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O! never will I trust to speeches penn'd,
Nor to the motion of a school-boy's tongue; Nor never come in visor to my friend;
Nor woo in rhyme, like a blind harper's song: Taffata phrases, silken terms precise,
Three-pil'd hyperboles, spruce affectation, Figures pedantical; these summer flies
Have blown me full of maggot ostentation : I do forswear them : and I here protest, By this white glove, (how white the hand, God
knows !) . . Henceforth my wooing mind shall be express'd
In russet yeas, and honest kersey noes : And, to begin, wench,—so God help me, la !-My love to thee is sound, sans crack or faw.
Ros. Sans SANS, I pray you.
Biron. Yet I have a trick
Prin. No, they are free, that gave these tokens to us.
Ros. It is not so; For how can this be true,
Biron. Peace; for I will not have to do with you.
King. Teach us, sweet madam, for our rude trans
gression Some fair excuse.
Prin. The fairest is confession.
King. Madam, I was.
Prin. When you then were here,
King. That more than all the world I did respect her.
Prin. Peace, peace, forbear;
King. Despise me, when I break this oath of mine,
Prin. I will; and therefore keep it :-Rosaline, What did the Russian whisper in your ear?
Ros. Madam, he swore, that he did hold me dear As precious eye-sight; and did value me Above this world : adding thereto, moreover, That he would wed me, or else die my lover.
Prin. God give thee joy of him ! the noble lord Most honourably doth uphold his word.
King. What mean you, madam? by my life, my troth, I never swore this lady such an oath.
Ros. By heaven, you did; and to confirm it plain, You gave me this : but take it, sir, again.
King. My faith, and this, the princess I did give; I knew her by this jewel on her sleeve.
Prin. Pardon me, sir, this jewel did she wear ;
And lord Birón, I thank him, is my dear :-
Biron. Neither of either; I remit both twain.-
And laugh upon the apple of her eye?
Holding a trencher, jesting merrily?
Boyet. Full merrily
Biron. Lo, he is tilting straight ! Peace, I have done.
Enter Costard. Welcome, pure wit! thou partest a fair fray.
Cost. O Lord, sir, they would know,
Biron. What, are there but three?
Cost. No, sir; but it is vara fine,
Biron. And three times thrice is nine.
is not so: You cannot beg us, sir, I can assure you, sir; we know
what we know :
Biron. Is not nine.
doth amount. Biron. By Jove, I always took three three for nine.
Cost. O Lord, sir, it were pity you should get your living by reckoning, sir.
Biron. How much is it?
Cost. O Lord, sir, the parties themselves, the actors, sir, will show whereuntil it doth amount; for my own part, I am, as they say, but to parfect one man, e'en one poor man ; Pompion the great, sir.
Biron. Art thou one of the worthies?,
Cost. It pleased thein, to think me worthy of Pompion the great: for mine own part, I know not the degree of the worthy ; but I ain to stand for him.
Biron. Go, bid them prepare. Cost. We will turn it finely off, sir; we will take some care.
[Exit Costard. King. Birón, they will shame us, let them not approach. Biron. We are shame-proof, my lord : and 'tis some
LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST.
To have one show worse than the king's and his com
Prin. Nay, my good lord, let me o'er-rule you now;
Biron. A right description of our sport, my lord.
Arm. That's all one, my fair, sweet, honey monarch: for, I protest, the school-master is exceeding fantastical; too, too vain ; too, too vain : But we will put it, as they say, to fortuna della guerra. I wish you the peace of mind, most royal couplement !
[Exit ARMADO. King. Here is like to be a good presence of worthies ; He presents Hector of Troy; the swain, Pompey the great; the parish curate, Alexander ; Armado's page, Hercules; the pedant, Judas Machabæus. And if these four worthies in their first show thrive, These four will change habits, and present the other five.
Biron. There is five in the first show..
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