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For Pyramus therein doth kill himself.

“ And, as she fled, her mantle she did fall;
Which when I saw rehearsed, I must confess, “ Which lion vile with bloody mouth did stain :
Made mine eyes water ; but more merry tears “ Anon comes Pyramus, sweet youth, and tall,
The passion of loud laughter never shed.

“ And tinds his trusty Thisby's mantle slain : The. What are they, that do play it?

“Whereat, with blade, with bloody blameful blade, Philost. Hard-handed men, that work in Athens “ He bravely broach'd his boiling bloody breast; here,

“ And, Thisby tarrying in pulberry shade,
Which never labour'd in their minds till now; “ His dagger drew, and died. For all the rest,
And now have toil'd their unbreaih'd memories " Let lion, moonshine, wall, and lovers twain,
With this same play, against your nuptial.

At large discourse, while here they do remain." The. And we will hear it.

(Exeunt Prol. Thisbe, Lion, and Moonshine. Philost. No, my noble lord,

The. I wonder if the lion be to speak.
It is not for you: I have heard it over,

Dem. No wonder, my lord: one lion may, when
And it is nothing, nothing in the world :

niany asses do.
Unless you can find sport in their intents,

Wall. In this same interlude, it doth befall,
Extremely stretch'd, and conn'd with cruel pain, “ That I, one Snout by name, present a wall :
To do you service.

“ And such a wall, as I would have you think, The. I will hear that play:

“ That had in it a crannied hole, or chink, For never any thing can be amiss,

“ Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisby, When simpleness and duty tender it.

“ Did whisper often very secretly: Go, bring them in ;-and iake your places, ladies. “ This loam, this rough-cast, and this stone, doth

(Erit Philostrate.

Hip. I love not to see wretchedness o'ercharged, " That I am that same wall; the truth is so :
And duty in his service perishing.

“ And this the cranny is, right and sinister,
The. Why, gentle sweet, you shall see no such Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper.**

The. Would you desire lime and hair to speak Hip. He says, they can do nothing in this kind.

The. The kinder we, to give them thanks for no- Dem. It is the wittiest partition that ever I heard

discourse, my lord.
Our sport shall be, to take what they mistake: The. Pyramus draws near the wall: silence !
And what poor duty cannot do,
Noble respect takes it in might, not merit.

Where I have come, great clerks have purposed Pyr. " O grim-look'd night! 0 night with hue so
To greet me with premeditated welcomes;

black !
Where I have seen them shiver, and look pale, " O night, which ever art, when day is not !
Make periods in the midst of sentences,

“O night, () night, alack, alack, alack," Throttle their practised accent in their fears, "I fear my Thisby's promise is forgot! And, in conclusion, dumbly have broke off, " And thou, wall, o sweet, O lovely wall, Not paying me a welcome : trust me, sweet,

“ That stand'st between her father's ground and Out of this silence, yet, I pick'd a welcome ;

mine; And in the modesty of fearful duty

“ Thon wall, 0 wall, O sweet and lovely wall, I read as much, as from the rattling tongue

“ Shew me thy chink, lo blink through with Of sawcy and audacious eloquence.

mine eyne.

(Wall holds up his fingers. Love, therefore, and tongue-tied simplicity, “ Thanks, courteous wall: Jove shield thee well In least, speak most, to my capacity.

for this!

“ But what see I? No Thisby do I see. Enter PHILOSTRATE.

“ O wicked wall through whom I see no bliss ; Philost. So please your grace, the prologue is “ Curst be thy stones for thus deceiving me !" addrest.

The. The wall, methinks, being sensible, should
The. Let him approach. (Flourish of Trumpets. curse again.

Pyr. No, in truth, Sir, he should not. Deceiving

me, is Thisby's cue; she is to enter now, and I am Prol. If we offend, it is with our good will, to spy her through the wall. You shall see, it will

That you should think, we come not to offend, fall pat as I told you :-Yonder she conies.
But with good-will. To shew our simple skill,
That is the true beginning of our end.

Consider then, we come but in despite.

This. wall, full often hast thou heard my
We do not come as minding to content you,

moans, Our true intent is. All for your delighi,

“ For parting my fair Pyramus and me: We are not here. That you should here repent you, “My cherry lips have often kiss'd thy stones ; The actors are at hand ; und, by their show,

Thy stones with lime and hair knit up in thee." You shall know all, that you are like to know.

Pyr. “ I see a voice : now will I to the chink,
The. This fellow doth pot stand upon points. “ To spy an I can hear my Thisby's face.

Lys. He hath rid his prologne like a rough colt;
he knows not the stop. A good moral, my lord : it This." My love! thou art my love, I think."
is not enough to speak, but to speak true.

Pyr. “ Think what thou wilt, I am thy lover's
Hip. Indeed he hath play'd on this prologue like

grace ;
a child on a recorder; a sound, but not in govern- “ And like Limander am I trusty still.”

This. And I like Helen, till the fates me kill"
The. His speech was like a tangled chain; no- Pyr. “Not Shafalus to Procrus was so true."
thing impair'd, but all disorder'd. Who is next? This. As Shafalus to Procrus, I to you."

Pyr.“ 0), kiss me through the hole of this vile

wall." and Lion, as in dumb show.

This. “ I kiss the wall's hole, not your lips at Prol. “ Gentles, perchance you wonder at this

all.” show;

Рут. . “ Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me * But wonder on, till truth make all things plain.

staightway ?" This man is Pyramus, if you would know;

This." Tide life, tide death, I come without de“ This beauteous lady Thisby is, certain.

lay." “ This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present Wall. « Thus have I, wall, my part discharged “ Wall, that vile wall which did these lovers

SO; sunder:

“ And, being done, thus wall away doth go." “ And through wall's chink, poor souls, they are

[Exeunt Wall, Pyramus, and Thisbe. content

The. Now is the mural down between the two
To whisper; at the which let no man wonder. neighbours.
“ This man, with lantern, dog, and bush of thorn, Dem. No remedy, my lord, when walls are so

“ Presenteth moon-shine : for, if you will know, wilful to hear without warning.
By moon-shine did these lovers think no scorn Hip. This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.

" To meet at Ninus' tomb, there, there to woo. The. The best in this kind are but shadows: and
" This grisly beast, which by name lion hight, the worst are no worse, if imagination amend them.
“ The trusty Thisby, coming first by night,

Hip. It must be your imagination then, and we “ Did scare awny, or rather did aftright:


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The. If we imagine no worse of them, than they Pyr. “0, wherefore, nature, didst thou lions of themselves, they may pass for excellent men.

frame? Here come two noble beasts in, a moon and a lion. “ Since lion vile hath here deflour'd my dear :

" Which is-no, no-which was the fairest dame, Enter Lion and Moonshine.

" That lived, that loved, that liked, that look'd Lion." You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do

with cheer * fear

Come, tears, confound; « The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on

Out, sword, and wound floor,

“The pap of Pyramus : “ May now, perchance, both quake and tremble

Ay, that left pap, here,

“ Where heart doth hop : “ When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar.

“ Thus die I, thus, thus, thus. “ Then know, that I, one Snug the juiner, am

" Now am I dead, "A lion fell, nor else no lion's dam:

Now am I fled ; " For if I should as lion come in strife

“ My soul is in the sky: " Into this place, 'twere pity on my life.”

Tongue, lose thy light! The. A very gentle beast, and of a good consci

“ Moon, take thy Aight! ence.

" Now die, die, die, die, die.” Dem. The very best at a beast, my lord, that e'er

(Dies.-Erit Moonshine. I saw.

Dem. No die, but an ace, for him; for he is but one. Lys. This lion is a very fox for his valour.

Lys. Less than an ace inan; for he is dead; he The. True; and a goose for his discretion.

is nothing.
Dem. Not so, my lord : for his valour cannot The. With the help of a surgeon, he might yet re-
carry his discretion; and the fox carries the goose. cover, and prove an ass.

The. His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his Hip. How chance moonshine is gone, before Thisbe
valour; for the goose carries not the fox. It is well: comes back and finds her lover?
leave it to his discretion, and let us listen to the The. She will find him by star-light.--Here she

comes; and her passion ends the play. Moon. This lantern doth the horned moon pre

Enter ThisBE. sent:" Dem. He should have worn the horns on his head. Hip. Methinks, she should not use a long one, for The. He is no crescent, and his horns are invisible sucha Pyramus : I hope, she will be brief. within the circumference.

Dem. Á mote will turn the balance, which PyraMoon, “ This lantern doth the horned moon pre- mus, which Thisbe, is the better.

(eyes. sent;

Lys. She hath spied him already, with those sweet “ Myself the man i’ the moon do seem to be.” Dem. And thus she moans, videlicet.The. This is the greatest error of all the rest : the

This. “ Asleep, my love? man should be put into the lantern : how is it else

What, dead, my dove? the man i' the moon ?

“ O Pyramus, arise, Dem. He dares not come there for the candle:

“ Speak, speak. Quite dumb ? for you see it is already in snuff,

Dead, dead? A tomb Hip. I am aweary of this moon: 'would, he “ Must cover thy sweet eyes. would change!

" These lily brows, The. It appears, by his small light of discretion,

“ This cherry nose, that he is in the wane : but yet in courtesy, in all “ These yellow cowslip cheeks, reason, we must stay the time.

" Are gone, are gone : Lys. Proceed, moon.

“ Lovers, make moan! Moon. All that I have to say, 15, to tell you, that “ His eyes were green as leeks. the lantern is the moon; 1, the man in the moon;

*** O sisters three, this thorn bush, my thorn bush ; and this dog, my

Come, come to me, dog,

“ With hands as pale as milk; Dem. Why, all these should be in the lantern;

“ Lay them in gore, for they are in the moon. But silence ; here comes

“ Since you have shore Thisbe.

" With shears his thread of silk. Enter THISBE

Tongue, not a word :

“ Come, trusty sword; This. “This is old Ninny's tomb : where is my Come, blade, my breast imbrue: love?"

« And farewell, friends ;Lion, “Oh," The Lion roars.--Thisbe runs off.

“ Thus Thisbe ends : Dem. Well roard, lion.

Adieu, adieu, adieu."

(Dies. The. Well run, Thishe.

The. Moonshine and lion are left to bury the dead. Hip. Well shone, moon.-Truly, the moon shines Dem. Ay, and wall too. with a good grace.

Bot. No, I assure you; the wall is down that The. Well moused, lion.

parted their fathers. Will it please you to see the (The Lion tears Thisbe's mantle, and exit. epilogue, or to hear a Bergoinask dance, between Dem. And so comes Pyramus.

two of our company ? Lys. And then the moon vanishes.

The. No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs

no excuse. Never excuse ; for when the players

are all dead, there need none to be blamed. Marry. Pyr. " Sweet moon, I thank thee for thy sunny if he that writ it, had play'd Pyramus, and hang'd

himself in Thisbe's garter, it would have been a fine " I thank thee moon, for shining now so hright : tragedy: and so it is, truly; and very notably dis " For by thy gracious, golden, glittering streams, charged. But come, your Bergomask: let your epi “ I trust to taste of truest Thisby's sight.

Jogue alone,

(Here a dance of Clowns. " But stay ;-0 spite !

The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve : “ But mark,-poor knight,

Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time. “ What dreadful dole is here?

I fear we shall'out-sleep the coming morn, " Eyes, do you see?

As much as we this night have overwatch'd. “ How can it be?

This palpable gross play hath well beguiled “O dainty duck! O dear!

The heavy gait + of night.-Sweet friends to bed.“Thy mantle good,

A fortnight hold we this solemnity, " What, stain'd with blood !

In nightly revels, apd new jollity. [Exeunt. " Approach, ye furies fell ! * O fates I Come, come:

“ Cut thread and thrum +;
Quail, crush, conclude, and quell 1 ?"

Enter Puck.
The. This passion, and the death of a dear friend Puck. Now the hungry lion roars,
would go near to make a man look sad.
Hip. Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man.

Syed the wolf behowls the moon;
Wst the heavy ploughman snores,

Ali with weary task fordone I. * In anger ; a quibble.

+ Coarse yarn. Destroy.

Countenance. Progress. + Overcome.

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Now the wasted brands do glow,

So shall all the couples three
Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud,

Ever true in loving be:
Puts the wretch, that lies in woe,

And the blots of nature's hand
In remembrance of a shroud.

Shall not in their issue stand;
Now it is the time of ni ht,

Never mole, hare-lip, nor scar,
That the graves, all gaping wide,

Nor mark prodigious, such as are
Every one lets forth his sprite,

Despised in nativity,
In the church-way paths to glide:

Shall upon their children be.
And we fairies, that do run

With this field-dew consecrale,
By the triple Hecal's team,

Every fairy take his gaitt;
Froin the presence of the sun,

And each several chamber bless,
Following darkness like a dream,

Through this palace, with sweet peace :
Now are trolic; not a mouse

E'er shall it in safety rest,
Shall disturb this hallow'd house :

And the owner of it blest.
I am sent, with broom, before,

Trip away;
To sweep the dust behind the door.

Make no stay :

Meet me all by break of day.
Enter OBERON and TITANIA, with their Train.

(Ereunt Oberon, Titania, and Train, Obe. Through this hoase give glimmering light,

Puck. If we shadows have offended,
By the dead and drowsy fire:

Think but this, (and all is mended.)

That you have but slumber'd here,
Every eit, and fairy sprite,

While these visions did appear.
Hop as light as bird irom brier;

And this weak and idle theme,
And this dilty, after me,
'Sing and dance it trippingly.

No more yielding but a dream,
Tita. First, rehearse this song by rote :

Gentles, do not reprehend;
To each word a warbling note,

you pardon, we will mend,
Hand in hand, with fairy grace,

And, as I'm an honest Puck,
Will we sing, and bless this place.

If we have unearned luck

Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
Song and Dance.

We will make amends, ere long :

Else the Puck a liar call.
Obe. Now, until the break of day,

So, good night unto you all.
Through this house each fairy stray,

Give me your hands, if we be friends,
To the best bride-bed will we,

And Robin shall restore amends. (Ezil.
Which by us shall blessed be;
And the issue, there create,

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FERDINAND, King of Navarre.

A Forester,

Lords, attending on the King. Princess of France.


Lords, attending on the Princess of MARIA, Ladies, attending on the Princess.
MERCADE, France.

Don ADRIANO DE ARMADO, a fantastical Spaniard. JAQUENETTA, a Country Wench.
HOLOFERNES, a Schoolinaster.

Officers, and Others, Attendants on the King and

Dril, a Constable.
COSTARD, a Clowi.
Moro, Page to Armado.

Scene, Navarre.

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Biron. By yea and nay, Sir, then I swore in jest.

What is the end of study? Let me know
SCENE 1.--Navarre. A Park, with a Palace in it. King. Why, that to know, which else we should

not know.
Enter the King, Biron, LONGAVILLE, and Biron. Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from

common sense?

King. Ay, that is study's god-like recompence. King. Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives, Biron. Come on then, I will swear to study su. Live register'd upon our brazen tombs,

To know the thing I am forbid to know : And then grace us in the disgrace of death;

As thus,-To study where I well may dine
When, spite of cormorant devouring time,

When I to feast expressly am forbid ;
The endeavour of this present breath may buy. Or, study where to meet some mistress fine,
That honour, which shall bate his scythe's' keen When mistresses from common sense are hid :

Or, having sworn too hard-a-keeping oath,
And make us heirs of all eternity.

Study to break it, and not break my troth.
Therefore, brave conquerors !--for so you are, If study's gain be thus, and this be so,
That war against your own affections,

Study knows that, which yet it doth not know:
And the huge army of the world's desires,-

Swear me to this, and I will ne'er say, no. Our late edict shall strongly stand in force ;

King. These be the stops that hinder study quite, Navarre shall be the wonder of the world ;

And train our intellects to vain delight. Our court shall be a little Académe,

Biron. Why, all delights are vain; but that most
Still and contemplative in living art.

You three, Birón, Dumain, and Longaville, Which, with pain purshased, doth inherit pain :
Have sworn for three years' term to live with me, As, painfully to pore upon a book,
My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes, To seek the light of truth; while truth the while
That are recorded in this schedule here :

Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look :
Your oaths are past, and now subscribe your names; Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile :
That his own hand may strike his honour down, So, ere you find where light in darkness lies,
That violates the smallest branch herein:

Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.
If you are arm'd to do, as sworn to do,

Study me how to please the eye iudeed,
Subscribe to your deep oath, and keep it too. By fixing it upon a fairer eye ;

Long. I am resolved : 'tis but a three years' fast; Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed,
The mind shall banquet, though the body pine : And give him light that was it blinded by.
Fat paunches have lean pates; and dainty bits Study is like the heaven's glorious sun,
Make rich the ribs, but bank'rout quite the wils. That will not be deep search'd with saucy looks;
Dum. My loving lord, Dunain is mortified ;

Small have continual plodders ever won,
The grosser manner of these world's delights

Save base authority from others' books. He throws upon the gross world's baser slaves : These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die;

That give a name to every fixed star,
With all these living in philosophy.

Have no more profit of their shining nights,
Biron. I can but say their protestation over, Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
So much, dear liege, I have already sworn,

Too much to know is, to know nought but fame;
That is, to live and stady here three years.

And every godfather can give a name. But there are other strict observances :

King. How well he's read, to reason against As, not to see a woman in that term ;

reading! Which, I hope well, is not enrolled there :

Dum. Proceeded well, to stop all good proceed And, one day in a week to touch no food ;

ing! And but one meal on every day beside ;

Long. He weeds the corn, and still lets grow the The which, I hope, is not enrolled there :

weeding. And then, to sleep but three hours in the night, Biron. The spring is near, when green geese And not be seen to wink of all the day;

are a breeding. (When I was wont to think no harm all night,

Dum. How follows that?
And make a dark night too of half the day ;) Biron. Fit in his place and time.
Which, I hope well, is not enrolled there.

Dum. In reason nothing. 0, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep:

Biron. Something then in rhyme. Not to see ladies, study, fast, pot sleep.

Long. Biron is like an envious sneaping frost King. Your oath is pass' to pass away from That Lites the first-born infants of the spring, these.

Biron. Well, say I am ; why should proud sum. Biron. Let me say no, my liege, an if you please;

mer boast, I only swore, to study with your grace,

Before the birds have any cause to sing ?
And stay here in your court for three years' space.
Long. You swore to that, Biron, and to the rest.

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Why should I joy in an abortive birth?

Biron. This, fellow; what wouldst?
At Christmas I no more desire a rose,

Dull. I myself reprehend his own person, for I
Than wish a snow in May's new-angled shows; am his grace's tharborough: but I would see his
But like of each thing, that in season grows.

own person in flesh and blood.
So you, to study now it is too late,

Biron. This is he.
Climb o'er the house to unlock the little gate. Dull. Signior Arine-Arme--commends you.
King. Well, sit you out: go home, Biron; adieu. There's villainy abroad ; this letter will tell you
Biron. No, my good lord ; I have sworn to stay more.
with you:

Cost. Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching
And, though I have for barbarism spoke more, King. A letter from the magnificent Arınado.

Than for that angel knowledge you can say, Biron. How low svever the matter, I hope in God
Yet confident I'll keep what I have swore,

for high worits.
And bide the penance of each three years' day. Long. A higli hope for a low having : God grant
Give me the paper, let me read the same;

us patience! And to the strict'st decrees I'll write in

Biron. To hear, or forbear hearing ? King. How well this yielding rescue thee Trom Long. To hear meekly, Sir, and to laugh modeshame!

rately; or to forbear both. Biron. (Reads.] Item, That no woman shall come Biron. Well, Sir, be it as the style shall give us within a me of my court.

cause to climb in the merriness. And hath this been proclaim'd ?

Cost. The matter is to me, Sir, as concerning Long. Four days ago.

Jaquenetta. The manner of it is, I was taken wiún Biron. Let's see the penalty.

the inannert.
(Reads.]--On pain of losing her tongue.-

Biron. In what manner?
Who devis'd this!

Cost. In manner and form following, Sir; all
Long. Marry, that did I.

those three: I was seen with her in the manor. Biron. Sweet lord, and why?

house, sitting with her upon the form, and taken Long. To fright thein hence with that dread tollowing her into the park; which, put together, penalty

is, in manner and form following. Now, Sir, for Biron. A dangerous law against gentility,

the manner,-it is the manner of a man to speak to (Reads.) Item, any

be seen

to talk a woman : for the form,-in some form.
with a woman within the term of three years, he Biron. For the following, Sir ?
shall endure such public shame as the rest of the Cost. As it shall follow in my correction; and
court can possibly devise.-

God defend the right!
This article, my liege, yourself must break;

King. Will you hear this letter with attention!
For, well you know, here comes in embassy

Biron. As we would hear an oracle. The French king's daughter, with yourself to Cost. Such is the simplicity of man to hearken speak,

after the flesh. A maid of grace, and complete majesty,

King. (Reads.) Great deputy, the welkin's viergeAbout surrender-up of Aquitain

rent, and sole dominator of Navarre, my soul's To her decripit, sick, and bed-rid father:

earth's God, and body's fostering patron,-
Theretore this article is made in vain,

Cost. Not a word of Costard yet.
Or vainly comes the admired princess hither. King. So it is,
King. What say you, lords ? Why, this was quite Cost. It may be so: but if he say it is so, he is,

in telling true, but so, so.
Biron. So study evermore is overshot ;

King. Peace.
While it doth study to have what it would,

Cost.- be to me, and every man that dares not
It doth forget to do the thing it should :

fight! And when it hath the thing it hunteth most,

King. No words. 'Tis won, as towns with fire; so woli, so lost.

Cost. -of other men's secrets, I beseech you. King. We must, of force, dispense with this de- King. So it is besieged with sable-coloured melancree;

choly. I did commend the black-oppressing humour She must liet here on mere necessity.

to the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving Biron. Necessity will make us all forsworn air; and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to uralk.

Three thousand within this three years' space ; The time, when ? About the sixth hour, when beasts For every man with his affects is born;

most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down to that Not by might master'd, but by special grace: nourishment which is called supper. So much for the If I break’ faith, this word shall speak for me, time when : now for the ground which ; which, I mean, I am forsworn on mere necessity:

I walk'd upon : it is ycleped, thy park. Then for So to the laws at large I write my name :

the place where ; where, I mean, I did encounter

[Subscribes. that obscenc and most preposterous event, that draweth And he, that breaks them in the least degree, from my snow-white pen the ebon-coloured ink, Stands in attainder of eternal shame :

which here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest: Suggestions t are to others, as to me;

-but to the place, where,-It standeth north-northBut, I believe, although I seem so loth,

east and by east from the west corner of thy curious. I am the last that will last keep his oath.

knotted garden .There did I see that low-spirited But is there no quický recreation granted ?

swain, that base minnow of thy mirth,
King. ly, that there is : our court, you know, is Cost. Me.

King. that unlettered small-knowing soul,
With a retined traveller of Spain;

Cost. Me.
A man in all the world's new fashion planted, King. - that shallow vassal,
That hath a mint of phrases in his bram:

Cost. Still me.
One, whom the music of his own vain tongue King. - which, as I remember, highi Costard.
Doth ravish, like enchanting harmony;

Cost. O me!
A man of complements, whom right and wrong King. — sorted and consorted, contrary to thy es-
Have chose as umpire of their matiny ;

tablished proclaimed edict and continent canon, This child of fancy, that Arınado hights,

with-with-0 withbut with this I passion to say For interim to our studies, shall relate,

In high-born words, the worth of inany a knight Cost. With a wench.

From tawny Spain, lost in the world's debate. King. -- with a child of our grandmother Eve, a
How you delight, my lords, I know not, I; female ; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a
But, I protest, I love to hear him lie,

woman. llim I (as my ever esteemed duty pricks And I will use him for my minstrelsy.

me on,) have sent to thee, to receive the meed of page
Biron. Armado is a most illustrious wight, nishment, by thy sweet Grace's officer, Antony Dull
A man of fire-new words, fashion's own knight. a man oj good repute, carriage, bearing, and esti.

Long. Costard the swain, and he shall be our sport;mation.
And, so to study, three years is but short.

Dull. Me, au't shall please you; I am Antony

Enter Dull, with a Letter, and COSTARD.

King. For Jaquenetta, (so is the weaker vessel
Dull. Which is the duke's own person ?

called, which I apprehended with the aforesaid swain,) • Games, sports.


Temptations, • i. e. Third-borough, a peace-officer.

+ In the fact.

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