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FERDINAND, King of Navarrc.
Moth, page to Armado.
PRINCESS OF FRANCE.
Ladies, attending on the Princess.
JAQUENETTA, a country wench.
Officers and others, Attendants on the King and CostaRD, a clown.
CENE I. – Navarre. A Park, with a Palace in it. | To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die;
With all these living in philosophy.
Biron. I can but say their protestation over, DUMAIN.
So much, dear liege, I have already sworn, King. Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives, That is, To live and study here three years. Live register'd upon our brazen tombs,
But there are other strict observances : And then grace us in the disgrace of death ; As, not to see a woman in that term; hen, spite of cormorant devouring time,
Which, I hope well, is not enrolled there : The endeavour of this present breath may buy And, one day in a week to touch no food; That honour, which shall bate his scythe's keen edge, And but one meal on every day beside ; And make us heirs of all eternity.
The which, I hope, is not enrolled there : Therefore, brave conquerors ! - for so you are, And then, to sleep but three hours in the night, That war against your own affections,
And not be seen to wink of all the day ; And the huge army of the world's desires, – (When I was wont to think no harm all night, Our late edíct shall strongly stand in force : And make a dark night too of half the day ;) Navarre shall be the wonder of the world ;
Which, I hope well, is not enrolled there : Our court shall be a little Academe,
0, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep ; Still and contemplative in living art.
Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep. You three, Birón, Dumain, and Longaville,
King. Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these. Have sworn for three years' term to live with me, Biron. Let me say no, my liege, an if you please ; My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes, I only swore, to study with your grace, That are recorded in this schedule here:
And stay here in your court for three years' space. Your oaths are past, and now subscribe your names; Long. You swore to that, Birón, and to the rest. That his own hand may strike his honour down, Biron. By yea and nay, sir, then I swore in jest. That violates the smallest branch herein :
What is the end of study ? let me know. If you are arm'd to do, as sworn to do,
King. Why, that to know, which else we should Subscribe to your deep oath, and keep it too.
not know. Long. I am resolv'd: 'tis but a three years' fast ; Biron. Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from The mind shall banquet, though the body pine :
common sense? Fat paunches have lean pates; and dainty bits King. Ay, that is study's god-like recompense. Make rich the ribs, but bank'rout quite the wits. Biron. Come on then, I will swear to study so,
Dum. My loving lord, Dumain is mortified; To know the thing I am forbid to know :
Or, study where to nieet some' mistress fine,
Biron. Let's see the penalty.
Wio devis'd this Study to break it, and not break my troth.
Long. Marry, that did I. If study's gain be thus, and this be so,
Biron. Sweet lord, and why? Study knows that, which yet it doth not know : Long. To fright them hence with that dreaa Swear me to this, and I will ne'er say, no.
penalty. king. These be the stops that hinder study quite, Biron. A dangerous law against gentility. And train our intellects to vain delight.
[Reads.] Item, If any man be seen to talk with a Biron. Why, all delights are vain; but that most woman within the term of three years, he shall endure vain,
such publick shame as the rest of the court can possibly Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain : devise. As, painfully to pore upon a book,
This article, my liege, yourself must break; To seek the ligh! ut truth ; while truth the while For well you know, here comes in embassy Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look : The French King's daughter, with yourself to Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile :
speak, So, ere you find where light in darkness lies,
A maid of grace, and complete majesty, -
To her decrepit, sick, and bed-rid father:
Therefore this article is made in vain, Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed,
Or vainly comes the admired princess hither. And give him light that was it blinded by.
King. What say you, lords ? why, this was quite Study is like the heaven's glorious sun,
forgot. That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks; Biron. So study evermore is over-shot ; Sinall have continual plodders ever won,
While it doth study to have what it would, Save base authority from others' books.
It doth forget to do the thing it should : These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights,
And when it hath the thing it hunteth most, That give a name to every fixed star,
'Tis won, as towns with fire; so won, so lost. Have no more profit of their shining nights,
King. We must, of force, dispense with this de. Than those that walk, and wot not what they are.
cree; Too much to know, is, to know nought but fame; She must lie here on mere necessity. And every godfather can give a name.
Biron. Necessity will make us all forsworn k’ing. How well he's read, to reason against Three thousand times within this three years reading!
space : Dum. Proceeded weil, to stop all good pro- | For every man with his affects is born ; ceeding!
Not by might master'd, but by special grace : Long. He weeds the corn, and still lets grow the If I break faith, this word shall speak for me, weeding.
I am forsworn on mere necessity. Biron. The spring is near, when green geese are So to the laws at large I write my name : a breeding.
(Subscribes Dum. How follows that?
And he, that breaks them in the least degree, Biron.
Fit in his place and time. Stands in attainder of eternal shame : Dum. In reason nothing.
Suggestions are to others, as to me; Biron.
Something then in rhyme. But, I believe, although I seem so loth ; Long. Birón is like an envious sneaping frost, I am the last that will last keep his oath.
That bites the first-born infants of the spring. But is there no quick recreation granted ? Biron. Well, say I am ; why should proud sum- King. Ay, that there is : our court, you know, i mer boast,
haunted Before the birds have any cause to sing ?
With a refined traveller of Spain ; Why should I joy in an abortive birth ?
A man in all the world's new fashion planted, At Christmas I no more desire a rose,
That hath a mint of phrases in his brain : Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows; One, whom the musick of his own vain tongue But like of each thing, that in season grows.
Doth ravish, like enchanting harmony; So you, to study now it is too late,
A man of complements, whom right and wrong Climb o'er the house to unlock the little gate.
Have chose as umpire of their mutiny: fing. Well, sit you out: gr. nome, Birón; adieu ! This child of fancy, that Armado hight, Biron. No, my good lord; I have sworn to stay For interim to our studies, shall relate,
In high-born words, the worth of many a knight And, though I have for barbarism spoke more,
From tawny Spain, lost in the world's debate. Than for that angel knowledge you can say, How you delight, my lords, I know not, I ; Yet confident I'll keep what I have swore,
But, I protest, I love to hear him lie, And bide the penance of each three year's day. And I will use him for my minstrelsy. Give me the paper, let me read the same;
Biron. Armado is a inost illustrious wight, And to the strict'st decrees I'll write my name. A man of fire-new words, fashion's own knight. King. How well this yielding rescues thee Long. Costard the swain, and he, shall be our sport, from shame!
And, so to study, three years is but short. Biron. [Reads.] Item, That no woman shall come within a mile of my cmirt. —
Enter Dull, with a letter, and CostaRD. And hath this beer proclaim'd"
Dull. Which is the duke's own person ? Long
Four days ago
Biron. This, fellow; What would'st?
Dull. I myself reprehend his own person, for I King. - sorted and consorted, contrary to thy am his grace's tharborough: but I would see liis established proclaimed edict and continent canon, own person in flesh and blood.
with Pith, ( with - but with this I passion to Biron. This is he.
say wherewith, Dull. Signior Arme
Arme - commends you. Cost. With a wench. There's villainy abroad; this better will tell you more. K’ing. - with a child of our grandmother Eve, a
Cost. Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching me. female ; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woKing. A letter from the magnificent Armado. man. Him I (as my ever esteemed duty pricks me on)
Biron. How low soever the matter, I hope in God have sent to thee, to receive the meed of punishment, by for high words.
thy sweet grace's officer, Antony Dull; a man of good Long. A high hope for a low having: God grant repute, carriage, bearing, and estimation. us patience !
Dull. Me, an't shall please you ; I am Antony Dull. Biron. To hear? or forbear hearing ?
King. For Jaquenetta, (so is the weaker vessel Long. To hear meekly, sir, and to laugh mode- called, which I apprehended with the aforesaid swain,) rately, or to forbear both.
I keep her as a vessel of thy law's fury; and shall, at Biron. Well, sir, be it as the style shall give us the least of thy sweet notice, bring her to trial. Thine, cause to climb in the merriness..
in all compliments of devoted and heart-burning heat Cost. The matter is to me, sir, as concerning of duty,
Don ADRIANO DE ARMADO. Jaquenetta. The manner of it is, I was taken with the manner.
Biron. This is not so well as I looked for, but the Biron. In what manner ?
best that ever I heard. Cost. In manner and forin following, sir; all K'ing. Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, those three : I was seen with her in the manor house, what say you to this ? sitting with her upon the form, and taken following Cost. Sir, I confess the wench. her into the park; which, put together, is in manner K’ing. Did you hear the proclamation ? and form following. Now, sir, for the manner, Cost. I do confess much of the hearing it, but it is the manner of a man to speak to a woman : for little of the marking of it. the form, - in some form.
King. It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, Biron. For the following, sir?
to be taken with a wench. Cost. As it shall follow in my correction ; And Cost. I was taken with none, sir; I was taken God defend the right!
with a damosel. King. Will you hear this letter with attention ?
King. Well, it was proclaimed damosel. Biron. As we would hear an oracle.
Cost. This was no damosel neither, sir; she was Cost. Such is the simplicity of man to hearken a virgin. after the flesh.
King. It is so varied too; for it was proclaimed King. Reads.] Great deputy, the welkin's vice- virgin. gerent, and sole dominator of Navarre, my soul's Cost. If it were, I deny her virginity; I was earth's God, and body's fostering patron,
taken with a maid. Cost. Not a word of Costard yet.
King. This maid will not serve your turn, sir. l'ing. So it is,
Cost. This maid will serve my turn, sir. Cost. It may be so: but if he say it is so, he is, King. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence; You in telling true, but so, so.
shall fast a week with bran and water. King. Peace.
Cost. I had rather pray a month with mutton and Cost. — be to me, and every man that dares not fight! porridge. King. No words.
King. And Don Armado shall be your keeper. Cost.
- of other men's secrets, I beseech you. My lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er. King. So it is, besieged with sable-coloured melan- | And go we, lords, to put in practice, that choly, I did commend the black-oppressing humour to Which cach to other hath so strongly sworn. the most wholesome physick of thy health-giving air ;
[Ereunt KING, LONGAVILLE, and Dumain. and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to walk. Biron. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat, The time when? About the sixth hour; when beasts These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn. most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down to that Sirrah, come on. nourishment which is called supper. So much for the Cost. I suffer for the truth, sir : for true it is, I time when : Now for the ground which; which, I was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true mean, I walked upon : it is ycleped thy park. Then girl; and therefore, Welcome the sour cup of prosfor the place where ; where, I mean, I did encounter perity! Affliction may one day smile again, and till that obscene and most preposterous event, that draweth then, Sit thee down, sorrow!
[Ereunt. from my snow-white pen the ebon-coloured ink, which here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest : But SCENE II. Another part of the same. Armado's to the pluce, where, - It standeth north-north-east and
House. by east from the west corner of thy curious-knotted
Enter ARMADO and Moth. garden. There did I see that low-spirited swain, that base minnow of thy mirth,
Arm. Boy, what sign is it, when a man of great Cost. Me.
spirit grows melancholy? King. that unletter'd small-knowing soul,
Moth. A great sign, sir, that he will look sad. Cost. Me.
Arm. Why, sadness is one and the self-same King. - that shallow rassal,
thing, dear imp. Cost. Still me.
Moth. No, no; O lord, sir, no. King which as I remember, hight Costard, Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melanCost. (me!
choly, my tender juvenal ?
Moth. By a farniliar demonstration of the work- Arm. Of what complexion ? ing, my tough senior.
Moth. Of all the four, or the three, or the two; Arm. Why tough senior? why tough senior? or one of the four. Jíoth. Why tender juvenal ? why tender juvenal ? Arm. Tell me precisely of what complexion ? Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent
Moth. Of the sea-water green, sir. epitheton, appertaining to thy young days, which Arm. Is that one of the four complexions? we may nominate tender.
Moth. As I have read, sir : and the best of them too. Moth. And I, tough senior, as an appertinent Arm. Green, indeed, is the colour of lovers; but title to your old time, which we may name tough. to have a love of that colour, methinks, Sampson Arm. Pretty, and apt.
had small reason for it. He, surely, affected her for Moth. How mean you, sir; I pretty, and my her wit. saying apt ? or I apt, and my saying pretty ?
Moth. It was so, sir ; for she had a green wit. Arm. Thou prelty, because little.
Arm. My love is most immaculate white and red. Moth. Little pretty, because little : Wherefore apt? Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, are Arm. And therefore apt, because quick.
masked under such colours. Moth. Speak you this in my praise, master ? Arm. Define, define, well-educated infant. Arm. In thy condign praise.
Moth. My father's wit, and my mother's tongue, Moth. I will praise an eel with the same praise.
assist me. Arm. What ? that an eel is ingenious ?
Arm. Sweet invocation of a child ; most pretty, Moth. That an eel is quick.
and pathetical ! Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answers : Thou Moth. If she be made of white and red, heatest my blood.
Her faults will ne'er be known; Moth. I am answered, sir.
For blushing cheeks by faults are bred, Arm. I love not to be crossed.
And fears by pale-white shown: Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, crosses love Then, if she fear, or be to blame, not him.
[Aside. By this you shall not know; Arm. I have promised to study three years with
For still her cheeks possess the same, the duke.
Which native she doth owe. Moth. You may do it in an hour, sir.
A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of Arm. Impossible.
white and red. Moth. How many is one thrice told ?
Arm. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fitteth the spirit and the Beggar. of a tapster.
Moth. The world was very guilty of such a ballad Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester, sir. some three ages since: but, I think, now 'tis not
Arm. I confess both ; they are both the varnish to be found; or, if it were, it would neither serve of a complete man.
for the writing, nor the tune. Moth. Then, I am sure, you know how much Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, the gross sum of deuce-ace amounts to.
that I may example my digression by some mighty Arm. It doth amount to one more than two. precedent. Boy, I do love that country girl, that Moth. Which the base vulgar do call, three. I took in the park with the rational hind Costard; Arm. True.
she deserves well. Moth. Why, sır, is this such a piece of study? Moth. To be whipped ; and yet a better love than Now here is three studied, ere you'll thrice wink:
[ Aside. and how easy it is to put years to the word three, Arm. Sing, boy; my spirit grows heavy in love. and study three years in two words, the dancing Moth. And that's great marvel,loving alight wench. horse will tell you.
Arm. I say, sing: Arm. A most fine figure !
Moth. Forbear till this company be past. Moth. To prove you a cipher.
[Aside. Arm. I will hereupon confess, I am in love: and,
Enter Dull, COSTARD, and JAQUENETTA. as it is base for a soldier to love, so am I in love Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you keep with a base wench. If drawing my sword against Costard safe: and you must let him take no delight, the humour of affection would deliver me from the nor no penance; but a' must fast three days a-week reprobate thought of it, I would take desire prisoner, For this damsel, I must keep her at the park; she and ransom him to any French courtier for a new is allowed for the day-woman. Fare you well. devised courtesy. I think scorn to sigh; methinks, Arm. I do betray myself with blushing. — Maid I should out-swear Cupid. Comfort me, boy: What
Jaq. Man. great men have been in love?
Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge. Moth. Hercules, master.
Jaq. That's hereby. Arm. Most sweet Hercules! More authority,
Arm. I know where it is situate. dear boy, name more; and, sweet my child, let Jaq. Lord, how wise you are ! them be men of good repute and carriage.
Arm. I will tell thee wonders. Moth. Sampson, master; he was a man of good Jag. With that face? carriage, great carriage; for he carried the town- Arm. I love thee. gates on his back, like a porter: and he was in Jag. So I heard you say. love.
Arm. And so farewell. Arm. O well-knit Sampson! strong-jointed Samp- Jag. Fair weather after you ! son! I do excel thee in my rapier, as much as thou Dull. Come, Jaquenetta, away. didst me in carrying gates. I am in love too,
( Ereuni Dull and JAQUENETTA Who was Sampson's love, my dear Moth ?
Arm. Villain, thou shall fast for thy offences Moth. A woman, master.
ere thou be pardoned.
Cust. Well, sir, I hope, whier. I do it, I shall do Arm. I do affect the very ground, which is base, it on a full stoniach.
where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, drin. Thou shalt be heavily punished.
which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, Cost. I am more bound to you, than your fellows, (which is a great argument of falschood,) if I love: for they are but lightly rewarded.
And how can that be true love, which is falsely atÅrm. Take away this villain ; shut him up. tempted ? Love is a familiar; love is a devil : there Hoth. Come, you transgressing slave; away. is no evil angel but love. Yet Sampson was so
Cost. Let me not be pent up, sir ; I will fast, | tempted; and he had an excellent strength : yet was being loose.
Solomon so seduced ; and he had a very good wit. Moth. No, sir; that were fast and loose : thou Cupid's butt-shaft is too hard for Hercules' club, shalt to prison.
and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier. Cast. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of de- The first and second cause will not serve my turn; solation that I have seen, some shall see
the passado he respects not, the duello he regards Moth. What shall some see?
not : his disgrace is to be called boy; but his glory Cost. Nay nothing, master Moth, but what they is, to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust rapier! be look upon.
It is not for prisoners to be too silent still, drum ! for your manager is in love ; yea, he in their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing : loveth. Assist me some extemporal god of rhyme, I thank God, I have as little patience as another for, I am sure, I shall turn sonneteer. Devise man; and, therefore I can be quiet.
wit; write pen; for I am for whole volumes in (Ereunt Moth and Costard. folio.
SCENE I. - Another part of the same. A Pavilion Who are the votaries, my loving lords, and Tents at a distance.
That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke? Enter the PRINCESS OF FRANCF, ROSALINE, Maria,
1 Lord. Longaville is one.
Know you the man KATHARINE, BOYET, Lords, and other Attendants.
Mar. I know him, madam ; at a marriage feast, Boyet. Now, madam, summon up your dearest Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir spirits ;
Of Jaques Falconbridge solemnized,
In Normandy saw I this Longaville :
Nothing becomes him ill, that he would well. Of all perfections that a man may owe,
The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss, Matchless Navarre ; the plea of no less weight (If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil,) Than Aquitain ; a dowry for a queen.
Is a sharp wit match'd with too blunt a will ; Be now as prodigal of all dear grace,
Whose edge hath power to cut whose will still wills As nature was in making graces dear,
It should none spare that come within his power. When she did starve the general world beside, Prin. Some merry mocking lorð, berike; is't so ? And prodigally gave them all to you.
Mar. They say so most, that most humours Prin. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though but
Prin. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they grow Needs not the painted flourish of your praise ; Who are the rest? Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,
Kath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues :
youth, I am less proud to hear you tell my worth,
Of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd : Than you much willing to be counted wise Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill; In spending your wit in the praise of mine.
For he hath wit to make an ill shape good, But now to task the tasker, - Good Boyet,
And shape to win grace though he had no wit. You are not ignorant, all-telling fame
I saw him at the duke Alençon's once;
Ros. Another of these students at that time Therefore to us seemeth it a needful course,
Was there with him : if I have heard a truth, Before we enter his forbidden gates,
Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, To know his pleasure ; and in that behalf,
Within the limit of becoming mirth, Bold of your worthiness, we single you
never spent an hour's talk withal : As our best-moving fair solicitor :
His eye begets occasion for his wit:
Delivers in such apt and gracious words,
That aged ears play truant at his tales, Boyet. Proud of employment, willingly I go. And younger hearings are quite ravished ;
[Erit. So sweet and voluble is his discourse. Prin. All pride is willing pride, and your's is so.- Prin. God bless my ladies! are they all in line;