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Tell him, the daughter of the king of France, (Like one that comes here to besiege his court,)
On serious business, craving quick despatch, Than seek a dispensation for his oath,
Importunes personal conference with his grace. To let you enter his unpeopled house.
Haste, signify so much ; while we attend, Here comes Navarre. [The ladies mask.
Like humble-visay'd suitors, his high will. Enter KING, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN,
Boy. Proud of employment, willingly I go. BIRON, and Attendants.

(Exit. King. Fair princess, welcome to the court Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours of Navarre. is so.

Prin. Fair, I give you back again; and, Who are the votaries, my loving lords, welcome I have not yet : the roof of this That are vow.fellows with this virtuous duke? court is too high to be yours; and welcome 1 Lord. Longaville is one.

to the wild fields too base to be mine. Prin.

Know you the man ? King. You shall be welcome, madam, to Mur. I know him, madam; at a marriage

my court.

(ne thither. feast,

Prin. I will be welcome then ; conduct Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir King. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn Of Jaques Falconbridge solemnized,

an oath.

[forsworn. In Normandy saw I this Longaville :

Prin. Our Lady help my lord! he'll be A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd ; King. Not for the world, fair madam, by Well fitted in the arts, glorious in arms :

[nothing else. Nothing becomes him ill, that he would well, Prin. Why, will shall break it; will, and The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss,

King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. (If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil,) Prin. Were my lord so, his ignorance were Is a sharp wit match'd with too blunt a will; wise.

[norance. Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will Where I now his knowledge must prove ig. still wills

I hear, your grace hath sworn-out houseIt should none spare that come within his keeping: power.

[is't so ? 'Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord, Prin. Some merry mocking lord, belike; And sin to break it : Mar. They say so most, that most his hu- But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold; mours know.

[they grow. To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me. Prin. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming, Who are the rest ?

(plish'd youth, And suddenly resolve me in my suit. Kath. The young Dumain, a well accom

(Gives a paper. Of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd: [ill ; King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. Most power to do most harm, least knowing Prin. You will the sooner, that I were For he hath wit to make an ill shape good,

away ; And shape to win grace though he had no wit. For you'll prove perjur'd, if you make me stay. I saw him at the duke Alençon's once ; Biron. Did not I dance with you in Brabant And much too little of that good I saw,


[once? Is my report, to his great worthiness.

Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant Ros. Another of these students at that time Biron. I know you did. Was there with him: if I have heard a truth, Ros.

How needless was it then Biron they call him ; but a merrier man To ask the question? Within the limit of becoming mirth,


You must not be so quick. I never spent an hour's talk withal :

Ros. 'Tis 'long of you that spur me with His eye begets occasion for his wit;

such questions.

['twill tire. For every object that the one doth catch, Biron. Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest;

Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire. Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,) Biron. What time o' day? Delivers in such apt and gracious words,

Ros. The hour that fools should ask.
That aged ears play truant at his tales,

Biron. Now fair befal your mask!
And younger hearings are quite ravished; Ros. Fair fall the face it covers
So sweet and voluble is his discourse.

Biron. And send you many lovers!
Prin. God bless my ladies! are they all in Ros. Amen, so you be none.
That every one her owo hath garnished (love; Biron. Nay, then will I be gone. [mate
With such bedecking ornaments of praise ?. King. Madam, your father here doth inti.
Mar. Here comes Boyet.

The payment of a hundred thousand crowns ; Re-enter Boyet.

Being but the one half of an entire sum, Prin. Now, what admittance, lord? Disbursed by my father in his wars. Boyet. Navarre had notice of your fair But say, that he, or we, (as neither havę,) approach;

Receiv'd that sum ; yet there remains unpaid And he, and his competitors * in oath, A hundred thousand more; in surety of the Were all address’dt to meet you, gentle lady, One part of Aquitain is bound to us, (which, Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt, Although not valued to the money's worth. He rather means to lodge you in the field, If then

the king your father will restore • Confederates. Prepared. Whereas.

But that one half which is unsatisfied,

Dum. A gallant lady! Monsieur, fare you We will give up our right in Aquitain,


[Exit. And hold fair friendship with his majesty. Long. I beseech you a word; What is she But that, it seems, he little purposeth,

in the white?

[in the light. For here he doth demand to have repaid Boyet. A woman sometimes, an you saw her An hundred thousand crowns; and not de- Long. Perchance, light in the light: I desire mands,

her name.

[that, were a shame. On payment of a hundred thousand crowns, Boyet. She hath but one for herself; to desire To have his title live in Aquitain;

Long. Pray you, sir, whose daughter ? Which we much rather had depart * withal, Boyet. Her mother's, I have heard. And have the money by our father lent, Long. God's blessing on your beard ! Than Aquitain so gelded as it is.

Boyet. Good sir, be not offended: Dear princess, were not his requests so far She is an heir of Falconbridge. From reason's yielding, your fai

self should Long. Nay, my choler is ended.

She is a most sweet lady.
A yielding, 'gainst some reason, in my breast, Boyet. Not unlike, sir; that may be.
And go well satisfied to France again. [wrong,

[Exit Long. Prin. You do the king my father too much Biron. What's her name, in the cap? And wrong the reputation of your name,

Boyet. Katharine, by good hap. In so unseeming to confess receipt

Biron. Is she wedded, or no? Of that which hath so faithfully been paid. Boyet. To her will, sir, or so.

King. I do protest, I never heard of it; Biron. You are welcome, sir; adieu ! And, if you prove it, I'll repay it back,

Boyet. Farewell to me, sir, and welcome Or yield up Aquitain.

to you. [Exit Bir.-Ladies unmask. Prin.

We arrest your word :- Mar. That last is Biron, the merry inad-cap Boyet, you can produce acquittances, Not a word with him but a jest.

[lord; For such a sum, from special officers

Boyet. And every jest but a word! Of Charles his father.

Prin. It was well done of you to take him King. Satisfy me so. [come, at his word.

[to board. Boyet. So please your grace, the packet is not Boyet. I was as willing to grapple, as he was Where that and other specialties are bound; Mar. Two hot sheeps, marry! To-morrow you shall have a sight of them. Boyet.

And wberefore not ships ! King. It shall suffice me: at which inter. No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your All liberal reason I will yield unto. [view, lips.

(finish the jest? Mean time, receive such welcome at my hand, Mar. You sheep, and I pasture; Shall that As honour, without breach of honour, may Boyet. So you grant pasture for me. Make tender of to thy true worthiness:

[Offering to kiss her. You may not come, fair princess, in my gates ;


Not so, gentle beast; But here withont you shall be so receiv'd, My lips are no common, though several s they As you shall deem yourself lodg'd in my heart, Boyet. Belonging to whom?

(be. Though so denied fair harbour in my honse. Mar.

To my fortunes and me. Your own good thoughts excuse me, and fare

Prin. Good wits will be jangling; but, genTo-morrow shall we visit you again. [well:

tles agree : Prin. Sweet health and fair desires consort The civil war of wits were much better used your grace!

On Navarre and his book-men; for here 'tis King. Thy own wish wish I thee in every abused.

place! [Exeunt King and his Train. Boyet. If my observation, (which very sel. Biron. Lady, I will commend my

dom lies)

[eyes, own heart.

By the heart's still rhetoric, disclosed with Ros. 'Pray you, do my commendations; I Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected. would be glad to see it.

Prin. With what? Biron. I would, you heard it groan. Boyet. With that which we lovers entitle, Ros. Is the fool sick?

Prin. Your reason?

(affected. Biron. Sick at heart.

Boyet. Why all his behaviours did make Ros. Alack, let it blood.

their retire

(sire: Biron. Would that do it good?

To the court of his eye, peeping thorough deRos. My physic says, It.

His heart, like an agate, with your print imBiron. Will you prick't with your eye?

pressed, Ros. No poynt t, with my knife.

Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed: Biron. Now, God save thy life!

His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see, Ros. And yours from long living!

Did stumble with haste in his eye-sight to be; Biron. I cannot stay thanksgiving.(Retiring. All senses to that sense did make their repair, Dum. Sir, I pray yon, word : What lady To feel only looking on fairest of fair :

[eye, is that same?

(name. Methought, all his senses were lock'd in his Boyet. The heir of Alençon, Rosaline her i As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy; • Part. + Ay, yes.

A French particle of negation.
Ý A quibble, several signified unenclosed lands.

you to

Who, tend'ring their own worth, from where I only have made a month of his eye, they were glass'd,

(pass'd. By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Did point you to buy them, along as you Ros. Thou art an old love-monger, and His face's own margent did quote such amazes, speak’st skilfully. (news of him. That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with Mur. He is Cupid's grandfather, and learns gazes :

Ros. Then was Venus like her mother; for I'll give you Aquitain, and all that is his,

her father is but grim. And you give him for my sake but one loving Boyet. Do you hear, my mad wenches ? kiss.

Mar. Prin. Come, to our pavilion: Boyet is dis. Boyet.

What then, do you see? pos'd

Ros. Ay, our way to be gone. Boyet. But to speak that in words, which his Boyet.

Your are too hard for me. eye hath disclos'd:




SCENE I. Another part of the same.

Arm. What wilt thou prove?
Enter ARMADO and Moth.

Moth. A man, if I live; and this, by, in,

and without, npon the instant : By heart you Arm. Warble, child; make passionate my love her, because your heart cannot come by sense of hearing.

her: in heart you love her, because your Moth. Concolinel

(Singing. heart is in love with her; and out of heart Arm. Sweet air !-Go, tenderness of years; you love her, being out of heart that you can. take this key, give enlargement to the swain, not enjoy her. bring him festinately hither; I must employ Arm. I am all these three. him in a letter to my love.

Moth. And three times as much more, and Moth. Master, will you win your love with yet nothing at all. a French brawlt?

Arm. Fetch hither the swain; he must carArm. How mean'st thou? brawling in me a letter.

Moth. A message well sympathized; a Moth. No, my complete master; but to horse to be ambassador for an ass! jig off a tune at the tongue's end, canary I to Arm. Ha, ha! what sayest thou? it with your feet, humour it with turning up Moth. Marry, sir, you must send the ass your eye-lids ; sigh a note, and sing a note; upon the horse, for he is very slow-gaited: sometime through the throat, as if you swal- But I go. lowed love with singing love ; sometime Arm. The way is but short ; away. through the nose, as if you snuffed up love by Moth. As swift as lead, sir. smelling love ; with your hat penthouse-like, Arm. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious ? o'er the shop of your eyes; with your arms Is not lead a nietal heavy, dull, and slow? crossed on your thin belly.doublet, like a rab- Moth. Minimé, honest master; or rather, bit on a spis; or your hands in your pocket, master, no. like a man after the old painting ; and keep Arm. I say, lead is slow. not too long in one tune, but a snip and away : Moth. You are too swift ý, sir, to say so: These are coinplements, these are humours; Is that lead slow which is fir'd from

a gun? these betray nice wenches that would be be- Arm. Sweet smoke of rhetoric! trayed without these ; and make them men of He reputes me a cannon; and the bullet, that's note, (do you note, meu?) that most are af. I shoot thee at the swain.


Moth. Thump then, and I fee. (Erit. Arm. How hast thou purchased this expe- Arm. A most acute juvenal; voluble and

free of grace!

(thy face: Moth. By my penny of observation. By thy favour, sweet welkin, I must sigh in Arm. But 0,-hut 0,

Most rude melancholy, valour gives thee place. Moth. - the hobby-horse is forgot. My berald is return'd. Arm. Caliest thou my love, hobby-horse? Re-enter Moth and COSTARD. Moth. No, master; the hobby-horse is but Moth. A wonder, master; here's a Cos. colt, and your love, perhaps, a backuey. tard l broken in a shin. But have you forgot your love?

Arm. Some enigma, some riddle: come,Arm. Almost I had.

thy l'envoy ? ;-begin. Moth. Negligent student ! learn her by heart. Cost. No egma, no riddle, no l'envoy; no Arm. By heart, and in heart, boy.

salve in the mail, sir : 0, sir, plantain, a plain Moth. And out of heart, master : all those plantain; no l'enroy, no l'envoy, no salve,

sir, but a plantain! • Hastily.

A kind of dance. Canary was the name of a sprighily dance. Quick, really

| A head. 1 An oki French term for concluding verses, which served either to convey the moral, or to address the poem to some person.

fected to these.


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Arm. By virtue, thou enforcest laughiter; of mine honour, is, rewarding my dependants. thy silly thought, my spleen; the heaving of Moth, follow.

[Exit. my lungs provokes me to ridiculous smiling : Moth. Like the sequel, 1.-Signior Costard,

, pardon me, my stars! Doth the inconsi- adieu. derate take salve for l'envoy, and the word, Cost. My sweet ounce of man's fesh! my l'envoy, for a salve?

incony * Jew!-- [Exit Moti. Moth. Do the wise think them other? is Now will I look to his remuneration. Remunot l'envoy a salve?

neration! O, that's the Latin word for three Arm. No, page: it is an epilogne or dis- farthings : three faribings-remmeration.course, to make plain

What's the price of this inkle ? a penny:Some obscure precedence that hath tofore No, I'll give you a remuneration : why, it I will example it:

(been sain. carries it.- Remur:eration !-why, it is a The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, fairer name than French crown. I will never Were still at odds, being but three.

buy and sell ont of this word. There's the moral : Now the l'envoy.

Enter BIRON. Moth. I will add the l'envoy : Say the Biron. O, my good knave Costard ! exceedmoral again.

ingly well met. Arm. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, Cost. Pray you, sir, how much carnation

Were still at odds, being but three: ribhon may a man buy for a remuneration? Moth. Until the goose came out of door,

Biron. What is a reniuneration ? And stay'd the odds by adding four. Cost. Marry, sir, half-penny farthing. Now will I begin your moral, and do you Biron. 0, why then, three-farthings-worth follow with my l’enioy.

of silk. The fox, ibe ape, and the humble-bee, Cost. I thank your worship: God be with you! Were still at odds, being but three:

Biron. O, stay, slave, I must employ thee: Arm. Until the goose came out of door, As thou wilt win my favour, good my knave, Staying the odds by adding four.

Do one thing for me that I shall entreat. Moth. A good l'envoy, ending in the goose; Cost. When would you have it done, sir? Wonid you desire more?

Biron. O, this afternoon. Cost. The boy hath sold him a bargain, a Cost. Well, I will do it, sir: Fare goose, that's flat:

[be fat.- Biron. O, thou knowest not what it is. Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose Cost. I shall know, sir, when I have done it. To sell a bargain well, is as cunning as fast Biron. Why, villain, thou must know first. and loose :

Cost. I will come to your worship to-morLet me see a fat l'envoy; ay, that's a fat goose. row morning. Arm. Come hither, come hither: How did Biron. It must be done this afternoon.

this argument begin? [in a shin. Hark, slave, it is but this ;Moth. By saying that a Costard was broken The princess comes to hunt here in the park, Then call'd you for the l'envoy.

And in her train there is a gentle lady; Cost. True, and 1 for a plantain; Thus When tongues speak sweetly, then they name

came your argument in; Then the boy's fat l'envoy, the goose that you And Rosaline they call her: ask for her; And lie ended the market.

[bought; And to her white band see thou do commend Arm. But tell me; how was there a Costaru | This scald-up counsel. There's thy guerdont; broken in a shin?


[Gives him money. Moth. I will tell you sensibly.

Cost. Guerdon - sweet guerdon! better Cost. Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth; I than remuneration; eleven-pence farthing bet will speak that l'envoy:

ter: Most sweet guerdon :--I will do it, sir, 1, Costard, running out, that was safely within, in print 1.-Gverdou-remuneration. Exit

. Fell over the threshold, and, broke my shin. Biron. 0 !- And I, forsooth, in love! I, ibats

Arm. We will talk no more of this matter. have been love's whip;
Cost. Till there be more matter in the shin. A very beadle to a humorous sigh;
Arm. Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise thee. A critic; nay, a night-watch constable;

Cost. 0, marry me to one Frances:-1A domineering pedant o'erthe boy, smell some l'eni oy, some goose, in this. Than whom no mortal so magnificent! [boy;

Arm. By my sweet soul, I mean, setting This wimpled ø, whining, purblind, wayward thee at liberty, enfreedoming thy person; thou This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupid; wert immured, restrained, captivated, bound. Regent of love-rbiynies, lord of folded arms,

Cost. True, true; and now you will be my The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, . purgation, and let me loose.

Liege of all loiterers and malcontents, Arm. I give thee tl:y liberty, set thee from Dread prince of plackets, king of cod pieces, durance; and, in lieu thereof, impose on thee Sule imperator, and great general nothing but this : Bear this signiticant to the Of trotting paritors , -O my little heart!

antry maid Jaquenetta : there is renumera- And to be a corporal of his field, tion; (Giving him money,) for the best ward ! And wear his colours like a tumbler's boop! • Delightful. + Reward. 1 With the utmost exactress. Hooded, veiled. || Petticoats. The officers of the spiritual courts who serve citations.


her name,

What? I! I love! I sue! I seek a wife! Ay, and, by heaven, one that will do the deed, A woman, that is like a German clock, Though Argns were her eunuch and ber guard: Still a repairing; ever out of frame;

And I to sigh for her! to watch for her?
And never going aright, being a watch,

pray for her! Go to;

is a plague
But being watch'd that it may still go right? Thai Cupid will impose for my neglect
Nay, to be perjur’d, which is worst of all; Of his almighty dreadful little might. [groan;
And, among three, to love the worst of all; Well, I will lúve, write, sigh, pray, sue, and
A whitely wanton with a velvet brow, [eyes; Some men must love my lady, and some Joan.
With two pitch balls stuck in her face for


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When, for fame's sake, for praise, an outward
Another part of the same.

part, Enter the Princess, ROSALINE, MARIA, As I, for praise alone, now seek to spill

We bend to that the working of the heart: KATHARINE, Boyet, Lords, Attendants, The poor deer's blood, that my heart means and a Forester.

no ill.

[sovereignty Prin. Was that the king, that spurr'd his Boyet. To not curst wives hold that selfhorse so hard

Only for praise' sake, when they strive to be Against the steep uprising of the hill?

Lords o'er their lords?

[afford Boyet. I know not; but, I think, it was Prin. Oply for praise : and praise we may not he.

[ing mind. To any lady that subdues a lord. Prin. Whoe'er he was, he show'd a mount

Enter CostARD, Well, lords, to-day we shall have our des- Prin. Here comes a member of the compatch ;

mon-wealth, On Saturday we will return to France. Cost. Cod dig-you-cen * all! Pray you, Then, forester, my friend, where is the bush, which is the head lady? That we must stand and play the murderer in? Prin. Thou shalt know her, fellow, by the For. Here by, upon the edge of yonder rest that have no heads. coppice;

(shoot. Cost. Which is the greatest lady, the highA stand where you may make the fairesi Prin. The thickest, and the tallest. [est? Prin. I thank my beauty, I am fair that Cost. The thickest, and the tallest! it is shoot,

[shoot. 80; truth is truth. And thereupon thou speak’st, the fairest An your waist, mistress, were as slender as For. Pardon me, malam, for I meant

my wit,

(should he fit. not so.

One of these maids' girdles for your waist Prin.' What, what? first praise me, and Are not you the chief woman? you are the again say, no?

thickest here. O short-liv'd pride ! Not fair? alack for woe! Prin. What's your will, sir ? what's your For. Yes, madam, fair.


(to one lady Rosaline. Prin.

Nay, never paint me now; Cost. I have a letter from monsieur Biron, Where fair is not, praise cannot mend the Prin. 0, thy letter, thy letter; he's a good brow. [true; friend of mine:

(carve; Here, good my glass, take this for telling Stand aside, good bearer.-Boyet, you can

[Giving him money. Break up this capont. Fair payment for foul words is more than Boyet.

I am bound to serve.due.

inherit. This letter is mistook, it importeth none For. Nothing but fair is that which you It is writto Jaquenetta.

[here; Prin. See, see, my beauty will be sav'd Prin.

We will read it, I swear : by merit.

Break the neck of the wax, and every one O heresy in fair, fit for these days !

give ear. A giving hand, though foul, shall have fair Boyet. [Reads.) By heaven, that thou praise."

[kill, art fair, is most infallible; true, that thou But come, the bow :-Now merry goes to art beauteous; truth itsell, that thou art And shooting well is then accounted iii. lovely: More fairer than fair, beautiful Thus will I save my credit in the shoot: than beauteous; truer than truth itself, Not wounding, pity would not let me do 't; have commiseration on thy heroical vas. If wonnding, then it was to shew my skill, sal! The magnanimous and most illusThat more for praise, than purpose, meant to trate 1 king Cophetua set eye upon the per. kill.

nicious and indubitate beggar Zenelophon; And, out of question, so it is sometimes ; and he it was that might rightly say, vevi, Glory grows guilty of detested crimes ; vidi, vici; which to anatomize in the vul. • God give ycu good even,

Open this letter. | Illustrious.


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