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Dear Princess, were not his requests so far
Prin. You do the King my father too much wrong,
King. I do protest, I never heard of it;
Prin. We arrest your word:
King. Satisfie me fo.
Boyet. So please your Grace, the packet is not come, Where that and other specialties are bound : To morrow you shall have a sight of them.
King. It shall suffice me; at which interview, All liberal reason I will yield unto: Mean time, receive such welcome at my hand, As honour without breach of honour may Make tender of, to thy true worthiness. You may not come, fair Princess, in my gates; But here, without, you shall be so receiv’d, As you shall deem your self lodg’d in my heart, Thó so deny'd fair harbour in my house : Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewel; To morrow we shall visit you again. Prin. Sweet health and fair desires confort your
Grace ! King. Thy own Wish wish I thee, in every place.
[Exit. Biron. Lady, I will commend you to my own heart. (10)
(10) I have made it a Rule throughout this Edition, to replace all those Passages, which Mr. Pope in his Impressions thought fit to degrade. As We have no Authority to call them in Question for not be
Rosa. I pray you, do my commendations;
Biron. I would, you heard it groan.
[Exit. Dum. Sir, I pray you, a word: what lady is that
fame? Boyet. The heir of Alanson, Rosaline her name. Dum. A gallant lady; Monsieur, fare you well.
[Exit. Long. I beseech you, a word: what is she in white? Boyet. A woman sometimes, if you saw her in the
light. Long. Perchance, light in the light; I desire her
name. Boyet. She hath but one for her self; to defire That,
were a shame.
Boyet. Good Sir, be not offended.
Long. Nay, my choller is ended: She is a most sweet lady. ing genuine; I confess, as an Editor, I thought I had no Authority to displace them. Tho, I mult own freely at the same time, there are fome Scenes (particularly, in this Play ;) so very mean and contemptible, that One would heartily wish for the Liberty of expunging them. Whether they were really written by our Author, whether he penn'd them in his boyish Age, or whether he purposely comply'd with the prevailing Vice of the Times, when Puns, Conundrum, and quibbling Conceits were as much in Vogue, as Grimace and Arlequinades are at this wise Period, I dare not take upon me to determine.
Boyet. Not unlike, Sir ; that
be. [Exit Long. Biron. What's her name in the cap? Boyet. Catharine, by good hap. Biron. Is she wedded or no? Boyet. To her will, Sir, or so. Biron. You are welcome, Sir: adieu. Boyet. Farewel to me, Sir, and welcome to you.'
[Exit Biron. Mar. That last is Biron, the merry mad-cap lord; Not a word with him but a jest.
Boyet. And every jest but a word.
word. Boyet. I was as willing to grapple, as he was to board. Mar. Two hot sheeps, marry:
Boyet. And wherefore not ships? No sheep, (sweet lamb) unless we feed on your lips.
Mar. You sheep, and I pasture; shall that finish the jest?
Mar. Not fo, gentle beast;
Boyet. Belonging to whom?
agree. This civil war of wits were much better us'd On Navarre and his book-men; for here 'tis abus'd.
Boyet. If my observation, (which very seldom lies) By the heart's still rhetorick, disclosed with eyes, Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected.
Prin. With what ?
Boyet. Why, all his behaviours did make their retire
To feel only looking on fairest of fair ;
Prin Come, to our pavilion : Boyet is dispos’d.
hath disclos'd; I only have made a mouth of his eye, By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Rofa. Thou art an old love-monger, and speakest
skilfully. Mar. He is Cupid's grandfather, and learns news of
him. Rofa. Then was Venus like her mother, for her fa
ther is but grim.
fee? Rosa. Ay, our way to be gone. Boyet. You are too hard for me. (11) [Exeunt:
(1) Boyet. You are too hard for me.] Here, in all the Books, the ad Act is made to end : but in my Opinion very mistakenly. I have ventur'd to vary the Regulation of the four last Acts from the printed Copies, for these Reasons. Hitherto, the 2d Act has been of the Extent of z Pages; the 3d but of ş; and the 5th of no less than 29, And this Disproportion of Length has crouded too many Incidents into fome Acts, and left the others quite barren. I have now reduced them into a much better Equality ; and distributed the Business likewise (such as it is,) into a more uniform Caft. The Plot now lies thus. In the first Act, Navarre and his Companions fequefter themselves, by Oath, for 3 Years from Conversation, Women, Fealing, &c. refolving a Life of Contemplation, and to relieve their Study, at Intervals, with Armado and Costard. The Princess of France's Arrival is prepared. Armado's Ridiculous Passion for a Country Wench, and hi , and Costard's Characters, are open'd.
In the 2d Act, Th: Princess with her Ladies arrives, and explains the Reason of her Coming
W Arble, child;
SCENE, the PARK; near the Palace:
Enter Armado and Moth. Arm. Arble, child; make passionate my sense of
hearing. Moth. Concolinel
[Singing Navarre behaves fo courteously to her, that Boyet, one of her Lords, fufpects him to be in Love. Armado's Amour is continued ; who sends a Letter by Coftard to his Mistress Jaquenetta. Biron likewise sends a Bil. let-doux by Coftard to Rosaline, one of the French Ladies; and in a Soliloquy confesses his being in Love, tho' against his Oath ---- In the third A&, the Princess and her Ladies, preparing to kill a Deer in the Park, Coftard comes to deliver Biron's Letter to Rosaline ; but by Mistake gives That, which Armado had directed to Jaquenetta. The two Pedants Sir Nathaniel, and Holofernes are introduc'd' aguenetta produces Biron's Letter, deliver’d by Coftard's Mistake to her, requesting them to read it! who, observing the Contents, send it by Costard and Jaquenetta to the King. Biron, standing perdue in the Park, overhears the King, Longaville, and Dumaine confessing their Passions for their respective Mistrestes; and, coming forward, reproaches them with their Perjury. J aquenetta and Coftard bring the Letter (as they were order'd by the Pedants) to the King, who bids Biron read it
. He, finding it to be his own Letter; tears it in a Passion for Coftard's Mistake. The Lords, picking it up, find it to be of Biron's handwriting, and an Address to Rosaline. Biron pleads guilty: and all the Votarists at last consent to continue their Perjury, and address their several Mistresses with some Masque or Device. In the fourth Act, The Pedants (returning from their Dinner,) enter into a Difcourse suitable to their Characters. Armado comes to them, tells them, he is injoin'd by the King to frame fome Masque for the Entertainment of the Princess, and craves their learned Assistance. They propose to res present the nine Worthies, and go out to prepare themselves. The Princess and her Ladies talk of their several Lovers, and the Presents made to them. Boyet brings notice, that the King and his Lords are coming to address them, disguis'd like Muscovites. The Ladies propose to be mask'd, and exchange the Favours with one another, which were given them by their Lovers : that so they; being deceived, may every one address the wrong Person. This accordingly hits, and they are rallied from off the Spot by the Ladies : who triumph in this Exploit, and resolve to þanter them again, when they return in their own Persons. In the last Act, The King and his Lords come to the Princess's Tent, and all confess their Loves. Costard enters to tell the Approach of the Worthies Masque ; which finish'd, News is brought of the Death of the Princess's Father. The King and the Lords renewing their Love-fuits, the Ladies agree to marry them at Twelvèmonth's End, under certain Injunctions; and so the Play ends. Thus the Story (tho'clogg'd with some Absurdities,) has its proper Reits : the Action rises by Gradations, according to Rules : and the Plot is embroild and disengaged, as it ought ; as far as the Nature of the Fable will admit. VOL: JI: