too. I keep her as a vessel of thy law's fury; and shall, Moth. You are a gentleman, and a game ster, Sir. Don Adriano de Armado. Moth. Then, I am sure, you know how much the Arm. It doth amount to one more than two. King. Ay, the best for the worst. But, sırrah, Moth. Which the base vulgar do call, three. what say you to this? Arm. True. Cost. Sir, I confess the wench. Moth. Why, Sir, is this such a piece of study? King. Did you hear the proclamation ? Now here is three studied, ere you'll thrice wink: Cot. I do confess much of the hearing of it, but and how easy it is to put years to the word three, little of the marking of it. and study three years in two words, the dancing Arm. A most fine figure? (Aside, with a damosel. Arm. I will hereupon contess, I am in love; and, King. Weil, it was proclaim'd damosel. as it is base for a soldier to love, so am I in love Cost. This was no damosel neither, Sir; she was with a base wench. If drawing my sword against & virgin. the humour of affection would deliver me from the King. It is so varied too; for it was proclaiin'd, reprobate thought of it, I would take desire privirgin. soner, and ransom him to any French courtier for Cost. If it were, I deny her virginity; I was a new devised courtesy. I think scern to sigh ; taken with a maid. methinks, I should out.swear Cupid. Comfort me, King. This maid will not serve your turn, Sir. boy : What great men have been in love? Cost. This maid will serve my turn, Sir. Moth. Hercules, master. King. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence; You Arm. Most sweet Hercules !- More authority, shall fast a week with bran and water. dear boy, nanie more; and, sweet my child, let Cost. I had rather pray a month with mutton and them be men of good repute and carriage. porridge. Moth. Sampson, master : he was a man of gond King. And Don Armado shall be your keeper.- carriage, great carriage ; for he carried the townMy lord Biron see him deliver'd o'er. gates on his back, like a porter: and he was in And go we, lords, to put in practice that love. Which each to other hath so strongly sworn. Arm. O well-knit Sampson ! strong-jointed Samp(Ereunt King, Longaville, and Dumain. son! I do excel thee in iny rapier, as much as thou Biron. I'li lay my head to any good man's hat, didst me in carrying gates. I am in love too. These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn, - Who was Samson's love, my dear Moth? Sirrah, come on. Moth. A woman, master. Cost. I suffer for the truth, Sir : for true it is, I Arm. Of what complexion ? was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetla is a Moth. Of all the tour, or the three, or the two; trae girl; and therefore, welcome the sour cup of or one of the four. prosperity ! Affliction may one day smile again, and Arm. Tell me precisely of what complexion ? will then, Sit thee down, sorrow! (Ereunt. Moth. Of the sea-water green, Sir. Arm. Is that one of the four complexions ? SCENE II.-Another part of the same.-ARMADO's Moth. As I have r; and the best of them Arm. Green, indeed, is the colour of lovers : but to have a love of that colour, methinks, Sampson Arm. Boy, what sign is it, when a man of great had small reason for it. He, surely, affected her spirit grows melancholy ? for her wit. Moth. A great sign, Sir, that he will look sad. Moth. It was so, Sir ; for she had a green wit. Arm. Why, sadness is one and the self-same thing, Arm. My love is most immaculate white and red. dear imp: Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, are mask'd Moth.'No, no; O lord, Sir, no. under such colours, Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melan- Arm. Define, define, well-educated infant. choly, my tender javenal . Moth. My father's wit, and my mother's tongue, Arm. Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty, Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent Her faults will ne'er be known; epitheton, appertaining to thy young days, which For blushing cheeks by faults are bred, we may nominate tender. And fears by pale-white shown : Moth. 'And I, tough senior, as an appertinent title Then, if she tear, or be to blame, to your old time, which we may name tough. By this you shall not know; For still her cheeks possess the same, white and red. the Beggar? Arm. And therefore apt, because quick. Moth. The world was very guilty of such a balMoth. Speak you this in my praise, master? lad some three ages since : but, I think, now 'tis Arm. In thy condign praise. not to be found ; or, if it were, it would neither Moth. I will praise an eel with the same praise. serve for the writing, nor the tune. Arm. What? that an eel is ingenious ? Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, Moth. That an eel is quick. that I may example my digression + hy some mighty Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answers : thou precedent. Boy, I do love that country girl, that heatest my blood. I took in the park with the rational hind Costard; Moth. I am answer'd, Sir. she deserves well. Arm. I love not to be cross'd. Moth. To be whipp'd ; and yet a better love than Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, crosses + love my master. (Aside. not him. ("A side. Arm. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love. Arm. I have promised to study three years with Moth. And that's great marvel, loving a light the duke. wench. Moth. You may do it in an hour, Sir. Arm. 1 say, sing, Moth. Forbear, till this company be past. Enter DULL, COSTARD, and JAQUEN ETTA. a tapster. Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep • A young man. • of which she is naturally possessed. + The name of a coin once current. Transgression. R you well, Costard safe : and you must let him take no de. In spending your wit in the praise of mine, Till paintul study shall out-wear three years, Therefore to us seeineth it a needful course, Before we enter his forbidden gales, To know his pleasure; and in that behalf, Bold of your worthiness, we single you As our best-moving fair solicitor : Tell hiin, the daughter of the king of France, On serious business, craving quick dispatch, Arm. I love thee. Importunes personal conference with his grace. Haste, signify so much; while we attend, Like humble visaged suitors, his high will. Boy. Proud ot einployment, willingly I go. (Erit. Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours is so. (Exeunt Dull and Jaquenetta. Who are the votaries, iny loving lords, Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences, ere That are vow-fellows with this virtuvus duke ? thou be pardon'd. 1 Lord. Longaville is one. Cost. Well, Sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do Prin. Know you the man? it on a full stomach. Mar. I know him, madam ; at a marriage feast, Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punish'd. Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir In Normandy saw I this Longaville : Cost. Let me not be pent up, Sir; I will fast, Nothing becomes him ili, that he would well. being loose. The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss, Moth. No, Sir; that were fast and loose : thou (If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil,) shalt to prison. Is a sharp wit matchi'd with too blunt a will ; Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still desolation that I have seen, some shall see wills Moth. What shall some see? It should none spare that come within his power. Cost. Nay, nothing, niaster Moth, but what they Prin. Some merry mocking lord, be like; is't so! look upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent Mar. They say so most, that most his humours in their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing : know, I thank God, I have as little patience as another Prin. Such short lived wits do wither as they man ; and therefore I can be quiet. Flow. (Exeunt Moth and Costard. Who are the rest ? Arm. I do affect + the very ground, which is base, Kath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, Of all that virtue love for virtue loved : youth, (which is a great argument of falsehood,) if I love : Most power to do most harm, Jeast knowing ill; and how can that be true love, which is falsely For he hath wit to make an ill shape good, attempted ? Love is a familiar ; Jove is a devil : And shape to win grace though he had no wit. there is no evil angel but love. Yet Sampson was I saw him at the duke Alençon's once ; so tempted ; and he had an excellent strength : yet And much too little of that good I saw, was Solomon so seduced ; and he had a very good Is my report, to bis great worthiness. wit. Cupid's butt-shattt is too hard for Hercules' Rosa. Another of these students at that time club, and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's Was there with lim : if I bave heard a truth, rapier. The first and second cause will not serve Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, my turn; the passado he respects not, the duello Within the limit of becoming mirth His eye begets occasion for his wit ; [Exit. That aged ears play truant at his lales, And younger hearings are quite ravished; Prin. God bless my ladies! Are they all in love; With such bedecking ornaments of praise ? Mar. Here comes Boyet. Re-enter BoYET. Prin. Now, what admittarce, Jord? Boyet. Navarre bad notice of your fair a proach; And he, and his competitors * in oath, Were all address'd + io meet you, gentle lady, Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt, He rather means to lodge you in the field, (Like one that comes here to besiege bis court,) Than Aquitain ; a dowry for a queen. Than seek a dispensation for his oath, To let you enter his unpeopled house. [The ladies mask Enter KING, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, BIRON, and Attendants. Nararre. I have not yet : the roof of this court is too high base to be mine. • Dairy-woman. Love. Best, + Prepared. F name. King. You shall be welcome, madam, to iny | As you shall deem yourself lodged in my heart, court. Though so denied fair harbour in my honse. To-morrow shall we visit you again. grace! [Exeunt King and his Train, else. Biron. Lady, I will commend you to my own King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. heart. be glad to see it. Biron. Sick at heart. Ros. Alack, let it blood. But pardon me, I am too sudden bold; Biron. Would that do it good! Ros. My physic says, I'. Ros. No poynt + with my knife. (Gives a Paper. Biron. Now, God save thy life! King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. Hos. And yours t'rom long living! same? Dum. A gallant lady! Monsieur, fare you well. Ros. How needless was it then (Ea it. To ask the question ! Long. I beseech you, a word :- What is she in Biron. You must not be so quick. the white ? Ros. Tis 'long of you that spur me with such Boyet. A woman sometimes, an you saw her in questions. the light, Biron. Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill Long. Perchance, light in the light: I desire her tire. Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire. Boyet. She hath but one for herself; to desire Biron. What time o' day! that, were a shame. Ros. The hour that fools should ask. Long. Pray you, Sir, whose daughter 3 Biron. Now fair befall your mask! Boyet. Her mother's, I have heard. Ros. Fair fall the face it covers ! Long. God's blessing on your beard ! Biron. And send you inany lovers! Boyet. Good Sir, be not offended : · Ros. Amen, so you be none. She is an heir of Falconbridge. Long. Nay, my choler is ended. Boyet. Not unlike, Sir; that may be. (Erit Long. Biron. What's her name, in the cap? Disbursed by my father in his wars. Boyet. Katharine, by good hap. Biron. Is she wedded, or no 1 Boyet. Farewell to me, Sir, and welcome to you. (Exit Biron.--Ladies unmask. If then the king your father will restore Mar. That last is Biron, the merry inad-cap lord; But that one half which is unsatisfied, Not a word with him but a jest. We will give up our right in Aquitain, Boyet. And every jest but a word. And hold fair friendship with his majesty. Prin. It was well done of you, to take him at his But that, it seems, he little purposeth, word. For here he doth demand to have repaid Boyet. I was as willing to grapple, as he was to A hundred thousand crowns; and not demands, board. On payment of a hundred thousand crowns, Mar. Two hot sheeps, marry ! Boyet. And wherefore not ships ! Mar. You sleep, and I pasture ; shall that finish the jest? Dear princess, were not his requests so far Boyet. So you grant pasture for me. Prom reason's yielding, your fair self should make (Ofering to kiss her. My lips are po common, tbough several I they be. Mar. To my fortunes and me. Prin. Good wits will be jangling: but, gentles, of that which hath so faithfully been paid. agree: King. I do protest I never heard of it; The civil war of wits were much better used And if you prove it, I'll repay it back, Ou Navarre and his book.men; for here 'tis abused. Boyet. If my observation, (which very seldom By the heart's still rhetorick, disclosed with eyes, Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected. Prin. With what? Boyet. With that which we lovers entitle, affected. Boyet. Why, all his behaviours did make their retire To-morrow you shall have a sight of them. To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire : King. It shall suflice me: at which interview, His heart, like an agate, with your print impressede All liberal reason I will yield unto. Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed : All senses to that sense did make their repair, Ayes, yes. *** A French particle of negation, • Part 1 A quibble, several signified unenclosed lando. no. 124 LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST. were glass'd, Moth. You are loo swift. Sir, to say so: Ari. Sweet smoke of rhetoric ! Prin. Come, to our pavilion : Boyet is disposed---I shoot thee at the swain. (Erit. hath disclosed ; Arm. A most acute juvenal; voluble and free of I only have made a mouth of his eye, grace! By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. By thy favour, sweet welkin, I must sigh in thy Rns. Thou art an old love-monger, and speak'st face: Most rude melancholy, valour gives thee place. Re-enter Moth and COSTARD. Moth. A wonder, master ; here's a Costard broken in a shin. Mar. No. Arm. Some enigma, some riddle: come,-thy Boyet. What then, do you see? l'envoy i ;-begin. Ros. Ay, our way to be gone. Cost. No egma, no riddle, no l'envoy; no salve Boyet. You are tvo hard for me. (Ereunt. in the mail, Sir : 0, Sir, plantain, a plain plantain; no l'envoy, no l'envoy, no salve, Sir, but a plantain ! ACT III. Arm. By virtue, thou enforcest Jaughter; thy silly thought, my spleen; the heaving of my langs 'SCENE I.- Another Part of the same. provokes me to ridiculous smiling : 0, pardon me, my stars! Doth the inconsiderate take salve for Enter ARMADO and Moth. l'enroy, and the word, l'envoy, for a salve? Arm. Warble, child; make passionate my sense Moih. Do the wise think them other? Is not of hearing, l'enroy a salve ? Moth. Concolinel. (Singing. Arm. No, page : it is an epilogue or discourse, to Arm. Sweet air !--Go, tenderness of years; take make plain this key, give enlargement to the swain, bring him Some obscure precedence that hath tofore been sain. festinately * hither; I must employ him in a letter I will example it: to my love. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, There's the moral: now the l'envoy. again. tune at the tongue's end, canary | to it with your Arm. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, feet, humour it with turning up your eye-lids; sigh Were still at odds, being but three : a note, and sing a note ; sometime through the throat, Moth. Until the goose came out of door, as if you swallow'd love with singing love; some- And stay'd the odds by adding four. time through the nose, as if you snufi'd up love by Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow smelling love; with your hat penthouse-like, o'er with my l'envoy. the shop of your eyes ; with your arms cross'd on The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, your thin belly-doublet, like a rabbit on a spit; or Were still at odds, being but three : your hands in your pocket, like a man after the Arm. Until the goose came out of door, old painting; and keep not too long in one tune, Staying the odds by adding four. but a snip and away :- These are compliments, these Moth. A good l'envoy, ending in the goose; are humours ; these betray nice wenches--that Would you desire more? would be betray'd witliout ihese ; and make them Cost. The boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose, men of note, (do you note, men ?) that most are af that's flat :fected to these. Sir, your penuy-worth is good, an your goose be Arm. How last thou purchased this experience ? sat. To sell a bargain well, is as cunning as fast and loose : Let me see a fat ”'envoy; ay, that's a fat goose. Arm. Come hither, come hither: How did this argument begin? shin. forgot your love ? Then call'd you for the l'envoy. Arm. Almost I had. Cost. True, and I for a plantairr; Thus came your Moth. Negligent student! Learn her by heart, argument in : Arm. By heart, and in heart, boy. Then the boy's fat l'envoy, the goose that you bought: Arm. But tell me; how was there a Costard broken in a shin? Moth. A man, if I live; and this, by, in, and Moth. I will tell you sensibly. without, upon the instant : by heart you love Cost. Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth; I will her, because your heart cannot come by her: in speak that l'envoy :heart you love her, because your heart is in love 1, Costard, running out, that was safely within, with her ; and out of heart you love her, being Fell over the threshold, and broke my shin. out of heart that you cannot enjoy her. Arm. We will talk no more of this matter. Arm. I am all these three. Cost. Till there be more matter in the shin. Moth. And three times as much more, and yet Arm. Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise thee. nothing at all. Cost. 0, marry me to one Frances ;-I smell some Arm. Fetch hither the swain; he must carry me l'envoy, some goose, in this. a letter. Arm. By my sweet soul, I mean, setting thee at Moth. A message well sympathised; a horse to liberty, enfreedoming thy person; thou wert im. be embassador for an ass ! mured, restrain'd, captivated, bound. Arm. Ha, ha! What sayest thou 3 Cost. True, true; and now you will be my pur- Arm. I give thee thy liberty, set thee from du. • Quick, ready. + A head, An old French term for concluding verses • Hastily. + A kind of dance. which served either to convey the moral, or to ad Canary was the name of a spritely dance. dress the poem to some person. + 4 say, no? Tance, and, in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing but this : bear this significant to the country maid ACT IV. Jáquenetta; there is ren.uneration ; (Giving him money.) for the best ward of mine honour is reward. (Exit. ung my dependants. Moth, follow. SCENE I.-Another Part of the same. Moth. Like the sequel, 1.-Signior Costard, Enter the Princess, ROSALINE, MARIA, Katha adieu. RINE, BOYET, Lords, Attendants, and a Forester. Cost. My sweet ounce of man's flesh! my in. Prin. Was that the king, that spurr'd his horse cony • Jew! (Erit Moth. so hard Now will I look to his remaneration. Remunera- Against the steep uprising of the hill? tion ! O, that's the Latin word for three farthings: Boyet. I know not; but, I think, it was not he. three farthings remuneration.-What's the price of Prin. Whoe'er he was, he shew'd a mounting this inkle ? A penny ;-No, I'll give you a remunera mind. Then, Forester, my friend, where is the bnsh, That we must stand and play the murderer in? For. Here by, upon the edge of yonder coppice; Biron. 0, my good knave Costard ! exceedingly A stand, where you may make the tairest shoot, well met. Prin. I thank my beauty, I am fair that shoot. Cost. Pray you, Sir, how much carnation ribbon And thereupon thou speak'st, the fairest shoot. may a man buy for a rernuneration ? For. Pardon me, inadam, for I meant not so. Prin. What, what? First praise me, and again For. Yes, madam, fair. Biron. 0, stay, slave; I must employ thee: Where fair is not, praise cannot mend the brow. (Giving him Money. Cost. When would you have it done, Sir? Fair payment for foul words is inore than due. Biron. O, this afternoon. For. Nothing but fair is that which you inherit. O heresy in fair, fit for these days! Cost. I will come to your worship to-morrow And shooting well is then accounted ill. morning. Thus will I save my credit in the shoot: Birun. It must be done this afternoon. Hark, Not wounding, pity would not let me do't; slare, it is but this ; If wounding, then it was to shew my skill, The princess comes to hunt here in the park, That more for praise, than purpose, meant to kill. And in her train there is a gentle lady; And, out of question, so it is sometimes; When tongues speak sweetly, then they name her Glory grows guilty of detested crimes ; name, When, for fame's sake, for praise, an outward part, and Rosaline they call her: ask for her ; We bend to that the working of the heart: (Gives him Money. Boyet. Do not curst wives hold that self-soveCost. Guerdon,- sweet guerdon ! better than reignty remuneration ; eleven-pence farthing better: Most Only for praise sake, when they strive to be sweet guerdon !-I will do it, Sir, in print 1.- Guer-Lords o'er their lords? don-remuneration. (Exit. Prin. Only for praise : and praise we may afford Biron. 0!-And I, forsooth, in love! I, that have To any lady that subdues a lord. been love's whip; A very beadle to a humorous sigh; Enter COSTARD. A eritic; nay, a night-watch constable; Prin. Here comes a member of the commonA domineering pedant o'er the boy, wealth. Than whom no mortal so magnificent ! Cost. God dig-you-den. all! Pray you, which is Prin. Thou shalt know her, fellow, by the rest that have no heads. The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, Cost. Which is the greatest lady, the highest ? Prin. The thickest, and the tallest. is truth, of trotting paritors 1,40 my little heart ! An your waist, mistress, were as slender as my wit, And I to be a corporal of his field, One of these maids' girdles for your waist should And wear his colours like a tumbler's hoop! be fit. What? I! I love! I sue! I seek a wife! Are not you the chief womau? You are the thickest A woman, that is like a German clock, here. Still a repairing; ever out of frame; Prin. What's your will, Sir? What's your will? And never going aright, being a watch, Cost. I have a lettter froin inonsieur Biron, to one But being watch'd that it may still go right! lady Rosaline. Nay, to be perjured, which is worst of all; Prin. O, thy letter, thy letter; he's a good friend And, among three, to love the worst of all : of mine : A whitely wauton with a velvet brow, Stand aside, good bearer.- Boyet, you can carve; It is writ to Jaquenetta. Prin. We will read it, I swear: Break the neck of the wax, and every one give (Exit. itself, thut thou art lovely: more fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have ! Delightful. + Reward. commiseration on thy heroical vassal! The mag With the utmost exactness. nanimous and most illustrate t king Cophetua sef Hooded, veiled. 1 Petticoats. The officers of the spiritoal courts who serve • God give you good even. * Open this letter. citations. * Illustrious. ear. . |
