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Pyr. “Wilt thou at Ninny's tomb meet me straight “But stay ;-0 spite!

“But mark ;-poor knight, This. “Tide life, tide death, I come without delay." “What dreadful dole is here! Wall. “Thus have I, wall, my part discharged so ;

“Eyes, do you see? “And being done, thus wall away doth go.

“How can it be? [Exeunt Wall, Pyramus, and Thisbe. “O dainty duck! O dear! The. Now is the mural down between the two neigh

- Thy mantle good, bours.

“What, stain'd with blood ? Dem. No remedy, my lord, when walls are so wilful Approach, yefuries fell! to hear without warning.

O fates! come, come; Hip. This is the silliest stuff that ever I heard.

Cut thread and thrum; The. The best in this kind are but shadows: and the “Quail, crush, conclude, and quell!” worst are no worse, if imagination amend them. The. This passion, and the death of a dear friend, Hip. It must be your imagination then, and not theirs. would go near to make a man look sad. The. If we imagine no worse of them, than they of Ilip. Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man. themselves, they may pass for excellent men. Here Pyr. “0, wherefore, nature, didst thou lions frame? come two noble beasts in, a moon and a lion.

“Since lion vile hath here deflour'd my dear: Enter Lion and Moonshine.

“Which is-no, no - which was the fairest dame, Lion. You, ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do fear “That liv'd, that lov’d, that lik’d, that look”d with “The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor,

cheer. “May now, perchance, both quake and tremble here,

“Come, tears, confound; “When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar.

'Out, sword, and wound “Then know, that I, one Snug the joiner, am

“The pap of Pyramus: “A lion fell, nor else no lion's dam:

“Ay, that left pap, "For if I should as lion come in strife

“Where heart doth hop:“Into this place, 'twere pity on my life.”

“Thus die I, thus, thus, thus. The. A very gentle beast, and of a good conscience.

“Now am I dead, Dem. The very best at a beast, my lord, that e'er I saw.

“Now am I fled; Lys. This lion is a very fox for his valour.

“My soul is in the sky: The. True; and a goose for his discretion.

“Tongue, lose thy light! Dem. Not so, my lord: for his valour cannot carry “Moon, take thy flight! his discretion; and the fox carries the goose.

"Now die,die, die, die,die.” (Dies.-Exit Moonshine. The. His discretion, I am sure, cannot carry his va Dem. No die, but an ace, for him; for he is but one. lour; for the goose carries not the fox. It is well: leave lys. Less than an ace, man; for he is dead; he is it to his discretion, and let us listen to the moon. nothing. Moon."This lantern doth the horned moon present.” The. With the help of a surgeon, he might yet reDem. He should have worn the horns on his head. cover, and prove an ass. The. He is no crescent, and his horns are invisible Hip. How chance moonshine is gone, before Thisbe within the circumference.

comes back and finds her lover? Moon. “This lantern doth the horned moon present; The. She will find him by star-light. Here she “Myself the man i'th’moon do seem to be.”

comes; and her passion ends the play. The. This is the greatest error of all the rest: the man

Enter ThisBE. should be put into the lantern : how is it else the man Hip. Methinks, she should not use a long one, for i'the moon?

such a Pyramus: I hope, she will be brief. Dem. He dares not come there for the candle: for, Dem. A mote will turn the balance, which Pyramus, you see, it is already in snuff.

which Thisbe, is the better. Hip. I am weary of this moon: would, he would lys. She hath spied him already with those sweet change!

eyes. The. It appears, by his small light of discretion, that Dem. And thus she moans, videlicet.-he is in the wane: but yet, in courtesy, in all reason,

This. “Asleep, my love? we must stay the time.

“What, dead, my dove? Lys. Proceed, moon!

“O, Pyramus, arise, Moon. All that I have to say, is, to tell you, that the "Speak, speak. Quite dumb ? lantern is the moon; I, the man in the moon; this

“Dead, dead? A tomb thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog.

“Must cover thy sweet eyes. Dem. Why, all these should be in the lantern; for “These lily brows, they are in the moon. But silence; here comes Thisbe.

“This cherry nose, Enter Thisbe.

“These yellow cowslip checks, This. This is old Ninny's tomb: where is my love ?"

“Arc gone, are goue: Lion. Oh-.[The lion roars.Thisbe runs off.

Lovers, make moan! Dem. Well roared, lion!

“His eyes were green as leeks. The. Well run, Thisbe!

“O, sisters three, Hip. Well shone, moon!—Truly, the moon shines

“Come, come, to me, with a good grace.

“With hands as pale as milk; The. Well moused, lion !

“Lay them in gore, [The lion tears Thisbe's mantle, and exit.

“Since you have shore Dem. And so comes Pyramus.

“With shears his thread of silk. Lys. And then the moon vanishes.

Tongue, not a word:Enter PYRAMUS.

Come, trusty sword; Pyr. “Sweet moou, Ithank thee forthy sunny beams; “Come, blade, my breast imbrue: “I thank thee, moon, for shining now so bright:

“And farewell, friends;“For, by thy gracious, golden, glittering streams

Thus Thisbe ends : “I trust to taste of truest Thisby's sight.

“Adieu, adieu, adieu !”

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The. Moonshine and lion are left to bury the dead. Hop as light as bird from brier;
Dem. Aye, and wall too.

And this ditty, after me,
Bot. No, I assure you; the wall is down that parted Sing, and dance it trippingly.
their fathers. Willit please you to see the epilogue, T'ita. First, rehearse this song by rote:
or to hear a Bergomask dance, between two of our To each word a warbling note,
company?

Hand in hand, with fairy grace, The. No epilogue, I pray you; for your play needs Will we sing, and bless this place. no excuse. Never excuse; for when the players are all dead, there veed none to be blamed. Marry, if he

SONG, AND DANCE. that writ it had play'd Pyramus, and hanged himself in

Obe. Now, until the break of day, Thisbe's garter, it would have been a fine tragedy: and so it is, truly; and very notably discharged. But come,

Through this house each fairy stray.

To the best bride-bed will we, your Bergomask: let your epilogue alone! [Here a dance of Clowns.

Which by us shall blessed be;

And the issue, there create,
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve:

Ever shall be fortunate.
Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
I fear we shall out-sleep the coming morn,

So shall all the couples three

Ever true in loving be: As much as we this night have overwatch'd.

And the blots of nature's hand This palpable-gross play hath well beguild

Shall not in their issue stand;
The heavy gait of night. --Sweet friends, to bed!

Never mole, hare-lip, nor scar,
A fortnight hold we this solemnity,
In nightly revels, and new jollity.

[E.reunt.

Nor mark prodigious, such as are
Despised in nativity,

Shall upon their children be.
SCENE II.

With this field-dew consecrate,
Enter Puck.

Every fairy take his gait;
Puck. Now the hungry lion roars,

And each several chamber bless, And the wolf behowls the moon;

Through this palace with sweet peace: Whilst the heavy ploughman snores,

E’er shall it in safety rest, All with weary task fordone.

And the owner of it blest. Now the wasted brands do glow,

Trip away; Whilst the scritch-owl, scritching loud,

Make no stay; Puts the wretch, that lies in woe,

Meet me all by break of day! In remembrance of a shroud.

(Exeunt Oberon, Titania, and train. Now it is the time of night, That the graves, all gaping wide,

Pack. If we shadows have offended, Every one lets forth his sprite,

Think but this, (and all is mended,) In the church-way paths to glide:

That you have but slumber'd here, And we fairies, that do run

While these vision did appear. By the triple Hecat's team,

And this weak and idle theme, From the presence of the sun,

No more yielding but a dream, Following darkness like a dream,

Gentles, do not reprehend! Now are frolick; not a mouse

If you pardon, we will mend. Shall disturb this hallow'd house:

And, as I'm an honest Puck, I am sent, with broom, before,

If we have unearned luck To sweep the dust behind the door.

Now to’scape the serpent's tongue,

We will make amends, ere long: Enter Oberon and Titania, with their train.

Else the Puck a liar call. Obe. Through this house give glimmering light,

So, good night unto you all! By the dead and drowsy fire :

Give me your hands, if we be friends, Every elf, and fairy sprite,

And Robin shall restore amends. [Exit.

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Persons of the ra m a. FERDINAND, king of Navarre.

COSTARD, a clown.
Biron,

Moth, page to Armado.
LONGAVILLE, lords attending on the king. 4 Forester.
DUMAIN,

Princess of France.
BOYET, lords attending on the princess of Rosaline,
MERCADE, France.

Maria, ladies attending on the princess.
Don Adriano de Armado, a fantastical Spaniard. CATHARINE,
Sir NATHANIEL, a curate.

JAQUExetta, a country wench. HOLOFERNES, a schoolmaster,

Officers and others, attendants on the King and Dull, a constable.

Princess.
SCENE, -Navarre.

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only swore, to study with your grace,

And stay here in your court for three years' space. SCENE 1.–Navarre. A park, with a palace in it.

Long. You swore to that, Biron, and to the rest. Enter the King, Biron, LONGAVILLE, and Dumain.

Biron. By yea and nay, sir, then I swore in jest. King. Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives, What is the end of study? let me know! Live register'd upon our brazen tombs,

King. Why, that to know, which else we should not And then grace us in the disgrace of death;

know, When, spite of cormorant devouring time,

Biron. Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from comThe endeavour of this present breath may bay

mon sense? That honour, which shall bait his scythe's keen edge, King. Ay, that is study's god-like recompense. And make us heirs of all eternity.

Biron. Come on then, I will swear to study so,
Therefore, brave conquerors !--for so you are, To know the thing I am forbid to know:
That war against your own affections,

As thus,-to study where I well may dine,
And the huge army of the world's desires, -

When I to feast expressly am forbid; Our late edict shall strongly stand in force:

Or, study where to meet some mistress fine, Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;

When mistresses from common sense are hid: Our court shall be a little academe,

Or, having sworn too hard-a-keeping oath,
Still and contemplative in living art.

Study to break it, and not break my troth.
You three, Birón, Dumain, and Longaville, If study's gain be thus, and this be so,
Have sworn for three years' term to live with me, Study knows that, which yet it doth not know:
My fellow scholars, and to keep statutes,

Swear me to this, and I will ne'er say, no.
That are recorded in this schedule here :

King. These be the stops that hinder study quite, Your oaths are past, and now subscribe your names; And train our intellects to vain delight. That his own hand may strike his honour down, Biron. Why,all delights are vain; but that most vain, That violates the smallest branch herein:

Which, with pain purchas’d, doth inherit pain: If you are arm’d to do, as sworn to do,

As, painfully to pore upon a book, Subscribe to your deep oath, and keep it too! To seek the light of truth; while truth the while Long. I am resolv'd : 'tis but a three years' fast; Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look: The mind shall banquet, though the body pine: Light seeking light, doth light of light beguile: Fat paunches have lean pates; and dainty bits So, ere you find, where light in darkness lies, Make rich the ribs, but bank'ront quite the wits. Your light grows dark, by losing of your eyes. Dum. My loving lord, Dumain is mortified; Study me how to please the eye indeed, The grosser manner of these world's delights

By fixing it upon a fairer eye; He throws

upon the

gross

world's baser slaves : Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed, To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die;

And give him light that was it blinded by. With all these living in philosophy.

Study is like the heaven's glorious san, Biron. I can but say the protestation over.

That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks; So much, dear liege, I have already sworn,

Small have continual plodders ever won, That is, to live and study here three years.

Save base authority from others' books. But there are other strict observances :

These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights, As, not to see a woman in that term;

That give a nadne to every fixed star, Which, I hope well, is not enrolled there:

Have no more profit of their shining nights, And, one day in a week to touch no food;

Than those that walk, and wot not what they are. And but one meal on every day beside;

Too much to know, is to know nought but fame; The which, I hope, is not enrolled there:

And every godfather can give a name. And then, to sleep but three hours in the night, King. How well he's read, to reason against reading! And not be seen to wink of all the day;

Dum. Proceeded well, to stop all good proceeding! (When I was wont to think no harm all night,

Long. He weeds the corn, and still lets grow the And make a dark night too of half the day ;)

weeding. Which, I hope well, is not enrolled there :

Biron. The spring is near, when green geese are a0, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep;

breeding Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep.

Dum. How follows that?
King. Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these. Biron. Fit in his place and time.
Biron. Let me say no, my liege, an if you please ; Dum. In reason nothing.

Biron. Something then in rhyme.

Doth ravish, like enchanting harmony;
Long. Biron is like an envious sneaping frost, A man of compliments, whom right and wrong

That bites the first-born infants of the spring. Have chose as umpire of their mutiny: Biron. · Well, say I am; why should proud summer This child of fancy, that Armado hight, boast,

For interim to our studies, shall relate, Before the birds have any cause to sing? In high-born words, the worth of many a knight Why should I joy in an abortive birth?

From tawny Spain, lost in the word's debate.
At Christmas I no more desire a rose,

How you delight, my lords, I know not, I;
Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows; But, I protest, I love to hear him lie,
But like of each thing, that in season grows.

And I will use him for my minstrelsy.
So you, to study now it is too late,

Biron. Armado is a most illustrious wight, Climb o'er the house to unlock the little gate.

A man of fire-new words, fashion's own knight. King. Well, sit you out: go home, Biron; adieu ! Long. Costard the swain, and he, shall be our sport; Biron. No, my good lord; I have sworn to stay with And so to study, three years is but short.

you: And, though I have for barbarism spoke more,

Enter Doll with a letter, and CostaRD. Than for that angel knowledge you can say,

Dull. Which is the duke's own person ? Yet confident I'll keep what I have swore,

Biron. This, fellow. What would'st? And bide the penance of each three years'day. Dull. I myself reprehend his own person, for I am Give me the paper, let me read the same;

his grace's tharborough: but I would see his own perAnd to the strict'st decrees I'll write my name. son in flesh and blood. King. How well this yielding rescues thee from Biron. This is he. shame!

Dull. Signior Arme-Arme--commends you. There's Biron. [Reads.] Item, That no woman shall come villainy abroad; this letter will tell you more. within a nile of my court.

Cost. Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching me. And hath this been proclaim'd ?

King. A letter from the magnificent Armado. Long. Four days ago.

Biron. How low soever the matter, I hope in God for Biron. Let's see the penalty,

high words. [Reads.]-On pain of losing her tongue.

Long. A high hope for a low having: God grant us Who devis'd this?

patience! Long. Marry, that did I.

Biron. To hear? or forbear hearing? Biron. Sweet lord, and why?

Long. To hear meekly, sir, and to laugh moderately; Long. To fright them hence with that dread penalty. or to forbear both. Biron. A dangerous law against gentility!

Biron. Well, sir, be it as the style shall give us cause (Reads] Item, if any man be seen to talk with a wo- to climb in the merriness. man within the term of three years, he shall endure Cost. The matter is to me, sir, as concerning Jaquesuch public shame as the rest of the court can pos-netta. The manner of it is, I was taken with the manner. sibly devise.

Biron. In what manner? This article, my liege, yourself must break;

Cost. In manner and form following, sir; all those For, well you know, here comes in embassy three: I was seen with her in the manor-house, sitting The French king's daughter, with yourself to speak, — with her upon the form, and taken following her into A maid of grace, and complete majesty!

the park; which, put together, is in manner and form About surrender-up of Aquitain

following. Now, sir, for the manner,--it is the manTo her decrepit, sick, and bed-rid father:

ner of a man to speak to a woman : for the form,-ig Therefore this article is made in vain,

some form. Or vainly comes the admired princess hither. Biron. For the following, sir? King. What say you, lords ? why, this was quite Cost. As it shall follow in my correction; and God forgot.

defend the right! Biron. So study evermore is overshot ;

King. Will you hear this letter with attention ? While it doth study to have what it would,

Biron. As we would hear an oracle. It doth forget to do the thing it should :

Cost. Such is the simplicity of man to hearken after And, when it hath the thing it hunteth most,

the flesh. 'Tis won, as towns with fire; so won, so lost.

King. [Reads.] Great deputy, the welkin's vicegeKing. We must, of force, dispense with this decree; rent,and sole dominator of Navarre, my soul's earth's She must lie here on mere necessity.

God, and body's fostering patron,
Biron. Necessity will make us all forsworn

Cost. Not a word of Costard yet.
Three thousand times within this three years' space: King. Soit is,-
For every man with his affects is born;

Cost. It may be so: but if he say it is so, heis, in tel-
Not by might master'd, but by special grace: |ling trne, buts
If I break faith, this word shall speak for me,

King. Peace! I am forsworn on mere necessity.

Cosi, —be to me, and every man that dares not sight! So to the laws at large I write my name: (Subscribes. King. No words !

And he, that breaks them in the least degree, Cost. -of other men's secrets, I beseech you.
Stands in attainder of eternal shame:

King. So it is, besieged with sable-coloured meSuggestions are to others as to me;

lancholy, I did commend the black-oppressing huBut, I believe, although I seem so loth,

mour to the most wholesome physic of thy healthI am the last, that will last keep his oath.

giving air ; and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself But is there no quick recreation granted ?

to walk. The time when? About the sixth hour ; when King.Ay,that there is : our court you know is haunted beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down With a refined traveller of Spain;

to that nourishment which is called supper. So much A man in all the world's new fashion planted, for the time when. Now for the ground which; which, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain:

I mean, I walked upon: itis ycleped thy park. Then One, whom the music of his own vain tongue for the place where ; where, I mean, I did encounter

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that obscene and most preposterous event, that Moth. A great sign, sir, that he will look sad.
draweth from my snow-white pen the ebon-coloured Arın. Why, sadness is one and the self-same thing,
ink, which here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, dear imp.
or seest. But to the place where,- It standeth north- Moth. No, no; O lord, sir, no.
north-east and by east from the west corner of thy Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melancholy,
curious-knotted garden: there did I see that low- my tender juvenal ?
spirited swain, that base minnow of thy mirth, Moth. By a familiar demonstration of the working,
Cost. Me.

my tough senior.
King. —that unletter'd small-knowing soul, Arm. Why tongh senior ? why tough senior?
Cost. Me.

Moth. Why tender juvenal ? why tender juvenal ? King. --that shallow vassal,

Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent epiCost. Still me.

theton, appertaining to thy young days, which we may King. - which, as I remember, hight Costard, nominate tender. Cost. Ome!

Moth. And I, tough senior, as an appertinent title King. -sorted and consorted, contrary to thy es- to your old time, which we may name tough. tablished proclaimed edict and continent canon, Årm. Pretty, and apt. with-with-0 withbut with this I passion to say Moth. How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my saying wherewith.

apt? or I apt, and my saying pretty? Cost. With a wench.

Arm. Thou pretty, because little. King. —with a child of our grandmother Eve, a Moth. Little pretty, because little: wherefore apt? female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a wo Arm. And therefore apt, because quick. man. Him 1 (as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on) Moth. Speak you this in my praise, master ? have sent to thee, to receive the meed of punishment, Arm. In thy condign praise. by thy sweet grace's officer, Antony Dull; a man of Moth. I will praise

an eel with the same praise.
good repute, carriage, bearing, and estimation. Arm. What? that an eel is ingenious ?
Dull. Me, an't shall please you; I am Antony Dull. Moth. That an eel is quick.

King. For Jaquenetta, (so is the weaker vessel called, Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answers: thon heat-
which I apprehended with the aforesaid swain,) 1 est my blood.
keep her as a vessel of thy law's fury; and shall, at Moth. I am answered, sir.
the least of thy sweet notice, bring her to trial. Thine, Arm. I love not to be crossed.
in all compliments of devoted and heart-burning heat Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, crosses love not
of duty,
Don Adriano de Armado. him.

[Aside. Biron. This is not so well as I looked for, but the best Arm. I have promised to study three years with the that ever I heard.

duke. King. Ay, the best for the worst.-But, sirrah, what Moth. You may do it in an hour, sir.

Arm. Impossible. Cost. Sir, I confess the wench.

Moth. How many is one thrice told? King. Did you hear the proclamation ?

Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fitteth the spirit of a Cost. I do confess much of the hearing it, but little of tapster. the marking of it.

Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester, sir. King. It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to Arm. I confess both; they are both the varnish of a be taken with a wench.

complete man. Cost. I was taken with none, sir; I was taken with a Moth. Then, I am sure, you know, how much the damosel.

gross sum of deuce-ace amounts to. King. Well, it was proclaimed damosel.

Arm. It doth amount to one more than two. Cost. This was no damosel neither, sir; she was a Moth. Which the base yulgar do call, three. virgin.

Arm. True.
King. It so varied too; for it was proclaimed virgin. Moth. Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? Now
Cost. If it were, I deny her virginity; I was taken here is three studied, ere you'll thrice wink: and how
with a maid.

easy it is to put years to the word three,and study three King. This maid will not serve yonr turn, sir. years in two words, the dancing horse will tell you. Cost. This maid will serve my turn, sir.

Arm. A most fiue figure ! King. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: Moth. To prove you a cypher.

[Aside. You shall fast a week with bran and water.

Arm. I will hereupon confess, I am in love: and, as it Cost. I had rather pray a month with mutton and is base for a soldier to love, so am I in love with a base porridge.

wench. If drawing my sword against the humour of King. And Don Armado shall be your keeper. affection would deliver me from the reprobate thought My lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er-

of it, I would take desire prisoner, and ransom him to And go we, lords, to put in practice that,

any Frer.ch courtier fora new devised courtesy. I think Which each to other hath so strongly sworn!-- scorn to sigh; methinks, I should outswear Cupid.

[Exeunt King, Longaville, and Duma in. Comfort me, boy! What great nien have been in love? Biron. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat, Moth. Hercules, master.

These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn. Arm. Most sweet Hercules ! - More authority, dear Sirrah, come on.

boy, name more; and, sweet my child, let them be men Cost. I suffer for the truth, sir; for true it is, I was of good repute and carriage! taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true girl: Moth. Sampson, master: he was a man of good carand therefore, Welcome the sour cup of prosperity ! riage, great carriage; for he carried the town-gates Affliction may one day smile again, and till then, Sit on his back, like a porter: and he was in love. thee down, sorrow!

[Exeunt. Arm.O well-knit Sampson! strong-jointedSampson! SCENEII.- Another part of the same. Armado's house. I do excel thee in my rapier, as much as thou didst me Enter AIMADO and Moth.

in carrying gates. I am in love too.—Who was SampArm. Boy, what signis it, when a man of great spirit son's love, my dear Moth ? grows melancholy?

Moth. A woman, master.

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