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« said swain) I keep her as a vessel of thy law's | Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent “ fury; and shall, at the least of thy sweet notice, Jepitheton, appertaining to thy young days, which “bring her to trial. Thine, in all compliments we may nominate, tender. “of devoted and heart-burning heat of duty,

Moth. And I, tough signior, as an appertinent Don ADRIANO DE ARMADO."| 5 uitle to your old time, which we may name Biron. This is not so well as I look'd for, but tough. the best that I ever heard.

Arm. Pretty, and apt. King. Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, Moth. How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my what say you to this?

saying apt? or I apt, and my saying pretty? Cost, Sir, I confess the wench.

101 Arm. Thou preity, because little. king. Did you bear the proclamation ? | Moth. Littie preity, because little: Wherefore

Cost. I do confess much of the hearing it, but pt? little of the marking of it.

* Arm. And therefore apt, because quick. King. It was proclaim'd a year's imprisonment Moth. Speak you this in my praise, master? to be taken with a wench.

Arm. In thy condign praise. Co t. I was iaken with none, sir; I was taken Moth. I will praise an eel with the same praise. with a damo el.

Arm. What that an eel is ingenious ? King. Weil, it was proclaimed damosel. I Jloth. That an eel is quick.

Cost. This was no damosel, neither, sir; she Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answers :was a virgin.

20 Thou heat'st my blood. King. It is so varied too; for it was proclaiin'd, Moth. I am answer'd, sir. virgin.

Arm. I love not to be cross'd. Cost. If it were, I deny her virginity; I was | Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, cros es: taken with a maid.

love not him. King. This maid will not serve your turn, sir. 25 Arm. I have promised to study three years Cost. This maid will serve my turn, sir.

with the duke. King. Sir, I will pronounce sentence; You shall | Moth. You may do it in an hour, sir. fast a week with bran and water.

Arm. Impossible. Cost. I had rather pray a month with mutton Moth. How many is one thrice told? and porridge.

130 Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fitteth the spirit King. And DonArmado shall be your keeper. Jof a tapster. My lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er.-

Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester, sir. And go we, lords, to put in practice that

Arm. I confess both; they are both the varnish Which each to other hath so strongly sworn. Jof a complete man.

[Ercunt. 35/ Moth. Then, I am sure, you know how much Biron. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat, the gross sum of deuce-ace amounts to.

These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn. Arm. It doth amount to one more than two. Sirrah, come on.

Moth. Which the base vulgar do call, three. Cost. I suiser for the truth, sir: for true it is, 11 Arm. True. was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a 40 Moth. Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? true girl; and therefore, Welcome the sour cup oil Now here is three studied, ere you'll thrice wink: prosperity! Afliction may one day smile again, and land how easy it is to put years to the word three, 'till then, Sit thee down, sorrow! [Exeunt. and study three years in two words, the dancing SCE NE II.

horse will tell you.

Arm. A most fine figure!
Armado's House,

Nioth. To prove you a cypher.
Enter Armado and Moth,

Arm. I will hereupon confess, I am in love : Arm. Boy, what sign is it, when a man of great and as it is base for a soldier to love, so I am in spirit grows melancholy?

love with a base wench. If drawing my sword Moih. A great sign, sir, that he will look sad, 150 against the humour of affection would deliver me

Arm. Why, sadness is one and the self-same from the reprobate thought of it, I would take thing, dear iinp'. .'

Idesire prisoner; and ransom him to any French Aloth. No, no: O lord, sir, no.

courtier for a new-devised court'sy. I think scorn Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melan- to sigh; methinks, I should out-swear Cupid. choly, my tender juvenal??

55 Comfort nie, boy; What great men have been in Nloth. By a faniliar demonstration of the work.l llove? ing, my tough signior..

| Moth. Hercules, master. Arm. Why tough signior: why tough signior? | Arm. Most sweet Hercules!—More authority, Moth. Why tender juvenal? why tender ju- lilear boy, name more; and, sweet my child, let

160lthem be men of good repute and carriage.


.Imp means his infant or little page. ? i. e. my tender youth. Crosses here mean money. * This alludes to a horse belonging to one Banks, which plaved many remarkable pranks, and is frequently ment oned by many writers contemporary with Shakspeare,

Dloth. Moth. Samson, master : he was a man of good Costard safe: and you must let him take no decarriage, great carriage; for he carried the town light, nor no penance; but a' must fast three days gates on his back, like a porter: and he was in a-week: For this damsel, I must keep her at the love.

Ipark; she is allowed for the day-woinan. Fare Arm. O well-knit Samson! strong-jointed 5 you well. Samson! I do excel thee in my rapier, as much! | Arm. I do betray myself with blushing.-Maid. as thou didst me in carrying gates. "I am in lovel Jug. Man. too.-Who was Samson's love, my dear Moth ? Arin. I will visit thee at the lodge. Moth. A woman, master.

Jag. That's hereby. Arm. Of what complexion?

Arm. I know where it is situate. Moth. Of all the four, or the three, or the two: Jag. Lord, how wise you are! or one of the four.

Arm. I will tell thee wonders.
Arm. Tell me precisely nf what complexion? Jag. With that face?
Moth. Of the sea-water green, sir.

Arm. I love thee.
Arm. Is that one of the tour complexions? 15 Juq. So I heard you say.
Moth. As I have read, sir; and the best of them! Arm. And so farewell.

Jag. Fair weather after you! Arm. Green, indeed, is the colour of lovers: Dull. Come, Jaquenetta, away. but to have a love of that colour, methinks, Sani

[Errunt Dull and Jaquenetta. son had small reason for it. He, surely, affected 20 Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy oitences, her for her wit.

ere thou be pardoned. Moth. It was so, sir; for she had a green wit. Cost. Well, sir, I hope when I do it, I shall do

Arm. My love is most immaculate white and lit on a full stomach. red.

Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punished. Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, are 25 Cust. I am more bound to you, than your felmasked under such colours.

lows, for they are but lightly rewarded. Arm. Define, detine, well-educated infant. Arm. Take away this villain; shut him up.

Vloth. My father's wit, and my mother's tongue, Moth. Come, you transgressing slave; away. assist me.

| Cost. Let me not be pent up, sır; I will tast, arm. Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty, 30 being loose. and pathetical!

Moth. No, sir ; that were fast and loose: thou Mioth. If she be made of white and red,

shalt to prison. Her faults will ne'er be known;

Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of
For blushing cheeks by faults are bred, desolation that I have seen, some shall sce-

And fears by pale-white shown: 135 Moth. What shall some see?
Then, if she fear, or be to blame,

Cost. Nay, nothing, master Motlı, but what they
By this you shall not know;

llook upon. It is not for prisoners to be silent in For still her cheeks possess the same, their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing; Which native she doth owe.

II thank God, I have as little patience as another A dangerous rhime, master, against the reason of 40 man; and therefore I can be quiet. white and red.

[Exeunt Moth and Costard. Arm. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and Arm. I do affect? the very ground, which is base, the Beggar?

where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her Moth. The world was very guilty of such a ball foot, which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forlad some three ages since: but, I think, now, 'tis 45 sworn, (which is a great argument of falshood) if not to be found; or, if it were, it would neither I love: And how can that be true love, which is serve for the writing, vor the tune.

talsely attempted? Love is a familiar; love is a Arm. I will have that subject newly writ v'er, dievil: there is no evil angel but love. Yet Samthat Iinay example my digression'by someinighty son was so tempted; and he had an excellent precedent. Boy, I do love that country girl, that 50 strength: yet was Solomon so seduced ; and he I took in the park with the rational hind Costard; had a very good wit. Cupid's butt-shaft is too hard she deserves well.

for Hercules' club, and therefore too much odds Aloth. To be whipp'd; and yet a better lovel for a Spaniard's rapier. The tirst and second cause than my master.

[ Aside will not serve my turn; the passado he respects Arm. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love. 55 not, the duello he regards not; his disgrace is to be

Moth. And that's great marvel, loving a light cali'd boy; but his glory is, to subdue men. Adieu, wench.

valour! rust, rapier! be still, drum! for your Arm. I say, sing.

manager is in love; yea, he loveth. ' Assist me Moth. Forbear, till this company be past. ome extemporal god of rhime, for I am sure, I

Enter Dull, Costard, and Jaquenetta. 160 shall turn sonneteer. Devise, wit; write, pen; for Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep! ll am for whole volumes in folio. . [Exit.

Digression here signifies the act of going out of the right way

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Is a sharp wit match'd' with too blunt a will; Before the King of Navarre's Palace.

Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills

1. It should none spare that come within his power. Enter the Princess of France, Rosaline, Maria,

Prin. Some merry mocking lord belike; is't so? Katharine, Boyet, Lords, and other Attendants. 15

Mar. They say so most, that most his humours Boyet. NOW, madam, suinmon up your dearest


grow. spirits;

Prin. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they Consider who the king your father sends;

Who are the rest?

[youth, To whom he sends; and what's his embassy: Kath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem; 10 Of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd: To parley with the sole inheritor

Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill; Of all perfections that a man may owe,

For he hath wit to make an ill shape good, Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less weight And shape to win grace though he had no wit. Than Aquitain, a dowry for a queen.

I saw him at the duke Alençon's once; Be now as prodigal of all dear grace,

15 And much too little, of that good I saw, As nature was in making graces dear,

Is my report to his great worthiness. When she did starve the general world beside, Ros. Another of these students at that time And prodigally gave them all to you. (mean, Was there with him, as I have heard a truth;

Prin. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though but Biron they call him; but a merrier man,
Ne ds not the painted flourish of your praise; 20 Within the limit of becoming mirth,
Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,

I never spent an hour's talk withal:
Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues: His eye begets occasion for his wit;
I am less.proud to hear you tell my worth, For every object that the one doth catch,
Than you much willing to be counted wise

The other turns to a mirth-moving jest;
In spending thus your wit in praise of mine. 125 Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor)
But now to task the tasker,--Good Boyet,

Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
You are not ignorant, all-telling fame

That aged ears play truant at his tales, Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow, And younger hearings are quite ravished; Till painful study shall out-wear three years, So sweet and voluble is his discourse. No woman may approach his silent court: 30 Prin. God bless my ladies! are they all in love; Therefore to us seemeth it a needful course, That every one her own hath garnished Before we enter his forbidden gates,

With such bedecking ornaments of praise? To know his pleasure; and, in that behalf,

Mar. Here comes Boyet. Bold of your worthiness, we single you

Re-enter Boyet. As our best-moving fair solicitor :

Prin. Now, what admittance, lord ? Tell him, the daughter of the king of France, Boyet. Navarre had notice of your fair approach; On serious business, craving quick dispatch, · And he and his competitors in oath Importunes personal conference with his grace. | Were all address'd* to meet you, gentle lady, Haste, signify so much; while we attend,

Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt, Like humble-visag'd suitors, bis high will. 40 He rather means to lodge you in the field, Boyet. Proud of employment, willingly I go. (Like one that comes here to besiege his court)

Than seek a dispensation for his oath, Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours is so. To let you enter his unpeopled house. Who are the votaries, my loying lords,

Here comes Navarre. That are vow-fellows with this.virtuous duke? 45 Enter the King, Longaville, Dumain, Biron, and Lord. Longaville is one.

Aitendants. Prin. Know you the man?

King, Fair princess, welcome to the court of Mar. I knew him, madam; at a marriage feast, " Navarre. Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir Prin. Fair, I give you back again; and, welOf Jaques Faulconbridge solemnized,

50 come I have not yet ; 'the roof of this court is too In Normandy saw I this Longaville:

high to be yours; and welcome to the wide fields, A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd;

too base to be mine. Well fitted in the arts, glorious in arms:

King. You shall be welcome, madam, to my Nothing becomes him ill, that he would we'l.

court. The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss,

Prin. I will be welcome then; conduct me (If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil)

thither. Cheap or cheping was anciently the market; chapman therefore is marketman. i. e. well qualified. *?i. e. joined. i. e. were prepared.


King. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an And wrong the reputation of your name, , oath,

in so unseeming to confess receipt Prin. Our Lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn. Of that which hath so faithfully been paid. King. Notforthe world, fair inadam, by my will. king. I do protest, I never heard of it; .. Prin. Why, will shall break it; will, and no- 5 And, it you prove it, l'il repay it back, thing else.

Or yield up Aquitain.
King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. | Prin. We arrest your word:-

Prin. Weremy lord so, his ignorance were wise, Boyet, you can produce acquittances,
Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance. For such a sum, from special officers

: I hear, your grace hath sworn-out house-keeping: 100f Charles his father. Tis deadly sin to heep that oath, my lord,

King. Satisfy me so.

[come, And sin to break it:

Bojet. So p ease your grace, the packet is not Lut pardon me, I am too sudden bold;

Where that and other specialties are bound; To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me.

To-morrow you shall have a sight of them. Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming, 115 King. It shall suffice me; at which interview, And suddenly resolve me in my suit.

Al liberal reason I will yield unto. king. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. Mean time, receive such welcome at my hand,

Prin. You will the sooner, that I were away; 1 pis honour, without breach of honour way For you'll prove perjur'd, if you make me stay. Make tender of to thy true worthiness:

Biron. Did not Idancewith you in Brabant once? 20 You may not come, fair princess, in my gates; Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once? But here without you shall be so receiv'd, Biron. I know, you did.

As you shall decin yourself lodg’d in my heart, Ros. How needless was it then

Though so deny'd fair harbour in my house. To ask the question!

Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell; Biron. You must not be so quick.

25 To-morrow we shall visit you again. (grace! Ros. 'Tis long of you, that spur me with such | Prin. Sweet health and fair desires consort your questions.

slire. | King. Thy own wish, wish I thee in every place! Biron. Your wit's too hot, it speeds toofast,'twill

[Erit. Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire. Biron. Lady, I will commend you to my own Biron. What time o' day?

30 Ros. I pray you, do my cominendations; [heart. Ros. The hour that fools should ask..

I would be glad to see it. Biron. Now fair befall your mask!

Biron. I would, you heard it groan. Ros. Fair fall the face it covers!

Ros. Is the fool sick? Biron. And send you many lovers!

Biron. Sick at the heart. Ros. Amen; so you be none.

Ros. Alack, let it blood.
Biron. Nay, then will I be gone.

Biron. Would that do it good ?
king. Madam, your father here doth intimate Ros. My physick says, I.
The payment of a hundred thousand crowns; Biron. Will you prick’t with your eye?
Being but the one half of an entire sum

Ros. Non point, with my knite.
Disbursed by iny father in his wars.

Biron. Now, God save thy life! But say, that he, or we, (as neither have)

Ros. And yours from long living! Receiv'd that sum; yet there remains unpaid

Biron. I cannot stay thanksgiving.. A hundred thousand inore, in surety of the which Dum. Sir, I pray you, a word; What lady is One part of Aquitain is bound to us,

that same? Although not valu'd to the money's worth.


Boyet. The heir of Alençon, Rosaline her name, If then the king your father will restore

Dum. A gallant lady! Lionsieur, fare you well. But that one halt which is unsatisfy'd,

[Exit. We will give up our right in Aquitain,

Long. I beseech you, a word; What is she in And hold fair friendship with his majesty.

the white

(the light. But that, it seems, he little purposeth,

Boyet. A woman sometimes, an you saw her in For bere he doth demand to have repaid

Long. Perchance, light in the light: I desire A hundred thousand crowns; and not demands,

her name. On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,

Boyet. She hath but one for herself; to desire To have his title live in Aquitain;

that, were a shame. Which we much rather had depart? withal, 55 Long. Pray you, sir, whose daughter? And have the money by our father lent,

Boytt. ller mother's, I have heard. Than Aquitain so gelded as it is.

Long. God's blessing on your beard!
Dear princess, were not his requests so far

Boyet. Good sir, be not ottended:
From reason's yielding, your fair self should make She is an heir of Faulconbridge.
A yielding,'gainst some reason in my breast. 100l Long. Nay, my choler is ended.
And go well satisfied to France again.

She is a most sweet lady.
Prin. You do the king my fathertoo muchwrong, | Boyet Not unlike, sir; that may be. [Er. Lone.


| Depart is here synonymous to part with.

Biron. Biron. What's her name in the cap?

¡His heart, like ar agat, with your print impressed, Boyet. Katharine, by good hap.

Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed: Biron. Is she wedded, or no?"

His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see, Bovet. To her wili, sir, or so.

Did stumble with haste in his eye-sight to be ; Biron. You are welcome, sir; adieu! | 5 |All senses to that sense did make their repair, Boyet. Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you. To feel only looking on fairest of fair:

[Erit Biron Methoright, all his senses were lock'd in his eye, Mar. That last is Biron, the merry mad-caplord; As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy; Not a word with him but a jest.

Who, tendering their own worth, from whence Boyet. And every jest but a word. [word. 101 they were glass'd, Prin. It was well done of you to take him at his! Did point out to buy them, along as you pass'd. Boyet. I was as willing to grapple, as he was to His face's own margent did quote such amazes, Mar. Two hot sheeps, marry! [board. That all eyes saw his eyes inchanted with gazes : Boyet. And wherefore not ships?

i'll give you Aquitain, and all that is his, No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your lips. 15 An you give him for my sake but one loving kiss.

Mur. You sheep, and I pasture; shall ibat finish Prin. Come, to our pavilion: Boyet is dispos'de Boyet. So you grant pasture for me. [thejest? Boyet. But to speak that in words, which his Mar. Not so, gentle beast;

eye hath disclos'd: My lips are no common, though several' they be. I only have made a mouth of his eye, Boyet. Belonging to whom?

120/By adding a tongue which I know will not lye. Mur. To my fortunes and me. [agree: Ros. Thou art an old love-monger, and speak'st Prin. Good wits will be jangling: but, gentius,

skilfully. The civil war of wits were much better used | Alar. He is Cupid's grandfather, and learns OnNavarre and his bookinen; for here'tisabused.

news of him. Boyet. Ifmyobservation, (which very seldomlyes) 25 Ros, Then was Venus like her mother; for her By the heari's still rhetorick, disclosed with eyes,

father is but grim. Deceive me not now, Navarre is injected.

Boyet. Do you hear, iny mad wenches? Prin. With what?

[fected. Mlar. No. Boyet. With that which we lovers intitle af Boytt. What then, do you see? Prin. Your reason?

(retire 301 Ros. Ay; our way to be gone. Boyet. Why, all his behaviours did make their Boyet. You are too hard for me. To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire:


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lfect, humour it with turning up your evelids; The Park; near the Palace.

sigh a note, and sing a note ; sometime through

the throat, as if you swallowed love with singing Enter Armado and Moth.

145 love ; sometime through the nose, as if you snuil'd Arm. W ARBLE, child; make passionate my lup love by smelling love; with your bat pentsense of hearing.

1 bouse-like, o'er the shop of your eyes; with your Moth. Concolinik

[Singing. farms cross’d on your thin-belly doublet, like a drm. Sweet air!-Go, tenderness of years : rabbit on a spit; or your hands in your pocket, take this key, give enlargement to the swain, bring 50 like a man after the old painting; and keep not him festinatelyliither; I must employ bim in a loo long in one tune, but a snip aud away: These letter to my love.

are complements', these are humours: these beMoth. Master, will you win your love with al tray nice wenches--that would be betray'd withFrench brawl }

out these ; and make the men of note, (do you Arm. How mean'st thou? brawling in French?55 note men?)that are most affected to these

Aloth. No, my compleat master; but to jig off Arm. How bast thou purchas'd thisexperience? a tune at the tongue's end, canary * to it with your! | Moth. By my penny of observation.

? This word, which is provincial, and ought to be spelt severell, means those fields which are alternately sown with corn, and during that time are kept severell, or severed, from the field which lies fallow, and is appropriated to the grazing of cattle, not by a fence, but by the care of the cow herd or shepherd, in which the town-bull only is allowed to range unmolested. ? That is, hastily. A kind of dance. Canary was the name of a sprightly nimble dance. Si, e. accomplishments. • The meaning is, that they not only inveigle the young girls, but make the men taken notice of too, who affect them.


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