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the place, where-It standelh north-north-east and Moth. And I, tough senior, as an appertinent title by east from the west corner of thy curious-knot- to your old time, which we may name toughi. ted gurden: there did I see that low-spirited swain, Arm. Pretty and apt. that base minnow of thy mirth,

Moth. How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my Cost. Me.

saying apt? or, I apt, and my saying pretty! King. --that unletter'd small-knowing soul, Arm. Thou pretty, because litule. Cost. Me.

Moth. Little pretty, because little: Wherefore apt ! King. —that shallow vassal,

Arm. Anu therefore apt, because quick. Cost. Still me.

Moth. Speak you this in my praise, master! King. - which, as I remember, hight Costard, Arm. In thy condign praise. Cost. O me!

Moth. I will praise an eel with the same prais. King. --sorted and consorted, contrary to Thy Arm. What? 'that an eel is ingenious ? established proclaimed edict and continent canon, Moth. That an eel is quick. with-with-0 withbut with this I passion to Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answer. Thou say wherewith

heatest my blood. Cost. With a wench.

Moth. I am answered, sir. King. -with a child of our grandmother Eve, Arm. I love not to be crossed. a female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, crosses love a woman. Him I (as my ever-esteemed duty pricks not him.

[ Aside me on) have sent to thee, to receive the meed of Arm. I have promised to study three years with punishment, by thy sweet gruce's officer, Antony the duke. Dull; a man of good repute, carriage, bearing, Moth. You may do it in an hour, sir. ant estimation.

Arm. Impossible.
Dull. Me, an't shall please you; I am Antony Moth. How many is one thrice told?
Dull.

Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fitteth the spirit of King. For Jaquenctta, (so is the weaker vessel a tapster. alled, which I apprehended with the aforesaid Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester, sir. swain,) I keep her as a vessel of thy law's fury; Arm. I confess both; they are both the varnish und shall, at the least of thy sweet notice, bring of a complete man. her to trial. Thine, in all compliments of devoted Moth. Then, I am sure you know how much and heart-burning heat of duty.

the gross sum of deuce-ace amounts to. Don ADRIANO DE ARAMADO. Arm It doth amount to one more than two. Biron. This is not so well as I looked for, but Moth. Which the base vulgar do call three. the best that ever I heard.

Arm. True. King. Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, Moth. Why, sir, is this such a piece of study ? what say you to this?

Now here is three studied, ere you'll thrice wink: Cost. Sir, I confess the wench.

and how easy it is to put years to the word three, King. Did you hear the proclamation ?

and study three years in two words, the dancing Cost. I do confess much of the hearing it, but horse will tell you. little of the marking of it.

Arin. A most fine figure' King. It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, Moth. To prove you a cipher.

(Aside. to be taken with a wench.

Arm. I will hereupon confess, I am in love: and Cost. I was taken with none, sir, I was taken as it is base for a soldier to love, so am I in love with a damosel.

with a base wench. If drawing my sword azainst king. Well, it was proclaimed damosel.

the humor of affection would deliver me from the Cost. This was no damosel neither, sir; she was reprobate thought of it, I would take desire prison a virgin.

er, and ransom him to any French courtier for a king. It is so varied too; for it was proclaimed, new devised courtesy. I think scorn to sigh; mevirgin.

thinks, I should out-swear Cupid. Comfort me, Cost. If it were, I deny her virginity; I was boy: What great men have been in love? taken with a maid.

Moth. Hercules, master. King. This maid will not serve your turn, sir. Arm. Most sweet Hercules ! - More authority, Cost. This maid will serve my turn, sir.

dear boy, name more ; and, sweet my child, let King. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence; You them be men of good repute and carriage. shall fast a week with bran and water.

Moth. Samson, master: he was a man of good Cost. I had rather pray a month with mutton carriage, great carriage; for be carried the townie and porridge.

gates on is back, like a porter: and tie was in love. King. And Don Armado shall be your keeper. Arm. O well-knit Samson! tron -jointed SanMy lord Birón, see him deliver'd o'er.

son! I do excel thee in my rapier, as much as thou And go we, lords, to put in practice that

didst me in carrying gates. I am in love too,Which each to other hath so strongly sworn.- Who was Samson's love, my dear moth!

(Exeunt Kiso, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN. Moth. A woman, master. Biron. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat, Arm. Of what complexion ?

These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn. Moth. Of all the four, or the three, or the twc; or -Sirrah, come on.

one of the four. Cost. I suffer for the truth, sir: for true it is, I Arm. Tell me precisely of what complexion. was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a Moth. Of the sea-water green, sir. true girl; and therefore, Welcome the sour cup of Arm. Is that one of the four complexions! prosperity! Afliction may one day smile again, Moth. As I have read, sir; and the best of her and till then, Sit thee down sorrow! (Exeunt. too.

Arm. Green, indeed, is the color of lovers; but SCENE II.-Armado's House.

to have a love of that color, methinks, Samson had Enter ARMADO and Moth.

small reason for it. He, surely, affected her for

her wit. Arm. Boy, what sign is it when a man of great Moth. It was so, sir; for she had a green wit. spirit grows melancholy?

Arm. My love is most immaculate white and red. Moth. A great sign, sir, that he will look sad. Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, are

Arm. Why, sadness is one and the self-same masked under such colors. thing, dear imp.

Arm. Define, define, well-educated infant. Moth. No, no; O lord, sir, no.

Moth. My father's wit and iny mother's tongue Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melan- assist me. choly, my tender juvenal?:

Arm. Sweet invocation nf a child; most pretty, Moth. By a familiar demonstration of the work and pathetical! ing, my tough senior.

Moth. If she be made of white and red, Arm. Why tough senior? why tough senior?

Her fáults will ne'er be known; Moth. Why tender juvenal? why tender juvenal? For blushing cheeks by faults are pred

Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent And fears by pale white shown epitheton, appertaining to thy young days, which Then, if she fear, or bo to blame. we inay nominate tender.

By this you shall not know:
Young man.

• The name of a coin once oammal

For still her cheeks possess the same,

Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences, ere Whi h native she doth owe..

thou be pardoned. A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of Cost. Well, sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do it white and red.

on a full stomach. Arin. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and Arm Thou shalt be heavily punished. the Beggar?

Cost. I am more bound to you than your fellows Holk. The world was very guilty of such a ballad for they are but lightly rewarded. some three ages since: but, I think, now, 'tis not to Arm. Take away this villain; shut him up. be found; or, if it were, it would neither serve for Moth. Come, you transgressing slave; away, the writing nor the tune.

Cost. Let me not be pent up, sir; I will fast, be Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, ing loose. that I may example my digression by some mighty Mith. No, sir, that were fast and loose : thou precedent. Boy, I do love that country girl, that shalt to prison.

took in the park with the rational hind, Costard; Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of she deserves well.

desolation that I have seen, some shall sceMoth. To be whipped ; and yet a better love than Moth. What shall some see? my master.

(Aside. Cost. Nay, nothing, master Moth, but what they Arm. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love. look upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent Molk. And that's great marvel, loving a light in their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing : wench.

I thank God, I have as little patience as another dom. I say, sing.

man; and, therefore, I can be quiet. Math. Forbear till this company be past.

(Ereunt Moth and Costard. Enter DULL, COSTARD, and JAQUENETTA.

Arm. I do affect the very ground which is base

where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, Costard safe: and you must let him take no delighi, (which is a great argument of falsehood.) if I love: por po penance; but a'must fast three days a week: And how can that be true love, which is falsely For this damsel I must keep her at the park; she attempted ? Love is a familiar; love is a devil: there is allowed for the day-woman... Fare you well. is no evil angel but love. Yet Samson was so

Arm. I do betray myself with blushing.-Maid. tempted ; and he had an excellent strength: yet Jaq. Man.

was Solomon so seduced; and he had a very good årn. I will visit thee at the lodge.

wit. Cupid's butt-shafta is too hard for Hercules' Jaq. That's hereby.

club, and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's dra. I know where it is situate.

rapier. The first and second causc will not serve Jaq. Lord, how wise you are !

my turn; the passado he respects not, the duello he Aria. I will tell thee wonders.

regards not: his disyrace is to be called boy; but Jag. With that face?

his glory is to subdue men. Adieu, valor! "rust, .tra. I love thee.

rapier: be still, drum! for your manager is in love; Jaq. So I heard you say.

yea, he loveth. Assist me, some extemporal god Arm. And so farewell.

of rhyme, for, I am sure, I shall turn sonnetteer. Jaq. Fair weather after you!

Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volmull. Come, Jaquenetta, away.

umes in folio.

(Erit. [Exeunt Doll und JAQUENETTA.

ACT II.

SCENE 1.- A Pavilion and Tents at a distance. On serious business, craving quick despatch,
Enter the PRINCESS of France, Ros ALINE, MA-Haste, signify so much; while we attend,

Importunes personal conference with his grace. BIA, KATHERINE, BOYET, Lords, and other Al- Like humble-visag'd suitors, his high will. lendents.

Boyet. Proud of employment, willingly I go. Hayd. Now, madam, summon up your dearest

Erit. spirits:

Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours is so.Consider who the king your father sends ;

Who are the votaries, my loving lords, Co whom he sends; and what's his embassy : That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke? Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem,

Lord. Longaville is one. To parley with the sole inheritor

Prin.

Know you the man frall perfections that a man may owe,

Mar, I know him, madam; at a marriage feast, Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less weight Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir Than Aqui ain; a dowry for a queen.

Of Jaques, Falconbridge solemnized, Be now as prodigal of all dear grace.

In Normandy saw I this Longaville: As nature was in making graces dear,

A man of sovereign parts he is esteemid; When she did starve the general world beside, Well fitted in the arts, glorious in arms: And prodigally gave them all to you.

Nothing becomes him ill, that he would well. Prir. Good lord Boyet, my beauty though but The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss, mean,

(If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil,) Nais not the painted flourish of your praise ; Is a sharp wit match'd with too blunt a 'will; Beauty is bought by judgment of ihe eye,

Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues: It should none spare that come within his power. I am lex proud to hear you tell my worth,

Prin. Some merry mocking lord, belike; is't so? Than you much willing to be counted wise

Mar. They say so most, that most his humors in spending your wit in the praise of mine.

know. But now to task the tasker - Good Boyet,

Prin. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they grow. You are not ignorant, all-telling fame

Who are the rest ? Loth Doise abroad Navarre hath made a vow, Kath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd Tal painfal study shall out-wear three years,

youth, So woman may approach his silent court: Of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd: Therefore to us seerneth it a needful course, Most power to do most barm, Jeast knowing ill; Before we enter his forbidden gates,

For he hath wit to make an ill shape good, fo know his pleasure; and, in that behalf, And shape to win grace though he had no wit. Gold of your worthiness, we single you

I saw him at the duke Alençon's once; soor best-moving fair solicitor:

And much too little of that good I saw, Tell tim, the daughter of the king of France, Is my report to his great worthiness,

of which she is naturally possessed. • Dairy-woman. . Love. a Arrows to shoot at butts with

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Ros. Another oj' these students at that time But that one half which is unsatisfied,
Was thrre with him: if I have heard a truth, We will give up our right in Aquitain,
Birøn they call him; but a merrier man,

And hold fair friendship with bís majesty.
Within the limit of becoming mirth,

But that, it seems, he liitle purposeth, I never spent an hour's talk withal:

For here he doth demand to have repaid His eye begets occasion for his wit;

A hundred thousand crowns; and not demands, For every object that the one doth catch,

On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
The other turns to a mirth-moving jest;

To have his title live in Aquitain;
Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Which we much rather had departs withal,
Delivers in such a pt and gracious words,

And have the money by our father lont,
That aged ears play truant at his tales,

Than Aquitain so gelded as it is And younger bearings are quite ravished;

Dear princess, were not his requests so far So sweet and voluble is his discourse.

From reason's yielding, your fair self should make Prin. God bless my ladies! are they all in love, A yielding, 'gainst some reason in my breast, That every one her own hath garnished

And go well satisfied to France again. With such bedecking ornaments of praise ?

Prin. You do the king my father too much wrong, Mar. Here comes Boyet.

And wrong the reputation of your name,
Re-enter BOYET.

In so unseerning to confess receipt

Of that which hath so faithfully been paid. Prin.

Now, what admittance, lord ? King. I do protest, I never heard of it; Boyet. Navarre hath notice of your fair approach ; And, if you prove it, T'll repay it back, And he, and his coinpetitors in oath,

Or yield up Aquitain. Were all address'ds to meet you, gentle lady,

Prin.

We arrest your word Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt, Boyet, you can produce acquittances, He rather means to lodge you in the field,

For such a sum, from special officers (Like one that comes here to besiege his court,) Of Charles his father. Than seek a dispensation for his oath,

King:

Satisfy me so. To let you enter his unpeopled house.

Boyet. So please your grace, the packet is not Here comes Navarre.

[The ladies mask.

come,

Where that and other specialties are bound;
Enter King, LonGAVILLE, DUMAIN, Biron, and

To-morrow you shall have a sight of them.
Attendants.

King. It shall suffice me: at which interview,
King. Fair Princess, welcome to the court of All liberal reason I will yield unto.
Navarre.

Mean time, receive such welcome at my hand, Prin. Fair, I give you back again; and, welcome As honor, without breach of honor, may I have not yet: the roof of this court is too high to Make tender of thy true worthiness: te yours; and welcome to the wide fields too base You may not come, fair princess, in my gates; to be mine,

But here without, you shall be so receiv'd, King. You shall be welcome, madam, to my court. As you shall deem yourself lodg'd in my heart, Prin. I will be welcome, then ; conduct me Though so denied fair harbor in my house. thither.

Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell: King. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath. To-morrow shall we visit you again. Prin. Our lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn. Prin, Sweet health and fair desires consort your King. Not for the world, fair madam, by my will.

grace! Prin. Why, will shall break it; will, and nothing

King. Thy own wish wish I thee in every place! else.

(Exeunt King and his Train. King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. Biron. Lady, I will commend you to my own

Prin. Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise, heart. Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance

Ros. 'Pray you, do my commendations; I would I hear, your grace hath sworn-out house-keeping: be glad to see it. 'Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord,

Biron. I would you heard it groan. And sin to break it:

Ros. Is the foul sick! But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold;

Biron. Sick at heart. To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me.

Ros. Alack, let it blood. Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming,

Biron. Would that do it good? And suddenly resolve ine in my suit.

Ros. My physic says, I.
(Gives a piper.

Biron. Will you prick’t with yonr eye?
King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. Ros. No poynt, with my knife.
Prin. You will the sooner, that I were away;

Biron. Now, God save thy life!
For you'll prove perjur'd, if you make me stay.

Ros. And yours from lon living ! Biron. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?

Biron. I cannot stay thanksgiving. (Retiring, Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?

Dum. Sir, I pray you, a word: What lady is Biron. I know you did.

that same? Ros. How needless was it then

Boyet. The heir of Alençon, Rosaline her name. To ask the question !

Dum. A gallant lady! Monsieur, fare you well. Biron. You must not be so quick.

Eri. Ros. 'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such

Long. I beseech you a word; What is she in questions.

the white! Biron. Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill

Boyet. A woman sometimes, an you saw her in tire.

the light. Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire. Long. Perchance, light in the light; I desire her Biron. What time o' day!

name. Ros. The hour that fools shall ask.

Boyet. She hath but one for herself; to desire Biron. Now fair befall your mask!

that were a shame. Ros. Fair fall the face it covers !

Long. Pray you, sir, whose daughter? Biron. And send you many lovers!

Boyet. Her mother's, I have heard. Ros. Amen, so you be none.

Long. God's blessing on your beard!
Biron. Nay, then will I be gone.

Boyet. Good sir, be not offended:
King. Madam, your father here doth intimate She is an heir of Falconbridge.
The payment of a hundred thousand crowns; Log. Nay, my choler is ended.
Being but the one half of an entire sum,

She is a most sweet lady.
Disbursed by my father in his wars.

Boyet. Not unlike, sir'; that may be. But say, that he, or we, (as neither have,)

(Exit Losa Receiv'd that sum; yet there remains unpaid

Biron. What's her name in the cap? A hundred thousand more; in surety of the which,

Boyet. Katherine, my good hap. One part of Aquitain is bound to us,

Biron. Is she wedded or no? Although not valued to the inoney's worth.

Boyet. To her will, sir, or so. If then the king your father will restore

Biron. You are welcome, sir; adieu!
• Confederates.

• Prepared.
• Part. Ay, yes.

* A French particle of negation Boyet. Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you. His heart, like an agate, with your print impressed

Exit Binox.-Ladies unmask. Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed : Mar. That last is Biron, the merry mad-cap lord; His tongue all impatient to speak and not see, Kot a word with him but a jest.

Did stumble with haste in his eyesight to be ; Boyet.

And every jest but a word. All senses to that sense did make their repair, Prin. It was well done of you to take him at To feel only looking on fairest of fair: his word.

Methought, all his senses were locked in his eye, Boyet. I was willing to grapple, as he was to As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy; board.

Who, tendering their own worth, from where the Mar. Two hot sheeps, marry!

were glass'd, Baxtl.

And wherefore not ships! Did point you to buy them, along as you pass'd. No Sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your lips. His face's own margent did quote such amazes, Mar. You sheep, and I pasture; Shall that fin- That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with gazes: ish the jest?

I'll give you Aquitain, and all that is his, Boyet s: you grant pasture for me.

An you give him for my sake but one loving kiss. Offering to kiss her. Prin. Come, to our pavilion : Boyet is dispos d

Not so, gentle beast; Boyet. But to speak that in words, which his My lips are no common, though several they be.

eye hath disclos'd: Boyet. Belonging to whom?

I only have made a mouth of his eye, To my fortunes and me. By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Pria. Good wits will be jangling: but, gentles, Ros. Thou art an old love-monger, and speak'st agree;

skilfully. The civil war of wits were much better used Mar. He is cupid's grandfather, and learns news On Navarre and his bookmen; for here 'tis abused. of him. Bortt. If my observation, (which very seldom Ros. Then was Venus like her mother; for her falies.)

ther is but grim. By the heart's still rhetoric, disclosed with eyes, Boyet. Do you hear, my mad wenches? Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected.

Mar.

No. Prin. With what?

Boyet.

What then, do you see ! Bayet. With that which we lovers entitle, affected. Ros. Ay, our way to be gone. Prin. Your reason?

Boyet.

You are too hard for me. Bauet. Why all his behaviors did make their retire

(Exeunt. To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire:

ACT III.

SCENE I.-The Park, near the Palace. because your heart cannot come by her: in heart

you love her, because your heart is in love with Enter ARMADO and Moru.

her: and out of heart you love her, being out of Arm. Warble, child; make passionate my sense heart that you cannot enjoy her. of hearing.

Arm. I am all these three. Moth. Concolinel.

[Singing. Moth. And three times as much more, and yet Arm. Sweet air! - Go, tenderness of years; take nothing at all. this key, give enlargement to the swain, bring him Arm. Fetch hither the swain; he must carry me festinatelyi hither; I must employ him in a letter a letter. my love.

Moth. A message well sympathised; a horse to Vih. Master, will you win your love with a be ambassador for an ass ? Freach brawl!»

Arm. Ha, ha! what sayest thou? dra. How mean'st thou? brawling in French? Moth. Marry, sir, you must send the ass upon A. No, iny complete master : but to jig off the horse. for he is very slow gaited : But I go. a tune at the tongue's end, canary: to it with your Arm. The way is but short; away. Gei, humor it with turning up your eye-lids; sigh Moth. As swift as lead, sir. : Dote and sing a note; sometime through the Arm. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious ? throat, as if you swallowed love with singing love; Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow ? shetime through the nose, as if you snuffed up Moth. Minime,honest master; or rather, master,no, kre by sinelling love; with your hat penthouse- Arm. I say, lead is slow. bba, o'er the shop of your eyes; with your arms Moth.

You are too swift, sir, to say so: crised on your thin belly-doublet, like a rabbit on Is that lead slow which is fired from a gun? a spit; or your hands in your pocket, like a man Arm. Sweet smoke of rhetoric: alter the old painting; and keep not too long in He reputes me a cannon; and the bullet, that's he:De tane, but a snip and away: These are com- I shoot thee at the swain. plements, these are humors; these betray nice Moth.

Thump then, and I filce. venches — that would be betrayed without these;

|Exit. and make them men of note (do you note, men ?) Arm. A most acute juvenal; voluble and free of hat are most affected to these.

grace! Årm. How hast thou purchased this experience? By thy favor, sweet welkin, I must sigh in thy face• Hell. By my penny of observation.

Most rude melancholy, valor gives thee place. Arm. But 0,- but 0,

My herald is return'd. Moh-he hobby-horse is forgot. drm. Callest thou my love, hobby-horse?

Re-enter Moth and COSTARD. Meth. No master; the hobby-horse is but a colt; Moth. A wonder, master; here's a costardo brond your love, perhaps, a hackney. But have you

ken in a shin. irret your love?

Arm. Some enigma, some riddle: come,--thy Arm. Almost I had.

l'envoy :-begin. Molk. Negligent student! learn her by heart. Cost. No egma, no riddle, no l'envoy;' no salve Årm. By heart, and in heart, boy.

in the mail, sir : 0, sir, plantain, a plain plantain; Mah. And out of heart, master: all those three no l'envoy, 'no l'ennoy no salve, sir, but a plantain!

Arm. By virtue, thou enforcest laughter; thy Arm. What will that prove?

silly thought, my spleen; the heaving of my lung's Molt. A man, if I live; and this, by, in, and provokes me to ridiculous smiling: 0, pardon me, without, upon the instant:' By heart you love her,

A head. A quibble, several signified unenclosed lands.

* An old French term for concluding verses, which

gerved cither to convey the moral, or to address the poem * Canary was the name of a sprightly lance.

I will prove.

Hastily.

to some person.

9 A kind of dance.

my stars! Doth the inconsiderate take salve for Why, it is a fairer name than French crown. I will l'envoy, and the word, l'envoy, for a salve?

never buy and sell out of this word. Moth. Do the wise think them other ? is not

Enter Birox. l'envoy a salve : Arm. No, page: it is an epilogue or discourse Biron. O, my good knave, Costard! exceedingly to make plain

well met. Some obscure precedence that hath tofore been sain. Cost. Pray you, sir, how much carnation ribbon I will example it.

may a man buy for a remuneration ?
The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee,

Biron. What is a remuneration ? 4:
Were still at odds, being but three.

Cost. Marry, sir, half-penny farthing.
There's the moral: Now the l'envoy.

Biron. (), why then, three-farthings-worth of silk. Moth. I will add the l'envoy: Say the moral again.

Cosl. I thank your worship: God be with you! Arm. The fox, the ape, and the bumble-bee,

Biron. (), stay, slave; I must employ thee: Were still at odds, being but three:

As thou wilt win my favor, good ny knave,
Molh. Until the goose come out of door,

Do one thing for me that I shall entreat.
And stay'd the odds by adding four.

Cost. When would you have it done, sir?
Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow

Biron. (), this afternoon. with my l'envoy.

Cost. Well, I will do it, sir: Fare you well.
The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, Birun. (), thou kuowest not what it is.
Were still at odds, being but three:

Cost. I shall know, sir, when I have done it. Arm. Until the goose came out of door,

Biron. Why, villain, thou must know first.
Staying the odds by adding four.

Cost. I will come to your worship to-morrow Moth. A good l'envoy, ending in the goose :

morning. Would you desire more?

Biron. It must be done this afternoon. Hark, Cost. The boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose, slave, it is but this; that's that:

The princess comes to hunt here in the park, Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose be fat.-- And in her train there is a gentle lady; To sell a bargain well, is as cunning as fast and loose: When tongues speak sweetly, then they name her Let me see a fat l'envoy; ay, that's a fat goose.

name, Arm. Come hither, come bither: How did this And Rosaline they call her: ask for her ; argument begin?

And to her white hand see thou do commend Moth. By saying that a Costard, was broken in a This seald up counsel. There's thy guerdon;' 90. shin.

[Give': him money. Then call'd you for the l'envoy.

Cost. Guerdon,-0 sweet guerdon! better than Cost. True, and I for a plantain: Thus came remuneration : eleven-pence farthing betier: Mos! your argument in;

sweet guerdon !- I will do it, sır, in print.s-GuerThen the boy's fat l'envoy, the goose that you

don - remuneration.

(Erit. bought;

Biron. (!- And I, forsooth, in love! I, that And he ended the market.

have been love's whip; Arm. But tell me; how was there a Costard A very beadle to a humorous sigb; broken in a shin?

A critic; nay, a night-watch constable; Moth. I will tell you sensibly.

A domineering pedant o'er the boy, Cost. Thou hast no feeling of Moth; I will Than whom no mortal so magnificent! speak that l'enroy :

This whimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy; 1, Costard, running out, that was safely within, This senior-junior, giant-dwart, Dan Cupid; Fell over the threshold, and broke my shin. Regent of love-rhymes, lord of folded arms, Arm. We will talk no more of this matter.

The anointed sovereign of sighs and grans,
Cost. Till there be more matter in the shin.

Liege of all loiterers and malcontents,
Arm. Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise thee. Dread prince of plackets, king of codpieces,

Cost. 0, marry me to one Frances :- I smell Sole imperator, and great general some l'enroy, some goose, in this.

Of trotting paritors, -O my little heart ! Arm. By my sweet soul, I mean, setting thee And I to be a corporal of his field, at liberty, enfreedoming, thy person; thou wert And wear his colors like a tumbler's hoop! immured, restrained, captivated, bound.

What? I! I love! I sue! I seek a wife! Cost. True, true; and now you will be my pur- A woman, that is like a German clock, gation, and let me loose.

Still a repairing; ever out of frame; Arm. I give thee thy liberty, set thee from dur. And never going arighit, being a watch, ance; and, in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing But being watch'd that it may still go right! but this: Bcar this significant to the country maid Nay, to be perjur'd, which is worst of all; Jaquenetta : there is remuneration; (Givin him And, among three, to love the worst of all; money.] for the best ward of mine honor, is re- A whitely wanton with a velvet brow, warding my dependants. Moth, follow. (Exit. With two pitch balls stuck in her face for eyes;

Moth. Like the sequel, 1.- Signior Costard, adieu. Ay, and, by heaven, one that will do the deed, Cost. My sweet ounce of man's flesh! my in- Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard. cony Jew!

(Exit Mora. And I to sigh for her! to watch for her! Now will I look to his remuneration. Remunera- To pray for her! Go to; it is a plague tion! O, that's the latin word for three farthings: That Cupid will impose for my neglect three farthings — remuneration.- What's the price of his almighty dreadful little might. of this inkle? a penny :-No, I'll give you a re- Well, I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue, and grcan, muneration: why it carries it.-Remunerati? Some men must love my lady, and some Joan.

ACT IV.

SCENE I.-A Pavilion in the Park. Well, lords, to-day we shall have our despatch; Enter th: Princess, RosaliXE, Maria, KATHA- On Saturday we will return to France. RINE, Boret, Lords, Attendants, and a For. Then, forester, my friend, where is the bush,

That we must stand and play the murderer in! Prin. Was that the king, that spurred his horse A stand, where you may make the fairest shoot.

For. Here by, upon the edge of yonder coppice so hard Against the steep uprising of the hill?

Prin. 'I thank my beauty, I am fair that short, Boyet. I know not; but I think, it was not he. And thereupon thou speak'st, the fairest sht. Prin. Who'er he was, he show'd a mounting

* With the utmost exactness. mind.

Hooded, veiled.

1 Pettiroats & Delightful.

? The officers of the spiritual courts who serre ci ***

+ Reward.

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