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oue-swear Cupid. Comfort me, boy; What great men have been in love ?

Motb. Hercules, master.

Arm. Most sweet Hercules! More authority, dear boy, name more ; and, sweet my child, let them be men of good repute and carriage.

M tb. Sampson, master; he was a man of good carriage ; great carriage ; for he carried the town. gates on his back like a porter : and he was in love.

Arm. O well-knit Sampson, strong-jointed Sampson! I do excel thee in my rapier, as much as thou didst me in carrying gates. I am in love too. Who was Sampson's love, my dear Moth ?

Moth. A woman, master.
Arm. Of what complexion ?

Moth. Of all the four, or the three, or the two, or one of the four,

Arm. Tell me precisely of what complexion ?
Moth. Of the sea-water green, sir.
Arm. Is that one of the four complexions ?

Motb. As I have read, fir, and the best of them too.

Arm. Green, indeed, is the colour of lovers : but to have a love of that colour, methinks, Sampson had small reason for it. He, surely, affected her for her wit.

Morb. It was fo, fit; for she had a green wit. Arm. My love is most immaculate white and red.

Motb. Most maculate thoughts, master, are malk'd under such colours.

Arm. Define, define, well-educated infant,

Motb. My father's wit, and my mother's tongue, afrit me!

Arm. Sweet invocation of a child ; most pretty and pathetical Moth. If she be made of white and red,

Her fauits will ne'er be known;


For blushing cheeks by faults are bred,

And fears by pale-white shown: Then, if she fear, or be to blame,

By this you shall not know; For still her cheeks poffess the same,

Which native the doth owe. A dangerous rhime, master, against the reason of white and red.

Arm. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and the Beggar?

Motb. The world was guilty of such a ballad some three ages since; but, I think, now 'is not to be found; or if it were, it would neither serve for the writing, nor the tune.

Arm. I will have that subject newly writ o'er, that I may example my digression by some mighty precedent. Boy, I do love that country girl, that I took in the park with the rational hind Costard ; * she de. serves well

Moth. To be whippd; and yet a better love than my master,

Arm. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love.

Mob. And that's great marvel, loving a light wench.

Arm. I say, sing.
Moth. Forbear, till this company is past.

Enter Costard, Dull, Jaquenetta, a Maid. Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep Costard safe: and you must let him take no delight, nor no penance; but he must fast three days a week. For this damsel, I must keep her at the park ; she is allow'd for the day-woman. Fare you well.

s the King and the Beggar ?] See Dr. Percy's Collection in 3 vols. STEEVENS.

6 tbe rational bind Cofiard;] Perhaps, we should read the irra tional bind, &c. T. T.

The rational bind, perhaps, means only the reasoning brute, the qnimal with some share of reajon. STEEVENS.


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Arm. I do betray myself with blushing. Maid, -
Jaq. Man,-
Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge.
Jaq. That's here by.
Arm. I know where it is situate.
Jaq. Lord, how wise you are !
Arm. I will tell thee wonders.
Jaq. With that face?
Arm. I love thee.
Jaq. So I heard you say.
Am. And so farewell.
Faq Fair weather after you!
Dull. Come, Jaquenetta, away.

(Exeunt Dull and J aquenetta. Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences, ere thou be pardoned.

Coft. Well, sir, i hope, when I do it, I shall do it on a full stomach.

Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punish'd.

Coft. I am more bound to you, than your followers; for they are but lightly rewarded.

Arm. Take away this villain; fhut him up.
Moth. Come, you transgressing Nave ; away.

Cost. Let me not be pent up, fir; I will fast, being loole.

Maid. Fair weatber after you. C:me, Jaquenetia, away.] Thus all the printed copies : but the editors have been guilty of much inadvertence. They make Jaquenetta, and a Maid enter; whereas Jaquenetta is the only maid intended by the poet, and is committed to the custody of Dall, to be conveyed by him to the lodge 'in the park. I his being the case, it is evident to demonftration, that Fay weather after you

must be spoken by Jaquenetta; and then that Dull fays to her, Come, Jaguenetta, away, as I have fegulated the text. T'HEOBALD.

Mr. Theobald has endeavoured here to dignify his own indul"try by a very light performance. The folios all read as he reads, except that instead of naming the persons they give their characters, enter Clown, Constable, and Weach. JOHNSON.


look upon.

Motb. No, fir ; that were fast and loose : thou Thalt to prison.

Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of deso. lacion that I have seen, some shall see

Moth. What shall fome fee?
Coft. Nay, nothing, master Moth, but what they

* It is not for prisoners to be silent in their words, and therefore I will say nothing : I thank God, I have as little patience as another man ; and, therefore I can be quiet.

[Exeunt Moth and Costard. Arm. I do affect the very ground, which is base, where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, which is a great argument of falfhood, if I love. And how can that be true love, which is falny attempted ? Love is a familiar ; love is a devil ; there is no evil angel but love. Yet Sampfon was so tempted ; and he had an excellent strength: yet was Solomon so seduced; and he had a very good wit. Cupid's but-shaft is too hard for Hercules's club, and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier. The first and second cause will not serve my turn; ' the passado he respects not, the duello he regards not: his disgrace is to be call’d boy ; but his glory is, to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust, rapier ! be still, drum! for your manager is in love ; yea, he loveth.

he loveth. AMift me some extemporal God of rhime, for, I am sure, I shall turn sonneteer. Devise wit; write pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio.


: It is not for prisoners to be filent in their words,] I suppose we should read, it is not for prisoners to be silent in their wards, that is, in custody, in the holds. Johnson.

I believe the blunder was intentional. The quarto, however, reads, It is for prisoners, &c. Steevens. ,

9. The first and second cause will not serve my turn ;] See the last act of As you like it, with the notes. JOHNSON.


А стІІІ.


Before the King of Navarre's Palace.

Enter the Princess of France, Rosaline, Maria, Catherine,
Boyer, Lords, and other Attendauts.

W, madam, summon up your dearest spirits :

Consider, whom the king your father sends ;
To whom he sends, and what's his embassy.
Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem;
To parley with the sole inheritor
Of all perfections that a man may owe,
Matchless Navarre ; the plea of no less weight
Than Aquitain, a dowry for a queen.
Be now as prodigal of all dear grace,
As nature was of making graces dear,
When she did ftarve the general world beside,
And prodigally gave them all to you.
Prin. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though but

Needs not the painted Aourish of your praise ;
Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,
Not utter'd by base sale of chapnien's tongues.'
I am less proud to hear you tell my worth,
Than you much willing to be counted wise,
In spending thus your wit in praise of mine.
But now, to talk the tasker ;-Good Boyet,
You are not ignorant, all-telling fame


-chapmen's tongues.] Chapman here seems to fignify the seller, not, as now commonly, the buyer. Cheap or cheping was anciently the market, chapman therefore is marketman. The mean. ing is, that that the iftimation of beauty depends out on the uttering or proclamation of the seller, but on the eye of ihe buyer. JOHNSON.


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