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Arm. But 0,--but O
Il Cost. No egma, no riddle, no l'enroy; no salve Moth. --the hobby-horse is forgot'. '
Jin the male, sir: () sir, plantain, a plain planArm. Call'st thou my love, hobby-horse? I tain; no l'envoy, no l'entoy, or salve, sir, but a
Moth. No, master; the hobby-horse is but al plantain ! colt', and your love, perhaps, a hackney. But 51 Arm. By virtue, thou enforcest laughter; thy have you forgot your love?
silly thought, niy spleen; the heaving of my lungs Arm. Almost I had.
Iprovokes me to ridiculous smiling: 0, pardon Moth. Negligent student! learn her by heart. me, my stars! Doth the inconsiderate take salve Arm. By heart, and in heart, boy.
| \tor l'envoy, and the word l'entoy for a salve? Moth. And out of heart, master; all those three 10 Moth. Doth the wise think them other ? is not I will prove.
ll'entoy a salve? Arm. What wilt thou prove?
| Arm. No, page ; it is an epilogue or discourse, Moth. A man, if I live; and this, by, in, and
to make plain without, upon the instant: By heart you love her, Some obscure precedence that bath tofore been because your heart cannot come by her; in heart 15 I will example it: you love her, because your heart is in love with The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, her; and out of heart you love her, being out of Were still at odds, being but three. heart that you cannot enjoy her.
There's the moral: Now the lendo. arm. I am all these three.
| Moth.I will add the l'entoy; Say the inoral again. Moth. And three times as much more, and yet|20| Arm. The fox, the ape, and the hunble-bue, nothing at all.
Were still at odds, being but three: Arm. Fetch hither the swain ; he must carry Moth. Until the goose came out of door, mea letter.
Staying the odds by adding four. Moth. A message well sympathiz'd; a horse to Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow be embassador for an ass!
25 with my l'inroy. Arm. lla, ha; what sayest thou ?
The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, Moth. Marry, sir, you must send the ass upon Were still at odds, being but three: the horse, for he is very slow-gaited: But I go. Arm. L'ntil the goose came out of door, drm. The way is but short; away.
Staying the odds by adding four. Mloth. As swift as lead, sir.
30! Moth. A good l'entou, ending in the goose;Arm. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious ?
Would you desire more? Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow?
Cost. The bov hath sold him a bargain", a goose Moth. Minimè, honest master; or rather,
Sir, your penny-worth is good, an your goose be Arm. I say, lead is slow.
35 To sell a bargain well, is as cunning as fast and Moth. You are too swift, sir, to say so:
loose: Is that lead slow, which is tir'd from a gun? Let me see a fat l'encoy; ay, that's a fat goose,
Arm. Sweet smoke of rhetorick: The: 1 Arm. Come hither, come hither: How did He reputes me a cannon; and the bullet, that's this argument begin? I shoot thee at the swain.
40 Moch. By saying, that a Costard was broken Joth. Thump then, and I fee. •[Exit. in a shin: then call'd you for the l'entou. Arm. A most acute juvenal; voluble and freel Cost. True, and I for a plantain; thus came of grace;
[face : your argument in: By thy favour, sweet welkin', I must sigh in thy. Then the boy's fat l'ento), the goose that you Most rude melancholy, valour give thee place. 45
bought; My herald is return'd.
And he ended the market. Re-enter Moth and Costard. | Arm. But tell me; how was there a Costard' Moth. A wonder, master; here's a Costard" broken in a shin? broken in a shin.
U Moih. I will tell you sensibly. Arm. Some enigma, some riddle: come,-thy 50 Cost. Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth; I will l'envoy' ;-begin.
speak that i'entoy:
In the celebration of May-day, besides the sports now used of hanging a pole with garlands, and dancing round it, formerly a boy was dressed up representing maid Marian ; another like a friar; and another rode on a hobby-horse, with bells jingling, and painted streaniers. After the Reformation took place, and Precisians multiplied, these latter rites were looked upon to savour of paganism ; and then maiel Marian, the friar, and the poor hobby-borse, were turned out of the games. Some who were not so wisely precise, but regretted the disuse of the hobby-horse, no doubt, satirized this suspicion of idolatry, and archly wrote the epitaph above alluded to. Now Moth, hearing Armado aroai ridiculously, and cry out, But oh! but oh !- humourously pieces out his exclamation with the sequel of this epitaph. ? Meaning, a hot, mad-brain'd, unbroken young fellow; or sometimes an old fellow with juvenile desires. Welkin is the sky. -i. e. a head. The l'entou, which is a term borrowed from the old French poetry, appeared always at the head of a few concluding verses to each piece, and either served to convey the moral, or to address the poem to some particular person. To sell á
bargain here means to lead a person to say something, which being applied to himself makes him ap. - pear ridiculous, so Armado is supposed to call himself a goose. The head was anciently called the
costurd, as observed above.-A costurd likewise signified a crab-stick.
1, Costard, running out, that was safely within, il Cost. I will come to your worship to-morrow Fell over the threshold, and broke my shin. morning.
Arm. We will talk no more of this matter. | Biron. It must be done this afternoon. Hark,
Cost. O, marry me to one Frances;- sinell! And in her train there is a gentle lady; [name, some l'entoil, some goose, in this.
When tongues speak sweetly, then they name her Arm. By my sweet soul, I mean, setting thee And Rosaline they cail her: ask for her; at liberty, eníreedoming thy person; thou wert And to her sweet hand see thou do commend immur'd, restrained, captivated, bound. 101This seal'd-up counsel. There's thy guerdon; go. Cost. True, true; and now you will be my
(Gires him money. purgation, and let me loose.
| Cost. Guerdon,- sweet guerdono! better than Arm. I give thee thy liberty, set thee fi om dur- remuneration; eleven-pence farthing better:ance; and, in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing Most sweet guerdon! I will do it, sir, in print?. but this: Bear this signiticant to the country maid 15 –Guerdon-remuneration.
[Erit. Jaquenetta: there is remuneration; [Giring him | Biron. () !--And I, forsooth, in love! I, that money.] for the best ward of inine honour, in, re
have been love's whip; warding my dependants. Moth, follow. Erit. li very beadle to a humorous sigh;
Moth. Like the sequel, I. Signior Costarsi, A critic; nay, a night-watch constable : adieu.
[Erii.20 A domineering pedant o'er the boy, Cost. My sweet ounce of man's flesh! my in- Than whom no mortal so magnificent! [bov; cony Jew!
This wimpled', whining, purblind, wayward Now will I look to his remuneration. Remunera- This signior Junio's giant-dwait, Dan Cupid; tion! O, that's the Latin word for three far- Regent of love-rhimes, lord of folded arus, things: three farthings-remuneration.--llat's 25 The anointed sovereign of sighs and groans, the price of this inkle a penny:--No, I'll give Liege of all loiterers and malcontents, you a remunerution: why, it carries it.- Remune- Dread prince of plackets, king of codpieces, ration !-why, it is a fairer name than French Sole iniperator, and great general crown. I will never buy and sell out of this word. Of trotting paritors', -O my little heart !
30 And I to be a corporal of his field, Enter Biron.
And wcar bis colours like a tumbler's hoop'! Biron. O, my good knave, Costard! exceed- What? what? I love! I sue! I seek a wite! ingly well met.
A woman, that is like a German clock, Cost. Pray rou, sir, how much carnation rib- Stilla repairing; ever out of frame; bon may a man buy for a remuneration? . 35 And never going aright, being a watch, Biron. What is a remuneration ?
| But being watch'd that it may still go right? Cost. Marry, sir, half-penny farthing. | Nav, to be perjur'd, which is worst of all:
Biron. O, why then, three-farthing-worth of And, among three, to love the worst of all : silk.
A whitely wanton with a velvet brow, Cost. I thank your worship: God be with you. 40 With two pitch-balls stuck in her face for eves;
Biron, (), stay, slave; I must employ thee: 1 Ay, and by heaven, one that will do the deed, As thou wilt win my favour, good niy knave, Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard: Do one thing for me that I shall entreat.
And I to sigh for her! to watch for her! Cost. When wowd you hare it done, sir? To pray for her! Go to; it is a plague Biron. (), this afternoon.
45 That Cupid will impose for my neglect Cost. Well, I will do it, sir : Fare you well. Of his almighty dreadful little might. [groun: Biron. (), thou knowest not what it is.
Well, I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue, and Cost. I shall know, sir, when I have done it. Some men must love my lady, and some Joan. Biron. Why, villain, thou must know first.
* Incony, or kony, in the north, signifies fine, delicate-as a kony thing, a fine thing. ?i. e. reward. 3 i.e. with the utmost nicely. + The wimpk was a hood or veil which fell over the face. An apparitor, or paritor, is an oflicer of the bishop's court, who carries out citations for fornication and other matters cognizable in his court. "That is, hanging on one shoulder, and falling under the opposite arı.
Cost. Which is the greatest lady, the highest ? A Pavilion in the Park near the Palace. Prin. The thickest, and the tallest. [iruth. Enter the Princess, Rosaline, Maria, Katharine, Cost. The thickest and the tallest!'tis so; truth is Lords, Attendants, and a Forester.
in your waist, mistress, were as slender as mywit, Prin. WV AS that the king that spurr'd his horse 5 One of these maids' girdles for your waist should so hard
be fit. Against the steep uprising of the bill?
Are not you the chief woman? you are the thickBoret. I know not; but, I think, it was not he.
est here. Prin. Whoe'er he was, he shew'd a mounting | Prin. What's your will, sir ? what's your will? mind.
110 Cost. I have a letter from monsieur Biron, to Well, lords, to-day we shall have our dispatch;
one lady Rosaline. On Saturday we will return to France.
Prin. O, thy letter, thy letter; he's a good Then, forester, my friend, where is the bush,
friend of mine: That we must stand and play the murderer in? Stand aside, good bearer.- Boyet, you can carve;
For.Flere by, upon the edge of yonder coppice;/15 Break up this capon'.
Prin. I thank my beauty; I am fair that shoot, This letter is mistook, it importeth none here;
[car. Prin. What, what? first praise me, then again 20 Break the neck of the wax, and every one give say, no?
| Boyet.[Reads. 7 " By heaven,that thou art fair,is O short-liv'd pride! Not fair? alack for woe! ps most intallible; true, that thou art beauteous; For. Yes, madam, fair.
" truth itself, that thou art lovely: More fairer Prin. Nay, never paint me now;
f" than fair, beautiful than beauteous, truer than Where fair is vot, praise cannot mend the brow. 25“ truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical Here, good my glass, take this for telling true; "" vassal! The magnanimous and most illustrate?
[Giving him money. | king Copbetua set eve upon the pernicious and Fair payment for foul words is more than due. " indubitate beggar Zenelephon ; and he it was
For. Nothing but fair is that which you inherit. " that might rightly say, teni, ridi, vici; which
Prin. Seeiee, my beauty will be sav'd by merit. 30%" to anatomize in the vulgar, (O base and obscure O heresy in fair, sit for these days!
f“ vulgar) videlicet, hecame, saw, and overcame: A giving hand, though foul, shall have fair praise. 1|" He came, one; saw, two ; overcame, three. But come, the bow :--Now mercy goes to kill, " Who came? the king; Why did he come? to And shooting well is then accounted ill.
|“ see; Why did he see? to overcome; To whom Thus will I save my credit in the shoot: 35" came he? to the beggar; What saw he? the Not wounding, pity would not let me do't ; “ beggar; Whom overcamehe? the beggar: The If wounding, then it was to shew my skill,
“ conclusion is victory: On whoseside: the king's: That more tor praise, ihan purpose meant to kill. " the captive is enrich'd; On whose side? the And, out of question, so it is sometimes;
“ beggar's: The catastrophe is a nuptial; On Glory grows guilty of detested crimes ; [part, 40" whose side? the king's? - N0; on both in one, When, for fame's sake, for praise, an outward for one in both. I am the king; for so stands We bend to that the working of the heart : " the comparison: thou the beggar; for so witAs I, for praise alone, now seek to spill fill.
[ill. " nesseth thy lowliness.
“ exchange for rags ? robes; For tittles? titles; Only for praise sake, when they strive to be l " For th vselt? me. Thus, expecting thy reply, Lords o'er their lords?
sford “ I prophane my lips on thy foot, my eyes on thy Prin. Only for praise: and praise we may af- " picture, and my beart on thy every part. To any lady that subdues a lord.
501 “ Thine, in the dearest design of industry, Enter Costard.
" Don ADRIANO DE ARMADO.” Prin. Here comes a member of the common- Thus dost thou hear the Nenean lion roar wealth.
'Gainst thee, thou lamb,that standest as his prey; Cost. God dig-you-den all! Pray you, which is Subniis-ive fall his princely feat before, the head lady?
55And he from forage will incline to play: Prin. Thou shalt know her, fellow, by the rest! But if thou strive, poor soul, what art thou then? that have no heads.
I food for his rage, repasture for his den. 1 That is, Open this letter. Our roet uses this metaphor, as the French do their poulet, which signifies both a young fowl and a love-letter. ? Illustrate for illustrious.
Here, sweet, put up"Terit Princess attended:
Jah heavens, it is a most pamor shouting within
Prin. What plume of feathers is he, that in-1 | Cost. Indeed, a must shoot nearer, or he 'll dited this letter? [hear better?
ne'er hit the clout". What vane? what weather-cock? Did you ever Boyet. An if my hand be out, then, belike, Boyet. I am much deceived, but I remember
your hand is in.
(the pin. the stile.
[ere while.151 Cost. Then will she get the upshot by cleaving Prin. Else your memory is bad, going o'er lit Mar. Come, come, you talk greasily, your Boyet. This Armado is a Spaniard, that keeps
lips grow foul. here in court;
[sporu Cost. She's too hard for you at pricks, sir ;A phantasm, a Monarcho, and one that makes
challenge her to bowl. To the prince, and his book-mates.
Boyet. I fear too much rubbing: Good night, Prin. Thou, fellow, a word :
my good owl. [Ereunt all but Costard. Who gave thee this letter?
Cost. By my soul, a swain ! a most simple clown! Cost. I told you, my lord.
Lord, lord! how the ladies and I have put hiin Prin. To whom shouldst thou give it?
[gar wit ! Cost. From my lord to my lady.
1150' my troth, most sweet jests! most incony vulPrin. From which lord to which lady?
When it comes so smoothly off, so obscenely, as Cost. From mylord Biron,a good master of mine,
it were so fit, To a lady of France, that he called Rosaline. 1 Armatho o' the one side,-0, a most dainty man! Prin. Thou hast mistaken his letter. Come, To see him walk before a lady, and to bear hertan! lords, away.
1201To see him kiss his hand! and how most sweetly Here, sweet, put up this ; 'twill be thine another
a' will swear!day.
[Exit Princess attended. And his page o' t'other side, that handful of wit! Boyet. Who is the shooter? who is the shooter: Ah, heavens, it is a most pathetical nit! Ros. Shall I teach you to know?
Sola, sola! Boyet. Ay, my continent of beauty.
[Exit Costard. Ros. Why, she that bears the bow.
SCENE II. Finely put off!
[marry, Boyet. My lady goes to kill horns; but, if thou
Enter Dull, Holofernes', and Sir Nathaniel. Hang me by the neck, if horns that year miscarry. | Nath. Very reverend sport, truly; and done Fively put on!
130 in the testimony of a good conscience. Ros. 'Well then, I am the shooter.
| Hol. The deer was, as you know, sanguis, in Boyet. And who is your deer?
blood, ripe as a pomewater," who now hangeth Ros. If we chuse by horns, yourself; come not like a jewel in the ear of Cælo,--the sky, the welFinely put on, indeeri!
Ilkin, the heaven; and anon falleth like a crab, on Mar. You still wrangle with her, Boyet, and35 the face of Terra,—the soil, the land, the earth. she strikes at the brow.
| Nath. Truly, master Holofernes, the epithets Boyct. But she herself is bit lower: Have I hit
Jare sweetly varied, like a scholar at the least: But, her now?
sir, I assure ye, it was a buck of the first head. Ros. Shall I come upon thee with an old saying, Hol. Sir Nathaniel, haud credo. that was a man when king Pepin of France was a 401 Dull. 'Twas not a haud credo, 'twas a pricket. little bov, as touching the hit it?
| Hol. Most barbarous intimation! yet a kind of Boyet. So I may answer thee with one as old, linsinuation, as it were, in via, in way, of explithat was a woman when queen Guinever of Bri- cation; facere, as it were, replication; or, rather tain was a little wench, as touching the hit it. I ostentare, to shew, as it were, his inclination-afRos. Thou canst not hit it, hit it, hit it, [Singing. 45 ter his undressed, unpolished, uneducated, un
Thou canst not hit it, my good nun. I pruned, untrained, or rather unletter'd, or raBoyet. An I cannot, cannot, cunnot,
liherest, unconfirmed fashion,-to insert again my An I cannot, another cun. [Ex. Ros. & Kut. haud credo for a deer. Cost. By my troth, most pleasant' how both | Dull. I said, the deer was not a haud credo; , did fit it!
150 'twas a pricket'. Alar. A mark marvellous well shot; for the Hol. Twice sod simplicity, bis coctus !–0 thou both did hit it.
monster ignorance, how deformed dost thou look! Boyet. A nark! O, mark but that mark; A Vuth. Sir, he hath never fed on the dainties mark, says my lady!
(may be. Ithat are bred in a book; he hath not eat paper, Let the mark have a prick in't, to mete at, if it 55 as it were; he hath not drunk ink: his intellect Diar. Wide o' the bow hand! [ faith, you is not replenished; he is only an aniinal, only hand is out.
I sensible in the duller parts:
* A pun upon the word stile. ? i. e, a little while ago. 3 Shooter here means suitor. 4i.e, the white mark at which archers took their aim. The pin was the wooden nail which upheld it. Dr. Warburton says, that by Holofernes was designed a particular character, a pedant and a schoolmaster of our author's time, one John Florio, a teacher of the Italian tongue in London. • A species of apple. A buck is the first year, a furon; the second year, a pricket; the third year, a sorell; the Jourih rear, 3 soure; the Jithe year, a buck of the first head; the sixth year, a compleat buck.
And such barren plants are set before us, that wel the gist is good in those in whom it is acute, and thankful should be
I am thankful for it. (Which we of taste and fceling are) for those parts! Naith. Sir, I praise the Lord for you; and so
that do fructify in us more than he. may my parishioners; for their sons are well tuFor as it would ill becoine me to be vain, indis- 5 tor'd by you, and their daughters profit very creet, or a fool,
[in a school: Igreatly under you: you are a good member of So were there a patch' set on learning, to see him the commonwealth." But;,omne bene,say 1 ; being of an old father's mind, | Hol. Michercle, if their sons be ingenious, they Alany cun brook'the weather, that love not the shall want no instruction: if their daughters be wind.
110 capable, I will put it to them: But, rir sapit, qui Dull. You two are book-men; Can you tell pauca loquitur: a sou feminine saluteth us. by your wit,
Entor Jaque netta, and Costard. What was a month old at Cain's birth, that's not! Jaq. God give you good-morrow, master parfive weeks old as yet?
| son. Hol. Dictynna, goodman Dull; Dictynua, 15 Hol. Master parson,-quasi person. And if good man Dull.
Jone should be pierc'd, which is the one? Dull. What is Dictynna ?
| Cost. Marry, master school-master, he that is Nath. A title to Phabe, to Luna, to the moon. likest to a hogshead, Hol. The moon was a month old, when Adam | Hol. Of piercing a hogshead! a good lustre of was no more;
five-score. 20 conceit in a turf of earth; fire enough for a flint, And raught not to five weeks, when he came to pearl enough for a swine : 'tis pretty; it is well. The allusion holds in the exchange'.
jag. Good master parson, be so good as read me Dull. 'Tis true, indeed; the collusion holds in this letter: it was given me by Costard, and sent the exchange.
me from Don Armatho: I beseech you, read it. Hol. God comfort thy capacity! I say the al-25 Hol. Fuuste, precor gelida quando pecus omne lusion holds in the exchange.
sub umbru Dull. And I say the pollusion holds in the ex- Ruminat, -and so forth. Ah, good old Mantuan'! change; for the moon is never but a month old: I may speak of thee as the traveller doth of Veand I say beside, that 'twas a pricket that the
(nice; princess kill'd.
Chi non te ride, ei non te pregia'. Hol. Sir Nathaniel, will you hear an extempo- Old Mantuan ! old Mantuan! Who understandeth ral epitaph on the death of the deer? and, to hu- thee not, loves thee not,-Ut, re, sol, la, mi, fu.mour the ignorant, I have callid the deer the Under pardon, sir, what are the contents? or, raprincess kill'd, a pricket.
ther as Horace says in his— What, may soul, verses? Nath. Perge, good master Holofernes, pergc; 35 Nath. Ay, sir, and very learned. so it shall please you to abrogate scurrility. | Hol. Let me hear a staff, a stanza, a verse;
Hol. I will something aitect the letter; for it Lege, domine. argues facility:
Nath. “ If love make me forsworn, how sliall I The praiseful princess piered and prick'd al “swear to love? pretty pleasing pricket ;
401“ Ah, never faith could hold, if not to beauty Some say, a soare; but not a sore,'till now model " Though to myself forsworn, to thee I'll faithsore with shooting: [from thicket;
“ ful prove; The dogs did yell; put L to sore, then sorel jumps « Those thoughts to me were oaks, to thee Or pricket, sore, or else sorel, the people fall
“like osiers bowed. a hooting
[O sore L* : 45" Study his bias leaves, and makes his book thire If sore be sore, then I to sore makes rifiy sores;
[comprehend: Of one sore I an hundred make, by adding buil “Where all those pleasures live, that art would Nath. A rare talent.
[one more L. “ If knowledge be the mark, to hnow thee shall Dull. If a talent be a claw, look how he claws
[commend : him with a talent.
501" Well learned is that tongue, that well can thee Hol. This is a gift that I have, simple, simple; “ All ignorant that soul, that sees thee without a foolish extravagant spirit, full of forms, figures,
[admire) shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions, (“ Which is to me some praise, that Iihy parts revolutions: these are begot in the ventricle of | Thy eye Jove's lightning bears, thy voice his memory, nourishedin the womb of pia mater, and/55
(sweet fire. delivered upon the mellowing of occasion: But “Which, not to anger bent, is musick, and
'Patch here means a silly, foolish, fellow. The term is supposed to have been adopted from a celebrated fool named Putch, and who wearing, perhaps in allusion to his name, a party-colourd dress, all stage fools have ever since been distinguish'd by a motley coat. 2i. e. reach'd not. ? i. e. the riddle is as good when I use the name of Adam, as when you use the name of Cain. Alluding to L being the numeral for 50. 5 Baptista Spagnolus (surnamed Mantuanus, from the place of bis birth) was a writer of poems, who flourished towards the latter end of the 15th century." His Eclogues were translated before the time of Shakspeare. • That is, “O Venice, Venice, he who has ner ver seen thee, bas thee not in esteem."