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Their herald is a pretty knavish page,

Boyet. The trumpet sounds; he masked, the That w!! by heart hath conn'd his embassage:

maskers come.

[The ladies maski Action, and accent, did they teach him there; Enter the King, Biron, Longarille, and Dumain, Thus must thou speak, and thus thy body bear: disguised like fuscorites; alloth with musick, &c. And ever and anon they made a doubt,

5 Moth. All hail, the richest beauties on the Presence majestical would put him out;

" earth!” For, quoth the king, an angel shalt thou see ; Boyet. Beauties no richer than rich taffata ?. Yit year not thou, but speuk audaciously:

Moth. Aholy parcel of the fairest dames, The boy reply'd, An angel is not evil;

[The ladies turn their backs to him. I should have fear'd her, had she been a devil. [der; 10"Thateverturn’d their---backs—to mortal views.” With that all laugh’d, and clapp'd him on the shoul- Biron. Their eyes, villian, their eyes. Making the bold wag by their praises bolder. Moth. That ever turn’d their eyes to mortal One rubb’d his elbow, thus; and fleer'd, and swore,

«« views! A better speech was never spoke before:

" OutAnother, with his finger and his thumb,

15 Boyet. True; out, indeed. [vouch safe Cry'd, Via! we will do't, come what will come : Moth. Out of your favours, heavenly spirits, The third he caper'd, and cry’d, All goes well:

“ Not to behold The fourth turn'd on the toe, and down he fell. Biron. Once to behold, rogue. [eyes. With that, they all did tumble on the ground, Moth.Once to behold with your sun-beamed With such a zealous laughter, so profound, 20 your

sun-beamed eyesThat in this spleen ridiculous' appears,

Boyet. They will not answer to that epithet; To check their folly, passion's solemn tears. You were best call it daughter-beamed eyes.

Prin. But what, but what, come they to visit us? Moth. They do not mark me, and that brings Boyet. They do, they do; and are apparel'd thus,

me out.

[rogue. Like Muscovites, or Russians: as I

guess, 25 Biron. Is this your perfectness? begun ', you Their purpose is, to parle, to court, and dance : Ros. What would these strangers? know thir And every one his love-feat will advance

minds, Boyet ; Unto his several mistress; which they'll know If they do speak our language, 'tis our will By favours several, which they did bestow. That some plain man recount their purposes: Prin. And will they so? the gallants shall be 30 Know what they would. task'd :

Boyet. What would you with the princess? For, ladies, we will every one be niask'd;

Biron. Nothing but peace and gentle visitation, And not a man of them shall have the grace,

Ros. What would they, say they? Despight of suit, to see a lady's face.

Boyet. Nothing but peace and gentle visitation. Hold, Rosaline, this favour ihou shalt wear; 135 Ros. Why, that they have; and bid them so And then the king will court thee for his dear:

[gone. Hold, take thou this, my sweet, and give me thine: Boyet. She says, you have it, and you may be So shall Biron take me for Rosaline.

King. Say to her, we have measur'd'inany miles, And change your favours too; so shall your loves To tread a measure with her on this grass. Woo contrary, deceiv'd by these removes. (sight. 40 Boyet. They say, that they have ineasur'dmany Ros. Come on then; wear the favours most in

a mile, Kath. But, in this changing, what is your intent: To tread a measure with you on this grass. Prin. The effect of my intent is, to cross theirs: Ros. It is not so: Ask them, how many inches They do it but in mocking merriment;

Is in one mile: if they have measur'd many, And mock for mock is only my intent. 45 The measure then of one is easily told. (miles, Their several counsels they unboson shall

Boyet. If, to come hither you have measurid To loves mistook; and so be mock'd withal, And many miles; the princess bids you tell, l'pon the next occasion that we meet,

How many inches do fill up one mile. (steps. With visages display'd, to talk, and greet.

Biron. Tell her, we measure them by weary Pns. But shall we dance, if they desire us to't? 501 Boyet. She hears herself.

Prin. No; to the death, we will not move a foot: Ros. How many weary steps, Norto their penn’d speech render we no grace; Of many weary miles you have o'ergone, B'it. while’tis spoke, cach turn away her face. are nuniber'd in the travel of one mile? [you; Boyet. Why, that contempt will kill the speaker's Biron. We puniber nothing that we spent for heart.

155 Our duty is so rich, so infinite, Ard quite divorce his memory from his part. That we may do it still without accompt.

Prin. Therefore I do it; and, I make no doubt, Vouchsafe to shew the sunshine of your face, The rest will ne'er come in, if he be out.

That we, like savages, may worship it. There's no such sport, as sport by sport o'erthrown; Ros. My face is but a moon, and clouded too. To make theirs ours, and ours none but our own: 100 King. Blessed are clouds, to do as such clouds do! So shall we stay, mocking intended game; Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy stars, to And they, well mock'd, depart away with shame.


i Sound. (Those clouds remov'd) upon our watery eyne. * Spleen ridiculous is, a ridiculou, fit. 'i, e. the taffata masks they wore to conceal themselves.


be gone.



[tat, fat.

Ros. O vain pelitioner! bega greater matter; Long. A calf, fair lady?
Thou now request'st but moon-shine in the water. Kath. No, a fair lord calf.
King. Then in our measure do but vouchsafe Long. Let's part the word.
one change:

kuth. No, l'll not be your lialf: Thou bidst me beg; this begging is not strange. 5 Take all, and wean it; it may prove an ox. Ros. Play, music, then: Nay, you must do it Lorg. Look, how you buit yourself in these

sharp mocks: Not yet:--no dance:--thuschangel likethe moon. Will you give horns, chaste lady? do not so. King. Will you not dance : How come you thu: Kuth. Then die a calf before your horns do grow. estrang di

[chang’d.10 Long. One word in private with you, ere I die. Ros. You took the moon at full; but now she's Kath. Bleatsoitly then, the butcher hears you cry.

King. Yet still she is the moon, and I the man. Boyet. The tongues of mocking wenches are as The inusic plays; vouchsafe some motion to it.

keen lios. Our ears vouchsafe it.

As is the rázor's edge invisible, King. Put your legs should do it.

15 Cutting a smaller hair than may be seen; Ros. Since you are strangers, and come here by Above the sense of sense; so sensible chance,

Jeemeth their conference; their conceits have We'll not benice: take hands;-we will not dance.


[things. King. Why take you hands then?

Fleeterthan arrows, bullets, wind, thought, switter Ros. Only io part friends:-

Ros. Not one word more, my maids ; break oit, Court'sy, sweet hearts; and so this measure ends.

break off. King. More ineasure of this measure; be not Biron. By heaven,allery-beaten with purescoff! wice.

king. Farewel, na wenches! you have simple Ros. We can afford no more at such a price.


[Errunt king and lords. king. Prize yourselves, then; what buys your 25 Prin. Twenty adieus, my frozen

Are these the breed of wits so wondered at? Ros. Your absence only.

Boyet. Tavers they are, with your sweet breaths king. That can noyer be.

puft'd out. Ros. Then cannot we be bought: and so adieu; Ros. Well-liking wits they have; gross, gross; Twice to your visor, and halt once to you! 30 Prin. O poverty in wit, kingly-poor ilout! King. If

you deny to dance, let's hold more Will they not, think you, hang theinselves to-night? Ros. In private, then.

[chat. Or ever, but in visors, shew their faces? King. I am best pleas'l with that.

This pert Birou was out of countenance quite. Biron. White-handed mistress, one sweet word Pos. () ! they were all in lamentable cases! with thee.

[three. 35 The king was weeping.ripe for a good word. Prin. Iloney, and milk, and sugar; there is Prin. Biron did swear himselt out of all suit. Biron. Nay, then, two treys, (an if you grow Mlur. Dumain was atıy service, and his sword: so nice,)

No point, quoth I ; my servant strait was mute. Netheglin, wort, and malmsey ;-well run, dice! Kuth. Lord Longaville said, I came o'er his heart, There's half a dozen sweets.

401 And trow you, what he call’d me? Prin. Seventh sweet, adieu!

Prin. Qualm, perhaps. Since you can cog', I'll play no more with you. kath. Yes, in good faith. Biron. One word in secret.

Print. Go, sickness, as thou art ! Prin. Let it not be sweet.

Ros. Well, better wits have worn plain statuteBiron. Thou griev'st my gall.


caps ? Prin. Gali? bilter.

But will you bear? the king is my love swom. Biron. Therefore meet.

(word: Prin. And quick Biron hath plighted faith to me. Dim. Will you vouclisafe with me to change a Kath. And Longaville was for myservice born. llar, Name it.

Miar. Dumain is mine, as sure as bark on tree. Dium. Fair l:dy,

501 Boyet. Nadam, and pretty mistresses, give ear: Jur. Say you so?--Fair lord,

Immediately they will again be here Take that for your fair lady.

In their owo shapes; for it can never be', Dum. Please it you,

They will digest this harsh indignity. As much in private, and I'il biladieu. Etongue: Prin. Will they return?

Kuth. Wnat, was your visor made without a 55 Boyet. They will, they will, God knows: Long. I know the reason, lady, why you ask. And leap for joy, though they are lame with blows: kixth. (. for your reason! quickly, sir; I long. Therefore, change favours: and when they repair, Long. You have a double tongue within your! Blow like sweet roses in this summer air. mask,

Prin. How, biow? how, blow? speak to be And would atford my speechless visor half. fa call:

understood. Kuth. Veal, quoth the Dutchwan; is not reall Boyct. I'air ladies, mask'd, are roses in their bud; To cos

signifies to falsify the dice, and metaphorically, to lye. * Woollen caps were enjoined by act of parliament, in the year 1571, the 13th of Queen Elizabeth.-Probably the meaning is, "Bettwr wiis may be founų among men of inferior or more humble rank.”


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Dismask'd, their damasksweet commixture shewn, King. Rebuke me not for that which you proAre angels vailing' clouds, or roses blown.

voke; Prin. Avaunt perplexity! What shall we do, The virtue of your eye must break my oath, If they return in their own shapes to woo?

Prin. You nick-naine virtue; vice you should Ros. Good madain, if by me you'll be advis'd, 5 have spoke; Let's mock them still, as well kvown as disguis'd: For virtue's office never breaks men'stroth, Let us complain to them what fools were here, Now by my maiden honour, yet as pure Disguis'd, like Muscovites, in shapeless. gear; As the unsully'd lily, I protest, And wonder, what they were; and to what end a world of torments though I should endure, Their shallow shows, and prologue vilely penu’d, 10 I would not yield to be your house's guest:And their rough carriage so ridiculous,

so much I hate a breaking cause to be Should be presented at out tent to us.

Of heavenly oaths, vow'd with integrity. Boyet. Ladies,withdraw; the gallants are at hand.. King. O, you have liv'd in desolation here, Prin. Whip to our tents, as roes run o'er the land. L'nseen, unvisited, much to our shame..

[Ereunt ladies. 15 Prin. Not so, my lord; it is not so, I swear; Enter the King, Biron, Longarille, and Dumain, We have had pastimes here and pleasantgam in their own habits.

A mess of Russians leit us but of late. King. Fair sir, God save you! Where's the King. How, madam ? Russians ? princess

Prin. Ay, in truth, my lord; Boyet. Gone to her tent: Please it your majesty, 20 Triin galiants, full of courtship, and of state. Command me any service to her? (word. Ros. Madam, speak true:- It is not so,my lord;

King. That she vouchsafe me audience for one My lady, (to the manner of these days) Boyet. I will: and so will she, I know, my In couriesy, gives undeserving praise. lord.

[Erit. We four, indeed, confronted were with four Biron. This fellow picks up wit, as pigeons peas:|25 in Russian habit: here they stay'd an hour, And utters it again when Jove doth please : And talki'd apace; and in that liour, my lord, He is wit's pedlar; and retails his wares

They did not bless us with one bappy word. At wahes, and wassels", nieetings, markets, fairs; I dare not call them fools; but this I think, And we that sell by gross, the Lord doth know, When they are thirsty, fools would tain have drink. Have not the grace to grace it with such show. 30 Biron. This jest is dry to me.-Fair, gentle, This gallant pins the wenches on his sleeve;

sweet, Had he been Adam, he had tempted Eve: Your wit makes wise things foolish : when we lle carve, too, and lisp: Why, this is he,

greet That kiss'd away his hand in courtesy;

With eyes best seeing heaven's fiery eye, This is the ape of form, monsieur the nice, 35 by light we lose light: Your capacity That, when he plays at tables, chides the dice Is of that nature, that to your huge store In honourable terins; nay, he can sing

Wise things seem toolish, and rich things but poor. A mean * most meanly; and, in ushering,

Ros. This proves you wise and rich; for in my Mend him who can: the ladies call hiin sweet;

eye, The stairs, as he treads on them, kiss his feet: Biron. I am a fool, and full of poverty. This is the flower that smiles on every one, Ros. But that you take what doth to you belong, To shew his teeth as white as whale his bone: - It were a fault to snatch words from my tongue. And consciences, that will not die in debt,

Biron. 0, I am yours, and all thai I possess. Pay him the duc oi honey-tongued Boyet. [heart, Ros. All the fool mine?

King. A blister on his sweet tongue, with my 45 Biron. I cannot give you less.
That put Armado's page out of is part!

Ros. Which of the visors was it, that you were? Enter the Princess, Rosaline, Mariu, Katharine, Biron. Where? when : what visor why deBoyet, and attendants.

mand vou this?

[case, Biron. See, where it comes !-Behaviour, what Ros. There, then, that visor; that supertuous wert thou,

[mrow 1150 That hid the worse, and shew'ai the better face. Till this mad man shew'd thee? and what art thou King. We are descry'd: they'll mock us now King. All nail, sweet madam, and fair time of day!

downright. Prin. Fair, in all hail, is foul, as I conceive. Dum. Let us confess, and turn it to a jest. King. Construe my speeches better, if you may. Prin. Amaz'd, my lord! Why looks your highPrin. Then wish me better, I will give you leave. 55 King. We came to visit you; and purpose now Ros. Help, hold his brows! he'll swoon! Why To lead you to our court: vouchsafe it then.

luok you pale: Prin. This field shall hold me; and so hold your Sea-sick, I think, coining from Muscovy.

Biron. Thus pour the stars down plagues for Nor God, nor I, delight in perjur'd men. 160

perjury. That is, letting those clouds which obscured their brightness sink from before them.

1. c. uncouth. ? Wassels were meetings of rural mirth and intemperance. * The mean, in music, is the tenor. "That is, the flower or pins of courtesy. Às white as tchale's bone is a proverbial comparison in our ancient poets.




ness sad?


do I see.

Can any face of brass hold longer out?- What did the Russian whisper in your ear?" Here stand I, lady; dart thy skill at me;

Ros. Madam, he swore, that he did hold me dear Bruise me with scorn, contound ine with a flout; As precious eye-sight; and did value me Thrust thy sharp wit quite through my ignorance; Above this world: adding thereto, moreover,

Cut me to pieces with thy keen conceit; 5 That he would wed me, or else die my lover. And I will wish thee never more to dance,

Prin. God give thee joy of him! the noble lord Nor never more in Russian habit wait. Most honourably doth uphold his word. (troth, O! never will I trust to speeches penn'd,

King. What mean you, madam? by my life, my Nor to the motion of a school-boy's tongue; I never swore this lady such an oath. Nor never come in visor to my friend;

101 Ros. By heaven you did; and to confirm it plain, Nor woo in rhime, like a blind harper's song: You gave me this; but take it, sir, again. Taffata phrases, silken terins precise,

King. My faith, and this, the princess I didgive: Three-pil'd'hyperboles, spruce affectation, I knew her by this jewel on her sleeve. Figures pedantical; these.sunimer flies

Prin. Pardon me, sir, this jewel did she wear; Have blown me full of maggot ostentation : 15 And lord Biron, I thank him, is my dear.I do forswear them : and I here protest,

What; will you have me, or your pearl again? By this white glove, (how white the hand, Biron. Neither of either; I renit both twain. God knows!)

I see the trick on't;-Here was a consento, Henceforth my wooing mind shall be express'd (Knowing aforehand of our merriment)

In russet yeas, and honest kersey noes: 201o dash it like a Christmas comedy: [zany', And to begin, wench, --so God help me, la !- Some carry-tale, some please-man, some slight My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw. Some mumble-news, some trencher-knight, some Ros. Sans sans?, I pray you.


(trick Biron. Yet I have a trick

That smiles his cheek in years 8 ; and knows the Of the old rage:-bear with me, I am sick ; 25 To make my lady laugh, when she's dispos’d, I'll leave it by degrees. Soft, let us see;

Told our intents before : which once disclosed, Write, Lord have mercy on us' on those three; The ladies did change favours; and then we, They are infected, in their hearts it lies; Following the signs, woo'd but the sign of she, They have the plague, and caught it of your eyes: Now to our perjury to add more terror, These lords are visited; you are not free, 130 We are again forsworn; in will and error'. For the Lord's tokens on


(to us. Much upon this it is:-And might not you Prin. No, they are free, that gave these tokens

[To Boyet. Biron. Our states are forfeit, seek not to undous. Forestal our sport, to make us thus untrue?

Ros. It is not so: For how can this be true, Do not you know my lady's foot by the squiero, That you stand forfeit, being those that sue ** 35. And laugh upon the apple of her eye?

Biron. Peace; for I will not haveto do with you. And stand between her back, sir, and the fire, Ros. Nor shall not, if I do as I intend.

Holding a trencher, jesting merrily? Biron. Speak for yourselves, my wit is at an end. You put our page out: Go, you are allow'd";

King. Teach us, sweet madam, for our rude Die when you will, a smock shall be your shroud. Soine fair excuse.

[transgression 40 You leer upon me, do you? there's an eye, Prin. The fairest is confession.

Wounds like a leaden sword.
Were you not here, but even now, disguis'd ? Boyet. Full merrily
King. Madam, I was.

Hath this brave manage, this career, been run. Prin. And were you well advis'd?

Biron. Lo, he is tilting straight! Peace; I have King.

was, fair madam.


done. Prin. When you then were here,

Enter Costard. What did you whisper in your lady's ear? [her. Welcome, pure wit! thou partest a fair fray.

king. That more than all the world I did respect Cost. O lord, sir, they would know, Priu. When she shall challenge this, you will

Whether the three worthies shall come in, or no. reject her.

50 Biron. What, are there but three? king. Upon mine honour, no.

Cost. No, sir; but it is very fine, Prin. Peace, peace, forbear;

For every one pursents three. Your oath broke once, you force not to forswear'. Biron. And three times three is nine. King. Despise me,when I break this oath of mine. Cost. Not so, sir; under correction, sir; I hope, Prin. I will; and therefore keep it;-Rosalinc, 53

it is not so: A metaphor taken from the pile of velvet. ? That is, without French words.

* The inscrip tion put upon the doors of the houses infected with the plague. * Our author here puns upon the word sue, which signifies to prosecute by law, or to offer a petition. “That is, You make no difficulty to forswear. "That is, a conspiracy. That is, a buffoon, or merry Andrew.

* In years signities, into wrinkles. 'j. e. First in will, and afterwards in error. 10 From the French esquierre, a rule or square. The sense is nearly equivalent to the proverbial expression, he hath got the length of her foot; i. e. he hath humour'd her so long that he can persuade her to what be pleases.; "That ‘is, You may say what you will.




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You cannot beg us', sir, I can assure you, sir; wel Biron. The pedant,the braggart, the hedge-priest, know what we know : the fool, and the boy:

{again, I hope, sir, three times thrice, sir,

A bare throw at novum?; and the whole world Biron. Is not nine.

Cannot prick out' five such, take each one in his Cost. Under correction, sir, we know where- 5

vein. until it doth arnount.

King. The ship is under sail; and here she comes Biron. By Jove, I always took the threes for

amain, [Pageant of the Nine Worthies. nine.

Enter Costard for Pompey. Cost. O Lord, sir, it were pity you should get Cost. I Pompey am,' your living by reckoning, sir.

10 Boyet. You lie, you are not he. Biron. How much is it?

Cost. I Pompey am," Cos. O Lord, sir, the parties themselves, the Boyet. With libbard's head on knee. actors, sir, will shew whereuntil it doth amount: Biron. Well said, old mocker; I must needs for my own part, I am, as they say, but to parfect Jbe friends with thee.

[Big," one man in one poor man; Pompion the great, sir. 15 Cost. "I Pompey am, Pompey surnam'd the Biron. Art thou one of the worthies ?

Dum. The great. Cost. It pleased them, to think me worthy of Cost. It is great, sir;—“ Pompey surnain'd Pompion the great: for mine own part, I know

the great; not the degree of the worthy; but I am to stand " That oft in field, with targe and shield, did for bim.


make my foe to sweat ; Biron. Go bid them prepare. [some care. “ And, travelling along this coast, I here am Cost. We will turn it finely off, sir, we will take

by chance; King. Biron, they will shame us, let them not " And lay my arms before the legs of this sweet approach. [Erit Costard. lass of France."

[done. Biron. We are shame-proof, my lord: and 'tis 25 If your ladyship would say, Thanks, Pompey, I had some policy

Prin. Great thanks, great Pompey: To have one show worse than the king's and his Cost. 'Tis not so much worth; but, I hope, I was company.

perfect: I made a little fault in, great. King. I say, they shall not come.

(now ; Biron. My hat to a half-penny, Pompey proves Prin. Nay, my good lord, let me o'er-rule you 30 the best worthy. That sport best pleases, that doth least know how; Enter Nathaniel for Alerander. Where zeal strives to content, and the contents Nath. When in the world I liv’d, I was the Dies in the zeal of that which it presents,

world's commander; There form confounded makes most form in mirth; By east, west, north, and south, I spread my When great things labouring perish in their birth. 135 conquering might:

[der." Biron. A right description of our sport,my lord. "My 'scutcheon plain declares, that I am AlisanEnter Armado.

Boyet. Your nose says, no, you are not; for it Arm. Anointed, 'I implore so much expence of

stands too right. thy royal sweet breath as will utter a brace of Biron. Your nose smells no, in this most tender words.

[Converses apart with the king:40 smelling knight. Prin. Doth this inan serve God?

Prin. The conqueror is dismay'd : Proceed, Biron. Why ask you?


good Alexander. Prin. He speaks not like a man of God's mak- Nath. * When in the world I liv'd, I was the Arm. That's all one,my fair, sweet, honey mo

world's coinmander:"-- [der. narch: for, I protest, the school-master is exceed-45 Boyet. Most true, 'tis right; you were so Alisaning fantastical; too, too vain; too, too vain: But Biron. Pompey the great, we will put it as they say, to fortuna della guerra. Cost. Your servant, and Costard. [sander. I wish you the peace of mind, most royal couple- Biron. Take away the conqueror, take away Aliment!

Cost. O, sir, you have overthrown Alisander the King. Here is like to be a good presence of 50 conqueror! [To Nath.] You will be scraped out worthies : He presents Hector of Troy; the swain, of the painted cloth for this: your lion, that holds Pompey the great; the parish curate, Alexander his poll-ax sitting on a close-stool", will be given Armado's page, Hercules; the pedant, JudasMac- to A-jax'; he will then be the ninth wortly. A chabrus.

conqueror, and afеard to speak! run away for And if these four worthies in their first show thrive, 55 shame, Alisander. [Exit Nath.] There, an't shall These four will change liabits, and present the other please you! a foolish mild man, an honest man,

Biron. There is five in the first show. [five. look you, and soon dash'd! He is a inarvellous King. You are decciv'd, 'tis not so.

good neighbour in sooth; and a very good bowler: Meaning, we are not fools: our next relations cannot beg the wardship of our persons and fortunes. One of the legal tests of a natural is to try whether he can number. Novum was an old game at dice. A phrase still in use among gardeners. * This alludes to the old heroic habits, which on the knees and shoulders had usually, by way of ornament, the resemblance of a leopard's or lion's head. $ To relish this joke, the reader should recollect, that the head of Alexander was obliquely placed on his shoulders. Alluding to the arins given to the nine worthies in the old history, A paltry pun upon Ajax and « jukesi


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