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Cost. Such is the simplicity of man to hearken Cost. If it were, I deny her virginity; I was taken after the flesh.

with a maid. King. (Reads.) Great deputy, the welkin's vice King. This maid will not serve your turn, sir. gerent, and sole dominator of Navarre, my soul's Cost. This maid will serve my turn, sir. earth's God, and body's fostering patron.

King. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence ; Cost. Not a word of Costard yet.

You shall fast a week with bran and water. King. So it is, –

Cost. I had rather pray a month with mutton and Cost. It may be so: but if he say it is so, he is, porridge. in telling true, but so, so.

K'ing. And Don Armado shall be your keeper. King. Peace.

-My lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er. Cost. -be to me, and every man that dares not And go we, lords, to put in practice that fight!

Which each to other hath so strongly sworn. King. No words.

(Exeunt King, LongAVILLE, and Domain. Cost, -of other men's secrets, I beseech you. Biron. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat,

King. So it is, besieged with sable-coloured melan These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn. choly, I did commend the black-oppressing humour to Sirrah, come on. the most wholesome physick of thy health-giving air ; Cosť. I suffer for the truth, sir: for true it is, I and, as I am a gentleman, belook myself to walk. was taken with Jaqueneita, and Jaquenetta is a true The time when ? About the sixth hour; when beasts girl; and therefore, Welcome the sour cup of prosmost graze, birds best peck, and men sit down to that perity! Affliction may one day smile again, and till nourishment which is called supper. So much for the then, Sit thee down, sorrow!

[Ereunt. time when : Now for the ground which; which, I

Armado's mean, I walked upon : it is ycleped thy park. Then SCENE II. Another part of the same. for the place where ; where, I mean, i dirl encounter

House. Enter ARMADO and Moth. that obscene and most preposterous event, that draweth Arm. Boy, what sign is it, when a man of great from my snow-white pen the ebon-coloured ink, which spirit grows melancholy? here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest : But Moth. A great sign, sir, that he will look sad. to the place where, -It standeth north-north-east and Arm. Why, sadness is one and the self-same by east from the west corner of thy curious-knotted thing, dear imp. garden. There did I see that low-spirited swain, Moth. No, no; O lord, sir, no. that base minnow of thy mirth, a

Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melan Cost. Me.

choly, my tender juvenal ? King.--that unletter'd small-knowing soul,

Moth. By a familiar demonstration of the work Cost. Me.

ing, my tongh senior. King.--that shallow vassal,

Arm. Why tough senior? why tough senior ? Cosť. Still me.

Moth. Why, tender juvenal ? why tender juvenal? King.- which, as I remember, hight Costard, Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent Cost. O me!

epitheton, appertaining to thy young days, which King.-sorted and consorted, contrary to thy esta we may nominate tender. blished proclaimed edict and continent canon, with Moth. And I, tough senior, as an appertinent titlo with,-0 withbut with this I passion to say where to your old time, which we may name tough. with,

Arm. Pretty, and apt. Cost. With a wench.

Moth. How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my King.—with a child of our grandmother Eve, a saying apt ? or I apt, and my saying pretty ? female;

or, for thy more sweet understanding, a wo Arm. Thou pretty, because liitle.

Him I (as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me Moth. Little pretty, because little : Wherefore on) have sent to thee, to receive the meed of punish- apt? ment, by thy sweet grace's officer, Antony Duh; a man Arm. And therefore apt, because quick. of good repute, carriage, bearing, and estimation. Moth Speak you this in my praise, master ?

Dull. Me, an't sball please you; I am Antony Arm. In thy condign praise. Dull.

Moth. I will praise an eel with the same praise. King.–For Jaquenetta, (so is the weaker vessel Arm. What? that an eel is ingenious ? called, which I apprehended with the aforesaid swain,) Moth. That an eel is quick. I keep her as a vessel of thy lau's fury; and shall, at Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answers : the least of thy sweel notice, bring her to trial. Thine, Thou heatest my blood. in all compliments of devoted and heart-burning heaí Moth. I am answered, sir. of duty.

Don ADRIANO DE ARMADO. Arm. I love not to be crossed. Biron. This is not so well as I looked for, but Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, crosses the best that ever I heard.

love not him.

(Aside. King. Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, Arm. I have promised to study three years with what say you to this?

the duke. Cost. Sir, I confess the wench.

Moth. You may do it in an hour, sir. King. Did you hear the proclamation.

Arm. Impossible. Cost. I do confess much of the hearing it, but Moth. How many is one thrice told ? little of the marking of it.

Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fitteth the spirit of King. It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, a tapster. to be taken with a wench.

Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester, sir. Cost. I was taken with none, sir ; I was taken Arm. I confess both; they are both the varnish with a damosel.

of a complete man. King. Well, it was proclaimed damosel.

Moth. Then I am sure, you know how much the Cost. This was no damosel neither, sir; she was gross sum of deuce-ace amounts to. a virgin.

Arm. It doth amount to one more than two. King. It is so varied too; for it was proclaimed, Moth. Which the base vulgar do call three. virgin.

Arm. True. 1 Ancient gardens abounded with knots or figures, of his son. It was then perhaps growing obsolete. It is which the lines intersected each other. In the old books now used only to signily young fiends; as the Devil of gardening are devices for them.

and his imps. 2 i. e. the contemptible little object that contributes to 4 i. e. youth. thy enteriainment,

5 By crosses he means money.

So in As You Liko 3 Imp literally means a graft, slip, scion, or sucker; It: the Clown says to Celia • if I should bear you, 1 and by metonymy is used for a child or boy. Crom. should bear no cross.' Many coins were anciently well, in his last letter to Henry VIII. prays for the imp marked with a Cross on one side.


Moth. Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? | Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, Now here is three studied, ere you'll thrice wink: that I may example my digression by some mighty and how easy it is to put years to the word three, precedent. Boy, I do love that country girl, that and study three years in two words, the dancing I look in the park with the rational hinde Costard horse' will tell you.

she deserves well. Arm. A most fine figure !

Moth. To be whipped ; and yet a better love Moth. To prove you a cypher, [Aside. than my master.

{Aside. Arm. I will hereupon confess, I am in love: and, Arm. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love. as it is base for a soldier to love, so am I in love Moth. And thai's great marvel, loving a light with a base wench. If drawing my sword against wench. the humour of affection would deliver me from the Arm. I say, sing: reprobate thought of it, I would take desire prisoner, Moth. Forbear till this company be past. and ransom him to any French courtier for a new devised courtesy. I think scorn to sigh; methinks,

Enter Dull, CoSTARD, and JAQUENETTA. I should out-swear Cupid. Comfort me, boy: What Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep great men have been in love?

Costard safe : and you must let him take no delighi, Moth. Hercules, master.

nor no penance; but a'must fast three days a-week: Arm. Most sweet Hercules !--More authority, For this damsel, I must keep her at the park; she dear boy, name more ; and, sweet my child, let is allowed for the day-woman.”. Fare you well. them be men of good repute and carriage.

Arm. I do betray myself with blushing.–Maide Moth. Samson, master : he was a man of good

Jaq. Man. carriage, great carriage! for he carried the town Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge. gales on his back, like a porter: and he was in love. Jaq. That's hereby.

Arm. O well-knit Samson! strong-jointed Sam Arm. I know where it is situate. son! I do excel thee in my rapier, as much as thou Jaq. Lord, how wise you are ! didst me in carrying gates. I am in love too, Arm. I will tell thee wonders. Who was Samson's love, my dear Moth ?

Jaq. With that face ?! Moth. A woman, master.

Arm. I love thee. Arm. Or what complexion ?

Jaq. So I heard you say. Moth. Of all the four, or the three, or the two ; Arm. And so farewell. or one of the four.

Jaq. Fair weather afier you! Arm. Tell me precisely of what coinplexion ? Dull. Come, Jaquenetla, away. Moth, or the sea-water green, sir.

(Ereun Dull and JAQUENETTA. Arm. Is that one of the four complexions ? Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences,

Moth. As I have read, sir ; and the best of them ere thou he pardoned, too.

Cost. Well, sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do Arm. Green, indeed, is the colour of lovers :: it on a full stomach. but to have a love of that colour, methinks, Sam Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punished. son had small reason for it. He, surely, affected Cost. I am more bound to you, than your fellows, ner for her wit.

for they are but lightly rewarded. Moth. It was so, sir ; for she had a green wit. Arm. Take away this villain; shut him up. Arm, My love is most immaculato white and red. Moth. Come, you transgressing slave; away.

Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, are Cost. Let me not be pent up, sir; I will fast, masked under such colours.

being loose. Arm. Define, define, well-educated infant. Moth. No, sir; that were fast and loose: thou

Moth. My father's wit, and my mother's tongue, shalt to prison. assist me!

Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of Arm. Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty, desolation that I have seen, some shall seem and pathetical !

Noth. What shall some see ? Moth. If she be made of white and red,

Cost. Nay, nothing, master Moth, but what they Her faults will ne'er be known;

look upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent For blushing cheeks by faults are brod, in their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing : And fears by pale white shown:

I thank God, I have as little patience as another Then, if she fear, or be to blame,

inan; and, therefore, I can be quiet. By this you shall not know;

[Ereunt Moth and COSTARD. For still her cheeks possess the same,

Arm. I do affectio the very ground, which is Which native she doth owe.'

base, where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of foot,' which is basest, doth tread. I shall be for. white and red.

sworn, (which is a great argument o falsehood,) if Arm. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and I love And how can that be true love, which is the Beggar ?"

falsely attempted ? Love is a familiar: love is a Moth. The world was very guilty of such a bal- devil: there is no evil angel but love. Yet Samlad some three ages since: but, I think, now 'tis not son was so tempted : and he had an excellent to be found; or, if it were, it would neither serve strength: yet was Solomon so seduced ; and he had for the writing, nor the tune.

a very good wit. Cupid's butt-shaft!ı' is too hard

for Hercules' club, and therefore too much odds for | This alludes to the celebrated bay horse Morocco, belonging to one Bankes, who exhibited his docile and 7 Tuberna Casearia is interpreted in the old Diction. sagacious animal through Europe. Many of his re- aries a day, house, where cinese is made. A markable pranks are mentioned by cotemporary wri. man is therefore a dairy.uoman. Johnson says day is ters, and he is alluded to by numbers besides Shak. an old word for milk. A dairy-maid is still called a dey, speare. The fate of man and horse is not known with or day in the northern parts of Scotland, certainty, but it has been asserted that they were both 8 Jaquenetta and Armado are at cross-purposes. burnt at Rome, as magicians, by order of the Pope. Herrhy is used by her, (as among the common people The best account of Bankes and his horse is to be found of some counties,) in the sense of as il may happen. in the notes to a French translation of apuleius's Gold. He takes it in the sense of just by. en Ass, by Jean de Montlyard, 1602.

9 This odd phrase was still in use in Fielding's time, ? The allusion probably is to the willow, the suppo who, puting it into the nouth of Beau Didapper, thinks sed ornament of unsuccessful lovers.

it necessary in apologize (in a uote) for its want of sense, 3 Or which she is naturally possessed.

by adding that it was taken verbatim from very polite 4 See Porcy's Reliques of Antient Poetry, fourth edi. conversation. tion, vol. I. p. 199.

5 Digression is here used for the act of going out of 11 A kind of arrou used for shooting at butts with the right way, transgression.

The butt was the place on which the mark to be shot at 6 Armado applies this epithet ironically to Costard. was placed.

10 Love.

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a Spaniard's rapier. The first and second cause | Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill; will not serve my turn;' the passado he respects For he hath wit to make an ill shape good, not, the duello he regards not: his disgrace is to And shape to win grace though he had no wit. be called boy; but his glory is to subdue men. I saw him at the duke Alencon's once : Adieu, valour! rust, rapier! be still, drum! for And much too little of that good I saw, your manager is in love; yea, he loveth. Assist Is my report, to his great worthiness. me, some extemporal god of rhyme, for,

am sure,

Ros. Another of these students at that time I shall turn sonneteer. Devise, wit; write, pen; Was there with him : if I have heard a truth, for I am for whole volumes in folio. (Exit. 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;
SCENE I. Another part of the same. A Pavilion The other turns to a mirti-moving jest ;

For every object that the one doth catch, and Tents at a distance. Enter the Princess of which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,) France, Rosaline, MARIA, KATHARINE, Bo- Delivers in such apt and gracious words, YET, Lords, and other Attendants.

That aged ears play truant at his tales, Boyet. Now, madam, summon up your dearest? And younger hearings are quite ravished : spirits :

So sweet and voluble is his discourse. Consider who the king your father sends ;

Prin. God bless my ladies: are they all in love To whom he sends; and what's his embassy : That every one her own hath garnish'd Yourself, held precious in the world's esteem; With such bedecking ornaments of praise ? To parley with the sole inheritor

Mar. Here comes Boyet. or all perfections that a man may owe,

Re-enter Boyet.
Matchless Navarre; the plea of no loss weight
Than Aquitain; a dowry for a queen.


Now, what admittance, lord ? Be now as prodigal of all dear grace,

Boyet. Navarre had notice of your fair approach ; As nature was in making graces dear,

And ho, and his competitors in oath,
When she did starve the general world beside, Were all address'ds io meet you, gentle lady,
And prodigally gave them all to you.

Before I came. Marry, thus much have I learnt, Prin. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though but He rather means to lodge you in the field mean,

(Like one that comes here to besiege his court,) Needs not the painted flourish of your praise; Than seck a dispensation for his oath, Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye, To let you enter his unpeopled house. Not uiter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues ; Here comes Navarre.

[The Ladies mask. I am less proud to hear you tell my worth,

Enter King, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN,,Biron, and T'han you much willing to be counted wise

In spending your wit in the praise of mine.
But now to iask the tasker, -Good Boyet,

king. Fair princess, welcome to the court of You are not ignorant, all-telling fame

Navarre. Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow, Prin. Fair, I give you back again : and, welcome Till painful study shall out-wear three years, I have not yet: the roof of this court is too high to No woman may approach his silent couri:

be yours; and welcome to the wild fields too basc Therefore to us seemeth it a needful course, to be mine. Before we enter his forbidden gates,

King. You shall be welcome, madam, to my court. To know his pleasure ; and in that behalf,

Prin. I will be welcome then; conduct me thither. Bold' of your worthiness, we single you

King. Hear me, dear lady; I have swom an oath. As our best moving fair solicitor :

Prin. Our lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn. Tell him the daughter of the king of France, King. Not for the world, fair madam, by my will, On serious business, craving quick despatch, Prin. Why, will shall break it; will, and nothing Importunes personal conference with his grace.

else. Haste, signify so much ; while we attend,

King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. Like humbly-visag'd suitors, his high will.

Prin. Where my lord so, his ignorance were wise Boyet

. Proud of employment, willingly I go. (Exit. Where' now his knowledge must prove ignorance. Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours is s0,- I hear your grace has sworn-ont house-keeping: Who are the votaries, my loving lords,

'Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord, That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke? And sin to break it: 1 Lord. Longaville is one.

But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold; Prin.

Know the man? To teach a teacher ill beseemneth me. Mar. I know him madam; at a marriage feast, Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming, Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir And suddenly resolve me in my suit. of Jaques Falconbridge, solemnized

[Gives a paper In Normandy, saw I this Longaville :

King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd;

Prin. You will the sooner, that I were away; Well fitted in the arts, glorious in arms :

For you'll prove perjur’d, if you make me stay. Nothing becomes him ill, that he would well. Biron. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once ? The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss

Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once ? (If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil,).

Biron. I know you did. Is a sharp wit match'd with too blunt a will; : Ros.

How needless was it then Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills To ask the question ! It should none spare that come within his power, Biron.

You must not be so quick. Prin. Some merry mocking lord, belike; is'ı so ? Ros. 'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such Mar. They say so most, that most his humours

questions: know.

Biron. Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill Prin. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they grow.

tire. Who are the rest ?

Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire. Kath. The young Dumain, a well accomplish'd Biron. What time o' day? youth,

Ros. The hour that fools should ask. Of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd ;

Biron. Now fair befall your mask! 1 See Notes on the last Act of As You Like It.

5 Confederates. 2 Best. 3 i. e. confident of il

6 Prepared. Well filled is well qualified.

7 Where is here used for thereas.




Ros. Fair fall the face it covers !

Biron. Will you prick’t with your eyo ? Biron. And send you many lovers!

Ros. No point, with my knife. Ros. Amen, so you be none.

Biron. Now, God save thy lifo ! Biron, Nay, then will I be gone.

Ros. And yours from long living! King. Madam, your father here doth intimate Biron. I cannot stay thanksgiving. [Retiring. The payment of a hundred thousand crowns ; Dum. Sir, I pray you, a word: What lady is that Being but the cne half of an en:ire sum, Disbursed by my facher in his wars.

Boyet. The heir of Alençon, Rosaline her name. But say, that he, or we (as neither have,)

Dum. A gallant lady! Monsieur, fare you well. Receiv'd that sum; yet there remains unpaid

[Exit. A hundred thousand more; in surety of the which, Long. I beseech you a word; What is she in the One part of Aquitain is bound to us,

white ? Although not valued to the money's worth.

Boyet. A woman sometimes, an you saw her in If then the king your father will restore

the light, But that one half which is unsatisfied,

Long. Perchance, light in the light: I desire her We will give up our right to Aquitain, And hold fair friendship with his majesty.

Boyet. She hath but one for herself; to desire But that, it seems, he little purposeth,

that, were a shame. For here he doth demand to have repaid

Long. Pray you, sir, whose daughter ?
A hundred thousand crowns; and not demands, Boyet. Her mother's, I have heard.
On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,

Long. God's blessing on your beard!
To have his title live in Aquitain;

Boyet. Good sir, be not offended :
Which we much rather had depart' withal, She is an heir of Falconbridge.
And have the money by our father lent,

Long. Nay, my choler is ended,
Than Aquitain so gelded? as it is.

She is a most sweet lady. Dear princess, were not his requests so far

Boyet. Not unlike, sir; that may be. From reason's yielding, your fair self should make

[Erit Loso. A yielding 'gainst some reason, in my breast, Biron. What's her name, in the cap? And well satisfied to France again,

Boyet. Katharine, by good hap. Prin. You do the king my father too much wrong, Biron. Is she wedded, or no ? And wrong the reputation of your name,

Boyet. To her will, sir, or so. In so unseeming to confess receipt

Biron. You are welcome, sir ; adieu ! Of that which hath so faithfully been paid.

Boyet. Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you. King. I do protest, I never heard of it;

[Erit Biron.-Ladies unmask. And, if you prove it, I'll repay it back,

Mar. That last is Biron, the merry mad-cap lord ; Or yield up Aquitain.

Not a word with him but a jest.
We arrest your word:-- Boyet.

And every jest but a word. Boyet, you can produce acquittances,

Prin. It was well done of you to take him at his For such a sun, from special officers

word. Of Charles his father.

Boyet. I was as willing to grapple, as he was to King. Satisfy me so.

board. · Boyet. So please your grace, the packet is not Mar. Two hot sheeps, marry! come,


And wherefore not ships? Where that and other specialties are bound; No sheep, sweet lamb, anless we feed on your lips. To-morrow you shall have a sight of them.

Mar. You sheep, and I pasture ; Shall that finish K'ing. It shall suflice me: ai which interview,

the jest ? An liberal reason I will yield unto.

Boyet. So you grant pasture for me. Mean time, receive such welcome at my hand,

[Offering to kiss her. As honour, without breach of honour, may


Not so, gentle beast; Make tender of to thy true worthiness :

My lips are no common, though several they be. You may not come, fair princess, in my gates; Boyet. Belonging to whom? But here without you shall be so receivä,


To my fortunes and mo. As you shall deem yourself lodgd in my heart, Prin. Good wits will be jangling; but, gentles, Though so denied fair harbour in my house. Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell : The civil war of wits were much better used To-morrow shall we visit you again,

On Navarre and his book-men; for here'tis abused. Prir. Sweet health and fair desires consort your Boyet. If my observation (which very seldom lies,) grace!

By the heart's still rhetorick, disclosed with eyes, King. Thy own wish wish I thee in every place! Deceive me not now. Navarre is infected.

[Ereunt King and his Train. Prin. With what? Biron. Lady, I will commend you to my own heart. Boyet. With that which we lovers entitle, affected.

Ros. 'Pray you, do my commendations; I would Prin. Your reason ? be glad to see it.

Boyet. Why, all his behaviours did make their Biron. I would, you heard it groan.

retire, Ros. Is the fool sick ?

To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire; Biron. Sick at heart,

His heart, like an agato, with your print impressed, Ros. Alack, let it blood.

Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed: Biron. Would that do it good?

His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see,' Ros. My Physick says, I."

Did stumble with haste in his eye-sight to be ;

All senses to that sense did make their repair, 1 To depart and to part were anciently synunymous. To feel only looking on fairest of fair ;

2 This phrase appears to us unseemly to a princess, but it was a common metaphorical expression then much used. Perhaps it was no more considered offensive than which besides its ordinary signification of separate, dis.' it would be now to talk of the castralions of Holinshed. tinci, signified also an enclosed pasture, as opposed to an It was not peculiar to Shakspeare.

open field or common. Bacon and others used it in this 3 The old spelling of the allirmative particle ay is here sense. retained for the sake of the rhyme.

6 So in Daniel's Complaint of Rosamond, 1594 : 4 Point, in French, is an adverb of negation, but, ir Sweet silent rhetoric of persuading eyes. properly spoken, is not sounded like the point of a knife. Dumb eloquence.' A quibble was however intended. Perhaps Sbakspear 7 Although the expression in the text is extremely was not well acquainted with the pronunciation of odd, yet the sense appears to be, that his tongue envied French.

the quickness of his eyes, and strove to be as rapid in its 6 A quibble is here intended upon the word sederal. I utterance, as they in their perception

I will prove:

my love,

Methough. all his senses were lock'd in his eye, and your love perhaps a hackney. But have you
As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy ; forgot your love?
Who tending their own worih, from where they Arm. Almost I had.
were glass'd

Molh. Negligent student ? learn her by heart.
Did point you to buy them along as you pass’d. Arm. By heart, and in heart, boy.
His face's own margent' did quote such amazes, Moth. And out of heart, master: all those three
That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with gazes ;
I'll give you Aquitain, and all that is his,

Arm. What wilt thou prove? An you give him for my sake but one loving kiss. Moth. A


if I live ; and this, by, in, and Prin. Come, to our pavilion : Boyet is dispos'd— Without, upon the instant : By heart you love her, Boyet. But to speak that in words, which his eye because your heart cannot come by her : in heari hath disclos'd :

you love her, because your heart is in love with her; I only have made a mouth of his eye,

and out of heart you love her, being out of heart that By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. you cannot enjoy her. Ros. Thou are an old love-monger, and speak'st Arm. I am all these three. skilfully.

Moth. And three times as much more, and yet Mar. He is Cupid's grandfather, and learns news nothing at all. of him.

Arm. Fetch hither the swain ; he must carry me Ros. Then was Venus like her mother; for her a letter. father is but grim.

Moth. A message well sympathised; a horse to Boyet. Do you hear, my mad wenches?

be an embassador for an ass! Mar. No.

Arm. Ha, ha! what sayest thou ? Boyet.

What then, do you see? Moth. Marry, sır, you must send the ass upon the Ros. Ay, our way to be gone.

horse, for he is very slow-gaited : But I go. Boyet.

You are too hard for me. Arm. The way is but short; away.


Moth. As swift as lead, sir,

Arm. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious ?
Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow?

Moth. Minime, honest master; or rather, mas.

ter, no. SCENE I. Another part of the same.

Enter Arm. I say, lead is slow
ARMADO and Moth.

Moth. You are too swift, o sir, to say so: Arm. Marble, child, make passionate my sense Is that lead slow which is fir'd from a gun ? of hearing,

Arm. Sweet smoke of rhetoric ! Moth. Concolinel2.

(Singing. He reputes me a cannon; and the bullet, that's he ;-Arm. Sweet air !-Go, tenderness of years ; take I shoot thee at the swain.

Moth, this key, give enlargement to the swain, bring him

Thump then, and I flec. festinately hither ; I must employ him in a letter to


Arm. A most acute juvenal: voluble and free of Moth. Master, will you win your love with a

grace! French brawl ?"

By thy favour, sweet welkin, I must sigh in thy face: Arm. How mean’st thou? brawling in French ? Most rude melancholy, valour gives thee place. Moth. No, my complete master : but to jig off a My herald is return'd. tune at the tongue's end, canarys to it with your feet,

Re-enter Moth and COSTARD. humour it with turning up your eye-lids; sigh a note, and sing a note; sometime through the throat, as if Moth. A wonder, master; here's a Costard! you swallowed love with singing love ; sometime

broken in a shin. through the nose, as if you snuffed up love by smell Arm. Some enigma, some riddle ;-come,--thy ing love; with your hat penthouselike o'er ihe shop l'envoy;12-begin. of your eyes; with your arms crossed on your thin Cost. No egma, no riddle, no l'envoy: no salve in belly-doublet, like a rabbit on a spit; or your hands the mail,'' sir : 0, sir, plantain, a plain plantain ; no in your pocket, like a man after the old painting ; Penvoy, no l'envoy, no salve, sir, but a plantain ! and keep not too long in one tune, but a snip and Arm. By virtue, thou enforcest laughter; thy away. These are complements, these are humours; silly thought, my, spleen; the heaving of my lungs these betray nice wenches that would be betrayed provokes me to ridiculous sıniling; 0, pardon me, without these ; and make them men of note, (do my stars ! Doth the inconsiderato take salve for you note, men ?') that most are affected to these.

l'envoy, and the word, l'envoy, for a salve ? Arm. How hast thou purchased this experience ?

Moth. Do the wise think them other? is not Moth. By my penny of observation.

l'envoy a salve ? Arm. But 0,-but 0,

Arm. No, page; it is an epilogue or discourse, Moth. -the hobby-horse is forgot.

to make plain Arm. Callest thou my love, hobby-horse ?'

Some obscuro precedence that hath tofore been sain. Moth. No, master; the hobby-horse is but a

a colt,

I will example it:

The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, 1 In Shakspeare's time, notes, quotations, &c. were Were still at odds, being but three, usually printed in the exterior margin of books. There's the moral: Now the l'envoy.

2 A song is apparently lost here. In old comedies the songs are frequently omitted. On this occasion the stage the sides of the horse. Latterly the was direction is generally Here they sing-or Cantun. frequently omitted, which appears to have occasioned a 3 i. e. hastily.

popular ballad, in which was this line, or burden 4 A kind of dance; spelt bransle by some authors: io Quick, ready. being the French name for the same dance.

11 i. e. a head; a name adopted from an apple shaped --5 Canary was the name of a sprightly dance, some like a man's head. It must have been a common sort times accompanied by the castaneis.

of apple, as it gave a name to the dealers in apples 3 i. e. accomplishments.

who were called costar-mongers. 7 One of the modern editors, with great plausibility, 12 An old French term for concluding verses, which proposes to read do you note me.

served either to convey the moral, or to address the 8 The allusion is probably to the old popular pamph- poem to some person. let, ' A Pennyworth of Wit.

13 A mail or male was a budget, wallet, or portman. 9 The Hobby-horse was a personage belonging to the teau. Costard, mistaking enigma, riddle, and l'enroy ancient Morris dance, when complete. It was the figure for names of salves, objects to the application of any of a horse fastened round the waist of a man, his own salve in the budget, and cries out for a plantain lear, legs going through the body of the horse, and enabling There is a quibble upon salve and salve, a word with him to walk, but concealed by a long footcloth: while which it was not unusual to conclude epistles, &c and false legs appeared where those of the man should be at which therefore was a kind of l'envoy.

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