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Cost. As it shall follow in my correction; and
KING reads. God defend the right!
“which, as I remember, hight Costard,” King. Will you hear this letter with attention ?
Cost. O me!
King reads. after the flesh.
“sorted and consorted, contrary to thy estab- .
lished proclaimed edict and continent canon, with — King reads.
with — with — but with this I passion to say where“Great deputy, the welkin's vicegerent, and sole dom- with," – inator of Navarre, my soul's earth’s God, and body's
Cost. With a wench. fostering patron,” –
KING reads. Cost. Not a word of Costard yet.
“ with a child of our grandmother Eve, a female; KING reads.
or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. Him, “So it is,”
I (as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on) have sent to
thee, to receive the meed of punishment, by thy sweet Cost. It
riage, bearing, and estimation."
Dull. Me, an 't shall please you; I, Antony Cost. be to me, and every man that dares Dull. not fight!
KING reads. King. No words ! Cost. of other men's secrets, I beseech you. Which I apprehended with the aforesaid swain), I keep
“For Jaquenetta (so is the weaker vessel called, KING reads.
her as a vessel of thy law's fury; and shall, at the least
of thy sweet notice, bring her to trial. Thine, in all “So it is, besieged with sable-colored melancholy, I compliments of devoted and heart-burning heat of duty, did commend the black-oppressing humor to the most
“Dox ADRIANO DE ARMADO." wholesome physic of thy health-giving air; and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to walk. The time Biron. This is not so well as I looked for, but when? About the sixth hour; when beasts most graze, the best that ever I heard. birds best peck, and men sit down to that nourishment
King. Ay, the best for the worst. — But, sirwhich is called supper. So much for the time when. Now for the ground which; which, I mean, I walked
rah, what upon : it is yeleped thy park. Then for the place where ;
Cost. Sir, I confess the wench. where, I mean, I did encounter that obscene and most King. Did you hear the proclamation ? preposterous event, that draweth from my snow-white Cost. I do confess much of the hearing it, but pen the ebon-colored ink, which here thou viewest, be- little of the marking of it. holdest, surveyest, or seest. But to the place where, –
King. It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment it standeth north-north-east and by east from the west
to be taken with a wench. corner of thy curious-knotted garden : there did I see that low-spirited swain, that base minnow of thy mirth,”
Cost. I was taken with none, sir; I was taken
with a damosel. Cost. Me.
King. Well, it was proclaimed damosel.
Cost. This was no damosel neither, sir; she was " that unlettered small-knowing soul,"
King. It is so varied too; for it was proclaimed Cost. Me.
virgin. KING reads.
Cost. If it were, I deny her virginity; I was
taken with a maid. " that shallow vassal," —
King. This maid will not serve your turn, sir. Cost. Still me.
Cost. This maid will serve my turn, sir.
say you to this?
King. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence : you Moth. Speak you this in my praise, master ? shall fast a week with bran and water.
Arm. In thy condign praise. Cost. I had rather pray a month with mutton Moth. I will praise an eel with the same praise. and porridge.
Arm. What, that an eel is ingenious ? King. And Don Armado shall be your keeper.
Moth. That an eel is quick. My lord Birón, see him delivered o'er :
Arm. I do say thou art quick in answers. Thou And go we, lords, to put in practice that
blood. Which each to other hath so strongly sworn. Moth. I am answered, sir.
[Exeunt KING, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN. Arm. I love not to be crossed. Biron. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat, Moth. He speaks the mere contrary; crosses These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn. love not him.
[Aside. Sirrah, come on.
Arm. I have promised to study three years with Cost. I suffer for the truth, sir: for true it is I the duke. was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a Moth. You may do it in an hour, sir. true girl : and therefore, Welcome the sour cup of Arm. Impossible. prosperity! Affliction may one day smile again, Moth. How
many is one thrice told ? and till then, Sit thee down, sorrow!
Arm. I am ill at reckoning; it fits the spirit of a tapster.
Moth. You are a gentleman and a gamester, sir. SCENE II. - Another part of the Park. AR- Arm. I confess both; they are both the varnish MADO's House.
of a complete man.
Moth. Then I am sure you know how much the Enter ARMADO and MOTH.
gross sum of deuch-ace amounts to. Arm. Boy, what sign is it, when a man of great Arm. It doth amount to one more than two. spirit grows melancholy?
Moth. Which the base vulgar do call three. Moth. A great sign, sir, that he will look sad. Arm. True.
Arm. Why, sadness is one and the self-same Moth. Why, sir, is this such a piece of study ? thing, dear imp.
Now here is three studied ere you ’ll thrice wink: Moth. No, no; O lord, sir, no !
—and how easy it is to put "years” to the word Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melan- three, and study three years in two words, the choly, my tender juvenal ?
dancing horse will tell you. Moth. By a familiar demonstration of the work- Arm. A most fine figure ! ing, my tough senior ?
Moth. To prove you a cipher. [Aside. Arm. Why tough senior? why tough senior ? Arm. I will hereupon confess I am in love: and
Moth. Why tender juvenal ? why tender ju- as it is base for a soldier to love, so am I in love venal ?
with a base wench. If drawing my sword against Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent the humor of affection would deliver me from the epitheton appertaining to thy young days, which reprobate thought of it, I would take desire priswe may nominate tender.
oner, and ransom him to any French courtier for a Moth. And I, tough senior, as an appertinent new-devised courtesy. I think scorn to sigh; metitle to your old time, which we may naine tough. thinks I should outswear Cupid. Comfort me, Arm. Pretty and apt.
boy: what great men have been in love? Moth. How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my Moth. Hercules, master. saying apt? or, I apt, and my saying pretty ? Arm. Most sweet Hercules ! -- More authority, Arm. Thou pretty, because little.
dear boy, name more; and, sweet my child, let Moth. Little pretty, because little. Wherefore them be men of good repute and carriage.
Moth. Sampson, master : he was a man of Arm. And therefore apt, because quick. good carriage, great carriage; for he carried the
town-gates on his back, like a porter: and he was precedent. Boy, I love that country girl that I in love.
took in the park with the rational hind Costard; Arm. 0 well-knit Sampson ! strong-jointed she deserves well. Sampson! I do excel thee in my rapier, as much Moth. To be whipped; and yet a better love as thou didst me in carrying gates. I am in than my master.
[Aside. love too. — Who was Sampson's love, my dear Arm. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in Moth?
love. Moth. A woman, master.
Moth. And that's great marvel, loving a light Arm. Of what complexion ?
wench. Moth. Of all the four, or the three, or the two, Arm. I say, sing. or one of the four.
Moth. Forbear till this
company past. Arm. Tell me precisely of what complexion ? Moth. Of the sea-water green, sir.
Enter DULL, COSTARD, and JAQUENETTA. Arm. Is that one of the four complexions ?
Moth. As I have read, sir; and the best of Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is that you keep them too.
Costard safe : and you must let him take no deArm. Green, indeed, is the color of lovers : but light nor no penance; but he must fast three days to have a love of that color, methinks Sampson a-week. For this damsel, I must keep her at the had small reason for it. He surely affected her for park; she is allowed for the day-woman
Fare her wit.
Moth. It was so sir; for she had a green wit. Arm. I do betray myself with blushing.
Arm. My love is most immaculate white and Maid ! red.
Jaq. Man! Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, are
Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge. masked under such colors.
Jaq. That's hereby.
Moth. My father's wit and my mother's tongue Jaq. Lord, how wise you are ! assist me!
Arm. I will tell thee wonders. Arm. Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty Jaq. With that face? and pathetical!
Arm. I love thee.
Jaq. So I heard you say.
Arm. And so farewell.
Dull. Come Jaquenetta, away.
[Exeunt DULL and JAQUENETTA. By this you shall not know;
Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offenses,
Cost. Well, sir, I hope when I do it, I shall do A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of it on a full stomach. white and red.
Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punished. Arm. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King Cost. I am more bound to you than your fellows, and the Beggar?
for they were but lightly rewarded. Moth. The world was very guilty of such a bal- Arm. Take away this villain ; shut him up. lad some three ages since, but I think now 't is not Moth. Come, you transgressing slave; away. to be found; or if it were, it would neither serve Cost. Let me not be pent up, sir; I will fast be for the writing nor the tune.
ing loose. Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, Moth No, sir; that were fast and loose ; thou that I may example my digression by some mighty shalt to prison.
Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of there is no evil angel but love. Yet Sampson was desolation that I have seen, some shall see — so tempted, and he had an excellent strength; yet Moth. What shall some see?
was Solomon so seduced, and he had a very good Cost. Nay nothing, Master Moth, but what they wit. Cupid's butt-shaft is too hard for Hercules' look
upon. It is not for prisoners to be silent in club, and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's their words, and therefore I will say nothing. . I rapier. The first and second cause will not serve thank God I have as little patience as another man, my turn; the passado he respects not, the duello and therefore I can be quiet.
he regards not: his disgrace is to be called boy, [Excunt Moth and COSTARD. but his glory is to subdue men. Adieu, valor! Arm. I do affect the very ground, which is base, rust, rapier! be still, drum ! for your manager is where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, in love; yea, he loveth. Assist me, some extemwhich is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn poral god of rhyme ; for I am sure I shall turn (which is a great argument of falsehood) if I love: sonnet. Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for and how can that be true love, which is falsely at- whole volumes in folio.
[Exit. tempted ? Love is a familiar; love is a devil:
SCENE I. — Another part of the Park. A Pavil- | But now to task the tasker:- good Boyet, ion and Tents at a distance.
You are not ignorant, all-telling fame
Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow, Enter the Princess of France, ROSALINE, MA- Till painful study shall outwear three years,
RIA, KATHARINE, BoYET, Lords, and other At- No woman may approach his silent court: tendants.
Therefore to us seemeth it a needful course, Boyet. Now, madam, summon up your dearest Before we enter his forbidden gates, spirits :
To know his pleasure; and in that behalf, Consider who the king your father sends ; Bold of your worthiness, we single you To whom he sends; and what's his embassy : As our best-moving fair solicitor: Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem, Tell him the daughter of the King of France, To parley with the sole inheritor
On serious business, craving quick despatch, Of all perfections that a man may owe,
Impórtunes personal conference with his grace. Matchless Navarre : the plea of no less weight Haste, signify so much; while we attend, Than Aquitain; a dowry for a queen.
Like humbly-visaged suitors, his high will. Be now as prodigal of all dear grace,
Boyet. Proud of employment, willingly I go. As nature was in making graces dear,
[Exit. When she did starve the general world beside, Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours is And prodigally gave them all to you. Prin. Good Lord Boyet, my beauty, though but Who are the votaries, my loving lord, mean,
That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke? Needs not the painted flourish of your praise ; 1st Lord. Longaville is one. Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,
the man ? Not uttered by base sale of chapmen's tongues : Mar. I know him, madam : at a marriage feast, I am less proud to hear you tell my worth, Between Lord Perigort and the beauteous heir Than you much willing to be counted wise Of Jaques Falconbridge solemnizéd, In spending your wit in the praise of mine. In Normandy saw I this Longaville :
A man of sovereign parts he is esteemed; He rather means to lodge you in the field
(Like one that comes here to besiege his court), Nothing becomes him ill that he would well. Than seek a dispensation for his oath, The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss
To let you enter his unpeopled house. (If virtue’s gloss will stain with any soil), Here comes Navarre. [The Ladies mask. Is a sharp wit matched with too blunt a will; Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills Enter King, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, Biron, and
Attendants. It should none spare that come within his power. Prin. Some merry mocking lord, belike; is 't King. Fair princess, welcome to the court of
Navarre. Mar. They say so most, that most his humors Prin. Fair, I give you back again; and welcome know.
I have not yet: the roof of this court is too high Prin. Such short-lived wits do wither as they to be yours; and welcome to the wild fields too grow.
base to be mine. Who are the rest ?
King. You shall be welcome, madam, to my Kath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplished
Prin. I will be welcome, then; conduct me Of all that virtue love for virtue loved :
thither. Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill; King. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an For he hath wit to make an ill shape good,
oath. And shape to win grace though he had no wit. Prin. Our lady help my lord; he 'll be forsworn. I saw him at the Duke Alençon's once;
King. Not for the world, fair madam, by my And much too little of that good I saw,
will. Is my report, to his great worthiness.
Prin. Why, will shall break it; will, and nothRos. Another of these students at that time
ing else. Was there with him; if I have heard a truth, King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. Birón they call him; but a merrier man,
Prin. Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise, Within the limit of becoming mirth,
Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance. I never spent an hour's talk withal :
I hear your grace hath sworn out housekeeping: His eye begets occasion for his wit;
'T is deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord, For every object that the one doth catch,
And sin to break it: The other turns to a mirth-moving jest;
But pardon me, I am too sudden bold; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor)
To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me. Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming, That agéd ears play truant at his tales,
And suddenly resolve me in my suit. And younger hearings are quite ravished;
[Gives a paper. So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. Prin. God bless my ladies ! are they all in love;
Prin. You will the sooner, that I were away; That every one her own hath garnishéd
For you 'll prove perjured if you make me stay. With such bedecking ornaments of praise ?
Biron. Did not I dance with you in Brabant Mar. Here comes Boyet.
Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once? Re-enter BOYET.
Biron. I know
did. Prin. Now, what admittance, lord ! Ros. How needless was it, then,
Boyet. Navarre had notice of your fair approach ; To ask the question ! And he and his competitors in oath
Biron. You must not be so quick. Were all addressed to meet you, gentle lady, Ros. 'T is 'long of
that Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt:
spur me with such