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thine eyes,

Biron. True, true; we are four :

King. 'Twere good, yours did; for, Sir, to Will these turtles be gone?

tell you plain, King. Hence, Sirs; away.

I'll find a fairer face not wash'd to-day. Cost. Walk aside the true folk, and let the Biron. I'll prove her fair, or talk till dooms traitors stay. (Ereunt Cust. and Jaq.

day here. Biron. Sweet lords, sweet lovers, let us King. No devil will fright thee then so much embrace !

as she. As true we are, as flesh and blood can be: Dum. I never knew man hold vile stuff so The sea will ebb and flow, heaven show his face;

dear. Young blood will not obey an old decree: Long. Look, here's thy love: my foot anı We cannot cross the cause why we were born;

her face see.

[Showing his shoc Therefore, of all hands must we be forsworn. Biron. O, if the streets were paved with King. What, did these rent lines show some

(tread! love of thine ?

Her feet were much too dainty for such Biron. Did they, quoth you ? Who sees the Dum. () vile! then as she goes, what upward heavenly Rosaline,


head. That, like a rude and savage man of Inde,

The street should see as she walk'a over At the first opening of the gorgeous east, King. But what of this? Are we not all in Bows not his vassal head; and, strucken blind,

love? Kisses the base ground with obedient Biron. (, nothing so sure; and thereby all What peremptory eagle-sighted eye [breast?

forsworn. Dares look upon the heaven of her brow, King. Then leave this chat; and, good Birón. That is not blinded by her majesty?

now prove King. What zeal, what fury hath inspir'd Our loving lawful, and our faith not torn. thee now

Dum. Ay, marry, there ;-some flattery for My love, her mistress, is a gracious moon;

this evil. She, an attending star, scarce seen a light. Long. (), some authority how to proceed ; Biron. My eyes are then no eyes, nor I Birón: Some tricks, some quilleis,* how to cheat the O, but for my love, day would turn to night!

devil. Of all complexions the cullid sovereignty, Dum. Some salve for perjury.

Do meet, as at a fair, in her fair cheek; Biron. (), 'tis more than need ?Where several worthies make one dignity; Have at you then, affection's men at arms: Where nothing wants, that want itself doth Consider, what you tirst did swear unto ;seek.

To tast,- to study,-and to see no woman; Lend me the flourish of all gentle tongues,- Flat treason 'gainst the kingly state of youth.

Fie, painted rhetoric! O, she needs it'not: Say, can you fäst? your stomachs are too young; To things of sale a seller's praise belongs; And abstinence engenders maladies. She passes praise; then praise too short and where that you have vow'd to study, Jords, doth blot.

In that each of you hath forsworn his book : A wither'd hermit, five-score winters worn, Can you still dream, and pore, and thereon Might shake off fifty, looking in her eye:

Jook ? Beauty doth varnish age, as it' new-born, For when would you, my lord, or you, or you,

And gives the cruich the cradle's intancy. Have found the ground of study's excellence, O, 'tis the sun, that maketh all things shine! Without the beauty of a woman's face? King. By heaven, thy love is black as ebony. From women's eyes this doctrine I derive? Biron. Is ebony líke her? () wood divine ! They are the ground, the books, the academes, A wife of such wood were felicity.

From whence doth spring the true Promethean 0, who can give an oath? where is a book ? Why, nniversal plodding prisons up

That I may swear, beauty doth beauty lack, The nimble spirits in the arteries ;
If that she learn not of her eye to look: As motion, and long during action, tires

No face is fair, that is not full so black. The sinewy vigour of the traveller.
King. O paradox! Black is the badge of hell, Now, for not looking on a woman's face,
The hue of dungeons, and the scowl of You have in that forsworn the use of eyes;

And study too, the causer of your vow:
And beauty's crest becomes the heavens well. | For where is any author in the world,
Biron. Devils soonest tempt, resembling Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye?
spirits of lights.

Learning is but an adjunct to ourseli, O, if in black my lady's brows be deckt, And where we are, our learning likewise is.

Itmourns, that painting, and usurping hair, Then, when ourselves we see in ladies' eyes, Should ravish' doters with a false aspect; Do we not likewise see our learning there? And therefore is she born to make black | O, we have made a vow to study, lords; fair.

And in that vow we have forsworn our books; Her favour turns the fashion of the days; For when would you, my liege, or you, or you,

For native blood is counted painting now; In leaden contemplation, have found out And therefore red, that would avoid dispraise, Such fiery numbers, as the prompting eyes

Paints itself black, to imitate her brow. Of beauteous tutors have enrich'd you with? Dum. To look like her, are chimney-sweepers Other slow arts entirely keep the brain; black.

And therefore finding barren practisers, Long. And, since her time, are colliers count. Scarce show a harvest of their heavy toil : ed bright

But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, King. And Ethiops of their sweet complexion Lives not alone immured in the brain; crack.

But with the motion of all elements, Dum. Dark needs no candles now, for dark Courses as swift as thought in every power ; is light.

And gives to every power a double power, Biron. Your mistresses dare never come in Above their functions and their offices. rain,

(away: For fear their colours should be wasbd



It adds a precious seeing to the eye; | learned without opinion, and strange without
A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind; heresy. I did converse this quondam day with
A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound, a companion of the king's, who is intituled,
When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd; nominated, or called, Don Adriano de Armado.
Love's feeling is more soft, and sensible, Hol. Novi hominem tanquam te: His humour
Thun are the tender horns of cuckled spails; is lofty, his discourse peremptory, his tongue
Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in filed, his eye ambitious, his gait majestical,
For valour, is not love a Hercules,, (taste: and his general behaviour vain, ridiculous, and
Still climbing trees in the Hesperides? thrasonical.* He is too picked,t too spruce,
Subtle as sphinx; as sweet and musical, too affected, too odd, as it were, too perigrinate
As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair; as I may call it.
And, when love speaks, the voice of all the Nath. A most singular and choice epithet.

[Takes out his tahle-book. Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Hol. He draweth out the thread of his verNever durst poet touch a pen to write, bority finer than the staple of his argument. I Until bis ink were temper'd with love's sighs ; abhor such fanatical phantasms, such unsocia0, then his lines would ravish savage ears, ble and point-deviset companions; such rackers And plant in tyrants mild humility.

of orthography, as to speak, dout, fine, when From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: he should say, doubt; det, when he should They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; pronounce, debt; d, e, b, t; not d, e, t: he They are the books, the arts, the academes, clepeth a call, cauf; half, haut'; neighbour, That show, contain, and nourish all the world; vocatur, nebour, neigh, abbreviated, ne: This Else, none at all in anght proves excellent: is abhominable, (which he would call abomi. Then fools you were these women to forswear; nable,) it insinuateth me finsanie; Ne intelligis Or, keeping what is sworn, you will prove domine? to make frantic, lunatic. 100's.

Nath. Luis deo, bone intelligo.
For wisdom's sake, a word that all men love; Hol. Bone? -bone, for benè: Priscian a little
Or for love's sake, a word that loves all men; scratch'd; 'twill serve.
Or for men's sake, the authors of these women;
Or women's sake, by whom we men are men;

Let us once lose our oaths, to find ourselves, Nath. Videsne quis renit?
Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths :

Hol. Video, et guudeo.
It is religion to be thus forsworn:

Arm. Chirra!

[To Мотн. For charity itself fulfils the law;

Hol. Quure Chirra, not sirrah? And wbo can sever love from charity ?

Arm. Men of peace, well encounter'd. King. Saint Cupid, then ! and, soldiers, to Hol. Most military Sir, salutation. the field!

Moth. They have been at a great feast of Biron. Advance your standards, and upon languages, and stolen the scraps. them lords;

[To CostaRD aside. Pell-mell, down with them! but be first advis'd, Cost. (), they have lived long in the almslo conflict that you get the sun of them. basket of words! I marvel, thy master hath not Long. Now to plain-dealing ; lay these glozes eaten thee for a word; for thou art not so long by :

by the head as honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou Shall we resolve to woo these girls of France? art easier swallowed than a flap-dragon.g King. And win them too: therefore let us Moth. Peace; the peal begins. devise

Arm. Monsieur, [To Hol.) are you not letSome entertainment for them in their tents. ter'd ? Biron. First, from the park let us conduct Moth. Yes, yes; he teaches boys the hornthem thither;

book : Then, homeward, every man attach the hand What is a, b, spelt backward with a horn on Of his fair mistress : in the afternoon

his head? Wewill with some strange pastime solace them, Hol. Ba, pueritia, with a horn added. Such as the shortness of the time can shape; Moth. Ba, most silly sheep, with a horn :For revels, dances, masks, and merry hours. You hear bis learning. Fore-run fair Love, strewing her way with Hol. Quis, quis, thou consonant? flowers.

Moth. The third of the five vowels, if you King. Away, away! no time shall be omitted, repeat them ; or the fifth, if I. That will be time, and may by us be fitted. Hol. I will repeat them, a, e, i.Biron. Allons! Allons !-Sow'd cockle reap'd Moth. The sheep: the other two concludes it; no corn;

[sure: 0, u. And justice always whirls in equal mea- Arm. Now, by the salt wave of the Mediter. Light wenches may prove plagues to men for- raneum, a sweet touchill a quick venew of sworn;

wit: snip, snap, quick and home; it rejoiceth, If so, our copper buys no better treasure. my intellect ; true wit.

(Exeunt. Moth. Offer'd by a child to an old man ;

which is wit-old. ACT V.

Hol. What is the figure? what is the figure ? SCENE I.- Another part of the same.

Moth. Horns. Enter HOLOFERNES Sir NATHANIEL, and Dull. whip thy gig.

Hol. Thou disputest like an infant : go, Hol. Satis quod sufficit.

Moth. Lend me your horn to make one, and Nath. I praise God for you, Sir: your rea- I will whip about your ipfamy circùm circà ; kons* at dinner have been sharp and senten- A gig of a cuckold's horn! tious; pleasant without scurrility, witty with.

Cust. An I had but one penny in the world, out affection,t audacious without impudency, * Boastful. + Orer-dressed. | Finical exactness.

A small inflammable substance, swallowed ju a glass Discourses † Affectation.


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of wine.

thou shouldst bave it to buy gingerbread: audience hiss, you may cry: well done Her. hold, there is the very remuneration I had of cules! now thoú crushest ihe snake! that is the thy master, thou halt-penny purse of wit, thou way to make an offence gracious ; though few pigeon-egg of discretion. (), an the heavens have the grace to do it. were so pleased, that thou wert but my bas- Arm. For the rest of the worthies tard! what a joyful father wouldst thou make Hol. I will play three myselt, me! Go to; thou hast it ad dunghill, at the Moth. Thrice-worthy gentleman! fingers' ends, as they say.

Arm. Shall I tell you a thing? Hol. O, I smell false Latin; dunghill for Hol. We attend. unguem.

Arm. We will have, if this fadge* not, an Arm. Arts-man, præambula ; we will be antick. I beseech you, follow. singled from the barbarous. Do you not edu- Hol. Vin,t goodman Dull! thou hast spocate youth at the charge-house* on the top of ken no word all this while. the mountain ?

Dull. Nor understood none neither, Sir. Hol. Or, mons, the hill.

Hol. Allons ! we will employ thee. Arm. At your sweet pleasure, for the moun- Dull. I'll make one in a dance, or so; or I tain.

will play on the tabor to the worthies, and let Hol. I do, sans question.

them dance the hay. Arm. Sir, it is the king's most sweet pleas- Hol. Most dull, honest Dull, to our sport, ure and affection, to congratulate the princess away.

[Exeunt. at her pavilion, in the posteriors of this day; which ihe rude multitude call, the afternoon. SCENE II.-Another part of the same.- Before Hol. The posterior of the day, most gene

the Princess' Pavilion. rous Sir, is lịable, congruent, and measurable for the afternoon: the word is well culld, Enter the Princess, KATHARINE, ROSALINE, chose; sweet and apt, I do assure you, Sir, I

and MARIA. do assure.

Prin. Sweet hearts, we shall be rich ere we Arm. Sir, the king is a noble gentleman;

depart, and my familiar, I do assure you, very good If fairings come thus plentifully in : friend :-For what is inwardt between us, let A lady wall’d about with diamonds ! it pass :-I do beseech thee, remember thy Look you, what I have from the loving king: courtesy ;-I beseech thee, apparel thy head;

Ros. Madam, came nothing else along with -and among other importunate and most se

that? rious designs,- and of great import indeed, Prin. Nothing but this? yes, as much love too ;-but let that pass :—for I must tell thee,

in rhyme, it will please his grace (by the world) some As would be cramm'd up in a sheet of paper, time to lean upon my poor shoulder; and with Writ on both sides the leaf, margent and all; his royal finger, thus, dally with my excre- That he was fain to seal on Cupid's name. ment, with my mustachio: but sweet heart, Ros. That was the way to make his god-head let that pass. By the world, I recount no fa

wax; ble; some certain special honours it pleaseth For he hath been five thousand years a boy. his greatness to impart to Armado, a soldier, Kath. Ay, and a shrewd unhappy gallows too. a man of travel, that hath seen the world :

Ros. You'll ne'er be friends with him; he but let that pass.-The very all of all is,-but,

kill'd your sister. sweet heart, I do implore secrecy,—that the Kath. He made her melancholy, sad, and king would have me present the princess,

beavy; sweet chuck,ỹ with some delightful ostenta-And so she died : had she been light, like you, tion, or show, or pageant, or antick, or fire- Of such a merry, nimble, stirring spirit, work. Now, understanding tliat the curate She might have been a grandam ere she died: and your sweet self, are good at such erup. And so may you : for a light heart lives long, tions, and sudden breaking out of mirth, as Ros. What's your dark meaning, mouse, i it were, I have acquainted you withal, to the

of this light word ? end to crave your assistance.

Kath. A light condition in a beauty dark. Hol. Sir, you shall present before her the Ros. We need more light to find your meannine wortbies.-Sir Nathaniel, as concerning

ing out. some entertainment of time, some show in the Kath. You'll mar the light, by taking it in posterior of this day, to be rendered by our as

snuff ;Il sistance,--the king's command, and this most Therefore, I'll"darkly end the argument. gallant, illustrate, and learned gentleman,- Ros. Look, what you do, you do it still before the princess; I say, none so fit as to

i'the dark. present the nine worthies.

Kath. So do not you; for you are a light Nath. Where will you find men worthy

wench. enough to present them?

Ros. Indeed, I weigh not you; and there. Hol. Joshua, yourself; myself, or this gal

fore light. lant gentleman, Judas Maccabæus; this swain, Kath. You weigh me not-o, that's you because of his great limb or joint, shall pass

care not for me. Pompey the great; the page, Hercules.

Ros. Great reason; for, Past cure is s'ill Arm. Pardon, Sir, error: he is not quantity

past care. enough for that worthy's thumb: he is not so Prin. Well bandied both ; a set of wit well big as the end of his club.

play'd. Hol. Shall I have audience? he shall present But Rosaline, you have a favour too: Hercules in minority : his enter and erit sball Who sent it? and what is it? be strangling a snake; and I will have an

Ros. I would, yon knew : apology for that purpose.

An iť my face were but as fair as yours, Moik. An excellent device! so, if any of the My favour were as great; be witness this. Free-school.

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Nay, I have verses too, I thank Birón: [too, I thought to close mine eyes some half an hour:
The numbers true; and, were the numb'ring When, lo! to interrupt my purpos'd rest,
I were the fairest goddess on the ground Toward that shade I might behold address'd
I am compar'd to twenty thousand fairs. The king and his companions: warily
0, he hath drawn my picture in his letter! I stole into a neighbour thicket by,
Prin. Any thing like?

And overheard what you shall overhear;
Ros. Much, in the letters ; nothing in the That, by and by, disguis'd they will be here.

Their herald is a pretty knavish page,
Prin. Beauteous as ink; a good conclusion. That well by heari hath conu'd his embassage:
Kath. Fair as a text B in a copy-book. Action, and acceut, did they teach him there;
Ros. 'Ware pencils! How? let me not die Thus must thou speak, and thus thy body bear:
your debtor,

And ever and anon they made a doubt,
My red dominical, my golden letter:

Presence majestical would put him out:
0, that your face were not so full of O's! For, quoth the king, an ungel shalt thou see;
Kath. A pox of that jest! and beshrew all Yet fear not thou, but speak auduciously.
shrows !

The boy replied, An angel is not eril ;
Prin. Bnt what was sent to you from fair I should have fear'd her, had she been a devil.
Dumain ?

With that ali langu’d, and clapp'd him on the
Kath. Madam, this glove.

shoulder; Prin. Did he not send you twain ?

Making the bold wag by their praises bolder. Kath. Yes, madam; and moreover,

One rubb'd his elbow, thus; and fleer'd, and Some thousand verses of a faithful lover:

swore, A huge translation of hypocrisy.

A better speech was never spoke before : Vilely compil'd, profound simplicity.

Another, with his finger and his thumb, Mar. This, and these pearls, to me sent Lon-Cried, Viu! we will do't, come what will come : gaville ;

The third he caper'd, and cried, All goes well : The letter is too long by half a mile.

The fourth turn'd on the toe, and down he fell. Prin. I think no less : Dost thou not wish in With that, they all did tumble on the ground, hoart,

With such a zealous laughter, so profound,
The chain were longer, and the letter short ? That in this spleen ridiculous appears,
Mar. Ay, or I would these hands might never To check their folly, passion's solemo tears.

Prin. But what, but what, come they to visit
Prin. We are wise girls, to mock our lovers so.

us? Ros. They are worse fools to purchase mock- Boyet. They do, they do; and are apparel'd ing so.

thus,That same Birón I'll torture ere I go.

Like Muscovites, or Russians: as I guess, 0, that I knew he were but in by the week ! Their purpose is, to parle, to court, and dance: How I would make him fawn, and beg, and And every one his love-feat will advance seek ;

Unto his several mistress ; which they'll know And wait the season, and observe the times, By favours several, which they did bestow. And spend his prodigal wits in bootless rhymes; Prin. And will they so? the gallants shall And shape his service wholly to my behests;

be task'd :And make him proud to make me proud that For, ladies, we will every one be mask'd ; jests!

And not a man of them shall have the grace So portent-like would I o'ersway his state, Despite of suit, to see a lady's face.That he should be my fool, and I his fate. Hold, Rosaline, this favour thou shalt wear; Prin. None are so surely caught, when they And then the king will court thee for his dear; are catch'd,

Hold, take thou this, my sweet, and give me As wit turn'd fool: folly; in wisdom hatch'd,

thine; Hath wisdom's warrant, and the help of school; So shall Birón take me for Rosaline.And wit's own grace to grace a learned fool. And change you favours too; so shall your loves Ros. The blood of youth burns not with such Woo contrary, deceiv'd by these removes. excess,

Ros. Come on then; wear the favours most As gravity's revolt to wantonness.

in sight. Mar. Folly in fools bears not so strong a note, Kath. But, in this changing, what is your inAs foolery in the wise, when wit doth


tent? Since all the power thereof it doth apply, Prin. The effect of my intent is, to cross theirs: To prove, by wit, worth in simplicity. They do it but in inocking merriment;

And mock for mock is only my intent.
Enter Boyet.

Their several counsels they unbosom shall Prin. Here comes Boyet, and mirth is in To loves mistook; and so be mock'd withal, his face.

Upon the next occasion that we meet,
Boyet. 0, I am stabb’d with laughter! With visages display'd, to talk, and greet.
Where's her grace?

Ros. But shall we dance, if they desire us to't?
Prin. Thy news, Boyet?

Prin. No; to the death, we will not move a' Boyet. Prepare, madam, prepare!

foot: Arm, wenches, arm! encounters mounted are Nor to their penn'd speech render we no grace; Against your peace: Love doth approach dis- But, while 'tis spoke, each turn away her face. guis'd,

Boyet. Why, that contempt will kill the Armed in arguments; you'll be surpris’d:

speaker's heart,

; And quite divorce his memory from his part. Or hide your heads like cowards, and fy hence. Prin. Therefore I do it; and, I make no Prin. Saint Dennis to saint Cupid! What doubt,

The rest will ne'er come in, if he be out.
That charge their breath against us? say, scout, There's no such sport, as sport by sport o'er-

Boyet. Vider the cool shade of a sycamore, To make theirs ours, and ours pone but our own:

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So shall we stay, mocking intended game; King. Then, in our measure, do but vouchAnd they,well mock'd, depart away with shame.

safe one change: [Trumpets sound within. Thou bid'st me bey; this begging is not strange. Boyet. The trumpet sounds; be mask'd, the Ros. Play, music, then: nay, you must do it maskers cume. [The ladies musk.

[Music plags.

Not yet;-no dance:thus change I like the Enter the KING, BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DuMAIN, in Russian hubiis, and masked; Moth,

King. Will you not dance? How come you

thus estrang'd? Musicians, and Attendants.

Ros. You took the moon at full ; but now Moth. All hail, the richest beauties on the earth!

she's chang'd. Boyet. Beauties no richer than rich taffata. King. Yet still she is the moon, and I the man Moth. A holy purcel of the finirest dames,

The music plays; vouchsate some motion to it [The ladies iurn their backs to him. Ros. Our ears vouchsate it. That erer türn'd their-bucks-to mortal views! King. But your legs should do it. Biron. Their eyes, villain, their eyes.

Ros. Since you are strangers, and come here Moth. That erer turned their eyes to mortal

by chance, vieurs! Out

We'll not be nice: take hands;-We will not Boyet. True; out, indeed.

dance. Moth. Out of your furours, hearenly spirits,

King. Why take we hands then? Not to behold(rouchsafe Ros. Only to part friends :

[ends. Biron. Once to behold, rogue.

Court sy, sweet hearts; and so the measure Moth. Once to behold your sun-beamed eyes, King. More measure of this measure; be with your sun-beamed eyes

not nice. Boyet. They will not answer to that epithet;

Ros. We can afford no more at such a price. You were best call it, daughter beamed eyes. King. Prize you yourselves; What buys your Moth. They do not mark me, and that brings

company? me out.

Ros. Your absence only. Biron. Is this your perfectness? be gone, you

King. That can never be. rogue.

Ros. Then cannot we be bought: and so adien; Ros. What would these strangers ? know their Twice to your visor, and halt once to you! minds, Boyet:

King. If you deny to dance, let's hold more If they do speak our language, 'tis our will

chat. That some plain man recount their purposes : Ros. In private then. Know what they would.

king. I am best pleas'd with that. Boyet. What would you with the princess?

[They converse apart. Birun. Nothing but peace, and gentle visita. Biron. White handed mistress, one sweet tion.

word with thee. Ros. What would they, say they?

Prin. Honey, and milk, and sugar; there is Boyet. Nothing but peace, and gentle visita

three. tion.

Biron. Nay then, two treys, (and if you grow Ros. Why, that they have; and bid them so

so nice,)

Metheglin, wort, and malmsey:-Well run,dice! Boyet. She says, you have it, and you may There's halt a dozen sweets.

Prin. Seventh sweet, adieu ! King. Say to her, we have measur'd many Since you can cog, I'll play no more with you. miles,

Biron. One word in secret. To tread a measure with her on this grass.

Prin. Let it not be sweet. Boyet. They say, that they have measur'd Biron. Thou griev'st my gall. many a mile,

Prin. Gall? bitter.
To tread a measure with you on this grass. Biron. Therefore meet.
Ros. It is not so: ask them, how many inches

[They converse apart. Is in one mile: if they have measur'd many, Dum. Will you vouchsafe with me to change The measure then of one is easily told.

a word ? Boyet. If, to come hither you have measur'd Mar. Name it. miles,

Dum. Fair lady,
And many miles; the princess bids you tell, Mar. Say you so ? Fair lord, -
How many inches do fill up one mile.

Take that for your fair lady.
Biron. Tell her, we measure them by weary Dum. Please it you,

As much in private, and I'll bid adieu. Boyet. She hcars herself.

(They concerse apart. Ros. How many weary stops,

Kuth. What, was your visor made without a Or many weary niles you have o'ergone,

tongue ? Are number'd in the travel of one mile?

Long. I know the reason, lady, why you ask. Biron. We number nothing that we spend for Kath. (), for your reason! quickly,Sir; I long. (ur duty is so rich, so infinite,

(you ; Long. You have a double tongue within your That we may do it still without accompt.

mask, Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your face, And would afford my speechless visor half. That we, like savages, may worship it.

Kath. Veal, quoth the Dutchman ;-Is not Ros. My face is but a noon, and clouded too.

veal a calf ? Kiny. Blessed are clouds, tu du as such Long. A calf, fair lady? clouds do!

Kath. No, a fair lord calf. Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy stars, Long. Let's part the word. to shine

Kath. No, I'll not be your half: (Those clouds remov'd,) pon our wat'ry eyne. Take all, and wean it; it may prove an ax.

Ros. ( vain petitioner! beg a greater matter; T'lou now request'st but moonshincin the water.

Falsify dice, lye.

be gone.

be gone.

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