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already; the clown bore it, the fool sent it, and the lady hath it: sweet clown, sweeter fool, sweetest lady! By the world, I would not care a pin if the other three were in: Here comes one with a paper; God give him grace to groan! [Gets up into a tree.
Enter the King, with a paper. King. Ah me!
Biron. [Aside.] Shot, by heaven!—Proceed, sweet Cupid; thou hast thump'd him with thy birdbolt under the left pap:-I'faith secrets.King. [Reads.] So sweet a kiss the golden sun
gives not To those fresh morning drops upon the rose, As thy eye-beams, when their fresh rays have smote
The night of dew that on my cheeks down flows:
Through the transparent bosom of the deep,
Thou shin'st in every tear that I do weep:
So ridest thou triúmphing in my woe;
And they thy glory through thy grief will show :
LOVE'S LABOUR LOST.
Long. Ah me! I am forsworn. Biron. Why, he comes in like a perjure,' wearing papers.
[Aside. King. In love, I hope; Sweet fellowship in shame!
[Aside. Biron. One drunkard loves another of the name.
[ Aside. Long. Am I the first that have been perjur'd so? Biron. [Aside.] I could put thee in comfort;
not by two, that I know: Thou mak’st the triumviry, the corner-cap of so
ciety, The shape of love's Tyburn that hangs up simpli
city. Long. I fear, these stubborn lines lack power to O sweet Maria, empress of my love! These numbers will I tear, and write in prose. Biron. [Aside.] O, rhymes are guards on wanton
Cupid's hose: Disfigure not his slop. Long
This same shall go.
[He reads the sonnet. Did not the heavenly rhetorick of thine eye ('Gainst whom the world cannot hold argu
ment,) Persuade my heart to this false perjury?
Vows, for thee broke, deserve not punishment. A woman I forswore; but, I will prove,
Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee: My vow was earthly, thou a heavenly love;
Thy grace being gain'd, cures all disgrace in Vows are but breath, and breath a vapour is: Then thou, fair sun, which on my earth dost
- he comes in like a perjure,] The punishment of perjury is to wear on the breast a paper expressing the crime.
Disfigure not his slop.) This alludes to the usual tawdry dress of Cupid, when he appeared on the stage.
shine, Exhalst this vapour vow; in thee it is:
If broken then, it is no fault of mine; If by me broke, What fool is not so wise, To lose an oath to win a paradise? Biron. [Aside.] This is the liver vein, which
makes flesh a deity; A green goose, a goddess: pure, pure idolatry. God amend us, God amend! we are much out o'the
Enter DUMAIN, with a paper. Long. By whom shall I send this ?-Company! stay.
[Stepping aside. Biron. [Aside.] All hid, all hid, an old infant
Dum. O most divine Kate!
O most prophane coxcomb!
[Aside. Dum. By heaven, the wonder of a mortal eye! Biron. By earth she is but corporal; there you lie.
[ Aside. Dum. Her amber hairs for foul have amber
coted.* Biron. An amber-colour'd raven was well noted,
the liver vein,] The liver was anciently supposed to be the seat of love.
All hid, ull hid,] The children's cry at hide and seek.
- amber coted.] The word here intended, though mispelled, is quoted, which signifies observed or regarded, both here and in