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Mar. Two hot sheeps, marry!

Arm. How mean'st thon? brawling in French ? Boyet. And wherefore not ships !

Muth. No, my complete inaster ; but to jig oft No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your a tune at the tongue's end, canary to it with lips.

your feet, humour it with turning up your eyeMar. You sheep, and I pasture; Shall that lids ; sigh a note, and sing a note; sometime finish the jest ?

through the throat, as if you swallowed love with Boyet. So you grant pasture for me.

singing love ; sometime through the nose, as if (Offering to kiss her. you souffed up love by smelling love ; with your Mar. Not so, gentle beast;

bat penthouse-like, o'er the shop of your eyes; My lips are no common, though several • they be. with your arms crossed on your thin belly-doublet, Boyet. Belonging to whom

like a rabbit on a spit ; or your hands in your Mar. To my fortunes and me.

pocket, like a man after the old painting ; and Prin. Good wils will be jangling : but, gentles, keep not too long in one tune, but a snip aud agree :

away: These are complements, these are byThe civil war of wits were much better used mours; these betray nice weuches -ihat would On Navarre and his book-nen; for bere 'tis be betrayed withont these ; and make them abused.

men of note, (do you note, men ?) that most are Boyet. If my observation, (wbich very seldom affected to these. lies,)

Arm. How hast thou purchased this expe. By the heart's still rhetoric, disclosed with eyes,

rience ? Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected.

Moth. By my penny of observation.
Prin. With what ?

Arm. But 0,--but 0,-
Boyet. With that which we lovers entitle, Moth. --the hobby-borse is forgot.
affected.

Arm. Callest thou my love, hobby-lorse?
Prin. Your reason ?

Moth. No, master; the hobby-borse is but a Boyet. Wby, all bis behaviours did make their colt, and your love, perhaps, a backuey. But retire

have you forgot your love ? To the court of his eye, peeping thorough de- Arm. Almost I bad. sire :

Moth. Negligent student ! learn ber by heart. His heart, like an agate, with your print im- Arm. By heart, and in heart, boy. pressed,

Moth. And out of heart, master : all those Proud with his form, in bis eye pride expressed, three I will prove. His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see, Arm. What wilt thou prove! Did stuinble with baste in his eye-sight to be ; Moth. A man, if I live ; and this, by, in, and All senses to that sepse did make their repair, without, upon the instant: By heart you love her, To feel only looking on fairest of fair :

because your heart cannot come by her ; in heart Methought, all his senses were lock'd in his you love her, because your beart is in love with eye,

her; and out of heart you love her, being out of As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy ; heart that you cannot enjoy her. Wbo, kend'ring their own worth, from where Arm. I am all these three. they were glass'd,

Moth. And three times as much more, and yet Did point you to buy them, along as you pass'd. nothing at all. His face's own margeot did quote such amazes,

Arm. Fetch hither the swain ; he must carry That all eyes saw bis eyes enchanted with gazes : me a letter. I'll give you Aquitain, and all that is his,

Moth. A message well sympathized ; a borse An you give him for my sake but one loving to be ambassador for an ass! kiss.

Arm. Ha, ba ! wbat sayest thou ? Prin. Come, to our pavilion : Boyet is dis- Moth. Marry, Sir, you must send the ass upon pos'd

the horse, for be is very slow gaited : But I Boyet. But to speak that in words, which his go. eye batb disclos'd :

Arm. The way is but short; away.
I only have made a mouth of his eye,

Moth. As swift as lead, Sir.
By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Arm. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious ?
Ros. Thou art an old love-monger, and speak'st Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow?
skilfully.

Moth. Minimè, houest master; or rather,
Mar. He is Cupid's grandfather, and learns

master, no, news of bim.

Arm. I say, lead is slow. Ros. Then was Venus like her motber; for her Moth. You are too swift, Sir, to say so : fatber is but grim.

Is that lead slow which is fir'd from a gun 1
Boyet. Do you hear, my mad Wenches ?

Arm. Sweet smoke of rhetoric !
Mar. No.

He reputes me a cannon ; and the bullet, that's
Boyet. What then, do you see?

he:
Ros. Ay, our way to be gone.

I shoot thee at the swain.
Boyet. You are too hard for me. (Exeunt. Moth. Thump then, and I fee.

Arm. A most acute juvenal; voluble and free

of grace!

By thy favour, sweet welkin, I must sigla in thy ACT III.

face :

Most rude melancholy, valonr gives thee place. SCENE 1.- Another part of the same.

My herald is return'd.

Re-enter Moth and COSTARD.
Enter ARMA DO and MOTH.

Moth. A wonder, master; here's a Costard
Arm. Warble, child ; make passionate my

broken in a sbiu. sense of heariog.

Arm. Some enigma, some riddle : come,--thy Moth. Concolinel

(Singing.

l'enroy ;o-begin. Arm. Sweet air l-Go, tenderness of years ;

Cost. No egma, ho riddle, no l'enroy: no this key, give enlargement to the swain, salve in the mail, Sir : 0, Sir, plantair, a plain bring bim festinately. hither; I must employ plantain ; po l'envoy, no l'envoy, no salve, Sir, him in a letter to my love.

but a plantain ! Moth. Master will you win your love with a French brawili

• Canary was the name of a sprichtly dance. + Quick, ready.

A head.

Au 'old Freeb term for concluding verses, which • Aquibble; several signified untnclosed lands. seried either to convey the moral, or to address the : A kind of rance.

poem tu sorac retrou.

fore apt !

Cost. Well, Sir, I hope, when I do it, i sbal 1 am in love | fellows, for they are but lightly rewarded.

Cost, I am more bound to you, than yo!

Arm. How can'st thou part sadness and me Arm. Is that one of the four complexions ! lancholy, my tender juvenal ?

Moth. As I have read, Sir; and the best of Moth. By a famíliar demonstration of the them too. working, my tough senior.

Arm. Green, indeed, is the colour of lovers : Arin. why tougb senior + why tough senior? bot to have a love of that colour, nethinks

, Moth. Why tender juvepal ? wby tender ju. Samson had small reason for it. He, sarely, vepal!

affected her for her wit. Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a con Moth. It was so, Sir ; for she had a green wit. gruent epithetoa, appertaining to thy young Arm. My love is most immaculate white and days, which we may nominate tender.

red, Moth. And I, tough senior, as an apperti. Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, ve bent title to your old time, which we may name masked under such colours. tough.

Arm. Define, define, well-educated infant.
Arm. Pretty, and apt.

Moth. My father's wit, and my wholber's
Moth. How mean you, Sir? I pretty, and my tongue, assist me!
saying apt? or 1 apt, and my saying pretty ? Arm. Sweet invocation of a child; best
Arm. Thou pretty, because little.

pretty and pathetical!
Moth. Little pretty, because little : Where Moth. If she be made of white and red,

Her faults will ne'er be known: Arm. And therefore apt, because quick.

For blushing cheeks by faults are bred, Moth, Speak you this in my praise, master ? And fears by pale white shown : Arm. In thy condiga praise.

Then, if she fear, or be to blame, Moth. I will praise an eel with the same By this you shall not know; praise,

For still her cheeks possess the same, Arm. What ? that an eel is ingenious ?

Which native she doth owe.
Moth, That an eel is quick,

A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason
Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answers : of white and red,
Thou heatest my blood.

Arm. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King
Joth. I am answer'd, Sir,

and the Beggar? Arm. I love not to be crossed.

Moth. The world was very guilty of such a Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, crosses ballad some three ages since : but, I salat, love not him.

(Aside. now 'tis not to be found ; or, if it were, it would Arm. I bave promised to study three years neither serve for the writing, nor the tune. with the duke.

Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, Moth. You may do it in an hour,18ir. that I may example my digression + by some Arm. Impossible.

mighty precedent, Boy, I do love that country Moth. How many is one thrice told ?

girl, that I took in the park with the rational Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fitteth the spirit biná Costard ; she deserves well. of a tapster.

Moth. To be whipped ; and yet a better lore Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester, than any master. Sir.

Arm. Sing, boy, my spirit grows beavy in Arm. I confess both; they are both the var- love. nish of a complete man,

Moth. And that's great marvel, loving a light Moth. Then, I am sure, you know how much wench. the gross sum of deuce-ace amounts to.

Arm, I say, sing,
Arm. It doth amount to one more than two. Moth. Forbear till this company be past.
Moth. Wbich the base vulgar do call, three.
Arm. True.

Enter Dull, COSTard, and JAQCINETTI.
Moth, Why, Sir, is this such a piece of study ?
Now here is three studied, ere you'll thricel keep Costard safe ; and you must bet kia

Dull. Sir, the duke's pleasure is, that you wink: and how easy it is to put years to the take no delight, nor 'uo penance ; but as mus word three, and study three years in two words, fast three days a week: for this damsel, 1 must the dancing borse will tell you,

keep ber at the park; she is allowed for the Arm. A most fine figure !

day-woman. I Fare you well. Moth. To prove you a cipher. (Aside,

Arm. I do betray myself with blushing -Arm. I will hereupon confess, I am in love : Maid. and, as it is base for a soldier to love, so am Jaq. Man. I in love with a base wench.

If drawing my

Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge. sword against the humour of affection would Jaq. That's hereby, deliver me from the reprobate thought of it, I Arm. I know where it is situatt. would take desire prisoner, and ransom him to

Jaq. Lord, how wise you are ! any French courtier for a new

Arm. I will tell thee wonders. tesy, I think scoru to sigh; methinks, I should

Jaq. With that face? out-swear Cupid.

Comfort me, boy: What Arm. I love thee. great men have been in love ?

Jaq. So I heard you say. Moth. Hercules, master,

Arm. And so farewell. Arm. Most sweet Hercules !--More authori.

Jaq. Fair weather after you! ty, dear boy, name more ; and, sweet my child, Dull. Come, Jaquenetta, away. let them be men of good repute and carriage,

(Exeunt Doll and JAQUENETTI. Moth. Samson, master : be

was a mau of gond carriage, great carriage; for he carried ere thou be pardoned.

Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for the offence, the town-gates on his back, like a porter : and he was in love,

do it on a full stomach. Arm. O well-knit Samson I strong-jointed Sam. Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punished. son! I do excel thee in my rapier, as much as thou didst me in carrying gates. too, - Who was Samson's love, my dear Moth ?

Arm. Take away this villain : sbut tim si Moth, A woman, master.

Moth, Come, you transgressing slave; a Arm. Of what complexion ? Moth. Of all the four, or the three, or the being loose.

Cost. Let me dot be pent up, sir; 1 will be two ; of one of the four.

Moth. No, Sir; that were fast and lake Arm. Tell me precisely of what coinplexion ? thou shalt to prison. Moth, of the sea water green, Sir. • Young man.

• of which she is naturally possessed, The name of a coin once current.

+ Transgression.

levised cour

1 Daitywem

ill;

Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of Prin. All pride is willing pride, and your's desolation that I have seen, some shall see

is so. Moth. What shall some see ?

Who are the votaries, my loving lords, Cost. Nay, nothing, master Moth, but what That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke ? they look upon. It is not for prisoners to be 1 Lord. Longaville is one. too silent in their words: and therefore, I Prin. Know you the man ? will say notbing : I thank God, I have as little Mar. I know bim, madam ; at a marriage patience as another man; and, therefore, I can

feast, be quiet.

Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir [Ereunt Moth and COSTARD. of Jaques Falconbridge solémnized, Arn. I do affect the very ground, which is in Normandy saw I this Longaville': base, where ber shoe, whicb is baser, guided by A man of sovereign parts be is esteem'd ; her foot, which is basest, dotb tread.' i shall be well fitted in the arts, glorious in a'ms : forsworn, (which is a great argument of false. Nothing becomes him ill, that he would well. hood,) ir l love : And how can that be true love, The only soil of his fair virtue's gloss, which is falsely attempted ? Love is a familiar:((If virtue's gloss will stain with any soil,) love is a devil: there is no evil angel but love. is a sharp wit match'd with too blunt a will; Yet Samson was so tempted : and he had an ex. Whose edge bath power to cut, whose will still cellent strength : yet was Solomon so seduced :

wills and be had a very good wit. Cupid's butt- It should none spare that come within his sbaft + is too hard for Hercules' club, and there

power. fore too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier. The Prin. Some merry mocking lord, belike; is't first and second cause will not serve my turn;

807 the passado he respects not, the duello he re Mar. They say so most, that most bis hugards not : bis disgrace is to be called boy ; but

mous know. his glory is, to subdue men. Adieu, valour! Prin. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they rust, rapier ! be still, dram! for your manager

grow. is in love; yea, he loveth. Assist me some ex. Who are the rest ? temporal god of rhyme, for, I am sure, I shall Kath. The young Dumain, a well-accomturi sonneteer.

Devise wit; write pen; for I plish'd youth, am for wbole volumes in folio.

(Exit. of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd :

Most power to do most harm, least knowing

For he hath wit to make an ill shape good,
ACT II.

And shape to win grace though he had no wit.

I saw him at the duke Alençon's once ; SCENE 1.- Another part of the same.-A

And much too little of that good I saw, Pavilion and Tents at a distance. Is my report, to his great worthiness.

Ros. Another of these students at that time, Enter the PRINCESS OF FRANCE, ROSALINB, Was there with him : if I have heard a truth,

MARIA, KATHARINE, BOYET, Lords and Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, other Attendants.

Within the limit of becoming mirth, Boyet. Now, madam, summon up your dear. I never spent an hour's talk withal ! est spirits :

His eye begets occasion for his wit; Consider who tbe king your father sends;

For every object that the one doth catch, To whom he sends; and what's his embassy :

The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Yourself held precious in the world's esteem ;

which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,) To parley with the sole inberitor

Delivers in such apt and gracious words, of alì perfections that a man may owe,

That aged ears play truant at his tales, Matchless Navarre ; the plea of no less weight

And younger bearings are quite ravished; Than Aquitain; a dowry for a queen.

So sweet and voluble is his discuurse. Re now as prodigal of all dear grace,

Prin. God bless my ladies ! are they all in

love; As nature was in making graces dear, When she did starve the general world beside,

That every one her own hath garnished And prodigally gave them all to you.

With such bedecking ornaments of praise ? Prin. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though

Mar. Here comes Boyet.

Re-enter BOYET.
Needs not the painted flourish of your praise ;
Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,

Prin. Now, what admittance, lord ?
Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues :

Boyet. Navarre had notice of your fair apI am less proud to hear you tell my worth,

proach ; Than you much willing to be counted wise And he, and bis competitors * in oath, In spending your wit in the praise of mine. Were all address'd + to meet you, gentle lady, But now to task the tasker,--Good Boyet,

Before I came. Marry, thus much I have You are not ignorant, all-telling fame

learnt, Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow,

He rather means to lodge you in the field, Till painful study shall out-wear three years,

(Like one that comes here to besiege his court,) No woman may approach bis silent coort: Than seek a dispensation for his oath, Therefore to us seemeth it a needful course, To let you enter his unpeopled kouse. Before we enter his forbidden gates,

Here comes Navarre. [The Ladies mask. To know his pleasure ; and in that behall, Beld of your worthiness, we single you

Enter KING, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, BIRON, As our best-moving fair solicitor :

and Attendants. Tell him, the daughter of the king of France On serious business, craving quick despatch,

King. Fair princess, welcome to the court of

Navarre.
Impórtunes personal conference with nis grace.
Haste, signify so rech; while we attend,

Prin. Fair, 1 give you back again ; and, wel. Like humbly-visag'd suitors, his high will.

come I have not yet : the roof of this court is Boyet. Proud of employment, willingly I go.

too high be your's; and welcome to the wild [Erit.

fields too base to be mine.
King. You shall be welcome, madam, to my

court.
.Love.
Arrow to shoot at butts with

Best,
. Confederates.

+ ['reparado

but mean,

Prin. I will be welcome then ; conduct me And, if you prove it, I'll repay it back,

1 thither.

Or yield up Aquitaiu. King. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an Prin. We arrest your word: oath.

Boyet, you can produce aquittances, Prin. Our Lady help my lord! he'll be for. For such a sum, froin special officers sworn.

of Charles his father. King. Not for the world, fair madam, by my King. Satisfy me so. will.

Boyet. So please your grace, the packet is not
Prin. wby, will sball break it; will, and come,
Bothing else.

Where that and other specialties are bound:
King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. To-morrow you shall have a sight of iben.
Prix. Were my lord so, bis ignorance were King. It shall soffice me ; at which inter-
wise,

view, Where now his knowledge must prove igno- All liberal reason I will yield unto. nance.

Mean time receive such welcome at my hand, I hear, you grace hath sworn out bouse-keep. As bonour, without breach of honour, may ing:

Make tender of to thy true worthiness : "Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord, You may not come, fair princess, in my gates; And sin to break it :

But here without you shall be so receiv'd, But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold; As you sball deem yourself lodg'd in my heart, To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me.

Though so denied fair harbour in my house. Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming, Your own good thoughts excuse me, and fareAnd suddenly resolve me in my suit.

well :
(Gives a paper. To-morrow shall we visit you agais.
King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. Prin. Sweet bealth and fair desires consort
Prin. You will the sooner, that I were your grace!
away ;

King. Thy own wish wish I thee in every
For you'll prove perjur'd, if you make me stay. place!
Biron. Did not í dance with you in Bra-

(Exeunt King and his Trais.
bant once

Biron. Lady,

will commend you to my own Ros. Did not 1 dance with you in Brabant heart. once

Ros. 'Pray you, do my commendations ; Biron. I know, you did.

would be glad to see it. Ros. How seedless was it then

Biron. I would, you heard it groan. To ask the question !

Ros. Is the fool sick 1 Biron. You must not be so quick.

Biron. Sick at beart. Ros. 'Tis 'long of you that spur me with sucha Ros. Alack, let it blood. questions.

Biron. Would that do it good ? Biron. Your wit's too bot, it speeds too fast, Ros. My physic says, I. * 'twill tire.

Biron. Will you prick'r with your eye 1 Kos. Not till it leave the rider in the mire. Ros. No poynt, + with my knife. Biron. What time o' day?

Biron. Now, God save thy life! Ros. The hour that fools shonld ask.

Ros. And your's from long living! Biron. Now fair befall your mask 1

Biron. I cannot stay thanksgiving, Ros. Fair fall the face it covers !

(Retiring, Biron. And send you many lovers 1

Dum. Sir, I pray you, a word : Wbat lady is Ros. Amen, so you be done.

that same 1 Biron. Nay, then will I be gone.

Boyet. The heir of Aleucou, Rosaline her King. Madam, your fatber here doth intimate

name. The payineut of a hundred thousand crowns; Dum. A gallant lady! Monsieur, fare you Being but the one balf of an entire sum,

well.

[Erit. Disbursed by any father in bis wars.

Long. I beseech you a word ; What is she is But say, that he, or we, (as neither bave,)

the white ? Receiv'd that sum ; yet there remains unpaid Boyet. A woman sometimes, an you saw kes A hundred thousand more ; in surety of the

in the light, which,

Long. Percbance, light in the light : 1 desire One part of Aquitain is bound to us,

her name. Althougb not valued to the money's worth.

Boyet. She bath but one for herself; to de If tben the king your father will restore

sire that were & shame. But that one half which is uusatisfied,

Long. Pray you, Sir, wbose daughter ? We will give up our rigbt in Aquitain,

Boyet. Her mother's I have heard. And hold fair friendsbip with his majesty,

Long. God's blessing on your beard !
But that, it seems, be little purposeth,

Boyet. Good Sir, be not offended :
For here be doth demand to bave repaid Sbe is an beir of Falconbridge.
An hundred thousand crowns; and not de-

Long. Nay, my cboler is ended.
mands,

She is a most sweet lady.
On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
To have his title live in Aquitain;

Boyet. Not unlike, sir; that may be.
Which we much rather bad depart + withal, Biron. What's her name, in the capt
And have the money by our father lent,

Boyet. Katharine, by good hap. Than Aquitain so gelded as it is.

Biron. Is she wedded, or not Dear princess, were not his requests so far

Boyet. To her will, Sir, or so? Froin reason's yielding, your fair self shonld

Biron. You are welcome, sir; adieu! make A yielding, 'gainst some reason, in my breast,

Boyet. Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to

you. And go well satisfied to France again, Prin. You do tbe king my fatber too much

Mar. That last is Biron, the mery wad-cap wrong,

Not a word with him but a jetes And wrong the reputation of your name,

Boyet. And every jest bot a word. lu so unseeming to confess receipt

Prin. It was well done of you to take bim at of that which hath so faithfully been paid.

bis word. King. I do protest, I never beard ci it;

Boyet. I was as willing to grapple, as he ***

to board. • Whertas,

1 Inart.

[Exit LONOSTILLE

[Exit Biron.-Ladies unmask.

Jord;

Ase, yes.

A French particle of regijeru

eye,

Mar. Two hot sheeps, marry!

Arm. How mean'st thon? brawling in French ? Boyet. And wherefore not ships !

Moth. No, my complete master ; but to jig oft No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your a tune at the tongue's end, canary to it with lips.

your feet, bumoor it with turping up your eyeMar. You sheep, and I pasture; Shall that lids; sigb a note, and sing a note; sometime Anish the jest

through the throat, as if you swallowed love with Boyet. So you grant pasture for me.

singing love ; sometiune through the nose, as if (Offering to kiss her. you snuffed up love by smelling love; with your Mar. Not so, gentle beast;

bat penthouse-like, o'er the shop of your eyes ; My lips are no common, though several * they be. with your arms crossed on your thin belly-doublet, Boyet. Belonging to whom?

like a rabbit on a spit ; or your hands in your Mar. To my fortunes and me.

pocket, like a man after the old painting ; and Prin. Good wits will be jangling : but, gentles, keep not too long in one tune, but a snip and agree :

away: These are complements, these are buThe civil war of wits were much better used mouss; these betray nice weuches that would Ou Navarre and his book-oen; for bere 'tis be betrayed without these ; and make them abused.

men of note, (do you note, men 1) that most are Boyet. If my observation, (which very seldom affected to these. lies)

Arm. How hast thou purchased this expe. By the heart's still rhetoric, disclosed with eyes,

rience ? Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected.

Moth. By my penny of observation. Prir, With wbati

Arm. But 0,--but 0,Boyet. With that which we lovers entitle, Moth. --the bobby-borse is forgot. affected.

Arm. Callest thou my love, bobhy-horse ? Prir. Your reason ?

Moth. No, master ; the bobby-horse is but a Boyet. Why, all bis behaviours did make their colt, and your love, perhaps, a backney. But retire

have you forgot your love ? To the court of his eye, peeping thorough de

Arm. Almost I had. sire :

Moth. Negligent student ! learn ber by heart. His heart, like an agate, with your print im Arm. By heart, and in beart, boy. pressed,

Moth. And out of heart, master : all those Proud with his form, in bis eye pride expressed, three I will prove. His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see,

Arn. What wilt thou prove Did stumble with haste in bis eye-sight to be ; Moth. A man, if I live ; and this, by, in, and All senses to that sense did make their repair, without, upon the instant : By heart you love her, To feel oply looking on fairest of fair :

because your heart cannot come by ber; in heart Methought, all his senses were lock'd in his you love her, because your heart is in love with

her; and out of heart you love her, being out of As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy ;. heart that you cannot enjoy her. Who, tend'ring their own worth, from where Arm. I am all these three. they were glass'd,

Moth. And three times as much more, and yet Did point you to buy them, along as you pass’d. nothing at all. His face's own margeol did quote such amazes,

Arm. Fetch hither the swain; he must carry That all eyes saw bis eyes enchanted with gazes : me a letter. PM give you Aquitain, and all that is is,

Moth. A message well sympathized ; a borse All you give him for my sake but one loving to be ambassador for an ass! kiss.

Arm. Ha, ba 1 wbat sayest tbou ? Prir. Come, to our pavilion : Boyet is dis Moth. Marry, Sir, you must send the ass upon pos'd

the horse, for he is very slow gaited : But I Boyet. But to speak that in words, which his go. eye bath disclos'd :

Arm. The way is but short ; away.
I only have made a mouth of his eye,

Moth. As swift as lead, Sir.
By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Arm. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious ?
Ros. Thou art an old love-monger, and speak’st is not lead a metal heavy, dull

, and slow?
skilfully.

Moth. Minimè, houest master ; or rather, Mar. He is cupid's grandfather, and learns master, no, news of him.

Arm. I say, lead is slow. Ros. Then was Venus like her mother ; for her Moth. You are too swift, + Sir, to say so : father is but grim.

Is that lead slow which is fir'd from a gun i Boyet. Do you hear, my mad wenches

Arm. Sweet smoke of rhetoric 1

He reputes me a cannon ; and the bullet, that's Boyet. What then, do you see

he: Ros. Ay, our way to be gone.

I shoot thee at the swain.
Boyet. You are too hard for me. (Exeunt. Moth. Thump then, and I fee.

Arm. A most acute juvenal; voluble and free

of grace!

By thy favour, sweet welkin, I must sigh in thy ACT III.

face :

Most rude melancholy, valonr gives thee place. SCENE 1,-Another part of the same.

My herald is return'd.

Re-enter Mora and COSTARD.
Enter ARMA DO and Moti.

Moth. A wonder, master ; here's a Costard Arm. Warble, child; make passionate my

broken in a ship. sense of hearing.

Arm. Some enigma, some riddle: come,-thy (Singing.

l'enroy ; 0-begin. Arm. Sweet air I-Go, tenderness of years 3

Cost. No egma, no riddle, no l'enroy: no take this key, give enlargement to the 'swain, salve in the mail, sir : 0, sir, plantain, a plain bine kim restinately + hither; I must employ plantain ; no l'envoy, no Venvoy, no salve, Sir, him in a letter to my love.

but a plantain ! Moth. Master will you win your love with a

• Canary was the name of a sprightly dance. + Quick, ready.

1 A head. • Aquibble ; several signifie ontnclosed lands.

Au old Freuil term for concluding verses, u bich

served euber to convey the unoral, or to address the . A kind of sauce.

poum to sola pirou.

Mar. No.

Moth. Concolinel

French brawl it

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