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The. With the help of a surgeon, he might yet recover,
prove an ass. Hip. How chance moonshine is gone, before Thisbe comes back and finds her lover ?
The. She will find him by starlight.--Here she comes; and her passion en is the play.
Enter Thisbe. Hip. Methinks. she should not use a long one, for such a Pyra...ws : i liope, she will be brief.
Dem. A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus, which Thisbe, is the better.
Lys. She hath spied him already with those sweet eyes.
Dem. And thus she moans, videlicet.-
“What, dead, my dove?
Speak, speak. Quite dumb !
“ Dead, dead ? A tomb
These lily lips,
“ This cherry nose,
“Are gone, are gone:
“ Lovers, make moan !
O sisters three,
“Come, come to me,
Lay them in gore,
“ Since you have shore
• Tongue, not a word :
“Come, trusty sword;
“And farewell, friends ;
“ Thus Thisbe ends : “Adieu, adieu, adieu."
[Dies. The. Moonshine and lion are left to bury the dead. Dem. Ay, and wall too.
Bot. No, I assure you ; the wall is down that parted their fathers. Will it please you to see the epilogue, or to hear a Bergomask dance, between two of our company: The. No epilogue, I pray you ; for your play needs
Never excuse ; for when the players are all dead, there need none to be blamed. * Marry, if be that writ it had played Pyramus, and hanged himself in Thisbe's garter, it would have been a fine tragedy: and so it is, truly; and very notably discharged. But come, your Bergomask: let your epilogue alone.
[Here a dunce of Clowns. The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve :Lovers, to bed; 'tis alınost fairy tiine. : fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn, As much as we this night have overwatch'd. This palpable-gross play hath well beguil'd The heavy gait of night – Sweet friends, to bed.A fortnight hold we this solemnity, 'n nightly revels, and new jollity. (Ereunt.
SCENE II.- Enter Puck. l'uck. Now the hungry lion roars,
And the wolf behowls the moon; Whils. tne heavy ploughman snores,
All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow,
Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud,
Puts the wretch that lies in woe,
In remembrance of a shroud.
That the graves, all gaping wide,
In the church-way paths to glide :
By the triple Hecat's team,
Following darkness like a dream,
By the dead aud drowsy fire :
Hop as light as bird from brier ;
nce it trippingly;
To each word a warbling note,
SONG, AND DANCE.
Through this house each fairy stray.
Make no stay:
(Eseunt OBERON, TITANIA, and trum
Think but this, (and all is mended)
wild and fantastical as this play is, all the parts in their various modes are well written, and give the kind of pleasnre whick the author designed. Fairies in his time were much in fashion; common tradition had inade them familiar, and Spenser's POCIL bad made them great.-JOHNSON
POBLISHED in 1588. Mr. Malone supposes this play to have been written in 1594. The title page in the quanto states it to
bave been newly coniected and augmented by W. Shaksyease, and perhaps these corrections and augmentatious constituted bis only share of the production.
PERSONS REPRESENTED. So much, dear liege, I have already sworn,
That is, To live and study here three years. FERDINAND, King of Navarre.
But there are other strict observances. Biron, Longaville, Dumain, Lords, attending on As, not to see a woman in that terin ; the King
Which, I hope well, is not enrolled there. Boyet, MERCADE, Lords, attending on the Princess And, one day in a week to touch no food; of France.
And, but one meal on every day beside ; Don ADRIANO DE ARMADO, a fantasticul Spaniard.
The which, I hope, is not enrolled there : Sir NATHANIEL, a curate.
And then, to sleep but three hours in the night, HOLOFERNES, a schoolmaster.
And not be seen to wink of all the day ; Duri, a constable.
(When I was wont to think no harm all night, COSTARD, a clown.
And make a dark night too of half the day ;) Moth, page to Armado.
Which, I hope well, is not enrolled there : A Forester
0, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep; PRINCESS OF FRANCE.
Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep. Rosaline, Maria, KATHARINE, Ladies, attending on king. Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these. the Princess.
Biron. Let me say to, my liege, an if you please , JAQUENETTA, a country wench.
I only swore, to study with your grace,
And stay here in your court for three years' space. and Princess.
Long. You swore to that, Birón, and to the rest.
Birm. By yea and nay, sir, then I swore in jest.-
What is the end of study ? let me know.
Biron. Things hid and barr’d, you mean, from
common sense ? SCENE 1.-Navarre. A Park, with a Palace in it.
King. Ay, that is study's god-like recompense.
Birm, Come on then, I will swear to study so, Enter the King, Biron, LONGAVILLE,
To know the thing I am forbid to know : and Dumain.
As thus, – To study where I well may dine, King. Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives, When I to feast expressly am forbid; Live register'd upon our brazen tombs,
Or, study where to meet some mistress fine, And then grace us in the disgrace of death;
When mistresses from common sense are hid : When, spite of cormorant devouring time,
Or, having sworn too hard-a-keeping oath, The endeavour of this present breath may buy Study to break it, and not break my troth. That honour which shall bate his scythe's keen edge, If study's gain be thus, and this be so, And make us heirs of all eternity.
Study knows that, which yet it doth not know. Therefore, brave conquerors !--for so you are, Swear me to this, and I will ne'er say, no. That war against your own affections,
King. These be the stops that hinder study quite, And the huge army of the world's desires,
And train our intellects to vain delight. Our late edíct shall strongly stand in force :
Biron. Why, all delights are vain ; but that most Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;
Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain: (vain, Our court shall be a little Academe,
As, painfully to pore upon a book, Still and contemplative in living art.
To seek the light of truth; while truth the while
Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.
Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed,
And give him light that was it blinded by.
Long. I am resolvd : 'tis but a three years' fast; That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks ;
Dum. My loving lord, Dumain is mortified ; That give a name to every fixed star,
grosser manner of these world's delights Have no more profit of their shining nights,
And every godfather can give a name.
Dum. I'roceeded well, to stop all good proceeding! But is there no quick reereation granted ? Long. He weeds the corn, and still lets grow the King. Ay, that there is : our court, you know, is weeding
With a refined traveller of Spain; (haunted Biron. The spring is near, when green geese are a A man in all the world's new fashion planted, Dum. How follows that?
(breeding. That hath a mint of phrases in his brain Biron.
Fit in his place and time. One, whom the music of his own vain tongue Dum. In reason nothing.
Doth ravish, like enchanting harmony; Biron.
Something then in rhyme. A man of complements, whom right and wrong Long. Birón is like an envious sneaping frost, Have chose as umpire of their mutiny:
That bites the first-born infants of the spring. This child of fancy, that Armado hight, Biron. Well, say I am ; why should proud sum. For interim to our studies, shall relate, mer boast,
In high-born words, the worth of many a knight Before the birds have any cause to sing ?
From tawny Spain, lost in the world's debate. Why should I joy in an abortive birth ?
How you delight, my lords, I know not, I; At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
But, I protest, I love to hear him lie, Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows; And I will use him for my minstrelsy. But like of each thing, that in season grous.
Biron. Armado is a most illustrious wight, So you, to study now it is too late,
A man of fire-new words, fashion's own knight Climb o'er the house to unlock the little gite. Long. Costard the swain, and he, shall be our sport
King. Well, sit you out : go home, Birón; adieu! And, so to study, three years is but short.
Enter Dull, with a letter, and COSTARD. And, though I have for barbarism spoke more, Dull. Which is the duke's own person ?
Than for that angel knowledge you can say, Biron. This, fellow ; What would'st? Yet confident I'll keep what I have swore,
Dull. I myself reprehend his own person, for I an And bide the penance of each three years' day. his grace's tharborough: but I would see his ows Give me the paper, let me read the same ; person in flesh and blood. And to the strict'st decrees I'll write my name. Biron. This is he. King. How well this yielding rescues thee from Dull. Signior Arme Arme - commends you. shame!
There's villany abroad; this letter will tell you more. Biron. [Reads.] Item, That no woman shall come Cost. Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching me. within a mile of my court.
King. A letter from the magnificent Armado. And hath this been proclaim'd ?
Biron. How low soever the matter, I hope in God Long.
Four days ago
for high words. Biron. Let's see the penalty.
Long. A high hope for a low having : God grant (Reads.)-On pain of losing her tongue.
Who devis'd this? Biron. To hear? or forbear hearing ? Long. Marry, that did I.
Long. To hear meekly, sir, and to laugh modeBiron. Sweet lord, and why?
rately; or to forbear both. Long. To fright them hence with that dread penalty. Biron. Well, sir, be it as the style shall give us Biron. A dangerous law against gentility. cause to climb in the merriness.
[Reads.) Item, If usy mun be seen to tulk with a wo. Cost. The matter is to me, sir, as concerning Ja. man within the term of three years, he shall endure such quenetta. The manner of it is, I was taken with the public shame as the rest of the court cun possibly devise.— manner. This article, my liege, yourself must break;
Biron. In what manner ? For well you know, here comes in embassy Cost. In manner and form following, sir ; all those The French King's daughter with yourself to speak, — three : I was seen with her in the manor house, sit
A maid of grace and complete majesty,– ting with her upon the form, and taken following her About surrender-up of Aquitain
into the park ; which, put together, is in manner and To her decrepit, sick, and bed-rid father : form following. Now, sir, for the manner,-it is the Therefore this article is made in vain,
manner of a man to speak to a woman : for the form, Or vainly comes the admired princess hither. -- in some form. king. What say you, lords ? why, this was quite Biron. For the following, sir ?
Biron. So study evermore is over shot; (forgot. Cost. As it shall follow in my correction; And While it doth study to have what it would,
God defend the right? It doth forget to do the thing it should :
King. Will you hear this letter with attention ? And when it hath the thing it hunteth most,
Biron. As we would hear an oracle. "Tis won, as towns with fire ; so won, so lost. Cost. Such is the simplicity of man to hearken after
King. We must, of sorce, dispense with this de. the flesh. She must lie here on mere necessity.
king. [Reads.) Great deputy, the welkin's vicegeBiron. Necessity will make us all forsworn rent, and sole dominator of Nuvarre, my soul's earth's
Three thousand times within this three years' God, and twdy's fostering patron, For every man with his affects is born; (space: Cost. Not a word of Costard yet.
Noi by might master'd, but by special grace : King. So it is, If I break faith, this word shall speak for me, Cost. It may be so : but if he say it is so, he is, in I am forsworn on mere necessity.
telling true, So to the laws at large I write my namne: (Subscribes. hing. Peace
And he that breaks them in the least degree, Cost. --be to me, and every man that dares not fight! Stands in attainder of eternal shame:
King. No words Suggestions are to others, as to me ;
Cost. -of other men's secrets, I beseech you. But, I believe, althongh I seem so loth;
king. So it is, besieged with sw.e-colvured melan. I am ine last that will last keep his vach.
choly, I did commerid the bluck-oppressing humour to
the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving air ; Sirrah, come on. and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to walk. The Cost. I suffer for the truth, sir : for true it is, ) time when ? About the siath hour; when beasts most was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true grase, birds best peck, and men sit down to that nou- girl; and therefore, Welcome the sour cup of prosrishment which is called supper. So much for the time perity! Affliction may one day smile again, and till when : Now for the ground which ; which, I mean, 1ihen, Sit thue down, sorrow!
(Eseunt. walked upon : it is ycleped thy park. Then for the place where; where, I mean, I did encounter that ob
SCENE II. scene and most preposterous event, that draweth from my snow-white pen the ebon coloured ink, which here Another part of the same. Armado's House. thon viewest, beholdest, surveyesi, or seest : But to the
Enter ARMADO and Moth. place, where,- 1 standeth north-north-east and by eust from the west corner of thy curions-knotted garden.
Arm. Boy, what sign is it, when a man of great There did I see that low-spirited swain, that base min- spirit grows melancholy? now of thy mirth,
Moth. A great sign, sir, that he will look sad. Cost. Me.
Arm. Why, sadness is one and the self-same thing King. -- that unletter'd smull-knowing soul,
dear imp. Cost. Me.
Mothi No, no; O lord, sir, po. King, – that shallow vassal,
Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melancholy, Cost. Still me.
my tender juvenal ? King. —which as I remember, hight Costard, Moth. By a familiar demonstration of the work. Cost. O me!
ing, my tough senior. King. — sorted and consorted, contrary to thy establish
Arm. Why tough senior ? why tough senior ? ed proclaimed edict and continent canon, uith-with,- Moth. Why tender juvenal ? why tender juvenal ? Owith-but with this I passion to say whereurith. Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent Cost. With a wench.
epitheton, appertaining to thy young days, which we King. —with a child of our grandmother Eve, a may nominate tender. female ; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a wo- Moth. And I, tough senior, as an appertinent titlo man. Himi(as my ever esteemed duly pricks me on) to your old time, which we may name tough. have sent to thee, to receive the meed of punishment, Arm. Pretty, and apt. by thy sweet grace's officer, Antony Dull; a man of
Moth. How mean you, sir ; I pretty, and my say. good tepule, carriage, bearing, and estimation. ing apt? or I apt, and my saying pretty ?
Dull. le, an't shall please you ; I am Antony Dull. Arm. Thou pretty, because little. King. For Jaquenetta,(so is the weaker vessel call- Moth. Little pretty, because little: Wherefore apt? ed, which I apprehended with the aforesaid swain,) Arm. And therefore apt, because quick. I keep her as a vessel of thy law's fury: and shall, Moth. Speak you this in my praise, master ? at the least of thy swect notice, bring her to trial. Arm. In thy condign praise. Thine, in all compliments of devoted and heart-burn- Moth. I will praise an eel with the same praise. ing heat of duty,
Don ADRIANO DE ARMADO. Arm. What? 'that an eel is ingenious ? Biron. This is not so well as I looked for, but
Moth. That an eel is quick. the best that ever I heard.
Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answers : Thou King. Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, heatest my blood.
Moth. f what say you to this ?
am answered, sir.
Arm. I love not to be crossed.
Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, crosses lome Cost. I do confess much of the hearing it, but not him.
[ Aside. little of the marking of it.
Arm. I have promised to study three years with
the duke. King. It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to be taken with a wench.
Moth. You may do it in an hour, sir. Cost. I was taken with none, sir; I was taken
Moth. How many is one thrice told ? with a damosel.
Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fitteth the spirit of king. Well, it was proclaimed damosel.
a tapster. Cost. This was 20 damosel neither, sir ; she was Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester, sir. a virgin.
Arm. I confess boih; they are both the varnish of king. It is so varied too for it was proclaimed a complete man. virgin.
Alvih. Then, I am sure, you know how much the Cost. If it were, I deny her virginity; I was taken gross sum of deuce-ace amounts to. with a maid.
Arm It doth amount to one more than two. king. This maid will not serve your turn, sir. Moth. Which the base vulgar do call, three. Cost. This maid will serve my turn, sir.
Arm. True. king. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence; You Noth. Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? sball last a week with bran and water.
Now here is three studied, ere you'll thrice: wink : Cost. I had rather pray a month with mutton and and how easy it is to put years to the word three, and porridge.
study three years in two words, the dancing horse king And Don Armado shall be your keeper.- will tell you. My lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er.
Arm. Å most fine figure ! And go we, lords, to put in practice, that
Moch. To prove you a cipher.
[ Aside. iVhich each to other baih so strongly sworn.- Arm. I will hereupou confess, I am in Irve: and,
(Eseunt hinc, LONGAVILLE, and Dumain. as it is base for a soldier to love, so am I in love with Birm. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat, a base wench. If drawing my sword against the
These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn.- Thuniour of affection would deliver me from the repro bate thought of it, I would take desire prisoner, and
Jaq. Man. ransom him to any French courtier for a new devised Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge. courtesy. I think scorn to sigh; methinks, I should Jaq. That's hereby. out-swear Cupid. Comfort ine, boy: What great Arm. I know where it is situate. men have been in love?
Jaq. Lord, how wise you are ! Moh. Hercules, master.
Arm. I will tell thee wonders. Arm. Most sweet Hercules !-More authority, dear Jaq. With that face? boy, name more ; and, sweet my child, let them be Arm. I love thee. men of good repute and carriage.
Jaq: So I heard you say. Moth. Sampson, master; he was a man of good Arm. And so farewell. carriage, great carriage ; for he carried the town. Jaq. Fair weather after you ! gates on his back, like a porter: and he was in love. Dull. Come, Jaquenetta, away. Arm. O well-knit Sampson! strong jointed Samp
[ Exeunt Duil and JAQUENETTA. son! I do excel thee in my rapier, as much as thou Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offenses, ere didst me in carrying gates. I am in love too, Who thou be pardoned. was Sampson's love, my dear Moth?
Cost. Well, sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do Moth. A woman, master.
it on a full stomach. Arm. Of what complexion ?
Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punished. Moth. Of all the four, or the three, or the two; or Cost. I am more bound to you, than your fellow's, one of the four.
for they are but lightly rewarded. Arm. Tell me precisely of what complexion ? Arm Take away this villain ; shut him up. Moth. Of the sea-water green, sir.
Moth. Come, you transgressing stave; away. Arm. Is that one of the four complexions ? Cost. Let me not be pent up, sir; I will fast, Moth. As I have read, sir : and the best of them too. being loose.
Arm. Green, indeed, is the colour of lovers; but Moth. No, sir ; that were fast and loose : thou 10, have a love of that colour, methinks, Sampson had shalt to prison. small reason for it. He, surely, affected her for her Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of wit
desolation that I have seen, some shall seeMoth. It was so, sir ; for she had a green wit. Moth. What shall some see ? Arm. My love is most immaculate white and red. Cost. Nay nothing, master Moth, but what they
Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, are masked look upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent in under such colours.
their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing ; I Arm. Define, define, well-educated infant.
thank God, I have as little pacience as another man ; Moth. My father's wit, and my mother's tongue and, therefore, I can be quiet. assist me.
[Eseunt Moth and COSTARD. Arm. Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty Arm. I do affect the very ground, which is base, and pathetical!
where her shoe, which is baser, guided by lier foot, Moth. If she be made of white and red,
which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, Her faults will ne'er be known;
(which is a great argument of falsehood, ) if I love : For blushing cheeks by faults are bred. And how can that be true love, which is falsely at. And fears by pale white shewn:
tempted ? Love is a familiar; love is a devil : there Then, if she fear, or be to blame,
no evil angel but love. Yet Sampson was so By this you shall not know ;
tempted ; and he had an excellent strength : yet was For still her cheeks possess the same,
Solomon so seduced ; and he had a very good wit. Which native she doth owe.
Cupid's butt-shaft is too hard for Hercules' club, A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier. white and red.
The first and second cause will not serve my turn; Arm. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and the passado he respects not, the duello he regards the Beggar.
not: his disgrace is to be called boy; but his glory Moth. The world was very guilty of such a ballad is, to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust, rapier! be some three ages since : but, I think now 'tis not to still, drum! for your macager is in love ; yea, he be found; or, if it were, it would neither serve for loveth. Assist me some extemporal god of rhyme, the writing, nor the tune.
for, I am sure, I shall turn sonneteer, Devise wit; Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, that write pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio. I may example my digression by some mighty pre
(Eseunt. cedent. 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 whipped; and yet a better love than
ACT II. (A side.
SCENE I.-Another part of the same. A Parilion Arm. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love.
and Tents at a distance. Moth. And that's great marvel, loving a light wench. Arm. I say, sing..
Enter the PRINCESS OF FRANCE, RUSALINE, MARIA, Moth. Forbear till this company be past.
KATILARINE, BOYET, Lords, and other Attendants.
Boyet. Now, madam, summon up your dearest Enter DuLL, COSTARD, and JAQUENETTA. Consider who the king your father sends ; (spirits ; Dall. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep To whom he sends; and what's his embassy: Costard safe : and you must let him take no delight, Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem ; Cor do penance ; but a'must fast three days a week. To parley with the sole inheritor For this darusel, I must keep her at the park; she Of all perfections that a man may owe, is allowed for the day-woman. Pare you well. Matchless Navarre ; the plea of no less weight
Arm Lilo lietray myself with blushing.–Maid. Than Aquitain ; a dowry for a queen.