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Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, that I may example my digression* by some mighty precedent. Boy, I do love that country girl, that I took in the park with the rational hind Costard; she deserves well.

Moth. To be whipp'd ; and yet a better love than my master.

[Aside. Arm. Sing, hoy; my spirit grows heavy in love. Moth. And that's great marvel, loving a light

wench. Arm. I say, sing. Moth. Forbear, till this company be past.

Enter Dull, COSTARD, and JAQUEN ETTA. Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep Costard safe: and you must let him take no delight, nor no penance; but a' must fast three days a-week: for this damsel, I must keep her at the park: she is allow'd for the day-woman t. Fare you well.

Arm. I do betray myself with blushing.–Maid.
Jaq. Man.
Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge.
Jaq. That's hereby.
Arm. I know where it is situate.
Jaq. Lord, how wise you are !
Arm. I will tell thee wonders.
Jaq. With that face?
Arm. I love thee.
Jaq. So I heard you say.
Arm. And so farewell.
Jaq. Fair weather after you !
Dull. Come, Jaquenetta, away.

(Exeunt Dull and Jaquenetta. Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences, ere thou be pardon'd.

Cost. Well, Sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do it on a full stomach.

Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punish'd.

Cost. I am more bound to you, than your fellows, for they are but lightly rewarded.

Arm. Take away this villain; shut him up.
Moth. Come, you transgressing slave ; away.

Cost. Let me not be pent up, Sir; I will fast, being loose.

Moth. No, Sir; that were fast and loose : thou shalt to prison. • Transgression.

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Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of desolation that I have seen, some shall see

Moth. What shall some see?

Cost. Nay, nothing, master Moth, but what they look upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent in their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing : I thank God, I have as little patience as another man; and therefore I can be quiet.

[Exeunt Moth and Costard. Arm. I do affect* the very ground, which is base, where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, (which is a great argument of falsehood,) if I love : and how can that be true love, which is falsely attempted ? Love is a familiar; love is a devil: there is no evil angel but love. Yet Sampson was so tempted ; and he had an excellent strength : yet was Solomon so seduced; and he had a very good wit. Cupid's butt-shaft + is too hard for Hercules' club, and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier. The first and second cause will not serve my turn; the passado he respects not, the duello he regards not; his disgrace is to be call'd boy ; but his glory is, to subdue men. Adieu, valour! Rust, rapier! Be still,drum! For your manager is in love; yea, he loveth. Assist me some extemporal god of rhyme, for, I am sure I shall turn sonneteer. Devise wit; write pen ; for I am for whole volumes in folio.

(Erit. ACT II. SCENE 1.- Another Part of the same.-A Pavilion

and Tents at a distance.
Enter the Princess of France, ROSALINE, MARIA,

KATHARINE, BO YET, Lords, and other Attendants.
Boy. Now, madam, summon up your dearest I

spirits :
Consider who the king your father sends;
To whom he sends; and what's his embassy :
Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem;
To parley with the sole inheritor
Of all perfections that a man may owe,
Matchless Navarre ; the plea of no less weight
Than Aquitain ; a dowry for a queen.
• Love,

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Be now as prodigal of all dear grace,
As nature was in making graces dear,
When she did starve the general world beside,
And prodigally gave them all to you.
Prin. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though but

mean,
Needs not the painted flourish of your praise ;
Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,
Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues :
I am less proud to hear you tell my worth,
Than you much willing to be counted wise
In spending your wit in the praise of mine.
But now to task the tasker, Good Boyet,
You are not ignorant, all-telling fame
Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow,
Till painful study shall out-wear three years,
No woman may approach his silent court :
Therefore to us seemeth it a needful course,
Before we enter his forbidden gates,
To know his pleasure; and in that behalf,
Bold of your worthiness, we single you
As our best-moving fair solicitor :
Tell him, the daughter of the king of France,
On serious business, craving quick dispatch,
Importunes personal conference with his grace.
Haste, signify so much; while we attend,
Like humble visaged suitors, his high will.

Boy. Proud of employment, willingly I go. (Exit.
Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours is so.
Who are the votaries, my loving lords,
That are vow-fellows with this virtuvus duke ?

1 Lord. Longaville is one. Prin. Know you the man ?

Mar. I know him, madam ; at a marriage feast, Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir Of Jaques Falconbridge solemnized, In Normandy saw I this Longaville : A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd; Well fitted in the arts, glorious in arms; Nothing becomes him ill, that he would well. The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss, (If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil,) Is a sharp wit inatch'd with too blunt a will; Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still

wills It should none spare that come within his power.

Prin. Some merry mocking lord, be like ; is't so! Var. They say só most, that inost his humours Prin. Such short lived wits do wither as they

know.

grow. Who are the rest? Kath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd

youth,
Of all that virtue love for virtue loved :
Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill;
For he hath wit to make an ill shape good,
And shape to win grace though he had no wit.
I saw him at the duke Alençon's once ;
And much too little of that good I saw,
Is my report, to his great worthiness.

Rosa. Another of these students at that time
Was there with him: if I have heard a truth,
Biron they call him ; but a merrier inan,
Within the limit of becoming mirth,
I never spent an hour's talk withal :
His eye begets occasion for his wit;
For every object that the one doth catch,
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ;
Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,)
Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
That aged ears play truant at his tales,
And younger hearings are quite ravished;
So sweet and voluble in his discourse.

Prin. God bless my ladies! Are they all in love ;
That every one her own hath garnished
With such bedecking ornaments of praise ?
Mar. Here comes Boyet.

Re-enter Boyet. Prin. Now, what admittance, lord ? Boyet. Navarre bad notice of your fair ap.

proach; And he and his competitors * in oath, Were all addressd + to 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 his court,) Than seek a dispensation for his oath, To let you enter his unpeopled house. Here comes Navarre,

[The ladies mask, Enter KING, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, BIRON, and

Attendants. King. Fair princess, elcome to the court of

Navarre.

• Confederates.

+ Prepared.

Prin. Fair, I give you back again ; and, welcome I have not yet: the roof of this court is too high to be yours; and welcome to the wild fields too base to be mine. King. You shall be welcome, madam, to 'my

court. Prin. I will be welcome then ; conduct me thi

ther. King. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath. Prin. Our lady help my lord ! He'll be forsworn. King. Not for the world, fair madam, by my will. Prin. Why, will shall break it; will, and nothing

else, King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. Prin. Were my lord so, his ignorance were

wise, Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance. I hear, your grace hath sworn-out house-keeping : 'Tis deadly sin to keep that oath my lord, And sin to break it: But pardon me, I am too sudden bold; To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me. Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming, And suddenly resolve ine in my suit.

(Gives a PaperKing. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.

Prin. You will the sooner, that I were away ; For you'll prove perjured, if you make me stay.

Biron. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once! Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once ! Biron. I know you did.

Ros. How needless was it then
To ask the question !

Biron. You must not be so quick.
Ros. 'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such

questions." Biron. Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill

tire. Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire. Biron. What time o' day? Ros. The hour that fools should ask. Biron. Now fair befall your mask! Ros. Fair fall the face it covers ! Biron. And send you many lovers ! Ros. Amen, so you be none. Biron. Nay, then will I be gone. King. Madam, your father here doth intimate The payment of a hundred thousand crowns, Being but the one half of an entire sum, VOL. II.

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