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Ferdinand, King of Navarre.
Longaville, Lords, attending on the King.
Mercade, Lords, attending on the Princess of France.
Holofernes, a Schoolmaster.
Coftard, a Clown.
Moth, Page to Armado.
Officers, and Others, attendants on the King and Princess.
LOVE'S LABOUR's LOST.
SCENE I. Navarre. A Park, with a Palace in it. Enter the KING, BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN.
KING. Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
And then grace us in the disgrace of death;
Therefore, brave conquerors!-for fo you are,
That war against your own affections,
And the huge army of the world's defires,—
You three, Birón, Dumain, and Longaville,
Have fworn for three years' term to live with me,
Your oaths are past, and now subscribe your names;
That his own hand may ftrike his honour down,
That violates the fmalleft branch herein :
you are arm'd to do, as fworn to do, Subscribe to your deep oath, and keep it too.
LONG. I am refolv'd: 'tis but a three years' faft; The mind fhall banquet, though the body pine: Fat paunches have lean pates; and dainty bits Make rich the ribs, but bank'rout quite the wits. DUM. My loving lord, Dumain is mortified; The groffer manner of these world's delights He throws upon the grofs world's baser slaves : To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die; With all these living in philofophy.
BIRON. I can but fay their proteftation over,
KING. Your oath is pafs'd to pass away from thefe.