Biron. Come on then, I will swear to study so. When mistresses from common sense are hid: King. These be the stops that hinder study quite, And train our intellects to vain delight. Biron. Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain, Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain: To seek the light of truth; while truth the while Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look: Light, seeking light, doth light of light beguile: By fixing it upon a fairer eye; And give him light that was it blinded by. Than those that walk, and wot not what they are. Too much to know, is, to know nought but fame; And every godfather can give a name. King. How well he's read, to reason against reading! Dum. Proceeded well, to stop all good proceeding! Long. He weeds the corn, and still let's grow the weeding. Biron. The spring is near, when green geese are a breeding. Fit in his place and time. Dum. How follows that? Before the birds have any cause to sing? Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled shows; with you: And, though I have for barbarism spoke more, And bide the penance of each three years' day. shame! This article, my liege, yourself must break; For, well you know, here comes in embassy The French king's daughter, with yourself to speak, – A maid of grace, and cómplete majesty, About surrender-up of Aquitain To her decrepit, sick, and bed-rid father : Therefore this article is made in vain, Or vainly comes the admired princess hither. King. What say you, lords? why, this was quite forgot. Biron. So study evermore is overshoot; While it doth study to have what it would, It doth forget to do the thing it should: And when it hath the thing it hunteth most, 'Tis won, as towns with fire; so won, so lost. King. We must, of force, dispense with this decree; She must be here on mere necessity. Biron. If I break faith, this word shall speak for me, I am forsworn on mere necessity. [Subscribes. And he, that breaks them in the least degree, Stands in attainder of perpetual shame : Suggestions are to others, as to me; King. Ay, that there is: our court, you know, is haunted With a refined traveller of Spain; For interim to our studies, shall relate, Biron. Armado is a most illustrious wight, And, so to study, three years is but short. King. Then go we, lords, to put in practice that Which each to other hath so strongly sworn. — [Exeunt KING, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN. Arm. How canst thou part sadness and melancholy, my tender juvenal ? + Moth. By a familiar demonstration of the working, my tough senior. ? Arm. Why tough senior? why tough senior? Moth. Why tender juvenal ? why tender juvenal Arm. I spoke it, tender juvenal, as a congruent epitheton, appertaining to thy young days, which we may nominate tender. Moth. And I, tough senior, as an appertinent title to your old time, which we may name tough. Arm. Pretty and apt. Moth. How mean you, sir? I pretty, and my saying apt? or, I apt, and my saying pretty? Arm. Thou pretty, because little. Moth. Little pretty, because little: Wherefore apt? Moth. I will praise an eel with the same praise. Moth. That an eel is quick. Arm. Sweet invocation of a child; most pretty, and pathetical! Moth. If she be made of white and red, By this you shall not know; A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of white and red. Arm. Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and the Beggar? Moth. The world was very guilty of such a ballad some three ages since: but, I think, now 'tis not to be found; or, if it were, it would neither serve for the writing nor the tune. that I may example my digression by some mighty Arm. I will have the subject newly writ o'er, precedent. Boy, I do love that country girl, that I took in the park with the rational hind, Costard; she deserves well. Arm. I say sing. Moth. Forbear till this company be past, Enter DULL, COSTARD, and Jaquenetta. Arm. I do say, thou art quick in answers: Thou nor no penance; but a' must fast three days a-week: heatest my blood. Moth. I am answered, sir. Moth. He speaks the mere contrary, crosses 5 love not him. [Aside. Arm. I have promised to study three years with the duke. Moth. You may do it in an hour, sir. Moth. How many is one thrice told? Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fitteth the spirit of a tapster. Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester, sir. Arm. I confess both; they are both the varnish of a complete man. Moth. Then, I am sure you know how much the gross sum of deuce-ace amounts to. Arm. It doth amount to one more than two. Moth. Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? Now here is three studied, ere you'll thrice wink : and how easy it is to put years to the word three, and study three years in two words, the dancing horse will tell you. [Aside. Arm. A most fine figure! Moth. To prove you a cipher. Arm. I will hereupon confess, I am in love: and my love is most immaculate white and red. Moth. Most maculate thoughts, master, are masked under such colours. Arm. Define, define, well-educated infant. Moth. My father's wit, and my mother's tongue assist me! For this damsel, I must keep her at the park; she is allowed for the day-woman. 7 Fare you well. Arm. I do betray myself with blushing. — Maid. Jaq. Man. Arm. I will visit thee at the lodge. Jaq. That's hereby. Arm. I know where it is situate. Jaq. How wise you are! Arm. I will tell thee wonders. Jaq. With that face? Jaq. So I heard you say. [Exeunt DULL and JAQUENETTA. Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences, ere thou be pardoned. Cost. Well, sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do it on full stomach. Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punished. Cost. I am more bound to you, than your fellows, for they are but lightly rewarded. Arm. Take away this villain; shut him up. Moth. Come, you transgressing slave; away. Cost. Let me not be pent up, sir; I will fast, being loose. Moth. No, sir, that were fast and loose: thou shalt to prison. Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of desolation that I have seen, some shall see →→ Moth. What shall some see? Cost. Nay, nothing, master Moth, but what they look upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent 6 Of which she is naturally possessed. 7 Dairy-woman. in their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing: | Spaniard's rapier. The first and second cause will I have as little patience as another man; and therefore I can be quiet. [Exeunt MоTH and COSTARD. Arm. I do affect the very ground, which is base, where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, (which is a great argument of falsehood,) if I love: And how can that be true love, which is falsely attempted? Cupid's butt-shaft 9 is too hard for Hercules' club, and therefore too much odds for a not serve my turn; the passado he respects not, the duello he regards not: his disgrace is to be called boy; but his glory is to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust, rapier! be still, drum! for your manager is in love; yea, he loveth. Assist me, some extemporal god of rhyme, for, I am sure, I shall turn sonneteer. Devise, wit; write, pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio. [Exit. ACT II. SCENE I. - A Pavilion, and Tents at a distance. Consider who the king your father sends; Of all perfections that a man may owe, Prin. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean, Needs not the painted flourish of your praise; Tell him, the daughter of the king of France, Boyet. Proud of employment, willingly I go. [Exit. Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours is so.Who are the votaries, my loving lords, That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke? 1 Lord. Longaville is one. Prin. Know you the man? Mar. I know him, madam; at a marriage feast, Between lord Perigort and the beauteous heir Of Jaques Falconbridge solémnized, In Normandy saw I this Longaville : A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd; Well fitted in the arts, glorious in arms : Nothing becomes him ill, that he would well. Prin. Some merry mocking lord, belike; is't so? Mar. They say so most, that most his humours know. Prin. Such short-liv'd wits do wither as they grow. Who are the rest? Kath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd youth, Of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd: Ros. Another of these students at that time Prin. Heaven bless my ladies! are they all in love; King. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath. Prin. Our lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn. King. Not for the world, fair madam, by my will. Prin. Why, will shall break it; will, and nothing else. King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. Prin. Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise, But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold; To ask the question! Biron. How needless was it then You must not be so quick. Ros. 'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such questions. Biron. Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire. Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire. Biron. What time o' day? Ros. The hour that fools shall ask. Biron. Now fair befall your mask! King. Madam, your father here doth intimate But say, that he, or we, (as neither have,) A hundred thousand more; in surety of the which, An hundred thousand crowns; and not demands, On payment of a hundred thousand crowns, To have his title live in Aquitain; Which we much rather had depart 3 withal, Than Aquitain divided as it is. Dear princess, were not his requests so far From reason's yielding, your fair self should make Prin. You do the king my father too much wrong, 3 Part. Where that and other specialties are bound; King. It shall suffice me: at which interview, Prin. Sweet health and fair desires consort your grace! King. Thy own wish wish I thee in every place! [Exeunt King and his Train. Biron. Lady, I will commend you to my own heart. Ros. 'Pray you, do my commendations; I would be glad to see it. Biron. I would, you heard it groan. Ros. Is the fool sick? Biron. Sick at heart. Ros. Alack, let it blood. Biron. Would that do it good? Ros. My physick says, I. + Biron. Will you prick't with your eye? [Retiring. the light. Long. Pray you, sir, whose daughter? Boyet. Her mother's, I have heard. Long. Heaven's blessing on your beard! Boyet. Good sir, be not offended: She is an heir of Falconbridge. Long. Nay, my choler is ended. She is a most sweet lady. Boyet. Not unlike, sir; that may be. [Exit LONG. Biron. What's her name in the cap? Boyet. Katharine, by good hap. Biron. Is she wedded or no? Boyet. To her will, sir, or so. Biron. You are welcome, sir; adieu! Boyet. Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you. [Exit BIRON. - Ladies unmask. Boyet. With that which we lovers entitle, affected. Prin. Your reason? Boyet. Why all his behaviours did make their retire To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire : His heart, like an agate, with your print impressed, Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed : His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see, Did stumble with haste in his eye sight to be; All senses to that sense did make their repair, To feel only looking on fairest of fair: Methought, all his senses were lock'd in his eye, As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy ; Who, tend'ring their own worth, from where they were glass'd, Did point you to buy them, along as you pass'd. His face's own margent did quote such amazes, I only have made a mouth of his eye, By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Ros. Thou art an old love-monger, and speak'st skilfully. Arm. Sweet air! - Go, tenderness of years; take this key, give enlargement to the swain, bring him festinately 6 hither; I must employ him in a letter to my love. Moth. Master, will you win your love with a French brawl?? Arm. How mean'st thou ? brawling in French? Moth. No, my complete master: but to jig off a tune at the tongue's end, canary 8 to it with your feet, humour it with turning up your eye-lids; sigh a note, and sing a note; sometime through the throat, as if you swallowed love with singing love; sometime through the nose, as if you snuffed up love by smelling love; with your hat penthouselike, o'er the shop of your eyes; with your arms crossed on your thin doublet, like a rabbit on a spit; or your hands in your pocket, like a man after the old painting; and keep not too long in one tune, but a snip and away. Arm. How hast thou purchased this experience? Moth. By my penny of observation. Moth. A man, if I live; and this, by, in, and without, upon the instant: By heart you love her, because your heart cannot come by her: in heart you love her, because your heart is in love with her and out of heart you love her, being out of heart that you cannot have her. : Arm. I am all these three. Moth. And three times as much more, and yet nothing at all. Arm. Fetch hither the swain; he must carry me a letter. Moth. A message well sympathised; a horse to be embassador for an ass! Arm. Ha, ha! what sayest thou? Moth. Marry, sir, you must send the ass upon the horse, for he is very slow gaited: But I go. 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. Minimè, honest master; or rather, master |