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Enter Costard, Dull, Jaquenétta a Maid. Dull. Sir, the King's plea ure is that you keep Cotard fafe, and you muit let him take no delight, nor no penance; but he inust fast three days a week. For this damsel, I must keep her at the park, she is allow'd for the day-woman. Fare you well.

Arm. I do betray myself with blushing : maid,
Jag. Man,
Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge.
Jaq. That's here by.
Arm. I know, where it is situate.
Jaq. Lord, how wise you are !
Arm. I will tell thee wonders,
Jag. With that face?
Arm. I love thee,
Jaq. So I hear you say.
Arm. And so farewel.
Jaq. Fair weather after you !
Dull. Come, Jaquenetta, away. (7),

[Exeunt Dull and Jaquenetta. Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offence, ere thou be pardoned.

Coft. Well, Sir, I hope when I do it, I shall do it on a full ftomach.

Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punish'd.

Coft. I am more bound to you, than your followers ; for they are but light'y rewarded.

Arm. Take away this villain, shut him up.
Moth. Come, you transgressing slave, away.
Coft. Let me not be pent up, Sir; I will fast, being loose.

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

(7) Maid. Fair weather after you. Come Jaquenetta, away. Thus all the printed copies : but the editors have been guilty of much inadvertence. They make Jaquenetta, and a maid enter: whereas Jaquenetta is the only maid intended by the poet, and who is committed to the custody of Dull, to be convey'd by him to the lodge in the park. This being the case, it is evident to demonstration, that-Fair weather after you -- must be spoken by Jaquenetta ; and then that Dull fays to her, come Jaquenetta, eway, as I have regulated the text.


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

Moth. What shall some see ?

Coft. Nay, nothing, master Moth, but what they look upon. It is not for.prisoners to be filent 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 with 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 falfhood, if I love. And how can that be true love, which is falfly 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 but-shaft is too hard for Hercules's club, and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier ; the first and second cause will not serve my turn; the Pasado he respects not, the Duello he regards not; his disgrace is to be called boy; but his glory is to subdue men. Adieu, valour; ruft, rapier ; be ftill, drum ; for your manager is in love ; yea, he loveth. Afift, me, fome extemporal god of rhime, for I am sure, I shall turn sonneteer. Devise wit, write pen, for I am for whole volumes in folio.


A C T II. SCENE, before the King of Navarre's Palace. Enter the Princess of France, Rosaline, Maria, Catha

rine, Boyet, Lords and other Attendants.


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Consider, whom the King your father ser.ds ; To whom he sends, and what's his embally,


Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem,
To parley with the sole inheritor
Of all persections that a man may owe,
Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less weight
Than Aquitain, a dowry for a queen.
But now as prodigal of all dear grace,
As nature was in making graces dear,
When she did ftarve the general world beside, (8)
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 bafe 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 thus your wit in praise of mine.
But now to talk the tasker ; good Boyet,
You are not ignorant, all-telling fame
Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow,
'Till painful ftudy shall out-wear three years,
No woman may approach his filent court;
Therefore to us feems it a needful course,
Before we enter his forbidden gates,
To know his pleasure : and in that behalf,
Bold of your worthiness, we fingle you
As our best moving fair folicitor.
Tell him, the daughrer of the King of France,
On serious business, craving quick dispatch,
Importunes personal conference with his Grace.
Hafte, fignify so much, while we attend,
Like humble-visag'd suitors, his high will.

Boyet. Proud of employment, willingly I go. [Exit Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours is 10 ; Who are the votaries, my loving Lords, That are vow-fellows with this virtuous King ?

Lord. Longaville is one.

(8) Wben fhe did ftarve the general world beside,] Catullus has 3 compliment, much of this cast, to his Lesbia in his 87th epigram :

que cum pulcherrima tota eft,
Tum omnibus una omnes furripuit Veneres.


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Prin. Know you the man ?

Mar. I knew him, madam, at a marriage feast,
Between Lord Perigort and the beauteous heir
Of Jaques Faulconbridge folemniz'd.
In Normandy saw I this Longaville,
A man of fovereign parts he is esteem'd;
Well fitted in the arts, glorious in arms,
Nothing becomes him ilī, that he would well.
The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss,
(If virtue's glofs will stain with any soil,)
Is a sharp wit, match'd with too blunt a will;

Whose edge hath pow'r to cut, whose will still wills i It should spare none, that come within his

power. Prin. Some merry-mocking Lord, belike; is’t fo ? Mar. They say so moft, that most his humours know.

Prin. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they grow. Who are the rest ?

Cath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd youth, Of all that virtue love, for virtue lov'd.

Moft power to do moft harm, leaft knowing ill; =;

For he hath wit to make an ill shape good,
And shape to win grace, tho' he had no wit.
I saw him at the Duke Alanson's once,
And much too little of that good I saw,
Is my report to his great worthiness.

Rofa. Another of these students at that time
Was there with him, as I have heard a truth;
Biron they call him; but a merrier man,
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 jeft ;
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 is 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.

Enter Boyet.
Prin. Now, what admittance, Lord ?

Boyet. Navarre had notice of your fair approach ;
And he and his competitors in oath
Were all addrest to meet you, gentle Lady,
Before I came: marry, thus much I've 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.

Enter the King, Longaville, Dumain, Biron, and

Attendants. King. Fair Princess, welcome to the Court of Na


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 wide fields, too base to be mine.

King. You shall be welcome, Madam, to my Court. Prin. I will be welcome then ; conduct me thither. 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 its will, and nothing elie, 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 fin to keep that oath, my Lord; And fin to break it. But pardon me, I am too fudden bold : To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me. Vouch safe to read the purpose of my coming, And suddenly refolve me in my suit.

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