? brawling in French?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, my complete master: but to jig off a tune at</LINE>
<LINE>the tongue's end, canary to it with your feet, humour</LINE>
<LINE>it with turning up your eyelids, sigh a note and</LINE>
<LINE>sing a note, sometime through the throat, as if you</LINE>
<LINE>swallowed love with singing love, sometime through</LINE>
<LINE>the nose, as if you snuffed up love by smelling</LINE>
<LINE>love; with your hat penthouse-like o'er the shop of</LINE>
<LINE>your eyes; with your arms crossed on your thin-belly</LINE>
<LINE>doublet like a rabbit on a spit; or your hands in</LINE>
<LINE>your pocket like a man after the old painting; and</LINE>
<LINE>keep not too long in one tune, but a snip and away.</LINE>
<LINE>These are complements, these are humours; these</LINE>
<LINE>betray nice wenches, that would be betrayed without</LINE>
<LINE>these; and make them men of note--do you note</LINE>
<LINE>me?--that most are affected to these.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How hast thou purchased this experience?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By my penny of observation.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But O,--but O,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'The hobby-horse is forgot.'</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Callest thou my love 'hobby-horse'?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, master; the hobby-horse is but a colt, and your</LINE>
<LINE>love perhaps a hackney. But have you forgot your love?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Almost I had.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Negligent student! learn her by heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By heart and in heart, boy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And out of heart, master: all those three I will prove.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What wilt thou prove?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A man, if I live; and this, by, in, and without, upon</LINE>
<LINE>the instant: by heart you love her, because your</LINE>
<LINE>heart cannot come by her; in heart you love her,</LINE>
<LINE>because your heart is in love with her; and out of</LINE>
<LINE>heart you love her, being out of heart that you</LINE>
<LINE>cannot enjoy her.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am all these three.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And three times as much more, and yet nothing at</LINE>
<LINE>all.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fetch hither the swain: he must carry me a letter.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A message well sympathized; a horse to be ambassador</LINE>
<LINE>for an ass.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ha, ha! what sayest thou?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Marry, sir, you must send the ass upon the horse,</LINE>
<LINE>for he is very slow-gaited. But I go.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The way is but short: away!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As swift as lead, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The meaning, pretty ingenious?</LINE>
<LINE>Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Minime, honest master; or rather, master, no.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I say lead is slow.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You are too swift, sir, to say so:</LINE>
<LINE>Is that lead slow which is fired from a gun?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sweet smoke of rhetoric!</LINE>
<LINE>He reputes me a cannon; and the bullet, that's he:</LINE>
<LINE>I shoot thee at the swain.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thump then and I flee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A most acute juvenal; voluble and free of grace!</LINE>
<LINE>By thy favour, sweet welkin, I must sigh in thy face:</LINE>
<LINE>Most rude melancholy, valour gives thee place.</LINE>
<LINE>My herald is return'd.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Re-enter MOTH with COSTARD</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A wonder, master! here's a costard broken in a shin.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Some enigma, some riddle: come, thy l'envoy; begin.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No enigma, no riddle, no l'envoy; no salve in the</LINE>
<LINE>mail, sir: O, sir, plantain, a plain plantain! no</LINE>
<LINE>l'envoy, no l'envoy; no salve, sir, but a plantain!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By virtue, thou enforcest laughter; thy silly</LINE>
<LINE>thought my spleen; the heaving of my lungs provokes</LINE>
<LINE>me to ridiculous smiling. O, pardon me, my stars!</LINE>
<LINE>Doth the inconsiderate take salve for l'envoy, and</LINE>
<LINE>the word l'envoy for a salve?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do the wise think them other? is not l'envoy a salve?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, page: it is an epilogue or discourse, to make plain</LINE>
<LINE>Some obscure precedence that hath tofore been sain.</LINE>
<LINE>I will example it:</LINE>
<LINE>The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee,</LINE>
<LINE>Were still at odds, being but three.</LINE>
<LINE>There's the moral. Now the l'envoy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will add the l'envoy. Say the moral again.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee,</LINE>
<LINE>Were still at odds, being but three.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Until the goose came out of door,</LINE>
<LINE>And stay'd the odds by adding four.</LINE>
<LINE>Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow with</LINE>
<LINE>my l'envoy.</LINE>
<LINE>The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee,</LINE>
<LINE>Were still at odds, being but three.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Until the goose came out of door,</LINE>
<LINE>Staying the odds by adding four.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A good l'envoy, ending in the goose: would you</LINE>
<LINE>desire more?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose, that's flat.</LINE>
<LINE>Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose be fat.</LINE>
<LINE>To sell a bargain well is as cunning as fast and loose:</LINE>
<LINE>Let me see; a fat l'envoy; ay, that's a fat goose.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Come hither, come hither. How did this argument begin?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By saying that a costard was broken in a shin.</LINE>
<LINE>Then call'd you for the l'envoy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>True, and I for a plantain: thus came your</LINE>
<LINE>argument in;</LINE>
<LINE>Then the boy's fat l'envoy, the goose that you bought;</LINE>
<LINE>And he ended the market.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But tell me; how was there a costard broken in a shin?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will tell you sensibly.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth: I will speak that l'envoy:</LINE>
<LINE>I Costard, running out, that was safely within,</LINE>
<LINE>Fell over the threshold and broke my shin.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We will talk no more of this matter.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Till there be more matter in the shin.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, marry me to one Frances: I smell some l'envoy,</LINE>
<LINE>some goose, in this.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By my sweet soul, I mean setting thee at liberty,</LINE>
<LINE>enfreedoming thy person; thou wert immured,</LINE>
<LINE>restrained, captivated, bound.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>True, true; and now you will be my purgation and let me loose.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I give thee thy liberty, set thee from durance; and,</LINE>
<LINE>in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing but this:</LINE>
<LINE>bear this significant</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Giving a letter</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>to the country maid Jaquenetta:</LINE>
<LINE>there is remuneration; for the best ward of mine</LINE>
<LINE>honour is rewarding my dependents. Moth, follow.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MOTH</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Like the sequel, I. Signior Costard, adieu.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My sweet ounce of man's flesh! my incony Jew!</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit MOTH</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Now will I look to his remuneration. Remuneration!</LINE>
<LINE>O, that's the Latin word for three farthings: three</LINE>
<LINE>farthings--remuneration.--'What's the price of this</LINE>
<LINE>inkle?'--'One penny.'--'No, I'll give you a</LINE>
<LINE>remuneration:' why, it carries it. Remuneration!</LINE>
<LINE>why, it is a fairer name than French crown. I will</LINE>
<LINE>never buy and sell out of this word.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter BIRON</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, my good knave Costard! exceedingly well met.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pray you, sir, how much carnation ribbon may a man</LINE>
<LINE>buy for a remuneration?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What is a remuneration?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Marry, sir, halfpenny farthing.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, then, three-farthing worth of silk.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I thank your worship: God be wi' you!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stay, slave; I must employ thee:</LINE>
<LINE>As thou wilt win my favour, good my knave,</LINE>
<LINE>Do one thing for me that I shall entreat.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>When would you have it done, sir?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This afternoon.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, I will do it, sir: fare you well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou knowest not what it is.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I shall know, sir, when I have done it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, villain, thou must know first.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will come to your worship to-morrow morning.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It must be done this afternoon.</LINE>
<LINE>Hark, slave, it is but this:</LINE>
<LINE>The princess comes to hunt here in the park,</LINE>
<LINE>And in her train there is a gentle lady;</LINE>
<LINE>When tongues speak sweetly, then they name her name,</LINE>
<LINE>And Rosaline they call her: ask for her;</LINE>
<LINE>And to her white hand see thou do commend</LINE>
<LINE>This seal'd-up counsel. There's thy guerdon; go.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Giving him a shilling</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Gardon, O sweet gardon! better than remuneration,</LINE>
<LINE>a'leven-pence farthing better: most sweet gardon! I</LINE>
<LINE>will do it sir, in print. Gardon! Remuneration!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I, forsooth, in love! I, that have been love's whip;</LINE>
<LINE>A very beadle to a humorous sigh;</LINE>
<LINE>A critic, nay, a night-watch constable;</LINE>
<LINE>A domineering pedant o'er the boy;</LINE>
<LINE>Than whom no mortal so magnificent!</LINE>
<LINE>This whimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy;</LINE>
<LINE>This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid;</LINE>
<LINE>Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms,</LINE>
<LINE>The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,</LINE>
<LINE>Liege of all loiterers and malcontents,</LINE>
<LINE>Dread prince of plackets, king of codpieces,</LINE>
<LINE>Sole imperator and great general</LINE>
<LINE>Of trotting 'paritors:--O my little heart:--</LINE>
<LINE>And I to be a corporal of his field,</LINE>
<LINE>And wear his colours like a tumbler's hoop!</LINE>
<LINE>What, I! I love! I sue! I seek a wife!</LINE>
<LINE>A woman, that is like a German clock,</LINE>
<LINE>Still a-repairing, ever out of frame,</LINE>
<LINE>And never going aright, being a watch,</LINE>
<LINE>But being watch'd that it may still go right!</LINE>
<LINE>Nay, to be perjured, which is worst of all;</LINE>
<LINE>And, among three, to love the worst of all;</LINE>
<LINE>A wightly wanton with a velvet brow,</LINE>
<LINE>With two pitch-balls stuck in her face for eyes;</LINE>
<LINE>Ay, and by heaven, one that will do the deed</LINE>
<LINE>Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard:</LINE>
<LINE>And I to sigh for her! to watch for her!</LINE>
<LINE>To pray for her! Go to; it is a plague</LINE>
<LINE>That Cupid will impose for my neglect</LINE>
<LINE>Of his almighty dreadful little might.</LINE>
<LINE>Well, I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue and groan:</LINE>
<LINE>Some men must love my lady and some Joan.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
</ACT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT IV</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. The same.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter the PRINCESS, and her train, a Forester,
BOYET, ROSALINE, MARIA, and KATHARINE</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Was that the king, that spurred his horse so hard</LINE>
<LINE>Against the steep uprising of the hill?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know not; but I think it was not he.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Whoe'er a' was, a' show'd a mounting mind.</LINE>
<LINE>Well, lords, to-day we shall have our dispatch:</LINE>
<LINE>On Saturday we will return to France.</LINE>
<LINE>Then, forester, my friend, where is the bush</LINE>
<LINE>That we must stand and play the murderer in?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Forester</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hereby, upon the edge of yonder coppice;</LINE>
<LINE>A stand where you may make the fairest shoot.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I thank my beauty, I am fair that shoot,</LINE>
<LINE>And thereupon thou speak'st the fairest shoot.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Forester</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Pardon me, madam, for I meant not so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What, what? first praise me and again say no?</LINE>
<LINE>O short-lived pride! Not fair? alack for woe!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Forester</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, madam, fair.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, never paint me now:</LINE>
<LINE>Where fair is not, praise cannot mend the brow.</LINE>
<LINE>Here, good my glass, take this for telling true:</LINE>
<LINE>Fair payment for foul words is more than due.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Forester</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nothing but fair is that which you inherit.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>See see, my beauty will be saved by merit!</LINE>
<LINE>O heresy in fair, fit for these days!</LINE>
<LINE>A giving hand, though foul, shall have fair praise.</LINE>
<LINE>But come, the bow: now mercy goes to kill,</LINE>
<LINE>And shooting well is then accounted ill.</LINE>
<LINE>Thus will I save my credit in the shoot:</LINE>
<LINE>Not wounding, pity would not let me do't;</LINE>
<LINE>If wounding, then it was to show my skill,</LINE>
<LINE>That more for praise than purpose meant to kill.</LINE>
<LINE>And out of question so it is sometimes,</LINE>
<LINE>Glory grows guilty of detested crimes,</LINE>
<LINE>When, for fame's sake, for praise, an outward part,</LINE>
<LINE>We bend to that the working of the heart;</LINE>
<LINE>As I for praise alone now seek to spill</LINE>
<LINE>The poor deer's blood, that my heart means no ill.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do not curst wives hold that self-sovereignty</LINE>
<LINE>Only for praise sake, when they strive to be</LINE>
<LINE>Lords o'er their lords?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Only for praise: and praise we may afford</LINE>
<LINE>To any lady that subdues a lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here comes a member of the commonwealth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter COSTARD</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>God dig-you-den all! Pray you, which is the head lady?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou shalt know her, fellow, by the rest that have no heads.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Which is the greatest lady, the highest?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The thickest and the tallest.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The thickest and the tallest! it is so; truth is truth.</LINE>
<LINE>An your waist, mistress, were as slender as my wit,</LINE>
<LINE>One o' these maids' girdles for your waist should be fit.</LINE>
<LINE>Are not you the chief woman? you are the thickest here.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What's your will, sir? what's your will?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have a letter from Monsieur Biron to one Lady Rosaline.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, thy letter, thy letter! he's a good friend of mine:</LINE>
<LINE>Stand aside, good bearer. Boyet, you can carve;</LINE>
<LINE>Break up this capon.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am bound to serve.</LINE>
<LINE>This letter is mistook, it importeth none here;</LINE>
<LINE>It is writ to Jaquenetta.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We will read it, I swear.</LINE>
<LINE>Break the neck of the wax, and every one give ear.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible;</LINE>
<LINE>true, that thou art beauteous; truth itself, that</LINE>
<LINE>thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful</LINE>
<LINE>than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have</LINE>
<LINE>commiseration on thy heroical vassal! The</LINE>
<LINE>magnanimous and most illustrate king Cophetua set</LINE>
<LINE>eye upon the pernicious and indubitate beggar</LINE>
<LINE>Zenelophon; and he it was that might rightly say,</LINE>
<LINE>Veni, vidi, vici; which to annothanize in the</LINE>
<LINE>vulgar,--O base and obscure vulgar!--videlicet, He</LINE>
<LINE>came, saw, and overcame: he came, one; saw two;</LINE>
<LINE>overcame, three. Who came? the king: why did he</LINE>
<LINE>come? to see: why did he see? to overcome: to</LINE>
<LINE>whom came he? to the beggar: what saw he? the</LINE>
<LINE>beggar: who overcame he? the beggar. The</LINE>
<LINE>conclusion is victory: on whose side? the king's.</LINE>
<LINE>The captive is enriched: on whose side? the</LINE>
<LINE>beggar's. The catastrophe is a nuptial: on whose</LINE>
<LINE>side? the king's: no, on both in one, or one in</LINE>
<LINE>both. I am the king; for so stands the comparison:</LINE>
<LINE>thou the beggar; for so witnesseth thy lowliness.</LINE>
<LINE>Shall I command thy love? I may: shall I enforce</LINE>
<LINE>thy love? I could: shall I entreat thy love? I</LINE>
<LINE>will. What shalt thou exchange for rags? robes;</LINE>
<LINE>for tittles? titles; for thyself? me. Thus,</LINE>
<LINE>expecting thy reply, I profane my lips on thy foot,</LINE>
<LINE>my eyes on thy picture. and my heart on thy every</LINE>
<LINE>part. Thine, in the dearest design of industry,</LINE>
<LINE>DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO.'</LINE>
<LINE>Thus dost thou hear the Nemean lion roar</LINE>
<LINE>'Gainst thee, thou lamb, that standest as his prey.</LINE>
<LINE>Submissive fall his princely feet before,</LINE>
<LINE>And he from forage will incline to play:</LINE>
<LINE>But if thou strive, poor soul, what art thou then?</LINE>
<LINE>Food for his rage, repasture for his den.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What plume of feathers is he that indited this letter?</LINE>
<LINE>What vane? what weathercock? did you ever hear better?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I am much deceived but I remember the style.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Else your memory is bad, going o'er it erewhile.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This Armado is a Spaniard, that keeps here in court;</LINE>
<LINE>A phantasime, a Monarcho, and one that makes sport</LINE>
<LINE>To the prince and his bookmates.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou fellow, a word:</LINE>
<LINE>Who gave thee this letter?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I told you; my lord.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To whom shouldst thou give it?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>From my lord to my lady.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>From which lord to which lady?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>From my lord Biron, a good master of mine,</LINE>
<LINE>To a lady of France that he call'd Rosaline.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCESS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou hast mistaken his letter. Come, lords, away.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To ROSALINE</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Here, sweet, put up this: 'twill be thine another day.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt PRINCESS and train</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Who is the suitor? who is the suitor?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Shall I teach you to know?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, my continent of beauty.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, she that bears the bow.</LINE>
<LINE>Finely put off!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lady goes to kill horns; but, if thou marry,</LINE>
<LINE>Hang me by the neck, if horns that year miscarry.</LINE>
<LINE>Finely put on!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, then, I am the shooter.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And who is your deer?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If we choose by the horns, yourself come not near.</LINE>
<LINE>Finely put on, indeed!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You still wrangle with her, Boyet, and she strikes</LINE>
<LINE>at the brow.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But she herself is hit lower: have I hit her now?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Shall I come upon thee with an old saying, that was</LINE>
<LINE>a man when King Pepin of France was a little boy, as</LINE>
<LINE>touching the hit it?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So I may answer thee with one as old, that was a</LINE>
<LINE>woman when Queen Guinover of Britain was a little</LINE>
<LINE>wench, as touching the hit it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ROSALINE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou canst not hit it, hit it, hit it,</LINE>
<LINE>Thou canst not hit it, my good man.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>An I cannot, cannot, cannot,</LINE>
<LINE>An I cannot, another can.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt ROSALINE and KATHARINE</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By my troth, most pleasant: how both did fit it!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A mark marvellous well shot, for they both did hit it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A mark! O, mark but that mark! A mark, says my lady!</LINE>
<LINE>Let the mark have a prick in't, to mete at, if it may be.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Wide o' the bow hand! i' faith, your hand is out.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Indeed, a' must shoot nearer, or he'll ne'er hit the clout.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>An if my hand be out, then belike your hand is in.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then will she get the upshoot by cleaving the pin.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MARIA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Come, come, you talk greasily; your lips grow foul.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>She's too hard for you at pricks, sir: challenge her to bowl.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BOYET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I fear too much rubbing. Good night, my good owl.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt BOYET and MARIA</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By my soul, a swain! a most simple clown!</LINE>
<LINE>Lord, Lord, how the ladies and I have put him down!</LINE>
<LINE>O' my troth, most sweet jests! most incony</LINE>
<LINE>vulgar wit!</LINE>
<LINE>When it comes so smoothly off, so obscenely, as it</LINE>
<LINE>were, so fit.</LINE>
<LINE>Armado o' th' one side,--O, a most dainty man!</LINE>
<LINE>To see him walk before a lady and to bear her fan!</LINE>
<LINE>To see him kiss his hand! and how most sweetly a'</LINE>
<LINE>will swear!</LINE>
<LINE>And his page o' t' other side, that handful of wit!</LINE>
<LINE>Ah, heavens, it is a most pathetical nit!</LINE>
<LINE>Sola, sola!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Shout within</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Exit COSTARD, running</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II. The same.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Very reverend sport, truly; and done in the testimony</LINE>
<LINE>of a good conscience.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The deer was, as you know, sanguis, in blood; ripe</LINE>
<LINE>as the pomewater, who now hangeth like a jewel in</LINE>
<LINE>the ear of caelo, the sky, the welkin, the heaven;</LINE>
<LINE>and anon falleth like a crab on the face of terra,</LINE>
<LINE>the soil, the land, the earth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Truly, Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly</LINE>
<LINE>varied, like a scholar at the least: but, sir, I</LINE>
<LINE>assure ye, it was a buck of the first head.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir Nathaniel, haud credo.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Twas not a haud credo; 'twas a pricket.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Most barbarous intimation! yet a kind of</LINE>
<LINE>insinuation, as it were, in via, in way, of</LINE>
<LINE>explication; facere, as it were, replication, or</LINE>
<LINE>rather, ostentare, to show, as it were, his</LINE>
<LINE>inclination, after his undressed, unpolished,</LINE>
<LINE>uneducated, unpruned, untrained, or rather,</LINE>
<LINE>unlettered, or ratherest, unconfirmed fashion, to</LINE>
<LINE>insert again my haud credo for a deer.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I said the deer was not a haud credo; twas a pricket.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Twice-sod simplicity, his coctus!</LINE>
<LINE>O thou monster Ignorance, how deformed dost thou look!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred</LINE>
<LINE>in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he</LINE>
<LINE>hath not drunk ink: his intellect is not</LINE>
<LINE>replenished; he is only an animal, only sensible in</LINE>
<LINE>the duller parts:</LINE>
<LINE>And such barren plants are set before us, that we</LINE>
<LINE>thankful should be,</LINE>
<LINE>Which we of taste and feeling are, for those parts that</LINE>
<LINE>do fructify in us more than he.</LINE>
<LINE>For as it would ill become me to be vain, indiscreet, or a fool,</LINE>
<LINE>So were there a patch set on learning, to see him in a school:</LINE>
<LINE>But omne bene, say I; being of an old father's mind,</LINE>
<LINE>Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You two are book-men: can you tell me by your wit</LINE>
<LINE>What was a month old at Cain's birth, that's not five</LINE>
<LINE>weeks old as yet?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Dictynna, goodman Dull; Dictynna, goodman Dull.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What is Dictynna?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A title to Phoebe, to Luna, to the moon.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The moon was a month old when Adam was no more,</LINE>
<LINE>And raught not to five weeks when he came to</LINE>
<LINE>five-score.</LINE>
<LINE>The allusion holds in the exchange.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis true indeed; the collusion holds in the exchange.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>God comfort thy capacity! I say, the allusion holds</LINE>
<LINE>in the exchange.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I say, the pollusion holds in the exchange; for</LINE>
<LINE>the moon is never but a month old: and I say beside</LINE>
<LINE>that, 'twas a pricket that the princess killed.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir Nathaniel, will you hear an extemporal epitaph</LINE>
<LINE>on the death of the deer? And, to humour the</LINE>
<LINE>ignorant, call I the deer the princess killed a pricket.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Perge, good Master Holofernes, perge; so it shall</LINE>
<LINE>please you to abrogate scurrility.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will something affect the letter, for it argues facility.</LINE>
<LINE>The preyful princess pierced and prick'd a pretty</LINE>
<LINE>pleasing pricket;</LINE>
<LINE>Some say a sore; but not a sore, till now made</LINE>
<LINE>sore with shooting.</LINE>
<LINE>The dogs did yell: put L to sore, then sorel jumps</LINE>
<LINE>from thicket;</LINE>
<LINE>Or pricket sore, or else sorel; the people fall a-hooting.</LINE>
<LINE>If sore be sore, then L to sore makes fifty sores</LINE>
<LINE>one sorel.</LINE>
<LINE>Of one sore I an hundred make by adding but one more L.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A rare talent!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DULL</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> If a talent be a claw, look how he claws</LINE>
<LINE>him with a talent.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This is a gift that I have, simple, simple; a</LINE>
<LINE>foolish extravagant spirit, full of forms, figures,</LINE>
<LINE>shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions,</LINE>
<LINE>revolutions: these are begot in the ventricle of</LINE>
<LINE>memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and</LINE>
<LINE>delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. But the</LINE>
<LINE>gift is good in those in whom it is acute, and I am</LINE>
<LINE>thankful for it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, I praise the Lord for you; and so may my</LINE>
<LINE>parishioners; for their sons are well tutored by</LINE>
<LINE>you, and their daughters profit very greatly under</LINE>
<LINE>you: you are a good member of the commonwealth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Mehercle, if their sons be ingenuous, they shall</LINE>
<LINE>want no instruction; if their daughters be capable,</LINE>
<LINE>I will put it to them: but vir sapit qui pauca</LINE>
<LINE>loquitur; a soul feminine saluteth us.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter JAQUENETTA and COSTARD</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>God give you good morrow, master Parson.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Master Parson, quasi pers-on. An if one should be</LINE>
<LINE>pierced, which is the one?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Marry, master schoolmaster, he that is likest to a hogshead.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Piercing a hogshead! a good lustre of conceit in a</LINE>
<LINE>tuft of earth; fire enough for a flint, pearl enough</LINE>
<LINE>for a swine: 'tis pretty; it is well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good master Parson, be so good as read me this</LINE>
<LINE>letter: it was given me by Costard, and sent me</LINE>
<LINE>from Don Armado: I beseech you, read it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fauste, precor gelida quando pecus omne sub umbra</LINE>
<LINE>Ruminat,--and so forth. Ah, good old Mantuan! I</LINE>
<LINE>may speak of thee as the traveller doth of Venice;</LINE>
<LINE>Venetia, Venetia,</LINE>
<LINE>Chi non ti vede non ti pretia.</LINE>
<LINE>Old Mantuan, old Mantuan! who understandeth thee</LINE>
<LINE>not, loves thee not. Ut, re, sol, la, mi, fa.</LINE>
<LINE>Under pardon, sir, what are the contents? or rather,</LINE>
<LINE>as Horace says in his--What, my soul, verses?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, sir, and very learned.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let me hear a staff, a stanze, a verse; lege, domine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR></LINE>
<LINE>If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love?</LINE>
<LINE>Ah, never faith could hold, if not to beauty vow'd!</LINE>
<LINE>Though to myself forsworn, to thee I'll faithful prove:</LINE>
<LINE>Those thoughts to me were oaks, to thee like</LINE>
<LINE>osiers bow'd.</LINE>
<LINE>Study his bias leaves and makes his book thine eyes,</LINE>
<LINE>Where all those pleasures live that art would</LINE>
<LINE>comprehend:</LINE>
<LINE>If knowledge be the mark, to know thee shall suffice;</LINE>
<LINE>Well learned is that tongue that well can thee commend,</LINE>
<LINE>All ignorant that soul that sees thee without wonder;</LINE>
<LINE>Which is to me some praise that I thy parts admire:</LINE>
<LINE>Thy eye Jove's lightning bears, thy voice his dreadful thunder,</LINE>
<LINE>Which not to anger bent, is music and sweet fire.</LINE>
<LINE>Celestial as thou art, O, pardon, love, this wrong,</LINE>
<LINE>That sings heaven's praise with such an earthly tongue.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You find not the apostraphas, and so miss the</LINE>
<LINE>accent: let me supervise the canzonet. Here are</LINE>
<LINE>only numbers ratified; but, for the elegancy,</LINE>
<LINE>facility, and golden cadence of poesy, caret.</LINE>
<LINE>Ovidius Naso was the man: and why, indeed, Naso,</LINE>
<LINE>but for smelling out the odouriferous flowers of</LINE>
<LINE>fancy, the jerks of invention? Imitari is nothing:</LINE>
<LINE>so doth the hound his master, the ape his keeper,</LINE>
<LINE>the tired horse his rider. But, damosella virgin,</LINE>
<LINE>was this directed to you?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, sir, from one Monsieur Biron, one of the strange</LINE>
<LINE>queen's lords.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will overglance the superscript: 'To the</LINE>
<LINE>snow-white hand of the most beauteous Lady</LINE>
<LINE>Rosaline.' I will look again on the intellect of</LINE>
<LINE>the letter, for the nomination of the party writing</LINE>
<LINE>to the person written unto: 'Your ladyship's in all</LINE>
<LINE>desired employment, BIRON.' Sir Nathaniel, this</LINE>
<LINE>Biron is one of the votaries with the king; and here</LINE>
<LINE>he hath framed a letter to a sequent of the stranger</LINE>
<LINE>queen's, which accidentally, or by the way of</LINE>
<LINE>progression, hath miscarried. Trip and go, my</LINE>
<LINE>sweet; deliver this paper into the royal hand of the</LINE>
<LINE>king: it may concern much. Stay not thy</LINE>
<LINE>compliment; I forgive thy duty; adieu.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good Costard, go with me. Sir, God save your life!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Have with thee, my girl.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt COSTARD and JAQUENETTA</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir, you have done this in the fear of God, very</LINE>
<LINE>religiously; and, as a certain father saith,--</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sir tell me not of the father; I do fear colourable</LINE>
<LINE>colours. But to return to the verses: did they</LINE>
<LINE>please you, Sir Nathaniel?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Marvellous well for the pen.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do dine to-day at the father's of a certain pupil</LINE>
<LINE>of mine; where, if, before repast, it shall please</LINE>
<LINE>you to gratify the table with a grace, I will, on my</LINE>
<LINE>privilege I have with the parents of the foresaid</LINE>
<LINE>child or pupil, undertake your ben venuto; where I</LINE>
<LINE>will prove those verses to be very unlearned,</LINE>
<LINE>neither savouring of poetry, wit, nor invention: I</LINE>
<LINE>beseech your society.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SIR NATHANIEL</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And thank you too; for society, saith the text, is</LINE>
<LINE>the happiness of life.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HOLOFERNES</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And, certes, the text most infallibly concludes it.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To DULL</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Sir, I do invite you too; you shall not</LINE>
<LINE>say me nay: pauca verba. Away! the gentles are at</LINE>
<LINE>their game, and we will to our recreation.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE III. The same.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter BIRON, with a paper</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The king he is hunting the deer; I am coursing</LINE>
<LINE>myself: they have pitched a toil; I am toiling in</LINE>
<LINE>a pitch,--pitch that defiles: defile! a foul</LINE>
<LINE>word. Well, set thee down, sorrow! for so they say</LINE>
<LINE>the fool said, and so say I, and I the fool: well</LINE>
<LINE>proved, wit! By the Lord, this love is as mad as</LINE>
<LINE>Ajax: it kills sheep; it kills me, I a sheep:</LINE>
<LINE>well proved again o' my side! I will not love: if</LINE>
<LINE>I do, hang me; i' faith, I will not. O, but her</LINE>
<LINE>eye,--by this light, but for her eye, I would not</LINE>
<LINE>love her; yes, for her two eyes. Well, I do nothing</LINE>
<LINE>in the world but lie, and lie in my throat. By</LINE>
<LINE>heaven, I do love: and it hath taught me to rhyme</LINE>
<LINE>and to be melancholy; and here is part of my rhyme,</LINE>
<LINE>and here my melancholy. Well, she hath one o' my</LINE>
<LINE>sonnets already: the clown bore it, the fool sent</LINE>
<LINE>it, and the lady hath it: sweet clown, sweeter</LINE>
<LINE>fool, sweetest lady! By the world, I would not care</LINE>
<LINE>a pin, if the other three were in. Here comes one</LINE>
<LINE>with a paper: God give him grace to groan!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Stands aside</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter FERDINAND, with a paper</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay me!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside</STAGEDIR> Shot, by heaven! Proceed, sweet Cupid:</LINE>
<LINE>thou hast thumped him with thy bird-bolt under the</LINE>
<LINE>left pap. In faith, secrets!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR></LINE>
<LINE>So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not</LINE>
<LINE>To those fresh morning drops upon the rose,</LINE>
<LINE>As thy eye-beams, when their fresh rays have smote</LINE>
<LINE>The night of dew that on my cheeks down flows:</LINE>
<LINE>Nor shines the silver moon one half so bright</LINE>
<LINE>Through the transparent bosom of the deep,</LINE>
<LINE>As doth thy face through tears of mine give light;</LINE>
<LINE>Thou shinest in every tear that I do weep:</LINE>
<LINE>No drop but as a coach doth carry thee;</LINE>
<LINE>So ridest thou triumphing in my woe.</LINE>
<LINE>Do but behold the tears that swell in me,</LINE>
<LINE>And they thy glory through my grief will show:</LINE>
<LINE>But do not love thyself; then thou wilt keep</LINE>
<LINE>My tears for glasses, and still make me weep.</LINE>
<LINE>O queen of queens! how far dost thou excel,</LINE>
<LINE>No thought can think, nor tongue of mortal tell.</LINE>
<LINE>How shall she know my griefs? I'll drop the paper:</LINE>
<LINE>Sweet leaves, shade folly. Who is he comes here?</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Steps aside</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>What, Longaville! and reading! listen, ear.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, in thy likeness, one more fool appear!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter LONGAVILLE, with a paper</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay me, I am forsworn!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, he comes in like a perjure, wearing papers.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In love, I hope: sweet fellowship in shame!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>One drunkard loves another of the name.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Am I the first that have been perjured so?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I could put thee in comfort. Not by two that I know:</LINE>
<LINE>Thou makest the triumviry, the corner-cap of society,</LINE>
<LINE>The shape of Love's Tyburn that hangs up simplicity.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I fear these stubborn lines lack power to move:</LINE>
<LINE>O sweet Maria, empress of my love!</LINE>
<LINE>These numbers will I tear, and write in prose.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O, rhymes are guards on wanton Cupid's hose:</LINE>
<LINE>Disfigure not his slop.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This same shall go.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye,</LINE>
<LINE>'Gainst whom the world cannot hold argument,</LINE>
<LINE>Persuade my heart to this false perjury?</LINE>
<LINE>Vows for thee broke deserve not punishment.</LINE>
<LINE>A woman I forswore; but I will prove,</LINE>
<LINE>Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee:</LINE>
<LINE>My vow was earthly, thou a heavenly love;</LINE>
<LINE>Thy grace being gain'd cures all disgrace in me.</LINE>
<LINE>Vows are but breath, and breath a vapour is:</LINE>
<LINE>Then thou, fair sun, which on my earth dost shine,</LINE>
<LINE>Exhalest this vapour-vow; in thee it is:</LINE>
<LINE>If broken then, it is no fault of mine:</LINE>
<LINE>If by me broke, what fool is not so wise</LINE>
<LINE>To lose an oath to win a paradise?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>This is the liver-vein, which makes flesh a deity,</LINE>
<LINE>A green goose a goddess: pure, pure idolatry.</LINE>
<LINE>God amend us, God amend! we are much out o' the way.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By whom shall I send this?--Company! stay.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Steps aside</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All hid, all hid; an old infant play.</LINE>
<LINE>Like a demigod here sit I in the sky.</LINE>
<LINE>And wretched fools' secrets heedfully o'ereye.</LINE>
<LINE>More sacks to the mill! O heavens, I have my wish!</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter DUMAIN, with a paper</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Dumain transform'd! four woodcocks in a dish!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O most divine Kate!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O most profane coxcomb!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By heaven, the wonder in a mortal eye!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By earth, she is not, corporal, there you lie.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Her amber hair for foul hath amber quoted.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>An amber-colour'd raven was well noted.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As upright as the cedar.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stoop, I say;</LINE>
<LINE>Her shoulder is with child.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As fair as day.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, as some days; but then no sun must shine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O that I had my wish!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I had mine!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And I mine too, good Lord!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Amen, so I had mine: is not that a good word?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I would forget her; but a fever she</LINE>
<LINE>Reigns in my blood and will remember'd be.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A fever in your blood! why, then incision</LINE>
<LINE>Would let her out in saucers: sweet misprision!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Once more I'll read the ode that I have writ.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Once more I'll mark how love can vary wit.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Reads</STAGEDIR></LINE>
<LINE>On a day--alack the day!--</LINE>
<LINE>Love, whose month is ever May,</LINE>
<LINE>Spied a blossom passing fair</LINE>
<LINE>Playing in the wanton air:</LINE>
<LINE>Through the velvet leaves the wind,</LINE>
<LINE>All unseen, can passage find;</LINE>
<LINE>That the lover, sick to death,</LINE>
<LINE>Wish himself the heaven's breath.</LINE>
<LINE>Air, quoth he, thy cheeks may blow;</LINE>
<LINE>Air, would I might triumph so!</LINE>
<LINE>But, alack, my hand is sworn</LINE>
<LINE>Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn;</LINE>
<LINE>Vow, alack, for youth unmeet,</LINE>
<LINE>Youth so apt to pluck a sweet!</LINE>
<LINE>Do not call it sin in me,</LINE>
<LINE>That I am forsworn for thee;</LINE>
<LINE>Thou for whom Jove would swear</LINE>
<LINE>Juno but an Ethiope were;</LINE>
<LINE>And deny himself for Jove,</LINE>
<LINE>Turning mortal for thy love.</LINE>
<LINE>This will I send, and something else more plain,</LINE>
<LINE>That shall express my true love's fasting pain.</LINE>
<LINE>O, would the king, Biron, and Longaville,</LINE>
<LINE>Were lovers too! Ill, to example ill,</LINE>
<LINE>Would from my forehead wipe a perjured note;</LINE>
<LINE>For none offend where all alike do dote.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Advancing</STAGEDIR> Dumain, thy love is far from charity.</LINE>
<LINE>You may look pale, but I should blush, I know,</LINE>
<LINE>To be o'erheard and taken napping so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Advancing</STAGEDIR> Come, sir, you blush; as his your case is such;</LINE>
<LINE>You chide at him, offending twice as much;</LINE>
<LINE>You do not love Maria; Longaville</LINE>
<LINE>Did never sonnet for her sake compile,</LINE>
<LINE>Nor never lay his wreathed arms athwart</LINE>
<LINE>His loving bosom to keep down his heart.</LINE>
<LINE>I have been closely shrouded in this bush</LINE>
<LINE>And mark'd you both and for you both did blush:</LINE>
<LINE>I heard your guilty rhymes, observed your fashion,</LINE>
<LINE>Saw sighs reek from you, noted well your passion:</LINE>
<LINE>Ay me! says one; O Jove! the other cries;</LINE>
<LINE>One, her hairs were gold, crystal the other's eyes:</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To LONGAVILLE</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>You would for paradise break faith, and troth;</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>To DUMAIN</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>And Jove, for your love, would infringe an oath.</LINE>
<LINE>What will Biron say when that he shall hear</LINE>
<LINE>Faith so infringed, which such zeal did swear?</LINE>
<LINE>How will he scorn! how will he spend his wit!</LINE>
<LINE>How will he triumph, leap and laugh at it!</LINE>
<LINE>For all the wealth that ever I did see,</LINE>
<LINE>I would not have him know so much by me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now step I forth to whip hypocrisy.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Advancing</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Ah, good my liege, I pray thee, pardon me!</LINE>
<LINE>Good heart, what grace hast thou, thus to reprove</LINE>
<LINE>These worms for loving, that art most in love?</LINE>
<LINE>Your eyes do make no coaches; in your tears</LINE>
<LINE>There is no certain princess that appears;</LINE>
<LINE>You'll not be perjured, 'tis a hateful thing;</LINE>
<LINE>Tush, none but minstrels like of sonneting!</LINE>
<LINE>But are you not ashamed? nay, are you not,</LINE>
<LINE>All three of you, to be thus much o'ershot?</LINE>
<LINE>You found his mote; the king your mote did see;</LINE>
<LINE>But I a beam do find in each of three.</LINE>
<LINE>O, what a scene of foolery have I seen,</LINE>
<LINE>Of sighs, of groans, of sorrow and of teen!</LINE>
<LINE>O me, with what strict patience have I sat,</LINE>
<LINE>To see a king transformed to a gnat!</LINE>
<LINE>To see great Hercules whipping a gig,</LINE>
<LINE>And profound Solomon to tune a jig,</LINE>
<LINE>And Nestor play at push-pin with the boys,</LINE>
<LINE>And critic Timon laugh at idle toys!</LINE>
<LINE>Where lies thy grief, O, tell me, good Dumain?</LINE>
<LINE>And gentle Longaville, where lies thy pain?</LINE>
<LINE>And where my liege's? all about the breast:</LINE>
<LINE>A caudle, ho!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Too bitter is thy jest.</LINE>
<LINE>Are we betray'd thus to thy over-view?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Not you to me, but I betray'd by you:</LINE>
<LINE>I, that am honest; I, that hold it sin</LINE>
<LINE>To break the vow I am engaged in;</LINE>
<LINE>I am betray'd, by keeping company</LINE>
<LINE>With men like men of inconstancy.</LINE>
<LINE>When shall you see me write a thing in rhyme?</LINE>
<LINE>Or groan for love? or spend a minute's time</LINE>
<LINE>In pruning me? When shall you hear that I</LINE>
<LINE>Will praise a hand, a foot, a face, an eye,</LINE>
<LINE>A gait, a state, a brow, a breast, a waist,</LINE>
<LINE>A leg, a limb?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Soft! whither away so fast?</LINE>
<LINE>A true man or a thief that gallops so?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I post from love: good lover, let me go.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter JAQUENETTA and COSTARD</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>God bless the king!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What present hast thou there?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Some certain treason.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What makes treason here?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, it makes nothing, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If it mar nothing neither,</LINE>
<LINE>The treason and you go in peace away together.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I beseech your grace, let this letter be read:</LINE>
<LINE>Our parson misdoubts it; 'twas treason, he said.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Biron, read it over.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Giving him the paper</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Where hadst thou it?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>JAQUENETTA</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of Costard.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Where hadst thou it?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Of Dun Adramadio, Dun Adramadio.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>BIRON tears the letter</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How now! what is in you? why dost thou tear it?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A toy, my liege, a toy: your grace needs not fear it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LONGAVILLE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It did move him to passion, and therefore let's hear it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is Biron's writing, and here is his name.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Gathering up the pieces</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>To COSTARD</STAGEDIR> Ah, you whoreson loggerhead! you were</LINE>
<LINE>born to do me shame.</LINE>
<LINE>Guilty, my lord, guilty! I confess, I confess.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That you three fools lack'd me fool to make up the mess:</LINE>
<LINE>He, he, and you, and you, my liege, and I,</LINE>
<LINE>Are pick-purses in love, and we deserve to die.</LINE>
<LINE>O, dismiss this audience, and I shall tell you more.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>DUMAIN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now the number is even.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>True, true; we are four.</LINE>
<LINE>Will these turtles be gone?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Hence, sirs; away!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>COSTARD</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Walk aside the true folk, and let the traitors stay.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt COSTARD and JAQUENETTA</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sweet lords, sweet lovers, O, let us embrace!</LINE>
<LINE>As true we are as flesh and blood can be:</LINE>
<LINE>The sea will ebb and flow, heaven show his face;</LINE>
<LINE>Young blood doth not obey an old decree:</LINE>
<LINE>We cannot cross the cause why we were born;</LINE>
<LINE>Therefore of all hands must we be forsworn.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>FERDINAND</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What, did these rent lines show some love of thine?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BIRON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Did they, quoth you? Who sees the heavenly Rosaline,</LINE>
<LINE>That, like a rude and savage man of Inde,</LINE>
<LINE>At the first opening of the gorgeous east,</LINE>