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Buron. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat, Arm. Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty, These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn. and pathetical !

[Exit. Moth. If she be made of white and red, SCENE II. Armado's House.

Her faults will ne'er be known;

For blushing cheeks by faults are bred,
Enter ARMADO and Moth

And fears by pale white shown:
Arm. Boy, what sign is it when a man of great

Then, if she fear, or be to blame, spirit grows melancholy?

By this you shall not know; Moth. A great sign, sir, that he will look sad.

For still her cheeks possess the same, Arm. Why, sadness is one and the self-same a dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of

Which native she doth owe. thing, dear imp. Moth. No, no, sir, no.

white and red. Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melan

Arm. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and choly, my tender juvenal ? 4

the Beggar? Moth. By a familiar demonstration of the work

Moth. The world was very guilty of such a ballad ing, my tough senior.

some three ages since : but, I think, now 'tis not to Arm. Why tough senior? why tough senior ?

be found; or, if it were, it would neither serve for Moth. Why tender juvenal ? why tender juvenal ? the writing nor the tune. Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent that I may example my digression by some mighty

Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, epitheton, appertaining to thy young days, which we may nominate tender.

precedent. Boy, I do love that country girl, that Moth. And I, tough senior, as an appertinent title I took in the park with the rational hind, Costard ;

she deserves well. to your old time, which we may name tough. Arm. Pretty and apt.

Moth. To be whipped ; and yet a better love Moth. How mean you, sir? I pretty, and

than my master.

[ Aside. my saying apt? or, I apt, and my saying pretty ?

Arm. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love. Arm. Thou pretty, because little.

Moth. And that's great marvel, loving a light Moth. Little pretty, because little: Wherefore apt? Arm. And therefore apt, because quick.

Arm. I say sing. Moth. Speak you this in my praise, master ?

Moth. Forbear till this company be past, Arm. In thy condign praise.

Enter Dull, Costard, and JAQUENETTA. Moth. I will praise an eel with the same praise. Arm. What? that an eel is ingenious ?

Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep Moth. That an eel is quick.

Costard safe : and you must let him take no delight, Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answers : Thou For this damsel, I must keep her at the park; she

nor no penance; but a'must fast three days a-week: heatest my blood.

is allowed for the day-woman. 7 Moth. I am answered, sir.

Fare you well. Arm. I love not to be crossed.

Arm. I do betray myself with blushing. — Maid. Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, crosses 5 love

Jaq. Man.

Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge. not him.

[Aside. Arm. I have promised to study three years with

Jaq. That's hereby.

Arm. I know where it is situate. the duke. Moth. You may do it in an hour, sir.

Jaq. How wise you are !

Arm. I will tell thee wonders.
Arm. Impossible.
Moth. How many is one thrice told ?

Jaq. With that face?

Arm. I love thee. Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fitteth the spirit of a tapster.

Jaq. So I heard you say.

Arm. And so farewell.
Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester, sir.
Arm. I confess both; they are both the varnish

Jaq. Fair weather after you! of a complete man.

Dull. Come, Jaquenetta, away.

(Exeunt Dull and JAQUENETTA. Moth. Then, I am sure you know how much the

Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences, ere gross sum of deuce-ace amounts to. Arm. It doth amount to one more than two.

thou be pardoned. Moth. Which the base vulgar do call three,

Cost. Well, sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do Arm. True.

it on a full stomach.

Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punished.
Moth. Why, sir, is this such a piece of study?
Now here is three studied, ere you'll thrice wink:

Cost. I am more bound to you, than your fellows, and how easy it is to put years to the word three, for they are but lightly rewarded. and study three years in two words, the dancing

Arm. Take away this villain ; shut him up. horse will tell you.

Moth. Come, you transgressing slave ; away. Arm. A most fine figure!

Cost. Let me not be pent up, sir; I will fast, Moth. To prove you a cipher. Arm. I will hereupon confess, I am in love: and

Moth. No, sir, that were fast and loose : thou

shalt to prison. my love is most immaculate white and red. Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, are

Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of masked under such colours.

desolation that I have seen, some shall see —

Moth. What shall some see?
Arm. Define, define, well-educated infant.
Moth. My father's wit, and my mother's tongue

Cost. Nay, nothing, master Moth, but what they

look assist me!

upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent * Young man

7 Dairy-woman. $ The name of a coin once current. 6 of which she is naturally possessed.

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[ Aside. being loose.

in their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing : Spaniard's rapier. The first and second cause will I have as little patience as another man ; and there- not serve my turn; the passado he respects not, the fore I can be quiet. [Ereunt Moth and CostaRD. duello he regards not: his disgrace is to be called

Arm. I do affect the very ground, which is base, boy; but his glory is to subdue men. Adieu, vawhere her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, lour! rust, rapier ! be still, drum! for your manager which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, is in love; yea, he loveth. Assist me, some extem(which is a great argument of falsehood,) if I love: poral god of rhyme, for, I am sure, I shall turn And how can that be true love, which is falsely sonneteer. Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for attempted ? Cupid's butt-shaft 9 is too hard for whole volumes in folio. Hercules' club, and therefore too much odds for a

(Erit.

ACT II.

SCENE I. - A Pavilion, and Tents at a distance. Nothing becomes him ill, that he would well.

The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss, Enter the Princess of France, RosALINE, Maria, (If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil,) KATHARINE, BOYET, Lords, and other Attendants.

Is a sharp wit match'd with too blunt a will; Boyet. Now, madam, summon up your dearest Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills spirits :

It should none spare that come within his power. Consider who the king your father sends;

Prin. Some merry mocking lord, belike; is't so? To whom he sends; and what's his embassy :

Mar. They say so most, that most his humours Yourself, held precious in the world s esteem;

know. To parley with the sole inheritor

Prin. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they grow. Of all perfections that a man may owe,

Who are the rest ? Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less weight Kuth. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd Than Aquitain ; a dowry for a queen.

youth, Be now as prodigal of all dear grace,

Of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd : As nature was in making graces dear,

Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill; When she did starve the general world beside, For he hath wit to make an ill shape good, And prodigally gave them all to you.

And shape to win grace though he had no wit. Prin. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though but I saw him at the duke Alençon's once ; mean,

And much too little of that good I saw, Needs not the painted flourish of your praise ; Is my report, to his great worthiness. Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,

Ros. Another of these students at that time Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues :

Was there with him: if I have heard a truth,
I am less proud to hear you tell my worth, Biron they call him; but a merrier man,
Than you much willing to be counted wise Within the limit of becoming mirth,
In spending your wit in the praise of mine.

I never spent an hour's talk withal :
But now to task the tasker. Good Boyet, His eye begets occasion for his wit;
You are not ignorant, all-telling fame

For every object that the one doth catch, Doth noise abroad Navarre hath made a vow, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Till painful study shall out-wear three years,

Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) No woman may approach his silent court :

Delivers in such apt and gracious words, Therefore to us seemeth it a needful course, That aged ears play truant at his tales, Before we enter his forbidden gates,

And younger hearings are quite ravished ; To know his pleasure ; and, in that behalf, So sweet and voluble is his discourse. Bold of your worthiness, we single you

Prin. Heaven bless my ladies! are they all in love; As our best-moving fair solicitor :

That every one her own hath garnished Tell him, the daughter of the king of France, With such bedecking ornaments of praise ? On serious business, craving quick despatch,

Mar. Here comes Boyet. Impórtunes personal conference with his grace.

Re-enter Boyet. Ilaste, signify so much ; while we attend,

Prin. Like humbly-visag'd suitors, his high will.

Now, what admittance, lord ? Boyet. Proud of employment, willingly I go.

Boyet. Navarre had notice of your fair approach;

[Erit. And he, and his competitors ' in oath, Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours is so.

Were all address'd' to meet you, gentle lady,

Before I came. Who are the votaries, my loving lords,

Marry, thus much I have learnt, That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke? He rather means to lodge you in the field, 1 Lord. Longaville is one.

(Like one that comes here to besiege his court,) Prin.

Know you the man? Than seek a dispensation for his oath, Mar. I know him, madam; at a marriage feast,

To let you enter his unpeopled house. Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir

Here comes Navarre,

(The Ladies mask. Of Jaques Falconbridge solemnized,

Enter King, LONGAVILLE, DUMain, Biron, and In Normandy saw I this Longaville :

Attendants.
A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd;
Well fitted in the arts, glorious in arms :

King. Fair princess, welcome to the court of

Navarre. I ove.

1 Confederates.

• Prepared

9 Arrow to shont at butts with.

Prin. Fair, I give you back again ; and, welcome And wrong the reputation of your name,
I have not yet : the roof of this court is too high to In so unseeming to confess receipt
be yours; and welcome to the wild fields too base of that which hath so faithfully been paid.
to be mine.

King. I do protest, I never heard of it;
King. You shall be welcome, madam, to my court. And, if you prove it, I'll repay it back,
Prin. I will be welcome then; conduct me Or yield up Aquitain.
thither.

Prin.

We arrest your word: King. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath. Boyet, you can produce acquittances, Prin. Our lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn. For such a sum, from special officers King. Not for the world, fair madam, by my will. Of Charles his father. Prin. Why, will shall break it; will, and no:hing King.

Satisfy me so. else.

Boyet. So please your grace, the packet is not king. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is.

come, Prin. Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise, Where that and other specialties are bound; Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance. To-morrow you shall have a sight of them. I hear, your grace hath sworn-out house-keeping : King. It shall suffice me: at which interview, 'Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord,

All liberal reason I will yield unto. And sin to break it :

Mean time, receive such welcome at my hand, But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold;

As honour, without breach of honour, may To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me.

Make tender of to thy true worthiness : Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming, You may not come, fair princess, in my gates ; And suddenly resolve me in my suit. (Gives a paper. But here without, you shall be so receiv'd, king. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.

As
you

shall deem yourself lodg'd in my heart, Prin. You will the sooner, that I were away; Though so denied fair harbour in my house. For you'll prove perjur'd, if you make me stay. Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell :

Biron. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once? To-morrow shall we visit you again.
Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once ? Prin. Sweet health and fair desires consort your
Biron. I know you did.

grace! Ros.

How needless was it then King. Thy own wish wish I thee in every place! To ask the question !

[Ereunt King and his Train. Biron.

You must not be so quick. Biron. Lady, I will commend you to my own Ros. 'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such | heart. questions.

Ros. 'Pray you, do my commendations; I would Biron. Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill be glad to see it. tire.

Biron. I would, you heard it groan. Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire.

Ros. Is the fool sick ? Biron. What time o' day ?

Biron. Sick at heart. Ros. The hour that fools shall ask.

Ros. Alack, let it blood. Biron. Now fair befall your mask !

Biron. Would that do it good ? Ros. Fair fall the face it covers!

Ros. My physick says, I. + Biron. And send you many lovers!

Biron. Will you prick’t with your eye? Ros. Amen, so you be none.

Ros. No poynt 5, with my knife. Biron. Nay, then will I be gone.

Biron. Now, heaven save thy life! King. Madam, your father here doth intimate Ros. And yours from long living! The payment of a hundred thousand crowns; Biron. I cannot stay thanksgiving. (Retiring. Being but the one half of an entire sum,

Dum. Sir, I pray you, a word: What lady is that Disbursed by my father in his wars.

same? But say, that he, or we, (as neither have,)

Boyet. The heir of Alençon, Rosaline her name. Receiv'd that sum ; yet there remains unpaid Dum. A gallant lady! Monsieur, fare you well. A hundred thousand more; in surety of the which,

[Erit. One part of Aquitain is bound to us,

Long. I beseech you a word; What is she in the Although not valued to the money's worth.

white ? If then the king your father will restore

Boyet. A woman sometimes, an you saw her in But that one half which is unsatisfied,

the light. We will give up our right in Aquitain,

Long. Pray you, sir, whose daughter ? And hold fair friendship with his majesty.

Boyet. Her mother's, I have heard. But that, it seems, he little purposeth,

Long. Heaven's blessing on your beard !
For here he doth demand to have repaid

Boyet. Good sir, be not offended :
An hundred thousand crowns; and not demands, She is an heir of Falconbridge.
On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,

Long. Nay, my choler is ended.
To have his title live in Aquitain ;

She is a most sweet lady. Which we much rather had depart 3 withal,

Boyet. Not unlike, sir; that may be. (Exit Long. And have the money by our father lent,

Biron. What's her name in the cap? Than Aquitain divided as it is.

Boyet. Katharine, by good hap.
Dear princess, were not his requests so far

Biron. Is she wedded or no ?
From reason's yielding, your fair self should make Boyet. To her will, sir, or so.
A yielding, 'gainst some reason, in my breast, Biron. You are welcome, sir; adieu !
And go well satisfied to France again.

Boyet. Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you. Prin. You do the king my father too much wrong,

[Exit Biron. – Ladies unmask. 3 Part.

S A French particle of negation,

4 Ay, yes.

Mar. That last is Biron, the merry mad-cap lord; | His face's own margent did quote such amazes, Not a word with him but a jest.

That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with gazes : Boyet.

And every jest but a word. I'll give you Aquitain, and all that is his, If my observation, (which very seldom lies,) An you give him for my sake but one loving kiss. By the heart's still rhetorick, disclosed with eyes, Prin. Come, to our pavilion : Boyet is dispos'd Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected.

Boyet. But to speak that in words, which his eye Prin. With what?

hath disclos d : Boyet. With that which we lovers entitle, affected. I only have made a mouth of his eye, Prin. Your reason ?

By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Boyet. Why all his behaviours did make their retire Ros. Thou art an old love-monger, and speak'st To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire :

skilfully. His heart, like an agate, with your print impressed, Mar. He is cupid's grandfather, and learns news Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed :

of him. His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see, Ros. Then was Venus like her motoer; for her Did stumble with haste in his eye sight to be;

father is but grim. All senses to that sense did make their repair, Boyet. Do you hear, my mad girls ? To feel only looking on fairest of fair :

Mar.

No. Methought, all his senses were lock'd in his eye, Boyet.

What then, do you see? As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy ;

Ros. Ay, our way to be gone. Who, tend'ring their own worth, from where they Boyet.

You are too hard for me were glass'd,

[Ercunt. Did point you to buy them, along as you pass'd.

.

ACT III.

SCENE I. · The Park, near the Palace. Moth. A man, if I live ; and this, by, in, and

without, upon the instant : By heart you love her, Enter ARMADO and Moth.

because your heart cannot come by her: in heart Arm. Warble, child ; make passionate my sense you love her, because your heart is in love with of hearing.

her : and out of heart you love her, being out of Moth. Concolinel

[Singing. heart that you cannot have her. Arm. Sweet air ! — Go, tenderness of years; take Arm. I am all these three. this key, give enlargement to the swain, bring him Moth. And three times as much more, and yet festinately 6 hither; I must employ him in a letter nothing at all. to my love.

Arm. Fetch hither the swain; be must carry me Moth. Master, will you win your love with a a letter. French brawl?7

Moth. A message well sympathised ; a horse to Arm. How mean'st thou ? brawling in French ? be embassador for an ass !

Moth. No, my complete master : but to jig off Arm. Ha, ha! what sayest thou ? a tune at the tongue's end, canary 6 to it with your Moth. Marry, sir, you must send the ass upon the feet, humour it with turning up your eye-lids ; sigh horse, for he is very slow gaited : But I go. a note, and sing a note; sometime through the Arm. The way is but short ; away. throat, as if you swallowed love with singing love; Moth. As swift as lead, sir. sometime through the nose, as if you snuffed up Arm. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious ? love by smelling love; with your hat penthouse- Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow ? like, o'er the shop of your eyes; with your arms Moth. Minimè, honest master ; or rather, master crossed on your thin doublet, like a rabbit on a spit ; or your hands in your pocket, like a man after Arm. I say, lead is slow, the old painting; and keep not too long in one Moth.

You are too swift, sir, to say so: tune, but a snip and away.

Is that lead slow which is fired from a gun?
Arm. How hast thou purchased this experience ? Arm. Sweet smoke of rhetorick:
Moth. By my penny of observation.

He reputes me a cannon; and the bullet, that's he: Arm. But 0, — but 0,

I shoot thee at the swain. Moth. the hobby-horse is forgot.

Moth.

Thump then, and I flee. Arm. Callest thou my love, hobby-horse ?

[Erit. Moth. No, master; the hobby-horse is but a colt, Arm. A most acute juvenal; voluble and free of and your love, perhaps, a hackney.

But have you forgot your love?

By thy favour, sweet welkin, I must sigh in thy face: Arm. Almost I had.

Most rude melancholy, valour gives thee place. Moth. Negligent student ! learn her by heart. My herald is return'd. Arm. By heart, and in heart, boy. Moth. And out of heart, master : all those three

Re-enter Moth and Costard. Arm. What will that prove ?

Moth. A wonder, master; here's a costard

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I will prove.

broken in a shin. 7 A kind of dance. & Canary was the name of a sprightly dance.

9 A head,

6 Hastily.

Arm. Some enigma, some riddle: come, - thy Moth. Like the sequel, I. — Signior Costard, l'envoy'; — begin.

adieu.

(Exit Moth. Cost. No egma, no riddle, no l'envoy; no salve Cost. Now will I look to his remuneration. Rein the mail, sir : 0, sir, plantain, a plain plantain ; muneration ! O, that's the Latin word for three no l'envoy, no l'envoy, no salve, sir, but a plantain ! farthings: three farthings — remuneration. - What's

Arm. By virtue, thou enforcest laughter; thy the price of this inkle ? a penny : No, I'll give you silly thought, my spleen; the heaving of my lungs a remuneration: why, it carries it. - Remuneration ! provokes me to ridiculous smiling: 0, pardon me, my stars! Doth the inconsiderate take salve for

Enter BIRON. l'envoy, and the word, l'envoy, for a salve ?

Biron. O, my good knave Costard ! exceedingly

well met. Moth. Do the wise think them other ? is not l'envoy a salve ?

Cost. Pray you, sir, how much carnation ribbon Arm. No, page : it is an epilogue or discourse may a man buy for a remuneration ? to make plain

Biron. What is a remuneration ? Some obscure precedence that hath tofore been sain.

Cost. Marry, sir, half-penny farthing. I will example it :

Biron. O, why then, three-farinings-worth of silk. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee,

Cost. I thank your worship: Heaven be with you! Were still at odds, being but three.

Biron. O, stay, slave; I must employ thee : There's the moral: Now the l'envoy.

As thou wilt win my favour, good my knave, Moth. I will

add the l'envoy : Say the moral again. Do one thing for me that I shall entreat. Arm. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee,

Cost. When would you have it done, sir ?
Were still at odds, being but three :

Biron. O, this afternoon,
Moth. Until the goose came out of door,

Cost. Well, I will do it, sir : Fare you well. And stay'd the odds by adding four.

Biron. O, thou knowest not what it is. Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow

Cost. I shall know, sir, when I have done it. with my l'envoy.

Biron. Why, villain, thou must know first. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee,

Cost. I will come to your worship to-morrow Were still at odds, being but three :

morning. Arm. Until the goose came out of door,

Biron. It must be done this afternoon. Hark, Staying the odds by adding four.

slave, it is but this; Moth. A good l'envoy, ending in the goose :

The princess comes to hunt here in the park, Would you desire more ?

And in her train there is a gentle lady; Cost. The boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose,

When tongues speak sweetly, then they name her that's flat :

name, Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose be fat

And Rosaline they call her : ask for her ; To sell a bargain well, is as cunning as fast and loose:

And to her white hand see thou do commend Let me see a fat l'envoy; ay, that's a fat goose.

This seal'd up counsel. There's thy guerdon ? ; Arm. Come hither, come hither : How did this

go.

[Gives him money. argument begin ?

Cost. Guerdon, - sweet guerdon! better than Moth. By saying that à Costard was broken in a shin. remuneration ; eleven-pence farthing better : Most Then call'd you for the l'envoy.

sweet guerdon !- I will do it, sir, in print. 3— GuerCost. True, and I for a plantain: Thus came

don - remuneration.

[Erit. your argument in ;

Biron. 0!- And I, forsooth, in love! I, that Then the boy's fat l'envoy, the goose that you bought; have been love's whip; And he ended the market.

A very beadle to a humourous sigh; Arm. But tell me; how was there a Costard A critick; nay, a night-watch constable; broken in a shin?

A domineering pedant o'er the boy, Moth. I will tell you sensibly.

Than whom no mortal so magnificent! Cost. Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth; I will This whimpled“, whining, purblind, wayward boy; speak that l'envoy :

This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; I, Costard, running out, that was safely within,

Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, Fell over the threshold, and broke my shin.

The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Arm. We will talk no more of this matter.

Liege of all loiterers and malcontents, Cost. Till there be more matter in the shin.

And I to be a corporal of his field, Arm. Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise thee.

And wear his colours like a tumbler's hoop! Cost. O, marry me to one Frances : - I smell

What? I! I love! I sue! I seek a wife ! some l'envoy, some goose, in this.

A woman, that is like a German clock, Arm. I mean, setting thee at liberty, enfreedom- Still a repairing ; ever out of frame; ing thy person; thou wert immured, restrained, And never going aright, being a watch, captivated, bound.

But being watch'd that it may still go right? Cost. True, true; and now you will let me loose. Nay, to be perjur’d, which is worst of all;

Arm. I give thee thy liberty, set thee from dur- And, among three, to love the worst of all; ance; and, in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing And I to sigh for her! to watch for her! but this: Bear this significant to the country maid To pray for her! Go to; it is a plague Jaquenetta : there is remuneration ; [Giving him That Cupid will impose for my neglect money.) for the best ward of mine honour, is re

Of his most mighty dreadful little might. warding my dependents. Moth, follow. [Erit.

Well, I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue, and groan ;

Some men must love my lady, and some Joan. | An old French term for concluding verses, which serred

[Erit. either to convey the moral, or to address the poem to some person.

* Hooded, veiled.

Reward.

3 With the utmost exactness.

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