Love’s Labor’s Lost

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In Love’s Labor’s Lost, the comedy centers on four young men who fall in love against their wills. The men, one of them the king of Navarre, pledge to study for three years, avoiding all contact with women. When the Princess of France arrives on a state visit, the king insists she and her ladies camp outside the court. Even so, each young man falls in love with one of the ladies.

Meanwhile, Don Armado, a Spanish soldier, falls for a servant girl, Jacquenetta. Costard, an illiterate local, mixes up two letters he is to deliver, one from Armado to Jacquenetta and the other from Berowne, one of the king’s companions, to Rosaline, one of the French ladies.

The men confess they are in love, and devise a pageant for the ladies, who set a trap for them by exchanging identifying markers. When word comes that the princess’s father is dead, the ladies reject the men’s proposals as rash and impose a year’s delay before any further wooing.

Characters in the Play
King of Navarre, also known as Ferdinand
lords attending the King
The Princess of France
ladies attending the Princess
Boyet, a lord attending the Princess
Armado, the Braggart, also known as Don Adriano de Armado
Boy, Armado’s Page, also known as Mote
Jaquenetta, the Wench
Costard, the Clown or Swain
Dull, the Constable
Holofernes, the Pedant, or schoolmaster
Nathaniel, the Curate
Monsieur Marcade, a messenger from France
Lords, Blackamoors, Musicians

text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioACT 1text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Enter Ferdinand, King of Navarre, Berowne,
Longaville, and Dumaine.

FTLN 0001 Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
FTLN 0002 Live registered upon our brazen tombs,
FTLN 0003 And then grace us in the disgrace of death,
FTLN 0004 When, spite of cormorant devouring time,
FTLN 00055 Th’ endeavor of this present breath may buy
FTLN 0006 That honor which shall bate his scythe’s keen edge
FTLN 0007 And make us heirs of all eternity.
FTLN 0008 Therefore, brave conquerors, for so you are
FTLN 0009 That war against your own affections
FTLN 001010 And the huge army of the world’s desires,
FTLN 0011 Our late edict shall strongly stand in force.
FTLN 0012 Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;
FTLN 0013 Our court shall be a little academe,
FTLN 0014 Still and contemplative in living art.
FTLN 001515 You three, Berowne, Dumaine, and Longaville,
FTLN 0016 Have sworn for three years’ term to live with me,
FTLN 0017 My fellow scholars, and to keep those statutes
FTLN 0018 That are recorded in this schedule here.
editorial emendationHe holds up a scroll.editorial emendation
FTLN 0019 Your oaths are passed, and now subscribe your
FTLN 002020 names,
FTLN 0021 That his own hand may strike his honor down

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FTLN 0022 That violates the smallest branch herein.
FTLN 0023 If you are armed to do as sworn to do,
FTLN 0024 Subscribe to your deep oaths, and keep it too.
FTLN 002525 I am resolved. ’Tis but a text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliothreetext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio years’ fast.
FTLN 0026 The mind shall banquet though the body pine.
FTLN 0027 Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
FTLN 0028 Make rich the ribs but bankrout quite the wits.
editorial emendationHe signs his name.editorial emendation
FTLN 0029 My loving lord, Dumaine is mortified.
FTLN 003030 The grosser manner of these world’s delights
FTLN 0031 He throws upon the gross world’s baser slaves.
FTLN 0032 To love, to wealth, to text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliopomptext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio I pine and die,
FTLN 0033 With all these living in philosophy.
editorial emendationHe signs his name.editorial emendation
FTLN 0034 I can but say their protestation over.
FTLN 003535 So much, dear liege, I have already sworn,
FTLN 0036 That is, to live and study here three years.
FTLN 0037 But there are other strict observances:
FTLN 0038 As not to see a woman in that term,
FTLN 0039 Which I hope well is not enrollèd there;
FTLN 004040 And one day in a week to touch no food,
FTLN 0041 And but one meal on every day besides,
FTLN 0042 The which I hope is not enrollèd there;
FTLN 0043 And then to sleep but three hours in the night,
FTLN 0044 And not be seen to wink of all the day—
FTLN 004545 When I was wont to think no harm all night,
FTLN 0046 And make a dark night too of half the day—
FTLN 0047 Which I hope well is not enrollèd there.
FTLN 0048 O, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep,
FTLN 0049 Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep.
FTLN 005050 Your oath is passed to pass away from these.

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FTLN 0051 Let me say no, my liege, an if you please.
FTLN 0052 I only swore to study with your Grace
FTLN 0053 And stay here in your court for three years’ space.
FTLN 0054 You swore to that, Berowne, and to the rest.
FTLN 005555 By yea and nay, sir. Then I swore in jest.
FTLN 0056 What is the end of study, let me know?
FTLN 0057 Why, that to know which else we should not know.
FTLN 0058 Things hid and barred, you mean, from common
FTLN 0059 sense.
FTLN 006060 Ay, that is study’s godlike recompense.
FTLN 0061 Come on, then, I will swear to study so,
FTLN 0062 To know the thing I am forbid to know:
FTLN 0063 As thus—to study where I well may dine,
FTLN 0064  When I to editorial emendationfeasteditorial emendation expressly am forbid;
FTLN 006565 Or study where to meet some mistress fine
FTLN 0066  When mistresses from common sense are hid;
FTLN 0067 Or having sworn too hard-a-keeping oath,
FTLN 0068 Study to break it, and not break my troth.
FTLN 0069 If study’s gain be thus, and this be so,
FTLN 007070 Study knows that which yet it doth not know.
FTLN 0071 Swear me to this, and I will ne’er say no.
FTLN 0072 These be the stops that hinder study quite,
FTLN 0073 And train our intellects to vain delight.
FTLN 0074 Why, all delights are vain, text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folioandtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio that most vain
FTLN 007575 Which with pain purchased doth inherit pain:
FTLN 0076 As painfully to pore upon a book
FTLN 0077  To seek the light of truth, while truth the while

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FTLN 0078 Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look.
FTLN 0079  Light seeking light doth light of light beguile.
FTLN 008080 So, ere you find where light in darkness lies,
FTLN 0081 Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.
FTLN 0082 Study me how to please the eye indeed
FTLN 0083  By fixing it upon a fairer eye,
FTLN 0084 Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed
FTLN 008585  And give him light that it was blinded by.
FTLN 0086 Study is like the heaven’s glorious sun,
FTLN 0087  That will not be deep-searched with saucy looks.
FTLN 0088 Small have continual plodders ever won,
FTLN 0089  Save base authority from others’ books.
FTLN 009090 These earthly godfathers of heaven’s lights,
FTLN 0091  That give a name to every fixèd star,
FTLN 0092 Have no more profit of their shining nights
FTLN 0093  Than those that walk and wot not what they are.
FTLN 0094 Too much to know is to know naught but fame,
FTLN 009595 And every godfather can give a name.
FTLN 0096 How well he’s read to reason against reading.
FTLN 0097 Proceeded well, to stop all good proceeding.
FTLN 0098 He weeds the corn, and still lets grow the weeding.
FTLN 0099 The spring is near when green geese are a-breeding.
FTLN 0100100 How follows that?
BEROWNE  FTLN 0101 Fit in his place and time.
FTLN 0102 In reason nothing.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0103 Something then in rhyme.
FTLN 0104 Berowne is like an envious sneaping frost
FTLN 0105105  That bites the firstborn infants of the spring.

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ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 0106 Well, say I am. Why should proud summer boast
FTLN 0107  Before the birds have any cause to sing?
FTLN 0108 Why should I joy in any abortive birth?
FTLN 0109 At Christmas I no more desire a rose
FTLN 0110110 Than wish a snow in May’s new-fangled shows,
FTLN 0111 But like of each thing that in season grows.
FTLN 0112 So you, to study now it is too late,
FTLN 0113 Climb o’er the house to unlock the little gate.
FTLN 0114 Well, sit you out. Go home, Berowne. Adieu.
FTLN 0115115 No, my good lord, I have sworn to stay with you.
FTLN 0116 And though I have for barbarism spoke more
FTLN 0117  Than for that angel knowledge you can say,
FTLN 0118 Yet, confident, I’ll keep what I have sworn
FTLN 0119  And bide the penance of each three years’ day.
FTLN 0120120 Give me the paper. Let me read the same,
FTLN 0121 And to the strictest decrees I’ll write my name.
FTLN 0122 How well this yielding rescues thee from shame.
BEROWNE  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0123Item, That no woman shall come within
FTLN 0124 a mile of my court.
 Hath this been proclaimed?
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 0125125Four days ago.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0126Let’s see the penalty.  editorial emendationReads:editorial emendation On pain of
FTLN 0127 losing her tongue.
 Who devised this penalty?
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 0128Marry, that did I.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0129Sweet lord, and why?
FTLN 0130130 To fright them hence with that dread penalty.
editorial emendationBEROWNEeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0131 A dangerous law against gentility.
editorial emendationReads:editorial emendation  FTLN 0132Item, If any man be seen to talk with a
FTLN 0133 woman within the term of three years, he shall endure
FTLN 0134 such public shame as the rest of the court can possible
FTLN 0135135 devise.

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ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 0136 This article, my liege, yourself must break,
FTLN 0137  For well you know here comes in embassy
FTLN 0138 The French king’s daughter with yourself to speak—
FTLN 0139  A maid of grace and complete majesty—
FTLN 0140140 About surrender up of Aquitaine
FTLN 0141  To her decrepit, sick, and bedrid father.
FTLN 0142 Therefore this article is made in vain,
FTLN 0143  Or vainly comes th’ admirèd princess hither.
FTLN 0144 What say you, lords? Why, this was quite forgot.
FTLN 0145145 So study evermore is overshot.
FTLN 0146 While it doth study to have what it would,
FTLN 0147 It doth forget to do the thing it should.
FTLN 0148 And when it hath the thing it hunteth most,
FTLN 0149 ’Tis won as towns with fire—so won, so lost.
FTLN 0150150 We must of force dispense with this decree.
FTLN 0151 She must lie here on mere necessity.
FTLN 0152 Necessity will make us all forsworn
FTLN 0153  Three thousand times within this three years’
FTLN 0154  space;
FTLN 0155155 For every man with his affects is born,
FTLN 0156  Not by might mastered, but by special grace.
FTLN 0157 If I break faith, this word shall speak for me:
FTLN 0158 I am forsworn on mere necessity.
FTLN 0159 So to the laws at large I write my name,
FTLN 0160160  And he that breaks them in the least degree
FTLN 0161 Stands in attainder of eternal shame.
FTLN 0162  Suggestions are to other as to me,
FTLN 0163 But I believe, although I seem so loath,
FTLN 0164 I am the last that will last keep his oath.
editorial emendationHe signs his name.editorial emendation
FTLN 0165165 But is there no quick recreation granted?

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FTLN 0166 Ay, that there is. Our court, you know, is haunted
FTLN 0167  With a refinèd traveler of Spain,
FTLN 0168 A man in all the world’s new fashion planted,
FTLN 0169  That hath a mint of phrases in his brain;
FTLN 0170170 One who the music of his own vain tongue
FTLN 0171  Doth ravish like enchanting harmony,
FTLN 0172 A man of compliments, whom right and wrong
FTLN 0173  Have chose as umpire of their mutiny.
FTLN 0174 This child of fancy, that Armado hight,
FTLN 0175175  For interim to our studies shall relate
FTLN 0176 In high-born words the worth of many a knight
FTLN 0177  From tawny Spain lost in the world’s debate.
FTLN 0178 How you delight, my lords, I know not, I,
FTLN 0179 But I protest I love to hear him lie,
FTLN 0180180 And I will use him for my minstrelsy.
FTLN 0181 Armado is a most illustrious wight,
FTLN 0182 A man of fire-new words, fashion’s own knight.
FTLN 0183 Costard the swain and he shall be our sport,
FTLN 0184 And so to study three years is but short.

Enter editorial emendationDull,editorial emendation a Constable, with a letter, editorial emendationandeditorial emendation Costard.

DULL  FTLN 0185185Which is the Duke’s own person?
BEROWNE  FTLN 0186This, fellow. What wouldst?
DULL  FTLN 0187I myself reprehend his own person, for I am his
FTLN 0188 Grace’s farborough. But I would see his own
FTLN 0189 person in flesh and blood.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0190190This is he.
DULL , editorial emendationto Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 0191Signior Arm-, Arm-, commends you.
FTLN 0192 There’s villainy abroad. This letter will tell you
FTLN 0193 more. editorial emendationHe gives the letter to the King.editorial emendation
COSTARD  FTLN 0194Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching
FTLN 0195195 me.
KING  FTLN 0196A letter from the magnificent Armado.

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BEROWNE  FTLN 0197How low soever the matter, I hope in God
FTLN 0198 for high words.
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 0199A high hope for a low heaven. God grant
FTLN 0200200 us patience!
BEROWNE  FTLN 0201To hear, or forbear hearing?
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 0202To hear meekly, sir, and to laugh moderately,
FTLN 0203 or to forbear both.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0204Well, sir, be it as the style shall give us cause
FTLN 0205205 to climb in the merriness.
COSTARD  FTLN 0206The matter is to me, sir, as concerning
FTLN 0207 Jaquenetta. The manner of it is, I was taken with
FTLN 0208 the manner.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0209In what manner?
COSTARD  FTLN 0210210In manner and form following, sir, all those
FTLN 0211 three. I was seen with her in the manor house,
FTLN 0212 sitting with her upon the form, and taken following
FTLN 0213 her into the park, which, put together, is “in manner
FTLN 0214 and form following.” Now, sir, for the manner.
FTLN 0215215 It is the manner of a man to speak to a woman. For
FTLN 0216 the form—in some form.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0217For the “following,” sir?
COSTARD  FTLN 0218As it shall follow in my correction, and God
FTLN 0219 defend the right.
KING  FTLN 0220220Will you hear this letter with attention?
BEROWNE  FTLN 0221As we would hear an oracle.
COSTARD  FTLN 0222Such is the sinplicity of man to hearken after
FTLN 0223 the flesh.
KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0224Great deputy, the welkin’s vicegerent and
FTLN 0225225 sole dominator of Navarre, my soul’s earth’s god, and
FTLN 0226 body’s fost’ring patron—

COSTARD  FTLN 0227Not a word of Costard yet.
KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0228So it is—
COSTARD  FTLN 0229It may be so, but if he say it is so, he is, in
FTLN 0230230 telling true, but so.
KING  FTLN 0231Peace.
COSTARD  FTLN 0232Be to me, and every man that dares not fight.

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KING  FTLN 0233No words.
COSTARD  FTLN 0234Of other men’s secrets, I beseech you.
KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0235235So it is, text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliobesiegedtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio with sable-colored melancholy,
FTLN 0236 I did commend the black oppressing humor
FTLN 0237 to the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving air;
FTLN 0238 and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to walk. The
FTLN 0239 time when? About the sixth hour, when beasts most
FTLN 0240240 graze, birds best peck, and men sit down to that
FTLN 0241 nourishment which is called supper. So much for the
FTLN 0242 time when. Now for the ground which—which, I
FTLN 0243 mean, I walked upon. It is yclept thy park. Then for the
FTLN 0244 place where—where, I mean, I did encounter that
FTLN 0245245 obscene and most prepost’rous event that draweth
FTLN 0246 from my snow-white pen the ebon-colored ink, which
FTLN 0247 here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest. But to
FTLN 0248 the place where. It standeth north-north-east and by
FTLN 0249 east from the west corner of thy curious-knotted
FTLN 0250250 garden. There did I see that low-spirited swain, that
FTLN 0251 base minnow of thy mirth,—

KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0253that unlettered, small-knowing soul,—
KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0255255that shallow vassal,—
COSTARD  FTLN 0256Still me?
KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0257which, as I remember, hight Costard,—
COSTARD  FTLN 0258O, me!
KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0259sorted and consorted, contrary to thy
FTLN 0260260 established proclaimed edict and continent canon,
FTLN 0261 which with—O with—but with this I passion to say
FTLN 0262 wherewith—

COSTARD  FTLN 0263With a wench.
KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0264with a child of our grandmother Eve, a
FTLN 0265265 female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a
FTLN 0266 woman: him, I, as my ever-esteemed duty pricks
FTLN 0267 me on, have sent to thee, to receive the meed of
FTLN 0268 punishment by thy sweet Grace’s officer, Anthony

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FTLN 0269 Dull, a man of good repute, carriage, bearing, and
FTLN 0270270 estimation.

DULL  FTLN 0271Me, an ’t shall please you. I am Anthony Dull.
KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation  FTLN 0272For Jaquenetta—so is the weaker vessel
FTLN 0273 called which I apprehended with the aforesaid
FTLN 0274 swain—I keep her as a vessel of thy law’s fury, and
FTLN 0275275 shall, at the least of thy sweet notice, bring her to trial.
FTLN 0276 Thine, in all compliments of devoted and heartburning
FTLN 0277 heat of duty,
FTLN 0278 Don Adriano de Armado.

BEROWNE  FTLN 0279This is not so well as I looked for, but the
FTLN 0280280 best that ever I heard.
KING  FTLN 0281Ay, the best, for the worst.  editorial emendationTo Costard.editorial emendation But,
FTLN 0282 sirrah, what say you to this?
COSTARD  FTLN 0283Sir, I confess the wench.
KING  FTLN 0284Did you hear the proclamation?
COSTARD  FTLN 0285285I do confess much of the hearing it, but little
FTLN 0286 of the marking of it.
KING  FTLN 0287It was proclaimed a year’s imprisonment to be
FTLN 0288 taken with a wench.
COSTARD  FTLN 0289I was taken with none, sir. I was taken with a
FTLN 0290290 damsel.
KING  FTLN 0291Well, it was proclaimed “damsel.”
COSTARD  FTLN 0292This was no damsel neither, sir. She was a
FTLN 0293 virgin.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0294It is so varied too, for it was proclaimed
FTLN 0295295 “virgin.”
COSTARD  FTLN 0296If it were, I deny her virginity. I was taken
FTLN 0297 with a maid.
KING  FTLN 0298This “maid” will not serve your turn, sir.
COSTARD  FTLN 0299This maid will serve my turn, sir.
KING  FTLN 0300300Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: you shall
FTLN 0301 fast a week with bran and water.
COSTARD  FTLN 0302I had rather pray a month with mutton and
FTLN 0303 porridge.

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ACT 1. SC. 2

KING  FTLN 0304And Don Armado shall be your keeper.
FTLN 0305305 My Lord Berowne, see him delivered o’er,
FTLN 0306 And go we, lords, to put in practice that
FTLN 0307  Which each to other hath so strongly sworn.
editorial emendationKing, Longaville, and Dumaine exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 0308 I’ll lay my head to any goodman’s hat,
FTLN 0309  These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn.
FTLN 0310310 Sirrah, come on.
COSTARD  FTLN 0311I suffer for the truth, sir; for true it is I was
FTLN 0312 taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaquenetta is a true
FTLN 0313 girl. And therefore welcome the sour cup of prosperity.
FTLN 0314 Affliction may one day smile again, and till
FTLN 0315315 then, sit thee down, sorrow.
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter Armado and Mote, his page.

ARMADO  FTLN 0316Boy, what sign is it when a man of great spirit
FTLN 0317 grows melancholy?
BOY  FTLN 0318A great sign, sir, that he will look sad.
ARMADO  FTLN 0319Why, sadness is one and the selfsame thing,
FTLN 03205 dear imp.
BOY  FTLN 0321No, no. O Lord, sir, no!
ARMADO  FTLN 0322How canst thou part sadness and melancholy,
FTLN 0323 my tender juvenal?
BOY  FTLN 0324By a familiar demonstration of the working, my
FTLN 032510 tough signior.
ARMADO  FTLN 0326Why “tough signior”? Why “tough signior”?
BOY  FTLN 0327Why “tender juvenal”? Why “tender juvenal”?
ARMADO  FTLN 0328I spoke it “tender juvenal” as a congruent
FTLN 0329 epitheton appertaining to thy young days, which
FTLN 033015 we may nominate “tender.”

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 1. SC. 2

BOY  FTLN 0331And I “tough signior” as an appurtenant title to
FTLN 0332 your old time, which we may name “tough.”
ARMADO  FTLN 0333Pretty and apt.
BOY  FTLN 0334How mean you, sir? I pretty and my saying apt, or
FTLN 033520 I apt and my saying pretty?
ARMADO  FTLN 0336Thou pretty because little.
BOY  FTLN 0337Little pretty, because little. Wherefore apt?
ARMADO  FTLN 0338And therefore apt, because quick.
BOY  FTLN 0339Speak you this in my praise, master?
ARMADO  FTLN 034025In thy condign praise.
BOY  FTLN 0341I will praise an eel with the same praise.
ARMADO  FTLN 0342What, that an eel is ingenious?
BOY  FTLN 0343That an eel is quick.
ARMADO  FTLN 0344I do say thou art quick in answers. Thou
FTLN 034530 heat’st my blood.
BOY  FTLN 0346I am answered, sir.
ARMADO  FTLN 0347I love not to be crossed.
BOY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 0348He speaks the mere contrary; crosses love
FTLN 0349 not him.
ARMADO  FTLN 035035I have promised to study three years with the
FTLN 0351 Duke.
BOY  FTLN 0352You may do it in an hour, sir.
ARMADO  FTLN 0353Impossible.
BOY  FTLN 0354How many is one thrice told?
ARMADO  FTLN 035540I am ill at reckoning. It fitteth the spirit of a
FTLN 0356 tapster.
BOY  FTLN 0357You are a gentleman and a gamester, sir.
ARMADO  FTLN 0358I confess both. They are both the varnish of a
FTLN 0359 complete man.
BOY  FTLN 036045Then I am sure you know how much the gross
FTLN 0361 sum of deuce-ace amounts to.
ARMADO  FTLN 0362It doth amount to one more than two.
BOY  FTLN 0363Which the base vulgar do call “three.”
ARMADO  FTLN 0364True.
BOY  FTLN 036550Why, sir, is this such a piece of study? Now here is
FTLN 0366 “three” studied ere you’ll thrice wink. And how

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 1. SC. 2

FTLN 0367 easy it is to put “years” to the word “three” and
FTLN 0368 study “three years” in two words, the dancing horse
FTLN 0369 will tell you.
ARMADO  FTLN 037055A most fine figure.
BOY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 0371To prove you a cipher.
ARMADO  FTLN 0372I will hereupon confess I am in love; and as it
FTLN 0373 is base for a soldier to love, so am I in love with a
FTLN 0374 base wench. If drawing my sword against the
FTLN 037560 humor of affection would deliver me from the
FTLN 0376 reprobate thought of it, I would take desire prisoner
FTLN 0377 and ransom him to any French courtier for a
FTLN 0378 new-devised curtsy. I think scorn to sigh; methinks
FTLN 0379 I should outswear Cupid. Comfort me, boy. What
FTLN 038065 great men have been in love?
BOY  FTLN 0381Hercules, master.
ARMADO  FTLN 0382Most sweet Hercules! More authority, dear
FTLN 0383 boy, name more; and, sweet my child, let them be
FTLN 0384 men of good repute and carriage.
BOY  FTLN 038570Samson, master; he was a man of good carriage,
FTLN 0386 great carriage, for he carried the town gates on his
FTLN 0387 back like a porter, and he was in love.
ARMADO  FTLN 0388O, well-knit Samson, strong-jointed Samson;
FTLN 0389 I do excel thee in my rapier as much as thou didst
FTLN 039075 me in carrying gates. I am in love too. Who was
FTLN 0391 Samson’s love, my dear Mote?
BOY  FTLN 0392A woman, master.
ARMADO  FTLN 0393Of what complexion?
BOY  FTLN 0394Of all the four, or the three, or the two, or one of
FTLN 039580 the four.
ARMADO  FTLN 0396Tell me precisely of what complexion.
BOY  FTLN 0397Of the sea-water green, sir.
ARMADO  FTLN 0398Is that one of the four complexions?
BOY  FTLN 0399As I have read, sir, and the best of them too.
ARMADO  FTLN 040085Green indeed is the color of lovers. But to
FTLN 0401 have a love of that color, methinks Samson had
FTLN 0402 small reason for it. He surely affected her for her
FTLN 0403 wit.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 1. SC. 2

BOY  FTLN 0404It was so, sir, for she had a green wit.
ARMADO  FTLN 040590My love is most immaculate white and red.
BOY  FTLN 0406Most maculate thoughts, master, are masked
FTLN 0407 under such colors.
ARMADO  FTLN 0408Define, define, well-educated infant.
BOY  FTLN 0409My father’s wit and my mother’s tongue, assist
FTLN 041095 me.
ARMADO  FTLN 0411Sweet invocation of a child, most pretty and
FTLN 0412 pathetical.
FTLN 0413 If she be made of white and red,
FTLN 0414  Her faults will ne’er be known,
FTLN 0415100 For editorial emendationblushingeditorial emendation cheeks by faults are bred,
FTLN 0416  And fears by pale white shown.
FTLN 0417 Then if she fear, or be to blame,
FTLN 0418  By this you shall not know,
FTLN 0419 For still her cheeks possess the same
FTLN 0420105  Which native she doth owe.

FTLN 0421 A dangerous rhyme, master, against the reason of
FTLN 0422 white and red.
ARMADO  FTLN 0423Is there not a ballad, boy, of The King and
FTLN 0424 the Beggar?
BOY  FTLN 0425110The world was very guilty of such a ballad some
FTLN 0426 three ages since, but I think now ’tis not to be found;
FTLN 0427 or if it were, it would neither serve for the writing
FTLN 0428 nor the tune.
ARMADO  FTLN 0429I will have that subject newly writ o’er, that I
FTLN 0430115 may example my digression by some mighty precedent.
FTLN 0431 Boy, I do love that country girl that I took in
FTLN 0432 the park with the rational hind Costard. She deserves
FTLN 0433 well.
BOY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 0434To be whipped—and yet a better love than
FTLN 0435120 my master.
ARMADO  FTLN 0436Sing, boy. My spirit grows heavy in love.
BOY , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 0437And that’s great marvel, loving a light
FTLN 0438 wench.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 1. SC. 2

ARMADO  FTLN 0439I say sing.
BOY  FTLN 0440125Forbear till this company be past.

Enter Clown (editorial emendationCostard,editorial emendation) Constable (editorial emendationDull,editorial emendation) and Wench
(editorial emendationJaquenetta.editorial emendation)

DULL , editorial emendationto Armadoeditorial emendation  FTLN 0441Sir, the Duke’s pleasure is that you
FTLN 0442 keep Costard safe, and you must suffer him to take
FTLN 0443 no delight, nor no penance, but he must fast three
FTLN 0444 days a week. For this damsel, I must keep her at the
FTLN 0445130 park. She is allowed for the dey-woman. Fare you
FTLN 0446 well.
ARMADO , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 0447I do betray myself with blushing.—
FTLN 0448 Maid.
ARMADO  FTLN 0450135I will visit thee at the lodge.
JAQUENETTA  FTLN 0451That’s hereby.
ARMADO  FTLN 0452I know where it is situate.
JAQUENETTA  FTLN 0453Lord, how wise you are.
ARMADO  FTLN 0454I will tell thee wonders.
JAQUENETTA  FTLN 0455140With that face?
ARMADO  FTLN 0456I love thee.
JAQUENETTA  FTLN 0457So I heard you say.
ARMADO  FTLN 0458And so, farewell.
JAQUENETTA  FTLN 0459Fair weather after you.
editorial emendationDULLeditorial emendation  FTLN 0460145Come, Jaquenetta, away.
editorial emendationDull and Jaquenettaeditorial emendation exit.
ARMADO , editorial emendationto Costardeditorial emendation  FTLN 0461Villain, thou shalt fast for thy
FTLN 0462 offenses ere thou be pardoned.
COSTARD  FTLN 0463Well, sir, I hope when I do it I shall do it on
FTLN 0464 a full stomach.
ARMADO  FTLN 0465150Thou shalt be heavily punished.
COSTARD  FTLN 0466I am more bound to you than your fellows,
FTLN 0467 for they are but lightly rewarded.
ARMADO , editorial emendationto Boyeditorial emendation  FTLN 0468Take away this villain. Shut him up.
BOY  FTLN 0469Come, you transgressing slave, away.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 1. SC. 2

COSTARD , editorial emendationto Armadoeditorial emendation  FTLN 0470155Let me not be pent up, sir. I will
FTLN 0471 fast being loose.
BOY  FTLN 0472No, sir, that were fast and loose. Thou shalt to
FTLN 0473 prison.
COSTARD  FTLN 0474Well, if ever I do see the merry days of
FTLN 0475160 desolation that I have seen, some shall see.
BOY  FTLN 0476What shall some see?
COSTARD  FTLN 0477Nay, nothing, Master Mote, but what they
FTLN 0478 look upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent in
FTLN 0479 their words, and therefore I will say nothing. I thank
FTLN 0480165 God I have as little patience as another man, and
FTLN 0481 therefore I can be quiet.
editorial emendationCostard and Boyeditorial emendation exit.
ARMADO  FTLN 0482I do affect the very ground (which is base)
FTLN 0483 where her shoe (which is baser) guided by her foot
FTLN 0484 (which is basest) doth tread. I shall be forsworn
FTLN 0485170 (which is a great argument of falsehood) if I love.
FTLN 0486 And how can that be true love which is falsely
FTLN 0487 attempted? Love is a familiar; love is a devil. There is
FTLN 0488 no evil angel but love, yet was Samson so tempted,
FTLN 0489 and he had an excellent strength; yet was Solomon
FTLN 0490175 so seduced, and he had a very good wit. Cupid’s
FTLN 0491 butt-shaft is too hard for Hercules’ club, and therefore
FTLN 0492 too much odds for a Spaniard’s rapier. The first
FTLN 0493 and second cause will not serve my turn; the
FTLN 0494 passado he respects not, the duello he regards not.
FTLN 0495180 His disgrace is to be called “boy,” but his glory is to
FTLN 0496 subdue men. Adieu, valor; rust, rapier; be still,
FTLN 0497 drum, for your manager is in love. Yea, he loveth.
FTLN 0498 Assist me, some extemporal god of rhyme, for I am
FTLN 0499 sure I shall turn sonnet. Devise wit, write pen, for I
FTLN 0500185 am for whole volumes in folio.
He exits.

text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioACT 2text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Enter the Princess of France, with three attending
Ladies (editorial emendationRosaline, Maria, and Katherine), Boyeteditorial emendation
and editorial emendationothereditorial emendation Lords.

FTLN 0501 Now, madam, summon up your dearest spirits.
FTLN 0502 Consider who the King your father sends,
FTLN 0503 To whom he sends, and what’s his embassy.
FTLN 0504 Yourself, held precious in the world’s esteem,
FTLN 05055 To parley with the sole inheritor
FTLN 0506 Of all perfections that a man may owe,
FTLN 0507 Matchless Navarre; the plea of no less weight
FTLN 0508 Than Aquitaine, a dowry for a queen.
FTLN 0509 Be now as prodigal of all dear grace
FTLN 051010 As nature was in making graces dear
FTLN 0511 When she did starve the general world besides
FTLN 0512 And prodigally gave them all to you.
FTLN 0513 Good Lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean,
FTLN 0514 Needs not the painted flourish of your praise.
FTLN 051515 Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye,
FTLN 0516 Not uttered by base sale of chapmen’s tongues.
FTLN 0517 I am less proud to hear you tell my worth
FTLN 0518 Than you much willing to be counted wise
FTLN 0519 In spending your wit in the praise of mine.
FTLN 052020 But now to task the tasker: good Boyet,

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 0521 You are not ignorant all-telling fame
FTLN 0522 Doth noise abroad Navarre hath made a vow,
FTLN 0523 Till painful study shall outwear three years,
FTLN 0524 No woman may approach his silent court.
FTLN 052525 Therefore to ’s seemeth it a needful course,
FTLN 0526 Before we enter his forbidden gates,
FTLN 0527 To know his pleasure, and in that behalf,
FTLN 0528 Bold of your worthiness, we single you
FTLN 0529 As our best-moving fair solicitor.
FTLN 053030 Tell him the daughter of the King of France
FTLN 0531 On serious business craving quick dispatch,
FTLN 0532 text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioImportunestext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio personal conference with his Grace.
FTLN 0533 Haste, signify so much, while we attend,
FTLN 0534 Like text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliohumble-visagedtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio suitors, his high will.
FTLN 053535 Proud of employment, willingly I go.
FTLN 0536 All pride is willing pride, and yours is so.
Boyet exits.
FTLN 0537 Who are the votaries, my loving lords,
FTLN 0538 That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke?
editorial emendationAeditorial emendation LORD 
FTLN 0539 editorial emendationLordeditorial emendation Longaville is one.
PRINCESS  FTLN 054040 Know you the man?
editorial emendationMARIAeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0541 I know him, madam. At a marriage feast
FTLN 0542 Between Lord Perigort and the beauteous heir
FTLN 0543 Of Jaques Falconbridge, solemnizèd
FTLN 0544 In Normandy, saw I this Longaville.
FTLN 054545 A man of sovereign text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliopartstext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio he is esteemed,
FTLN 0546 Well fitted in arts, glorious in arms.
FTLN 0547 Nothing becomes him ill that he would well.
FTLN 0548 The only soil of his fair virtue’s gloss,
FTLN 0549 If virtue’s gloss will stain with any soil,
FTLN 055050 Is a sharp wit matched with too blunt a will,
FTLN 0551 Whose edge hath power to cut, whose will still wills
FTLN 0552 It should none spare that come within his power.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 0553 Some merry mocking lord, belike. Is ’t so?
editorial emendationMARIAeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0554 They say so most that most his humors know.
FTLN 055555 Such short-lived wits do wither as they grow.
FTLN 0556 Who are the rest?
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0557 The young Dumaine, a well-accomplished youth,
FTLN 0558 Of all that virtue love for virtue loved.
FTLN 0559 Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill;
FTLN 056060 For he hath wit to make an ill shape good,
FTLN 0561 And shape to win grace though he had no wit.
FTLN 0562 I saw him at the Duke Alanson’s once,
FTLN 0563 And much too little of that good I saw
FTLN 0564 Is my report to his great worthiness.
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioROSALINEtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio 
FTLN 056565 Another of these students at that time
FTLN 0566 Was there with him, if I have heard a truth.
FTLN 0567 Berowne they call him, but a merrier man,
FTLN 0568 Within the limit of becoming mirth,
FTLN 0569 I never spent an hour’s talk withal.
FTLN 057070 His eye begets occasion for his wit,
FTLN 0571 For every object that the one doth catch
FTLN 0572 The other turns to a mirth-moving jest,
FTLN 0573 Which his fair tongue, conceit’s expositor,
FTLN 0574 Delivers in such apt and gracious words
FTLN 057575 That agèd ears play truant at his tales,
FTLN 0576 And younger hearings are quite ravishèd,
FTLN 0577 So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
FTLN 0578 God bless my ladies, are they all in love,
FTLN 0579 That every one her own hath garnishèd
FTLN 058080 With such bedecking ornaments of praise?
editorial emendationAeditorial emendation LORD 
FTLN 0581 Here comes Boyet.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 2. SC. 1

Enter Boyet.

PRINCESS  FTLN 0582 Now, what admittance, lord?
FTLN 0583 Navarre had notice of your fair approach,
FTLN 0584 And he and his competitors in oath
FTLN 058585 Were all addressed to meet you, gentle lady,
FTLN 0586 Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learned:
FTLN 0587 He rather means to lodge you in the field,
FTLN 0588 Like one that comes here to besiege his court,
FTLN 0589 Than seek a dispensation for his oath
FTLN 059090 To let you enter his text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliounpeopledtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio house.

Enter editorial emendationKing ofeditorial emendation Navarre, Longaville, Dumaine, and

FTLN 0591 Here comes Navarre.
KING  FTLN 0592Fair Princess, welcome to the court of Navarre.
PRINCESS  FTLN 0593“Fair” I give you back again, and “welcome”
FTLN 0594 I have not yet. The roof of this court is too
FTLN 059595 high to be yours, and welcome to the wide fields too
FTLN 0596 base to be mine.
FTLN 0597 You shall be welcome, madam, to my court.
FTLN 0598 I will be welcome, then. Conduct me thither.
FTLN 0599 Hear me, dear lady. I have sworn an oath.
FTLN 0600100 Our Lady help my lord! He’ll be forsworn.
FTLN 0601 Not for the world, fair madam, by my will.
FTLN 0602 Why, will shall break it, will and nothing else.
FTLN 0603 Your Ladyship is ignorant what it is.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 0604 Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise,
FTLN 0605105 Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance.
FTLN 0606 I hear your Grace hath sworn out housekeeping.
FTLN 0607 ’Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord,
FTLN 0608 And sin to break it.
FTLN 0609 But pardon me, I am too sudden bold.
FTLN 0610110 To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me.
FTLN 0611 Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming,
FTLN 0612 And suddenly resolve me in my suit.
editorial emendationShe gives him a paper.editorial emendation
FTLN 0613 Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.
FTLN 0614 You will the sooner that I were away,
FTLN 0615115 For you’ll prove perjured if you make me stay.
editorial emendationThey walk aside while the King reads the paper.editorial emendation
BEROWNE , editorial emendationto Rosalineeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0616 Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioROSALINEtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio 
FTLN 0617 Did not I dance with you in Brabant once?
FTLN 0618 I know you did.
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioROSALINEtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio  FTLN 0619 How needless was it then
FTLN 0620120 To ask the question.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0621 You must not be so quick.
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioROSALINEtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio 
FTLN 0622 ’Tis long of you that spur me with such questions.
FTLN 0623 Your wit’s too hot, it speeds too fast; ’twill tire.
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioROSALINEtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio 
FTLN 0624 Not till it leave the rider in the mire.
FTLN 0625125 What time o’ day?
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioROSALINEtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio  FTLN 0626 The hour that fools should ask.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0627Now fair befall your mask.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 2. SC. 1

text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioROSALINEtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio  FTLN 0628Fair fall the face it covers.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0629And send you many lovers.
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioROSALINEtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio  FTLN 0630130Amen, so you be none.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0631Nay, then, will I be gone.
KING , editorial emendationcoming forward with the Princesseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0632 Madam, your father here doth intimate
FTLN 0633 The payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
FTLN 0634 Being but the one half of an entire sum
FTLN 0635135 Disbursèd by my father in his wars.
FTLN 0636 But say that he or we, as neither have,
FTLN 0637 Received that sum, yet there remains unpaid
FTLN 0638 A hundred thousand more, in surety of the which
FTLN 0639 One part of Aquitaine is bound to us,
FTLN 0640140 Although not valued to the money’s worth.
FTLN 0641 If then the King your father will restore
FTLN 0642 But that one half which is unsatisfied,
FTLN 0643 We will give up our right in Aquitaine,
FTLN 0644 And hold fair friendship with his Majesty.
FTLN 0645145 But that, it seems, he little purposeth;
FTLN 0646 For here he doth demand to have repaid
FTLN 0647 A hundred thousand crowns, and not demands,
FTLN 0648 On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
FTLN 0649 To have his title live in Aquitaine—
FTLN 0650150 Which we much rather had depart withal,
FTLN 0651 And have the money by our father lent,
FTLN 0652 Than Aquitaine, so gelded as it is.
FTLN 0653 Dear Princess, were not his requests so far
FTLN 0654 From reason’s yielding, your fair self should make
FTLN 0655155 A yielding ’gainst some reason in my breast,
FTLN 0656 And go well satisfied to France again.
FTLN 0657 You do the King my father too much wrong,
FTLN 0658 And wrong the reputation of your name,
FTLN 0659 In so unseeming to confess receipt
FTLN 0660160 Of that which hath so faithfully been paid.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 0661 I do protest I never heard of it;
FTLN 0662 And if you prove it, I’ll repay it back
FTLN 0663 Or yield up Aquitaine.
PRINCESS  FTLN 0664 We arrest your word.—
FTLN 0665165 Boyet, you can produce acquittances
FTLN 0666 For such a sum from special officers
FTLN 0667 Of Charles his father.
KING  FTLN 0668 Satisfy me so.
FTLN 0669 So please your Grace, the packet is not come
FTLN 0670170 Where that and other specialties are bound.
FTLN 0671 Tomorrow you shall have a sight of them.
FTLN 0672 It shall suffice me; at which interview
FTLN 0673 All liberal reason I will yield unto.
FTLN 0674 Meantime receive such welcome at my hand
FTLN 0675175 As honor (without breach of honor) may
FTLN 0676 Make tender of to thy true worthiness.
FTLN 0677 You may not come, fair princess, within my gates,
FTLN 0678 But here without you shall be so received
FTLN 0679 As you shall deem yourself lodged in my heart,
FTLN 0680180 Though so denied fair harbor in my house.
FTLN 0681 Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell.
FTLN 0682 Tomorrow shall we visit you again.
FTLN 0683 Sweet health and fair desires consort your Grace.
FTLN 0684 Thy own wish wish I thee in every place.
He exits editorial emendationwith Dumaine,
Longaville, and Attendants.editorial emendation

BEROWNE , editorial emendationto Rosalineeditorial emendation  FTLN 0685185Lady, I will commend you to
FTLN 0686 my text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folioowntext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio heart.
ROSALINE  FTLN 0687Pray you, do my commendations. I would
FTLN 0688 be glad to see it.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0689I would you heard it groan.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 2. SC. 1

ROSALINE  FTLN 0690190Is the fool sick?
BEROWNE  FTLN 0691Sick at the heart.
ROSALINE  FTLN 0692Alack, let it blood.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0693Would that do it good?
ROSALINE  FTLN 0694My physic says “ay.”
BEROWNE  FTLN 0695195Will you prick ’t with your eye?
ROSALINE  FTLN 0696No point, with my knife.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0697Now God save thy life.
ROSALINE  FTLN 0698And yours from long living.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0699I cannot stay thanksgiving. He exits.

Enter Dumaine.

DUMAINE , editorial emendationto Boyeteditorial emendation 
FTLN 0700200 Sir, I pray you, a word. What lady is that same?
FTLN 0701 The heir of Alanson, editorial emendationKatherineeditorial emendation her name.
FTLN 0702 A gallant lady, monsieur. Fare you well. He exits.

Enter Longaville.

LONGAVILLE , editorial emendationto Boyeteditorial emendation 
FTLN 0703 I beseech you, a word. What is she in the white?
FTLN 0704 A woman sometimes, an you saw her in the light.
FTLN 0705205 Perchance light in the light. I desire her name.
FTLN 0706 She hath but one for herself; to desire that were a
FTLN 0707 shame.
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 0708Pray you, sir, whose daughter?
BOYET  FTLN 0709Her mother’s, I have heard.
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 0710210God’s blessing on your beard!
BOYET  FTLN 0711Good sir, be not offended. She is an heir of
FTLN 0712 Falconbridge.
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 0713Nay, my choler is ended. She is a most
FTLN 0714 sweet lady.

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ACT 2. SC. 1

BOYET  FTLN 0715215Not unlike, sir, that may be.
Longaville exits.

Enter Berowne.

BEROWNE , editorial emendationto Boyeteditorial emendation  FTLN 0716What’s her name in the cap?
BOYET  FTLN 0717editorial emendationRosaline,editorial emendation by good hap.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0718Is she wedded or no?
BOYET  FTLN 0719To her will, sir, or so.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0720220You are welcome, sir. Adieu.
BOYET  FTLN 0721Farewell to me, sir, and welcome to you.
Berowne exits.
FTLN 0722 That last is Berowne, the merry madcap lord.
FTLN 0723 Not a word with him but a jest.
BOYET  FTLN 0724 And every jest but
FTLN 0725225 a word.
FTLN 0726 It was well done of you to take him at his word.
FTLN 0727 I was as willing to grapple as he was to board.
FTLN 0728 Two hot sheeps, marry.
BOYET  FTLN 0729 And wherefore not ships?
FTLN 0730230 No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed on your lips.
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0731 You sheep and I pasture. Shall that finish the jest?
FTLN 0732 So you grant pasture for me. editorial emendationHe tries to kiss her.editorial emendation
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation  FTLN 0733 Not so, gentle beast,
FTLN 0734 My lips are no common, though several they be.
FTLN 0735235 Belonging to whom?
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation  FTLN 0736 To my fortunes and me.
FTLN 0737 Good wits will be jangling; but, gentles, agree,
FTLN 0738 This civil war of wits were much better used
FTLN 0739 On Navarre and his bookmen, for here ’tis abused.

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ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 0740240 If my observation, which very seldom lies,
FTLN 0741 By the heart’s still rhetoric, disclosèd wi’ th’ eyes,
FTLN 0742 Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected.
PRINCESS  FTLN 0743With what?
FTLN 0744 With that which we lovers entitle “affected.”
PRINCESS  FTLN 0745245Your reason?
FTLN 0746 Why, all his behaviors did make their retire
FTLN 0747 To the court of his eye, peeping thorough desire.
FTLN 0748 His heart like an agate with your print impressed,
FTLN 0749 Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed.
FTLN 0750250 His tongue, all impatient to speak and not see,
FTLN 0751 Did stumble with haste in his eyesight to be;
FTLN 0752 All senses to that sense did make their repair,
FTLN 0753 To feel only looking on fairest of fair.
FTLN 0754 Methought all his senses were locked in his eye,
FTLN 0755255 As jewels in crystal for some prince to buy,
FTLN 0756 Who, tend’ring their own worth from where they
FTLN 0757 were glassed,
FTLN 0758 Did point you to buy them along as you passed.
FTLN 0759 His face’s own margent did quote such amazes
FTLN 0760260 That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with gazes.
FTLN 0761 I’ll give you Aquitaine, and all that is his,
FTLN 0762 An you give him for my sake but one loving kiss.
PRINCESS , editorial emendationto her Ladieseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0763 Come, to our pavilion. Boyet is disposed.
FTLN 0764 But to speak that in words which his eye hath
FTLN 0765265 disclosed.
FTLN 0766 I only have made a mouth of his eye
FTLN 0767 By adding a tongue which I know will not lie.
editorial emendationMARIAeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0768 Thou art an old lovemonger and speakest skillfully.

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ACT 2. SC. 1

editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0769 He is Cupid’s grandfather, and learns news of him.
editorial emendationROSALINEeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0770270 Then was Venus like her mother, for her father is
FTLN 0771 but grim.
FTLN 0772 Do you hear, my mad wenches?
editorial emendationMARIAeditorial emendation  FTLN 0773 No.
BOYET  FTLN 0774 What then, do
FTLN 0775275 you see?
editorial emendationMARIAeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0776 Ay, our way to be gone.
BOYET  FTLN 0777 You are too hard for me.
They all exit.

text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioACT 3text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Enter Braggart editorial emendationArmadoeditorial emendation and his Boy.

ARMADO  FTLN 0778Warble, child, make passionate my sense of
FTLN 0779 hearing.
BOY  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation  FTLN 0780Concolinel.
ARMADO  FTLN 0781Sweet air. Go, tenderness of years.  editorial emendationHe hands
 over a key.editorial emendation 
FTLN 07825Take this key, give enlargement to the
FTLN 0783 swain, bring him festinately hither. I must employ
FTLN 0784 him in a letter to my love.
BOY  FTLN 0785Master, will you win your love with a French
FTLN 0786 brawl?
ARMADO  FTLN 078710How meanest thou? Brawling in French?
BOY  FTLN 0788No, my complete master, but to jig off a tune at the
FTLN 0789 tongue’s end, canary to it with your feet, humor it
FTLN 0790 with turning up your eyelids, sigh a note and sing a
FTLN 0791 note, sometimes through the throat editorial emendationaseditorial emendation if you
FTLN 079215 swallowed love with singing love, sometimes
FTLN 0793 through editorial emendationtheeditorial emendation nose as if you snuffed up love by
FTLN 0794 smelling love; with your hat penthouse-like o’er the
FTLN 0795 shop of your eyes, with your arms crossed on your
FTLN 0796 text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliothin-bellytext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio doublet like a rabbit on a spit; or your
FTLN 079720 hands in your pocket like a man after the old
FTLN 0798 painting; and keep not too long in one tune, but a
FTLN 0799 snip and away. These are compliments, these are
FTLN 0800 humors; these betray nice wenches that would be
FTLN 0801 betrayed without these, and make them men of

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 080225 note—do you note editorial emendationme?editorial emendation—that most are affected
FTLN 0803 to these.
ARMADO  FTLN 0804How hast thou purchased this experience?
BOY  FTLN 0805By my editorial emendationpennyeditorial emendation of observation.
ARMADO  FTLN 0806But O— but O—.
BOY  FTLN 080730“The hobby-horse is forgot.”
ARMADO  FTLN 0808Call’st thou my love “hobby-horse”?
BOY  FTLN 0809No, master. The hobby-horse is but a colt,  editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation
FTLN 0810 and your love perhaps a hackney.—But have you
FTLN 0811 forgot your love?
ARMADO  FTLN 081235Almost I had.
BOY  FTLN 0813Negligent student, learn her by heart.
ARMADO  FTLN 0814By heart and in heart, boy.
BOY  FTLN 0815And out of heart, master. All those three I will
FTLN 0816 prove.
ARMADO  FTLN 081740What wilt thou prove?
BOY  FTLN 0818A man, if I live; and this “by, in, and without,”
FTLN 0819 upon the instant: “by” heart you love her, because
FTLN 0820 your heart cannot come by her; “in” heart you love
FTLN 0821 her, because your heart is in love with her; and
FTLN 082245 “out” of heart you love her, being out of heart that
FTLN 0823 you cannot enjoy her.
ARMADO  FTLN 0824I am all these three.
BOY  FTLN 0825And three times as much more,  editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation and yet
FTLN 0826 nothing at all.
ARMADO  FTLN 082750Fetch hither the swain. He must carry me a
FTLN 0828 letter.
BOY  FTLN 0829A message well sympathized—a horse to be ambassador
FTLN 0830 for an ass.
ARMADO  FTLN 0831Ha? Ha? What sayest thou?
BOY  FTLN 083255Marry, sir, you must send the ass upon the horse,
FTLN 0833 for he is very slow-gaited. But I go.
ARMADO  FTLN 0834The way is but short. Away!
BOY  FTLN 0835As swift as lead, sir.
ARMADO  FTLN 0836text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioThytext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio meaning, pretty ingenious?
FTLN 083760 Is not lead a metal heavy, dull, and slow?

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 0838 Minime, honest master, or rather, master, no.
FTLN 0839 I say lead is slow.
BOY  FTLN 0840 You are too swift, sir, to say so.
FTLN 0841 Is that lead slow which is fired from a gun?
ARMADO  FTLN 084265Sweet smoke of rhetoric!
FTLN 0843 He reputes me a cannon, and the bullet, that’s
FTLN 0844 he.—
FTLN 0845 I shoot thee at the swain.
BOY  FTLN 0846 Thump, then, and I flee.
editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 084770 A most acute juvenal, voluble and free of grace.
FTLN 0848 By thy favor, sweet welkin, I must sigh in thy face.
FTLN 0849 Most rude melancholy, valor gives thee place.
FTLN 0850 My herald is returned.

Enter editorial emendationBoyeditorial emendation and Clown editorial emendationCostard.editorial emendation

BOY  FTLN 0851 A wonder, master!
FTLN 085275 Here’s a costard broken in a shin.
FTLN 0853 Some enigma, some riddle. Come, thy l’envoi begin.
COSTARD  FTLN 0854No egma, no riddle, no l’envoi, no salve in
FTLN 0855 the mail, sir. O, sir, plantain, a plain plantain! No
FTLN 0856 l’envoi, no l’envoi, no salve, sir, but a plantain.
ARMADO  FTLN 085780By virtue, thou enforcest laughter; thy silly
FTLN 0858 thought, my spleen. The heaving of my lungs
FTLN 0859 provokes me to ridiculous smiling. O pardon me,
FTLN 0860 my stars! Doth the inconsiderate take salve for
FTLN 0861 l’envoi, and the word l’envoi for a salve?
FTLN 086285 Do the wise think them other? Is not l’envoi a salve?
FTLN 0863 No, page, it is an epilogue or discourse to make plain

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 0864 Some obscure precedence that hath tofore been sain.
FTLN 0865 I will example it:
FTLN 0866 The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee
FTLN 086790 Were still at odds, being but three.

FTLN 0868 There’s the moral. Now the l’envoi.
BOY  FTLN 0869I will add the l’envoi. Say the moral again.
FTLN 0870 The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee
FTLN 0871 Were still at odds, being but three.

FTLN 087295 Until the goose came out of door
FTLN 0873 And stayed the odds by adding four.

FTLN 0874 Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow with
FTLN 0875 my l’envoi.
FTLN 0876 The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee
FTLN 0877100 Were still at odds, being but three.

FTLN 0878 Until the goose came out of door,
FTLN 0879 Staying the odds by adding four.

BOY  FTLN 0880A good l’envoi, ending in the goose. Would you
FTLN 0881 desire more?
FTLN 0882105 The boy hath sold him a bargain—a goose, that’s
FTLN 0883 flat.—
FTLN 0884 Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose be fat.
FTLN 0885 To sell a bargain well is as cunning as fast and
FTLN 0886 loose.
FTLN 0887110 Let me see: a fat l’envoi—ay, that’s a fat goose.
FTLN 0888 Come hither, come hither. How did this argument
FTLN 0889 begin?
FTLN 0890 By saying that a costard was broken in a shin.
FTLN 0891 Then called you for the l’envoi.

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ACT 3. SC. 1

COSTARD  FTLN 0892115True, and I for a plantain. Thus came your
FTLN 0893 argument in. Then the boy’s fat l’envoi, the goose
FTLN 0894 that you bought; and he ended the market.
ARMADO  FTLN 0895But tell me, how was there a costard broken
FTLN 0896 in a shin?
BOY  FTLN 0897120I will tell you sensibly.
COSTARD  FTLN 0898Thou hast no feeling of it, Mote. I will speak
FTLN 0899 that l’envoi.
FTLN 0900 I, Costard, running out, that was safely within,
FTLN 0901 Fell over the threshold and broke my shin.

ARMADO  FTLN 0902125We will talk no more of this matter.
COSTARD  FTLN 0903Till there be more matter in the shin.
ARMADO  FTLN 0904Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise thee.
COSTARD  FTLN 0905O, marry me to one Frances! I smell some
FTLN 0906 l’envoi, some goose, in this.
ARMADO  FTLN 0907130By my sweet soul, I mean, setting thee at
FTLN 0908 liberty, enfreedoming thy person. Thou wert immured,
FTLN 0909 restrained, captivated, bound.
COSTARD  FTLN 0910True, true; and now you will be my purgation,
FTLN 0911 and let me loose.
ARMADO  FTLN 0912135I give thee thy liberty, set thee from durance,
FTLN 0913 and, in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing but
FTLN 0914 this: bear this significant to the country maid
FTLN 0915 Jaquenetta.  (editorial emendationHe gives him a paper.editorial emendation) There is remuneration
FTLN 0916  (editorial emendationgiving him a coin,editorial emendation) for the best ward of
FTLN 0917140 mine honor is rewarding my dependents.—Mote,
FTLN 0918 follow. editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation
BOY  FTLN 0919Like the sequel, I. Signior Costard, adieu.
He exits.
FTLN 0920 My sweet ounce of man’s flesh, my incony Jew!
FTLN 0921 Now will I look to his remuneration.  editorial emendationHe looks at the
 coin.editorial emendation 
FTLN 0922145“Remuneration”! O, that’s the Latin word for
FTLN 0923 three farthings. Three farthings—remuneration.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 0924 “What’s the price of this inkle?” “One penny.” “No,
FTLN 0925 I’ll give you a remuneration.” Why, it carries it!
FTLN 0926 Remuneration. Why, it is a fairer name than “French
FTLN 0927150 crown.” I will never buy and sell out of this word.

Enter Berowne.

BEROWNE  FTLN 0928My good knave Costard, exceedingly well
FTLN 0929 met.
COSTARD  FTLN 0930Pray you, sir, how much carnation ribbon
FTLN 0931 may a man buy for a remuneration?
BEROWNE  FTLN 0932155What is a remuneration?
COSTARD  FTLN 0933Marry, sir, halfpenny farthing.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0934Why then, three farthing worth of silk.
COSTARD  FTLN 0935I thank your Worship. God be wi’ you.
editorial emendationHe begins to exit.editorial emendation
BEROWNE  FTLN 0936Stay, slave, I must employ thee.
FTLN 0937160 As thou wilt win my favor, good my knave,
FTLN 0938 Do one thing for me that I shall entreat.
COSTARD  FTLN 0939When would you have it done, sir?
BEROWNE  FTLN 0940This afternoon.
COSTARD  FTLN 0941Well, I will do it, sir. Fare you well.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0942165Thou knowest not what it is.
COSTARD  FTLN 0943I shall know, sir, when I have done it.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0944Why, villain, thou must know first.
COSTARD  FTLN 0945I will come to your Worship tomorrow
FTLN 0946 morning.
BEROWNE  FTLN 0947170It must be done this afternoon. Hark, slave,
FTLN 0948 it is but this:
FTLN 0949 The Princess comes to hunt here in the park,
FTLN 0950 And in her train there is a gentle lady.
FTLN 0951 When tongues speak sweetly, then they name her
FTLN 0952175 name,
FTLN 0953 And Rosaline they call her. Ask for her,
FTLN 0954 And to her white hand see thou do commend

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 0955 This sealed-up counsel. There’s thy guerdon.  editorial emendationHe
 gives him money.editorial emendation 
FTLN 0956Go.
COSTARD  FTLN 0957180Gardon.  editorial emendationHe looks at the money.editorial emendation O sweet
FTLN 0958 gardon! Better than remuneration, a ’levenpence
FTLN 0959 farthing better! Most sweet gardon. I will do it, sir,
FTLN 0960 in print. Gardon! Remuneration! He exits.
FTLN 0961 And I forsooth in love! I that have been love’s whip,
FTLN 0962185 A very beadle to a humorous sigh,
FTLN 0963 A critic, nay, a nightwatch constable,
FTLN 0964 A domineering pedant o’er the boy,
FTLN 0965 Than whom no mortal so magnificent.
FTLN 0966 This wimpled, whining, purblind, wayward boy,
FTLN 0967190 This Signior Junior, giant dwarf, Dan Cupid,
FTLN 0968 Regent of love rhymes, lord of folded arms,
FTLN 0969 Th’ anointed sovereign of sighs and groans,
FTLN 0970 Liege of all loiterers and malcontents,
FTLN 0971 Dread prince of plackets, king of codpieces,
FTLN 0972195 Sole imperator and great general
FTLN 0973 Of trotting paritors—O my little heart!
FTLN 0974 And I to be a corporal of his field
FTLN 0975 And wear his colors like a tumbler’s hoop!
FTLN 0976 What? I love, I sue, I seek a wife?
FTLN 0977200 A woman, that is like a German editorial emendationclock,editorial emendation
FTLN 0978 Still a-repairing, ever out of frame,
FTLN 0979 And never going aright, being a watch,
FTLN 0980 But being watched that it may still go right.
FTLN 0981 Nay, to be perjured, which is worst of all.
FTLN 0982205 And, among three, to love the worst of all,
FTLN 0983 A whitely wanton with a velvet brow,
FTLN 0984 With two pitch-balls stuck in her face for eyes.
FTLN 0985 Ay, and by heaven, one that will do the deed
FTLN 0986 Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard.
FTLN 0987210 And I to sigh for her, to watch for her,
FTLN 0988 To pray for her! Go to. It is a plague

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 0989 That Cupid will impose for my neglect
FTLN 0990 Of his almighty dreadful little might.
FTLN 0991 Well, I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue, groan.
FTLN 0992215 Some men must love my lady, and some Joan.
editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation

text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioACT 4text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Enter the Princess, a Forester, her Ladies, editorial emendationBoyeteditorial emendation and
her editorial emendationothereditorial emendation Lords.

FTLN 0993 Was that the King that spurred his horse so hard
FTLN 0994 Against the steep uprising of the hill?
FTLN 0995 I know not, but I think it was not he.
FTLN 0996 Whoe’er he was, he showed a mounting mind.—
FTLN 09975 Well, lords, today we shall have our dispatch.
FTLN 0998 Or Saturday we will return to France.—
FTLN 0999 Then, forester, my friend, where is the bush
FTLN 1000 That we must stand and play the murderer in?
FTLN 1001 Hereby, upon the edge of yonder coppice,
FTLN 100210 A stand where you may make the fairest shoot.
FTLN 1003 I thank my beauty, I am fair that shoot,
FTLN 1004 And thereupon thou speakst “the fairest shoot.”
FTLN 1005 Pardon me, madam, for I meant not so.
FTLN 1006 What, what? First praise me, and again say no?
FTLN 100715 O short-lived pride. Not fair? Alack, for woe!

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 1008 Yes, madam, fair.
PRINCESS  FTLN 1009 Nay, never paint me now.
FTLN 1010 Where fair is not, praise cannot mend the brow.
FTLN 1011 Here, good my glass, take this for telling true.
editorial emendationShe gives him money.editorial emendation
FTLN 101220 Fair payment for foul words is more than due.
FTLN 1013 Nothing but fair is that which you inherit.
FTLN 1014 See, see, my beauty will be saved by merit.
FTLN 1015 O heresy in fair, fit for these days!
FTLN 1016 A giving hand, though foul, shall have fair praise.
FTLN 101725 But come, the bow.  editorial emendationHe hands her a bow.editorial emendation Now
FTLN 1018 mercy goes to kill,
FTLN 1019 And shooting well is then accounted ill.
FTLN 1020 Thus will I save my credit in the shoot:
FTLN 1021 Not wounding, pity would not let me do ’t;
FTLN 102230 If wounding, then it was to show my skill,
FTLN 1023 That more for praise than purpose meant to kill.
FTLN 1024 And out of question so it is sometimes:
FTLN 1025 Glory grows guilty of detested crimes,
FTLN 1026 When for fame’s sake, for praise, an outward part,
FTLN 102735 We bend to that the working of the heart;
FTLN 1028 As I for praise alone now seek to spill
FTLN 1029 The poor deer’s blood, that my heart means no ill.
FTLN 1030 Do not curst wives hold that self sovereignty
FTLN 1031 Only for praise’ sake when they strive to be
FTLN 103240 Lords o’er their lords?
FTLN 1033 Only for praise; and praise we may afford
FTLN 1034 To any lady that subdues a lord.

Enter Clown editorial emendationCostard.editorial emendation

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 1035 Here comes a member of the commonwealth.
COSTARD  FTLN 1036God dig-you-den all! Pray you, which is the
FTLN 103745 head lady?
PRINCESS  FTLN 1038Thou shalt know her, fellow, by the rest that
FTLN 1039 have no heads.
COSTARD  FTLN 1040Which is the greatest lady, the highest?
PRINCESS  FTLN 1041The thickest and the tallest.
FTLN 104250 The thickest and the tallest: it is so, truth is
FTLN 1043 truth.
FTLN 1044 An your waist, mistress, were as slender as my wit,
FTLN 1045 One o’ these maids’ girdles for your waist should be
FTLN 1046 fit.
FTLN 104755 Are not you the chief woman? You are the thickest
FTLN 1048 here.
PRINCESS  FTLN 1049What’s your will, sir? What’s your will?
COSTARD  FTLN 1050I have a letter from Monsieur Berowne to
FTLN 1051 one Lady Rosaline.
FTLN 105260 O, thy letter, thy letter! He’s a good friend of mine.
FTLN 1053 Stand aside, good bearer.—Boyet, you can carve.
FTLN 1054 Break up this capon.
BOYET , editorial emendationtaking the lettereditorial emendation  FTLN 1055 I am bound to serve.
FTLN 1056 This letter is mistook; it importeth none here.
FTLN 105765 It is writ to Jaquenetta.
PRINCESS  FTLN 1058 We will read it, I swear.
FTLN 1059 Break the neck of the wax, and everyone give ear.
BOYET  reads.  FTLN 1060By heaven, that thou art fair is most
FTLN 1061 infallible, true that thou art beauteous, truth itself
FTLN 106270 that thou art lovely. More fairer than fair, beautiful
FTLN 1063 than beauteous, truer than truth itself, have commiseration
FTLN 1064 on thy heroical vassal. The magnanimous and
FTLN 1065 most illustrate King Cophetua set eye upon the pernicious
FTLN 1066 and indubitate beggar Zenelophon; and he it
FTLN 106775 was that might rightly say “Veni, vidi, vici,” which to

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ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 1068 annothanize in the vulgar (O base and obscure vulgar!)
FTLN 1069 videlicet, “He came, see, and overcame”: He
FTLN 1070 came, one; see, two; overcame, three. Who came? The
FTLN 1071 King. Why did he come? To see. Why did he see? To
FTLN 107280 overcome. To whom came he? To the beggar. What
FTLN 1073 saw he? The beggar. Who overcame he? The beggar.
FTLN 1074 The conclusion is victory. On whose side? The
FTLN 1075 editorial emendationKing’s.editorial emendation The captive is enriched. On whose side? The
FTLN 1076 beggar’s. The catastrophe is a nuptial. On whose side?
FTLN 107785 The King’s—no, on both in one, or one in both. I am
FTLN 1078 the King, for so stands the comparison; thou the
FTLN 1079 beggar, for so witnesseth thy lowliness. Shall I command
FTLN 1080 thy love? I may. Shall I enforce thy love? I could.
FTLN 1081 Shall I entreat thy love? I will. What shalt thou
FTLN 108290 exchange for rags? Robes. For tittles? Titles. For thyself?
FTLN 1083 Me. Thus expecting thy reply, I profane my lips on thy
FTLN 1084 foot, my eyes on thy picture, and my heart on thy every
FTLN 1085 part.
FTLN 1086 Thine, in the dearest design of industry,
FTLN 108795 Don Adriano de Armado.
FTLN 1088 Thus dost thou hear the Nemean lion roar
FTLN 1089  ’Gainst thee, thou lamb, that standest as his prey.
FTLN 1090 Submissive fall his princely feet before,
FTLN 1091  And he from forage will incline to play.
FTLN 1092100 But if thou strive, poor soul, what art thou then?
FTLN 1093 Food for his rage, repasture for his den.

FTLN 1094 What plume of feathers is he that indited this letter?
FTLN 1095 What vane? What weathercock? Did you ever hear
FTLN 1096 better?
FTLN 1097105 I am much deceived but I remember the style.
FTLN 1098 Else your memory is bad, going o’er it erewhile.
FTLN 1099 This Armado is a Spaniard that keeps here in court,

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ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 1100 A phantasime, a Monarcho, and one that makes
FTLN 1101 sport
FTLN 1102110 To the Prince and his bookmates.
PRINCESS , editorial emendationto Costardeditorial emendation  FTLN 1103 Thou, fellow, a word.
FTLN 1104 Who gave thee this letter?
COSTARD  FTLN 1105 I told you: my lord.
FTLN 1106 To whom shouldst thou give it?
COSTARD  FTLN 1107115 From my lord to my
FTLN 1108 lady.
PRINCESS  FTLN 1109From which lord to which lady?
FTLN 1110 From my Lord Berowne, a good master of mine,
FTLN 1111 To a lady of France that he called Rosaline.
FTLN 1112120 Thou hast mistaken his letter. Come, lords, away.
FTLN 1113  editorial emendationTo Rosaline.editorial emendation Here, sweet, put up this; ’twill be
FTLN 1114 thine another day.
editorial emendationThe Princess, Katherine, Lords, and
Forester exit. Boyet, Rosaline, Maria,
and Costard remain.editorial emendation

FTLN 1115 Who is the shooter? Who is the shooter?
FTLN 1117125 teach you to know?
FTLN 1118 Ay, my continent of beauty.
ROSALINE  FTLN 1119 Why, she that bears the bow.
FTLN 1120 Finely put off.
FTLN 1121 My lady goes to kill horns, but if thou marry,
FTLN 1122130 Hang me by the neck if horns that year miscarry.
FTLN 1123 Finely put on.
FTLN 1124 Well, then, I am the shooter.
BOYET  FTLN 1125 And who is your deer?

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ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 1126 If we choose by the horns, yourself come not near.
FTLN 1127135 Finely put on, indeed.
FTLN 1128 You still wrangle with her, Boyet, and she strikes at
FTLN 1129 the brow.
FTLN 1130 But she herself is hit lower. Have I hit her now?
ROSALINE  FTLN 1131Shall I come upon thee with an old saying,
FTLN 1132140 that was a man when King Pippen of France was a
FTLN 1133 little boy, as touching the hit it?
BOYET  FTLN 1134So I may answer thee with one as old, that was a
FTLN 1135 woman when Queen Guinover of Britain was a little
FTLN 1136 wench, as touching the hit it.
ROSALINE  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 1137145 Thou canst not hit it, hit it, hit it,
FTLN 1138 Thou canst not hit it, my good man.

BOYET  editorial emendationsingseditorial emendation 
FTLN 1139 An I cannot, cannot, cannot,
FTLN 1140 An I cannot, another can.

editorial emendationRosalineeditorial emendation exits.
FTLN 1141 By my troth, most pleasant. How both did fit it!
FTLN 1142150 A mark marvelous well shot, for they both did hit
FTLN 1143 editorial emendationit.editorial emendation
FTLN 1144 A mark! O, mark but that mark. “A mark,” says my
FTLN 1145 lady.
FTLN 1146 Let the mark have a prick in ’t to mete at, if it may
FTLN 1147155 be.
FTLN 1148 Wide o’ the bow hand! I’ faith, your hand is out.
FTLN 1149 Indeed, he must shoot nearer, or he’ll ne’er hit the
FTLN 1150 clout.

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ACT 4. SC. 2

BOYET , editorial emendationto Mariaeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1151 An if my hand be out, then belike your hand is in.
FTLN 1152160 Then will she get the upshoot by cleaving the editorial emendationpin.editorial emendation
FTLN 1153 Come, come, you talk greasily. Your lips grow foul.
COSTARD , editorial emendationto Boyeteditorial emendation 
FTLN 1154 She’s too hard for you at pricks, sir. Challenge her
FTLN 1155 to bowl.
FTLN 1156 I fear too much rubbing. Good night, my good owl.
editorial emendationBoyet and Maria exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 1157165 By my soul, a swain, a most simple clown.
FTLN 1158 Lord, Lord, how the ladies and I have put him
FTLN 1159 down.
FTLN 1160 O’ my troth, most sweet jests, most incony vulgar
FTLN 1161 wit,
FTLN 1162170 When it comes so smoothly off, so obscenely, as it
FTLN 1163 were, so fit.
FTLN 1164 Armado editorial emendationo’ th’ oneeditorial emendation side, O, a most dainty man!
FTLN 1165 To see him walk before a lady and to bear her fan.
FTLN 1166 To see him kiss his hand, and how most sweetly he
FTLN 1167175 will swear.
FTLN 1168 And his page o’ t’ other side, that handful of wit!
FTLN 1169 Ah heavens, it is editorial emendationaeditorial emendation most pathetical nit.
editorial emendationShouteditorial emendation within.
FTLN 1170 Sola, sola!
editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter Dull editorial emendationthe Constable,editorial emendation Holofernes the Pedant, and
Nathaniel editorial emendationthe Curate.editorial emendation

NATHANIEL  FTLN 1171Very reverend sport, truly, and done in the
FTLN 1172 testimony of a good conscience.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 4. SC. 2

HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1173The deer was, as you know, sanguis, in
FTLN 1174 blood, ripe as the pomewater, who now hangeth
FTLN 11755 like a jewel in the ear of caelo, the sky, the welkin,
FTLN 1176 the heaven, and anon falleth like a crab on the face
FTLN 1177 of terra, the soil, the land, the earth.
NATHANIEL  FTLN 1178Truly, Master Holofernes, the epithets are
FTLN 1179 sweetly varied, like a scholar at the least. But, sir, I
FTLN 118010 assure you, it was a buck of the first head.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1181Sir Nathaniel, haud credo.
DULL  FTLN 1182’Twas not a haud credo, ’twas a pricket.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1183Most barbarous intimation! Yet a kind of
FTLN 1184 insinuation, as it were, in via, in way, of explication;
FTLN 118515 facere, as it were, replication, or rather, ostentare, to
FTLN 1186 show, as it were, his inclination, after his undressed,
FTLN 1187 unpolished, uneducated, unpruned, untrained, or
FTLN 1188 rather unlettered, or ratherest, unconfirmed fashion,
FTLN 1189 to insert again my haud credo for a deer.
DULL  FTLN 119020I said the deer was not a haud credo, ’twas a
FTLN 1191 pricket.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1192Twice-sod simplicity, bis coctus!
FTLN 1193 O thou monster ignorance, how deformed dost thou
FTLN 1194 look!
FTLN 119525 Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred
FTLN 1196 in a book.
FTLN 1197 He hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk
FTLN 1198 ink. His intellect is not replenished. He is only an
FTLN 1199 animal, only sensible in the duller parts.
FTLN 120030 And such barren plants are set before us that we
FTLN 1201 thankful should be—
FTLN 1202 Which we editorial emendationofeditorial emendation taste and feeling are—for those parts
FTLN 1203 that do fructify in us more than he.
FTLN 1204 For as it would ill become me to be vain, indiscreet,
FTLN 120535 or a fool,
FTLN 1206 So were there a patch set on learning, to see him in
FTLN 1207 a school.

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ACT 4. SC. 2

FTLN 1208 But omne bene, say I, being of an old father’s mind:
FTLN 1209 Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.
FTLN 121040 You two are bookmen. Can you tell me by your wit
FTLN 1211 What was a month old at Cain’s birth that’s not
FTLN 1212 five weeks old as yet?
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1213Dictynna, goodman Dull, Dictynna,
FTLN 1214 goodman Dull.
DULL  FTLN 121545What is “dictima”?
FTLN 1216 A title to Phoebe, to Luna, to the moon.
FTLN 1217 The moon was a month old when Adam was no
FTLN 1218 more.
FTLN 1219 And raught not to five weeks when he came to
FTLN 122050 fivescore.
FTLN 1221 Th’ allusion holds in the exchange.
DULL  FTLN 1222’Tis true indeed. The collusion holds in the
FTLN 1223 exchange.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1224God comfort thy capacity! I say, th’ allusion
FTLN 122555 holds in the exchange.
DULL  FTLN 1226And I say the pollution holds in the exchange, for
FTLN 1227 the moon is never but a month old. And I say besides
FTLN 1228 that, ’twas a pricket that the Princess killed.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1229Sir Nathaniel, will you hear an extemporal
FTLN 123060 epitaph on the death of the deer? And, to humor
FTLN 1231 the editorial emendationignorant, call Ieditorial emendation the deer the Princess killed a
FTLN 1232 pricket.
NATHANIEL  FTLN 1233Perge, good Master Holofernes, perge, so it
FTLN 1234 shall please you to abrogate scurrility.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 123565I will something affect the letter, for it
FTLN 1236 argues facility.
FTLN 1237 The preyful princess pierced and pricked
FTLN 1238 a pretty pleasing pricket,
FTLN 1239  Some say a sore, but not a sore till now made
FTLN 124070  sore with shooting.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 4. SC. 2

FTLN 1241 The dogs did yell. Put “l” to “sore,” then sorel
FTLN 1242 jumps from thicket,
FTLN 1243  Or pricket sore, or else sorel. The people fall
FTLN 1244  a-hooting.
FTLN 124575 If sore be sore, then “L” to “sore” makes fifty
FTLN 1246 sores o’ sorel.
FTLN 1247 Of one sore I an hundred make by adding but one
FTLN 1248 more “L.”
NATHANIEL  FTLN 1249A rare talent.
DULL , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 125080If a talent be a claw, look how he claws
FTLN 1251 him with a talent.
editorial emendationHOLOFERNESeditorial emendation  FTLN 1252This is a gift that I have, simple, simple—
FTLN 1253 a foolish extravagant spirit, full of forms,
FTLN 1254 figures, shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions,
FTLN 125585 revolutions. These are begot in the ventricle
FTLN 1256 of memory, nourished in the womb of editorial emendationpia mater,editorial emendation
FTLN 1257 and delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. But
FTLN 1258 the gift is good in those text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliointext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio whom it is acute, and I
FTLN 1259 am thankful for it.
editorial emendationNATHANIELeditorial emendation  FTLN 126090Sir, I praise the Lord for you, and so may
FTLN 1261 my parishioners, for their sons are well tutored by
FTLN 1262 you, and their daughters profit very greatly under
FTLN 1263 you. You are a good member of the
FTLN 1264 commonwealth.
editorial emendationHOLOFERNESeditorial emendation  FTLN 126595Mehercle, if their sons be editorial emendationingenious,editorial emendation
FTLN 1266 they shall want no instruction; if their daughters be
FTLN 1267 capable, I will put it to them. But Vir sapis qui pauca
FTLN 1268 loquitur
. A soul feminine saluteth us.

Enter Jaquenetta and the Clown editorial emendationCostard.editorial emendation

JAQUENETTA , editorial emendationto Nathanieleditorial emendation  FTLN 1269God give you good morrow,
FTLN 1270100 Master Person.
editorial emendationHOLOFERNESeditorial emendation  FTLN 1271Master Person, quasi editorial emendationpierce one.editorial emendation And
FTLN 1272 if one should be pierced, which is the one?
COSTARD  FTLN 1273Marry, Master Schoolmaster, he that is likeliest
FTLN 1274 to a hogshead.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 4. SC. 2

editorial emendationHOLOFERNESeditorial emendation  FTLN 1275105Of piercing a hogshead! A good luster
FTLN 1276 of conceit in a turf of earth; fire enough for a flint,
FTLN 1277 pearl enough for a swine. ’Tis pretty, it is well.
JAQUENETTA , editorial emendationto Nathanieleditorial emendation  FTLN 1278Good Master Parson, be so
FTLN 1279 good as read me this letter. It was given me by
FTLN 1280110 Costard, and sent me from Don Armado. I beseech
FTLN 1281 you, read it.
editorial emendationShe hands Nathaniel a paper, which he looks at.editorial emendation
editorial emendationHOLOFERNESeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1282 Facile precor gelida quando peccas omnia sub umbra.
FTLN 1283 Ruminat—

FTLN 1284 and so forth. Ah, good old Mantuan! I may speak of
FTLN 1285115 thee as the traveler doth of Venice:
FTLN 1286 Venetia, Venetia,
FTLN 1287 Chi non ti vede, non ti pretia.

FTLN 1288 Old Mantuan, old Mantuan! Who understandeth
FTLN 1289 thee not, loves thee not.  (editorial emendationHe sings.editorial emendation) Ut, re, sol, la,
FTLN 1290120 mi, fa.  (editorial emendationTo Nathaniel.editorial emendation) Under pardon, sir, what are
FTLN 1291 the contents? Or rather, as Horace says in his—
FTLN 1292  (editorial emendationLooking at the letter.editorial emendation) What, my soul, verses?
editorial emendationNATHANIELeditorial emendation  FTLN 1293Ay, sir, and very learned.
editorial emendationHOLOFERNESeditorial emendation  FTLN 1294 Let me hear a staff, a stanza, a verse,
FTLN 1295125 Lege, domine.
editorial emendationNATHANIEL , readseditorial emendation 
FTLN 1296 If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love?
FTLN 1297  Ah, never faith could hold, if not to beauty vowed!
FTLN 1298 Though to myself forsworn, to thee I’ll faithful prove.
FTLN 1299  Those thoughts to me were oaks, to thee like osiers
FTLN 1300130   bowed.
FTLN 1301 Study his bias leaves and makes his book thine eyes,
FTLN 1302  Where all those pleasures live that art would
FTLN 1303   comprehend.
FTLN 1304 If knowledge be the mark, to know thee shall suffice.
FTLN 1305135  Well-learnèd is that tongue that well can thee
FTLN 1306   commend.

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ACT 4. SC. 2

FTLN 1307 All ignorant that soul that sees thee without wonder;
FTLN 1308  Which is to me some praise that I thy parts admire.
FTLN 1309 Thy eye Jove’s lightning bears, thy voice his dreadful
FTLN 1310140  thunder,
FTLN 1311  Which, not to anger bent, is music and sweet fire.
FTLN 1312 Celestial as thou art, O, pardon love this wrong,
FTLN 1313 That sings heaven’s praise with such an earthly tongue.

HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1314You find not the apostrophus, and so
FTLN 1315145 miss the accent. Let me supervise the editorial emendationcanzonet.editorial emendation
FTLN 1316  editorial emendationHe takes the paper.editorial emendation Here are only numbers ratified,
FTLN 1317 but, for the elegancy, facility, and golden cadence of
FTLN 1318 poesy—caret. Ovidius Naso was the man. And why
FTLN 1319 indeed “Naso,” but for smelling out the odoriferous
FTLN 1320150 flowers of fancy, the jerks of invention? Imitari is
FTLN 1321 nothing: so doth the hound his master, the ape his
FTLN 1322 keeper, the tired horse his rider.—But damosella
FTLN 1323 virgin, was this directed to you?
JAQUENETTA  FTLN 1324Ay, sir, from one Monsieur Berowne, one
FTLN 1325155 of the strange queen’s lords.
editorial emendationHOLOFERNESeditorial emendation  FTLN 1326I will overglance the superscript: “To
FTLN 1327 the snow-white hand of the most beauteous Lady
FTLN 1328 Rosaline.”
 I will look again on the intellect of the
FTLN 1329 letter for the nomination of the party editorial emendationwritingeditorial emendation to
FTLN 1330160 the person written unto: “Your Ladyship’s in all
FTLN 1331 desired employment, Berowne.”
 Sir editorial emendationNathaniel,editorial emendation this
FTLN 1332 Berowne is one of the votaries with the King, and
FTLN 1333 here he hath framed a letter to a sequent of the
FTLN 1334 stranger queen’s: which accidentally, or by the way
FTLN 1335165 of progression, hath miscarried.  editorial emendationTo Jaquenetta.editorial emendation
FTLN 1336 Trip and go, my sweet. Deliver this paper into the
FTLN 1337 royal hand of the King. It may concern much. Stay
FTLN 1338 not thy compliment. I forgive thy duty. Adieu.
JAQUENETTA  FTLN 1339Good Costard, go with me.—Sir, God
FTLN 1340170 save your life.
COSTARD  FTLN 1341Have with thee, my girl.
editorial emendationCostard and Jaquenettaeditorial emendation exit.

Love’s Labor’s Lost
ACT 4. SC. 3

editorial emendationNATHANIELeditorial emendation  FTLN 1342Sir, you have done this in the fear of God
FTLN 1343 very religiously; and, as a certain Father saith—
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1344Sir, tell not me of the Father. I do fear
FTLN 1345175 colorable colors. But to return to the verses: did
FTLN 1346 they please you, Sir Nathaniel?
NATHANIEL  FTLN 1347Marvelous well for the pen.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1348I do dine today at the father’s of a certain
FTLN 1349 pupil of mine, where if, before repast, it shall
FTLN 1350180 please you to gratify the table with a grace, I will,
FTLN 1351 on my privilege I have with the parents of the
FTLN 1352 foresaid child or pupil, undertake your ben venuto;
FTLN 1353 where I will prove those verses to be very unlearned,
FTLN 1354 neither savoring of poetry, wit, nor invention.
FTLN 1355185 I beseech your society.
NATHANIEL  FTLN 1356And thank you too; for society, saith the
FTLN 1357 text, is the happiness of life.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1358And certes the text most infallibly concludes
FTLN 1359 it.  editorial emendationTo Dull.editorial emendation Sir, I do invite you too. You shall
FTLN 1360190 not say me nay. Pauca verba. Away! The gentles are
FTLN 1361 at their game, and we will to our recreation.
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
Enter Berowne with a paper in his hand, alone.

BEROWNE  FTLN 1362The King, he is hunting the deer; I am
FTLN 1363 coursing myself. They have pitched a toil; I am
FTLN 1364 toiling in a pitch—pitch that defiles. Defile! A foul
FTLN 1365 word. Well, “set thee down, sorrow”; for so they
FTLN 13665 say the fool said, and so say I, and I the fool. Well
FTLN 1367 proved, wit. By the Lord, this love is as mad as Ajax.
FTLN 1368 It kills sheep, it kills me, I a sheep. Well proved
FTLN 1369 again, o’ my side. I will not love. If I do, hang me. I’
FTLN 1370 faith, I will not. O, but her eye! By this light, but for
FTLN 137110 her eye I would not love her; yes, for her two eyes.

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ACT 4. SC. 3

FTLN 1372 Well, I do nothing in the world but lie, and lie in my
FTLN 1373 throat. By heaven, I do love, and it hath taught me to
FTLN 1374 rhyme, and to be melancholy. And here is part of my
FTLN 1375 rhyme, and here my melancholy. Well, she hath one
FTLN 137615 o’ my sonnets already. The clown bore it, the fool
FTLN 1377 sent it, and the lady hath it. Sweet clown, sweeter
FTLN 1378 fool, sweetest lady. By the world, I would not care a
FTLN 1379 pin, if the other three were in. Here comes one with
FTLN 1380 a paper. God give him grace to groan.
He stands aside.

The King entereth editorial emendationwith a paper.editorial emendation

KING  FTLN 138120Ay me!
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1382Shot, by heaven! Proceed, sweet
FTLN 1383 Cupid. Thou hast thumped him with thy birdbolt
FTLN 1384 under the left pap. In faith, secrets!
KING  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation 
FTLN 1385 So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not
FTLN 138625  To those fresh morning drops upon the rose
FTLN 1387 As thy eyebeams, when their fresh rays have smote
FTLN 1388  The night of dew that on my cheeks down flows.
FTLN 1389 Nor shines the silver moon one-half so bright
FTLN 1390  Through the transparent bosom of the deep
FTLN 139130 As doth thy face, through tears of mine, give light.
FTLN 1392  Thou shin’st in every tear that I do weep.
FTLN 1393 No drop but as a coach doth carry thee;
FTLN 1394  So ridest thou triumphing in my woe.
FTLN 1395 Do but behold the tears that swell in me,
FTLN 139635  And they thy glory through my grief will show.
FTLN 1397 But do not love thyself; then thou text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliowilttext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio keep
FTLN 1398 My tears for glasses, and still make me weep.
FTLN 1399 O queen of queens, how far dost thou excel
FTLN 1400 No thought can think, nor tongue of mortal tell.

FTLN 140140 How shall she know my griefs? I’ll drop the paper.
FTLN 1402 Sweet leaves, shade folly. Who is he comes here?

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ACT 4. SC. 3

Enter Longaville, editorial emendationwith papers.editorial emendation The King steps aside.

FTLN 1403 What, Longaville, and reading! Listen, ear.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1404 Now, in thy likeness, one more fool appear!
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 1405Ay me! I am forsworn.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 140645 Why, he comes in like a perjure, wearing papers!
editorial emendationKING , asideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1407 In love, I hope! Sweet fellowship in shame.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1408 One drunkard loves another of the name.
FTLN 1409 Am I the first that have been perjured so?
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1410 I could put thee in comfort: not by two that I know.
FTLN 141150 Thou makest the triumviry, the corner-cap of
FTLN 1412 society,
FTLN 1413 The shape of love’s Tyburn, that hangs up simplicity.
FTLN 1414 I fear these stubborn lines lack power to move.
FTLN 1415  editorial emendationReads.editorial emendation O sweet Maria, empress of my love—
FTLN 141655 These numbers will I tear and write in prose.
editorial emendationHe tears the paper.editorial emendation
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1417 O, rhymes are guards on wanton Cupid’s hose.
FTLN 1418 Disfigure not his shop!
LONGAVILLE , editorial emendationtaking another papereditorial emendation  FTLN 1419 This same shall go.
(He reads the sonnet.)
FTLN 1420 Did not the heavenly rhetoric of thine eye,
FTLN 142160  ’Gainst whom the world cannot hold argument,
FTLN 1422 Persuade my heart to this false perjury?
FTLN 1423  Vows for thee broke deserve not punishment.
FTLN 1424 A woman I forswore, but I will prove,
FTLN 1425  Thou being a goddess, I forswore not thee.
FTLN 142665 My vow was earthly, thou a heavenly love.

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ACT 4. SC. 3

FTLN 1427  Thy grace being gained cures all disgrace in me.
FTLN 1428 Vows are but breath, and breath a vapor is.
FTLN 1429  Then thou, fair sun, which on my Earth dost
FTLN 1430   shine,
FTLN 143170 Exhal’st this vapor-vow; in thee it is.
FTLN 1432  If broken, then, it is no fault of mine.
FTLN 1433 If by me broke, what fool is not so wise
FTLN 1434 To lose an oath to win a paradise?

BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1435 This is the liver vein, which makes flesh a deity,
FTLN 143675 A green goose a goddess. Pure, pure text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folioidolatry.text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio
FTLN 1437 God amend us, God amend. We are much out o’ th’
FTLN 1438 way.
FTLN 1439 By whom shall I send this?—Company? Stay.
editorial emendationHe steps aside.editorial emendation

Enter Dumaine, editorial emendationwith a paper.editorial emendation

BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1440 All hid, all hid—an old infant play.
FTLN 144180 Like a demigod here sit I in the sky,
FTLN 1442 And wretched fools’ secrets heedfully o’ereye.
FTLN 1443 More sacks to the mill. O heavens, I have my wish.
FTLN 1444 Dumaine transformed! Four woodcocks in a dish.
DUMAINE  FTLN 1445O most divine Kate!
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 144685O most profane coxcomb!
FTLN 1447 By heaven, the wonder in a mortal eye!
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1448 By Earth, she is not, corporal. There you lie.
FTLN 1449 Her amber hairs for foul hath amber quoted.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1450 An amber-colored raven was well noted.
FTLN 145190 As upright as the cedar.

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BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1452 Stoop, I say.
FTLN 1453 Her shoulder is with child.
DUMAINE  FTLN 1454 As fair as day.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1455 Ay, as some days, but then no sun must shine.
FTLN 145695 O, that I had my wish!
LONGAVILLE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1457 And I had mine!
KING , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 1458And mine too, good Lord!
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1459 Amen, so I had mine. Is not that a good word?
FTLN 1460 I would forget her, but a fever she
FTLN 1461100 Reigns in my blood, and will remembered be.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1462 A fever in your blood? Why, then incision
FTLN 1463 Would let her out in saucers! Sweet misprision.
FTLN 1464 Once more I’ll read the ode that I have writ.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1465 Once more I’ll mark how love can vary wit.
DUMAINE  reads his sonnet. 
FTLN 1466105 On a day—alack the day!—
FTLN 1467 Love, whose month is ever May,
FTLN 1468 Spied a blossom passing fair,
FTLN 1469 Playing in the wanton air.
FTLN 1470 Through the velvet leaves the wind,
FTLN 1471110 All unseen, can passage find;
FTLN 1472 That the lover, sick to death,
FTLN 1473 editorial emendationWishededitorial emendation himself the heaven’s breath.
FTLN 1474 “Air,” quoth he, “thy cheeks may blow.
FTLN 1475 Air, would I might triumph so!”
FTLN 1476115 But, alack, my hand is sworn
FTLN 1477 Ne’er to pluck thee from thy editorial emendationthorn.editorial emendation

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FTLN 1478 Vow, alack, for youth unmeet,
FTLN 1479 Youth so apt to pluck a sweet.
FTLN 1480 Do not call it sin in me
FTLN 1481120 That I am forsworn for thee—
FTLN 1482 Thou for whom Jove would swear
FTLN 1483 Juno but an Ethiope were,
FTLN 1484 And deny himself for Jove,
FTLN 1485 Turning mortal for thy love.

FTLN 1486125 This will I send, and something else more plain
FTLN 1487 That shall express my true love’s fasting pain.
FTLN 1488 O, would the King, Berowne, and Longaville
FTLN 1489 Were lovers too! Ill to example ill
FTLN 1490 Would from my forehead wipe a perjured note,
FTLN 1491130 For none offend where all alike do dote.
LONGAVILLE , editorial emendationcoming forwardeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1492 Dumaine, thy love is far from charity,
FTLN 1493 That in love’s grief desir’st society.
FTLN 1494 You may look pale, but I should blush, I know,
FTLN 1495 To be o’er-heard and taken napping so.
KING , editorial emendationcoming forwardeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1496135  editorial emendationTo Longaville.editorial emendation Come, sir, you blush! As his, your
FTLN 1497 case is such.
FTLN 1498 You chide at him, offending twice as much.
FTLN 1499 You do not love Maria? Longaville
FTLN 1500 Did never sonnet for her sake compile,
FTLN 1501140 Nor never lay his wreathèd arms athwart
FTLN 1502 His loving bosom to keep down his heart?
FTLN 1503 I have been closely shrouded in this bush
FTLN 1504 And marked you both, and for you both did blush.
FTLN 1505 I heard your guilty rhymes, observed your fashion,
FTLN 1506145 Saw sighs reek from you, noted well your passion.
FTLN 1507 “Ay, me!” says one. “O Jove!” the other cries.
FTLN 1508 One, her hairs were gold, crystal the other’s eyes.
FTLN 1509  editorial emendationTo Longaville.editorial emendation You would for paradise break faith
FTLN 1510 and troth,

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FTLN 1511150  editorial emendationTo Dumaine.editorial emendation And Jove, for your love, would
FTLN 1512 infringe an oath.
FTLN 1513 What will Berowne say when that he shall hear
FTLN 1514 Faith infringed, which such zeal did swear?
FTLN 1515 How will he scorn, how will he spend his wit!
FTLN 1516155 How will he triumph, leap, and laugh at it!
FTLN 1517 For all the wealth that ever I did see,
FTLN 1518 I would not have him know so much by me.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationcoming forwardeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1519 Now step I forth to whip hypocrisy.
FTLN 1520 Ah, good my liege, I pray thee pardon me.
FTLN 1521160 Good heart, what grace hast thou thus to reprove
FTLN 1522 These worms for loving, that art most in love?
FTLN 1523 Your eyes do make no editorial emendationcoaches;editorial emendation in your tears
FTLN 1524 There is no certain princess that appears.
FTLN 1525 You’ll not be perjured, ’tis a hateful thing!
FTLN 1526165 Tush, none but minstrels like of sonneting!
FTLN 1527 But are you not ashamed? Nay, are you not,
FTLN 1528 All three of you, to be thus much o’ershot?
FTLN 1529  editorial emendationTo Longaville.editorial emendation You found his mote, the King your
FTLN 1530 mote did see,
FTLN 1531170 But I a beam do find in each of three.
FTLN 1532 O, what a scene of fool’ry have I seen,
FTLN 1533 Of sighs, of groans, of sorrow, and of teen!
FTLN 1534 O me, with what strict patience have I sat,
FTLN 1535 To see a king transformèd to a gnat!
FTLN 1536175 To see great Hercules whipping a gig,
FTLN 1537 And profound Solomon to tune a jig,
FTLN 1538 And Nestor play at pushpin with the boys,
FTLN 1539 And critic Timon laugh at idle toys.
FTLN 1540 Where lies thy grief, O tell me, good Dumaine?
FTLN 1541180 And gentle Longaville, where lies thy pain?
FTLN 1542 And where my liege’s? All about the breast!
FTLN 1543 A caudle, ho!
KING  FTLN 1544 Too bitter is thy jest.
FTLN 1545 Are we betrayed thus to thy overview?

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FTLN 1546185 Not you editorial emendationtoeditorial emendation me, but I betrayed editorial emendationbyeditorial emendation you.
FTLN 1547 I, that am honest, I, that hold it sin
FTLN 1548 To break the vow I am engagèd in.
FTLN 1549 I am betrayed by keeping company
FTLN 1550 With men like editorial emendationyou,editorial emendation men of inconstancy.
FTLN 1551190 When shall you see me write a thing in rhyme?
FTLN 1552 Or groan for Joan? or spend a minute’s time
FTLN 1553 In pruning me? When shall you hear that I
FTLN 1554 Will praise a hand, a foot, a face, an eye,
FTLN 1555 A gait, a state, a brow, a breast, a waist,
FTLN 1556195 A leg, a limb—

Enter Jaquenetta, editorial emendationwith a paper,editorial emendation and Clown editorial emendationCostard.editorial emendation
editorial emendationBerowne begins to exit.editorial emendation

KING  FTLN 1557 Soft, whither away so fast?
FTLN 1558 A true man, or a thief, that gallops so?
FTLN 1559 I post from love. Good lover, let me go.
FTLN 1560 God bless the King.
KING  FTLN 1561200 What present hast thou there?
FTLN 1562 Some certain treason.
KING  FTLN 1563 What makes treason here?
FTLN 1564 Nay, it makes nothing, sir.
KING  FTLN 1565 If it mar nothing neither,
FTLN 1566205 The treason and you go in peace away together.
FTLN 1567 I beseech your Grace, let this letter be read.
FTLN 1568 Our person misdoubts it. ’Twas treason, he said.
FTLN 1569 Berowne, read it over.
editorial emendationBerowneeditorial emendation reads the letter.
editorial emendationTo Jaquenetta.editorial emendation  FTLN 1570 Where hadst thou it?

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JAQUENETTA  FTLN 1571210Of Costard.
KING , editorial emendationto Costardeditorial emendation  FTLN 1572Where hadst thou it?
COSTARD  FTLN 1573Of Dun Adramadio, Dun Adramadio.
editorial emendationBerowne tears the paper.editorial emendation
KING , editorial emendationto Berowneeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1574 How now, what is in you? Why dost thou tear it?
FTLN 1575 A toy, my liege, a toy. Your Grace needs not fear it.
FTLN 1576215 It did move him to passion, and therefore let’s hear
FTLN 1577 it.
DUMAINE , editorial emendationpicking up the paperseditorial emendation 
FTLN 1578 It is Berowne’s writing, and here is his name.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationto Costardeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1579 Ah, you whoreson loggerhead, you were born to do
FTLN 1580 me shame.—
FTLN 1581220 Guilty, my lord, guilty. I confess, I confess.
KING  FTLN 1582What?
FTLN 1583 That you three fools lacked me fool to make up
FTLN 1584 the mess.
FTLN 1585 He, he, and you—and you, my liege—and I
FTLN 1586225 Are pickpurses in love, and we deserve to die.
FTLN 1587 O, dismiss this audience, and I shall tell you more.
FTLN 1588 Now the number is even.
BEROWNE  FTLN 1589 True, true, we are four.
FTLN 1590  editorial emendationPointing to Jaquenetta and Costard.editorial emendation Will these
FTLN 1591230 turtles be gone?
KING  FTLN 1592 Hence, sirs. Away.
FTLN 1593 Walk aside the true folk, and let the traitors stay.
editorial emendationJaquenetta and Costard exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 1594 Sweet lords, sweet lovers, O, let us embrace.
FTLN 1595  As true we are as flesh and blood can be.

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FTLN 1596235 The sea will ebb and flow, heaven show his face;
FTLN 1597  Young blood doth not obey an old decree.
FTLN 1598 We cannot cross the cause why we were born;
FTLN 1599 Therefore of all hands must we be forsworn.
FTLN 1600 What, did these rent lines show some love of thine?
FTLN 1601240 Did they, quoth you? Who sees the heavenly
FTLN 1602 Rosaline
FTLN 1603 That, like a rude and savage man of Ind
FTLN 1604  At the first op’ning of the gorgeous East,
FTLN 1605 Bows not his vassal head and, strucken blind,
FTLN 1606245  Kisses the base ground with obedient breast?
FTLN 1607 What peremptory eagle-sighted eye
FTLN 1608  Dares look upon the heaven of her brow
FTLN 1609 That is not blinded by her majesty?
FTLN 1610  What zeal, what fury, hath inspired thee now?
FTLN 1611250 My love, her mistress, is a gracious moon,
FTLN 1612  She an attending star scarce seen a light.
FTLN 1613 My eyes are then no eyes, nor I Berowne.
FTLN 1614  O, but for my love, day would turn to night!
FTLN 1615 Of all complexions the culled sovereignty
FTLN 1616255  Do meet as at a fair in her fair cheek.
FTLN 1617 Where several worthies make one dignity,
FTLN 1618  Where nothing wants that want itself doth seek.
FTLN 1619 Lend me the flourish of all gentle tongues—
FTLN 1620  Fie, painted rhetoric! O, she needs it not!
FTLN 1621260 To things of sale a seller’s praise belongs.
FTLN 1622  She passes praise. Then praise too short doth blot.
FTLN 1623 A withered hermit, fivescore winters worn,
FTLN 1624  Might shake off fifty, looking in her eye.
FTLN 1625 Beauty doth varnish age, as if newborn,

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FTLN 1626265  And gives the crutch the cradle’s infancy.
FTLN 1627 O, ’tis the sun that maketh all things shine!
FTLN 1628  By heaven, thy love is black as ebony.
FTLN 1629 Is ebony like her? O word divine!
FTLN 1630  A wife of such wood were felicity.
FTLN 1631270 O, who can give an oath? Where is a book,
FTLN 1632  That I may swear beauty doth beauty lack
FTLN 1633 If that she learn not of her eye to look?
FTLN 1634  No face is fair that is not full so black.
FTLN 1635 O, paradox! Black is the badge of hell,
FTLN 1636275  The hue of dungeons and the school of night,
FTLN 1637 And beauty’s crest becomes the heavens well.
FTLN 1638  Devils soonest tempt, resembling spirits of light.
FTLN 1639 O, if in black my lady’s brows be decked,
FTLN 1640  It mourns that painting editorial emendationandeditorial emendation usurping hair
FTLN 1641280 Should ravish doters with a false aspect:
FTLN 1642  And therefore is she born to make black fair.
FTLN 1643 Her favor turns the fashion of the days,
FTLN 1644  For native blood is counted painting now.
FTLN 1645 And therefore red, that would avoid dispraise,
FTLN 1646285  Paints itself black to imitate her brow.
FTLN 1647 To look like her are chimney-sweepers black.
FTLN 1648  And since her time are colliers counted bright.
FTLN 1649 And Ethiopes of their sweet complexion crack.
FTLN 1650  Dark needs no candles now, for dark is light.
FTLN 1651290 Your mistresses dare never come in rain,
FTLN 1652  For fear their colors should be washed away.

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FTLN 1653 ’Twere good yours did, for, sir, to tell you plain,
FTLN 1654  I’ll find a fairer face not washed today.
FTLN 1655 I’ll prove her fair, or talk till doomsday here.
FTLN 1656295  No devil will fright thee then so much as she.
FTLN 1657 I never knew man hold vile stuff so dear.
LONGAVILLE , editorial emendationshowing his shoeeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1658  Look, here’s thy love; my foot and her face see.
FTLN 1659 O, if the streets were pavèd with thine eyes.
FTLN 1660  Her feet were much too dainty for such tread.
FTLN 1661300 O vile! Then as she goes, what upward lies
FTLN 1662  The street should see as she walked overhead.
FTLN 1663 But what of this? Are we not all in love?
FTLN 1664  Nothing so sure, and thereby all forsworn.
FTLN 1665 Then leave this chat, and, good Berowne, now prove
FTLN 1666305  Our loving lawful, and our faith not torn.
FTLN 1667 Ay, marry, there, some flattery for this evil.
FTLN 1668  O, some authority how to proceed,
FTLN 1669 Some tricks, some quillets, how to cheat the devil.
FTLN 1670  Some salve for perjury.
BEROWNE  FTLN 1671310  O, ’tis more than need.
FTLN 1672 Have at you, then, affection’s men-at-arms!
FTLN 1673 O, we have made a vow to study, lords,
FTLN 1674 And in that vow we have forsworn our books.

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FTLN 1675 For when would you, my liege, or you, or you,
FTLN 1676315 In leaden contemplation have found out
FTLN 1677 Such fiery numbers as the prompting eyes
FTLN 1678 Of beauty’s tutors have enriched you with?
FTLN 1679 Other slow arts entirely keep the brain
FTLN 1680 And therefore, finding barren practicers,
FTLN 1681320 Scarce show a harvest of their heavy toil.
FTLN 1682 But love, first learnèd in a lady’s eyes,
FTLN 1683 Lives not alone immurèd in the brain,
FTLN 1684 But with the motion of all elements
FTLN 1685 Courses as swift as thought in every power,
FTLN 1686325 And gives to every power a double power,
FTLN 1687 Above their functions and their offices.
FTLN 1688 It adds a precious seeing to the eye.
FTLN 1689 A lover’s eyes will gaze an eagle blind.
FTLN 1690 A lover’s ear will hear the lowest sound,
FTLN 1691330 When the suspicious head of theft is stopped.
FTLN 1692 Love’s feeling is more soft and sensible
FTLN 1693 Than are the tender horns of cockled snails.
FTLN 1694 Love’s tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste.
FTLN 1695 For valor, is not love a Hercules,
FTLN 1696335 Still climbing trees in the Hesperides?
FTLN 1697 Subtle as Sphinx, as sweet and musical
FTLN 1698 As bright Apollo’s lute strung with his hair.
FTLN 1699 And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods
FTLN 1700 Make heaven drowsy with the harmony.
FTLN 1701340 Never durst poet touch a pen to write
FTLN 1702 Until his ink were tempered with love’s sighs.
FTLN 1703 O, then his lines would ravish savage ears
FTLN 1704 And plant in tyrants mild humility.
FTLN 1705 From women’s eyes this doctrine I derive.
FTLN 1706345 They sparkle still the right Promethean fire.
FTLN 1707 They are the books, the arts, the academes
FTLN 1708 That show, contain, and nourish all the world.
FTLN 1709 Else none at all in ought proves excellent.

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FTLN 1710 Then fools you were these women to forswear,
FTLN 1711350 Or, keeping what is sworn, you will prove fools.
FTLN 1712 For wisdom’s sake, a word that all men love,
FTLN 1713 Or for love’s sake, a word that loves all men,
FTLN 1714 Or for men’s sake, the editorial emendationauthorseditorial emendation of these women,
FTLN 1715 Or women’s sake, by whom we men are men,
FTLN 1716355 editorial emendationLeteditorial emendation us once lose our oaths to find ourselves,
FTLN 1717 Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths.
FTLN 1718 It is religion to be thus forsworn,
FTLN 1719 For charity itself fulfills the law,
FTLN 1720 And who can sever love from charity?
FTLN 1721360 Saint Cupid, then, and, soldiers, to the field!
FTLN 1722 Advance your standards, and upon them, lords.
FTLN 1723 Pell-mell, down with them. But be first advised
FTLN 1724 In conflict that you get the sun of them.
FTLN 1725 Now to plain dealing. Lay these glozes by.
FTLN 1726365 Shall we resolve to woo these girls of France?
FTLN 1727 And win them, too. Therefore let us devise
FTLN 1728 Some entertainment for them in their tents.
FTLN 1729 First, from the park let us conduct them thither.
FTLN 1730 Then homeward every man attach the hand
FTLN 1731370 Of his fair mistress. In the afternoon
FTLN 1732 We will with some strange pastime solace them,
FTLN 1733 Such as the shortness of the time can shape;
FTLN 1734 For revels, dances, masques, and merry hours
FTLN 1735 Forerun fair love, strewing her way with flowers.
FTLN 1736375 Away, away! No time shall be omitted
FTLN 1737 That will betime and may by us be fitted.

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FTLN 1738 editorial emendationAllons! Allons!editorial emendation Sowed cockle reaped no corn,
FTLN 1739  And justice always whirls in equal measure.
FTLN 1740 Light wenches may prove plagues to men forsworn;
FTLN 1741380  If so, our copper buys no better treasure.
editorial emendationThey exit.editorial emendation

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Enter editorial emendationHoloferneseditorial emendation the Pedant, editorial emendationNathanieleditorial emendation the Curate,
and Dull editorial emendationthe Constable.editorial emendation

HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1742Satis quid sufficit.
NATHANIEL  FTLN 1743I praise God for you, sir. Your reasons at
FTLN 1744 dinner have been sharp and sententious, pleasant
FTLN 1745 without scurrility, witty without affection, audacious
FTLN 17465 without impudency, learned without opinion,
FTLN 1747 and strange without heresy. I did converse this
FTLN 1748 quondam day with a companion of the King’s, who
FTLN 1749 is intituled, nominated, or called Don Adriano de
FTLN 1750 Armado.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 175110Novi editorial emendationhominemeditorial emendation tanquam te. His humor
FTLN 1752 is lofty, his discourse peremptory, his tongue filed,
FTLN 1753 his eye ambitious, his gait majestical, and his general
FTLN 1754 behavior vain, ridiculous, and thrasonical. He is
FTLN 1755 too picked, too spruce, too affected, too odd, as it
FTLN 175615 were, too peregrinate, as I may call it.
NATHANIEL  FTLN 1757A most singular and choice epithet.
Draw out his table book.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1758He draweth out the thread of his verbosity
FTLN 1759 finer than the staple of his argument. I abhor
FTLN 1760 such fanatical phantasimes, such insociable and
FTLN 176120 point-devise companions, such rackers of orthography,
FTLN 1762 as to speak “dout,” fine, when he should
FTLN 1763 say “doubt”; “det” when he should pronounce

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FTLN 1764 “debt”—d, e, b, t, not d, e, t. He clepeth a calf
FTLN 1765 “cauf,” half “hauf,” neighbor vocatur “nebor”;
FTLN 176625 neigh abbreviated ne. This is abhominable—which
FTLN 1767 he would call “abominable.” It insinuateth me of
FTLN 1768 editorial emendationinsanie.editorial emendation Ne intelligis, domine? To make frantic,
FTLN 1769 lunatic.
NATHANIEL  FTLN 1770Laus Deo, editorial emendationboneeditorial emendation intelligo.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 177130editorial emendationBone? Boneeditorial emendation for editorial emendationbene?editorial emendation Priscian a little
FTLN 1772 scratched; ’twill serve.

Enter editorial emendationArmado theeditorial emendation Braggart, Boy, editorial emendationand Costard.editorial emendation

NATHANIEL  FTLN 1773Videsne quis venit?
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1774Video, et gaudeo.
ARMADO  FTLN 1775Chirrah.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 177635Quare “chirrah,” not “sirrah”?
ARMADO  FTLN 1777Men of peace, well encountered.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1778Most military sir, salutation.
BOY , editorial emendationaside to Costardeditorial emendation  FTLN 1779They have been at a great feast
FTLN 1780 of languages and stolen the scraps.
COSTARD , editorial emendationaside to Boyeditorial emendation  FTLN 178140O, they have lived long on the
FTLN 1782 almsbasket of words. I marvel thy master hath not
FTLN 1783 eaten thee for a word, for thou art not so long by the
FTLN 1784 head as honorificabilitudinitatibus. Thou art easier
FTLN 1785 swallowed than a flapdragon.
BOY , editorial emendationaside to Costardeditorial emendation  FTLN 178645Peace, the peal begins.
ARMADO , editorial emendationto Holoferneseditorial emendation  FTLN 1787Monsieur, are you not
FTLN 1788 lettered?
BOY  FTLN 1789Yes, yes, he teaches boys the hornbook.—What is
FTLN 1790 a, b spelled backward, with the horn on his head?
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 179150Ba, pueritia, with a horn added.
BOY  FTLN 1792Ba, most silly sheep, with a horn.—You hear his
FTLN 1793 learning.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1794Quis, quis, thou consonant?
BOY  FTLN 1795The last of the five vowels, if you repeat them; or
FTLN 179655 the fifth, if I.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1797I will repeat them: a, e, i

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BOY  FTLN 1798The sheep. The other two concludes it: o, u.
ARMADO  FTLN 1799Now by the salt text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliowavetext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio of the Mediterraneum,
FTLN 1800 a sweet touch, a quick venue of wit! Snip, snap,
FTLN 180160 quick and home. It rejoiceth my intellect. True
FTLN 1802 wit.
BOY  FTLN 1803Offered by a child to an old man—which is
FTLN 1804 wit-old.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1805What is the figure? What is the figure?
BOY  FTLN 180665Horns.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1807Thou disputes like an infant. Go whip thy
FTLN 1808 gig.
BOY  FTLN 1809Lend me your horn to make one, and I will whip
FTLN 1810 about your infamy—unum cita—a gig of a cuckold’s
FTLN 181170 horn.
COSTARD  FTLN 1812An I had but one penny in the world, thou
FTLN 1813 shouldst have it to buy gingerbread! Hold, there is
FTLN 1814 the very remuneration I had of thy master, thou
FTLN 1815 halfpenny purse of wit, thou pigeon egg of discretion.
FTLN 181675  editorial emendationHe gives him money.editorial emendation O, an the heavens were
FTLN 1817 so pleased that thou wert but my bastard, what a
FTLN 1818 joyful father wouldest thou make me! Go to, thou
FTLN 1819 hast it ad dunghill, at the fingers’ ends, as they say.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1820Oh, I smell false Latin! Dunghill for
FTLN 182180 unguem.
ARMADO  FTLN 1822Arts-man, preambulate. We will be singuled
FTLN 1823 from the barbarous. Do you not educate youth at
FTLN 1824 the charge-house on the top of the mountain?
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1825Or mons, the hill.
ARMADO  FTLN 182685At your sweet pleasure, for the mountain.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1827I do, sans question.
ARMADO  FTLN 1828Sir, it is the King’s most sweet pleasure and
FTLN 1829 affection to congratulate the Princess at her pavilion
FTLN 1830 in the posteriors of this day, which the rude
FTLN 183190 multitude call the afternoon.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1832“The posterior of the day,” most generous
FTLN 1833 sir, is liable, congruent, and measurable for

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FTLN 1834 “the afternoon”; the word is well culled, chose,
FTLN 1835 sweet, and apt, I do assure you, sir, I do assure.
ARMADO  FTLN 183695Sir, the King is a noble gentleman, and my
FTLN 1837 familiar, I do assure you, very good friend. For
FTLN 1838 what is inward between us, let it pass. I do beseech
FTLN 1839 thee, remember thy courtesy; I beseech thee apparel
FTLN 1840 thy head. And among other important and most
FTLN 1841100 serious designs, and of great import indeed, too—
FTLN 1842 but let that pass; for I must tell thee, it will please his
FTLN 1843 Grace, by the world, sometimes to lean upon my
FTLN 1844 poor shoulder and with his royal finger thus dally
FTLN 1845 with my excrement, with my mustachio—but,
FTLN 1846105 sweetheart, let that pass. By the world, I recount no
FTLN 1847 fable! Some certain special honors it pleaseth his
FTLN 1848 Greatness to impart to Armado, a soldier, a man of
FTLN 1849 travel, that hath seen the world—but let that pass.
FTLN 1850 The very all of all is—but sweetheart, I do implore
FTLN 1851110 secrecy—that the King would have me present the
FTLN 1852 Princess, sweet chuck, with some delightful ostentation,
FTLN 1853 or show, or pageant, or antic, or firework.
FTLN 1854 Now, understanding that the curate and your sweet
FTLN 1855 self are good at such eruptions and sudden breaking
FTLN 1856115 out of mirth, as it were, I have acquainted you
FTLN 1857 withal to the end to crave your assistance.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1858Sir, you shall present before her the Nine
FTLN 1859 Worthies.—Sir editorial emendationNathaniel,editorial emendation as concerning some
FTLN 1860 entertainment of time, some show in the posterior
FTLN 1861120 of this day, to be editorial emendationrenderededitorial emendation by our editorial emendationassistance,editorial emendation the
FTLN 1862 King’s command, and this most gallant, illustrate,
FTLN 1863 and learned gentleman, before the Princess—I say,
FTLN 1864 none so fit as to present the Nine Worthies.
NATHANIEL  FTLN 1865Where will you find men worthy enough to
FTLN 1866125 present them?
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1867Joshua, yourself; myself; and this gallant
FTLN 1868 gentleman, Judas Maccabaeus. This swain, because
FTLN 1869 of his great limb or joint, shall pass Pompey
FTLN 1870 the Great; the page, Hercules—

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ARMADO  FTLN 1871130Pardon, sir—error. He is not quantity
FTLN 1872 enough for that Worthy’s thumb; he is not so big as
FTLN 1873 the end of his club!
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1874Shall I have audience? He shall present
FTLN 1875 Hercules in minority. His enter and exit shall be
FTLN 1876135 strangling a snake; and I will have an apology for
FTLN 1877 that purpose.
BOY  FTLN 1878An excellent device. So, if any of the audience
FTLN 1879 hiss, you may cry “Well done, Hercules, now thou
FTLN 1880 crushest the snake.” That is the way to make an
FTLN 1881140 offense gracious, though few have the grace to do it.
ARMADO  FTLN 1882For the rest of the Worthies?
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1883I will play three myself.
BOY  FTLN 1884Thrice-worthy gentleman!
ARMADO , editorial emendationto Holoferneseditorial emendation  FTLN 1885Shall I tell you a thing?
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1886145We attend.
ARMADO  FTLN 1887We will have, if this fadge not, an antic. I
FTLN 1888 beseech you, follow.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1889Via, goodman Dull. Thou hast spoken no
FTLN 1890 word all this while.
DULL  FTLN 1891150Nor understood none neither, sir.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1892editorial emendationAllons!editorial emendation We will employ thee.
DULL  FTLN 1893I’ll make one in a dance, or so; or I will play on
FTLN 1894 the tabor to the Worthies and let them dance the
FTLN 1895 hay.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 1896155Most dull, honest Dull. To our sport!
FTLN 1897 Away.
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter the Ladies (editorial emendationthe Princess, Rosaline,
Katherine, and Maria.editorial emendation)

FTLN 1898 Sweethearts, we shall be rich ere we depart,
FTLN 1899 If fairings come thus plentifully in.

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FTLN 1900 A lady walled about with diamonds!
FTLN 1901 Look you what I have from the loving king.
editorial emendationShe shows a jewel.editorial emendation
FTLN 19025 Madam, came nothing else along with that?
FTLN 1903 Nothing but this? Yes, as much love in rhyme
FTLN 1904 As would be crammed up in a sheet of paper
FTLN 1905 Writ o’ both sides the leaf, margent and all,
FTLN 1906 That he was fain to seal on Cupid’s name.
FTLN 190710 That was the way to make his godhead wax,
FTLN 1908 For he hath been five thousand year a boy.
FTLN 1909 Ay, and a shrewd unhappy gallows, too.
FTLN 1910 You’ll ne’er be friends with him. He killed your
FTLN 1911 sister.
FTLN 191215 He made her melancholy, sad, and heavy,
FTLN 1913 And so she died. Had she been light like you,
FTLN 1914 Of such a merry, nimble, stirring spirit,
FTLN 1915 She might ha’ been text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folioatext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio grandam ere she died.
FTLN 1916 And so may you, for a light heart lives long.
FTLN 191720 What’s your dark meaning, mouse, of this light
FTLN 1918 word?
FTLN 1919 A light condition in a beauty dark.
FTLN 1920 We need more light to find your meaning out.
FTLN 1921 You’ll mar the light by taking it in snuff;
FTLN 192225 Therefore I’ll darkly end the argument.

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FTLN 1923 Look what you do, you do it still i’ th’ dark.
FTLN 1924 So do not you, for you are a light wench.
FTLN 1925 Indeed, I weigh not you, and therefore light.
FTLN 1926 You weigh me not? O, that’s you care not for me.
FTLN 192730 Great reason: for past care is still past cure.
FTLN 1928 Well bandied both; a set of wit well played.
FTLN 1929 But, Rosaline, you have a favor too.
FTLN 1930 Who sent it? And what is it?
ROSALINE  FTLN 1931 I would you knew.
FTLN 193235 An if my face were but as fair as yours,
FTLN 1933 My favor were as great. Be witness this.
editorial emendationShe shows a gift.editorial emendation
FTLN 1934 Nay, I have verses too, I thank Berowne;
FTLN 1935 The numbers true; and were the numb’ring too,
FTLN 1936 I were the fairest goddess on the ground.
FTLN 193740 I am compared to twenty thousand fairs.
FTLN 1938 O, he hath drawn my picture in his letter.
PRINCESS  FTLN 1939Anything like?
FTLN 1940 Much in the letters, nothing in the praise.
FTLN 1941 Beauteous as ink: a good conclusion.
FTLN 194245 Fair as a text B in a copybook.
FTLN 1943 Ware pencils, ho! Let me not die your debtor,
FTLN 1944 My red dominical, my golden letter.
FTLN 1945 O, that your face were not so full of O’s!
FTLN 1946 A pox of that jest! And I beshrew all shrows.

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FTLN 194750 But, Katherine, what was sent to you
FTLN 1948 From fair Dumaine?
FTLN 1949 Madam, this glove. editorial emendationShe shows the glove.editorial emendation
PRINCESS  FTLN 1950 Did he not send you twain?
KATHERINE  FTLN 1951Yes, madam, and moreover,
FTLN 195255 Some thousand verses of a faithful lover,
FTLN 1953 A huge translation of hypocrisy,
FTLN 1954 Vilely compiled, profound simplicity.
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioMARIAtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio 
FTLN 1955 This, and these text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliopearls,text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio to me sent Longaville.
editorial emendationShe shows a paper and pearls.editorial emendation
FTLN 1956 The letter is too long by half a mile.
FTLN 195760 I think no less. Dost thou not wish in heart
FTLN 1958 The chain were longer and the letter short?
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioMARIAtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio 
FTLN 1959 Ay, or I would these hands might never part.
FTLN 1960 We are wise girls to mock our lovers so.
FTLN 1961 They are worse fools to purchase mocking so.
FTLN 196265 That same Berowne I’ll torture ere I go.
FTLN 1963 O, that I knew he were but in by th’ week,
FTLN 1964 How I would make him fawn, and beg, and seek,
FTLN 1965 And wait the season, and observe the times,
FTLN 1966 And spend his prodigal wits in bootless rhymes,
FTLN 196770 And shape his service wholly to my editorial emendationhests,editorial emendation
FTLN 1968 And make him proud to make me proud that jests!
FTLN 1969 So editorial emendationpair-taunt-likeeditorial emendation would I o’ersway his state,
FTLN 1970 That he should be my fool, and I his fate.
FTLN 1971 None are so surely caught, when they are catched,
FTLN 197275 As wit turned fool. Folly in wisdom hatched
FTLN 1973 Hath wisdom’s warrant and the help of school,
FTLN 1974 And wit’s own grace to grace a learnèd fool.

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FTLN 1975 The blood of youth burns not with such excess
FTLN 1976 As gravity’s revolt to editorial emendationwantonness.editorial emendation
FTLN 197780 Folly in fools bears not so strong a note
FTLN 1978 As fool’ry in the wise, when wit doth dote,
FTLN 1979 Since all the power thereof it doth apply
FTLN 1980 To prove, by wit, worth in simplicity.

Enter Boyet.

FTLN 1981 Here comes Boyet, and mirth is in his face.
FTLN 198285 O, I am text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliostabbedtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio with laughter. Where’s her Grace?
FTLN 1983 Thy news, Boyet?
BOYET  FTLN 1984 Prepare, madam, prepare.
FTLN 1985 Arm, wenches, arm. Encounters mounted are
FTLN 1986 Against your peace. Love doth approach, disguised,
FTLN 198790 Armèd in arguments. You’ll be surprised.
FTLN 1988 Muster your wits, stand in your own defense,
FTLN 1989 Or hide your heads like cowards, and fly hence.
FTLN 1990 Saint Denis to Saint Cupid! What are they
FTLN 1991 That charge their breath against us? Say, scout, say.
FTLN 199295 Under the cool shade of a sycamore,
FTLN 1993 I thought to close mine eyes some half an hour.
FTLN 1994 When, lo, to interrupt my purposed rest,
FTLN 1995 Toward that shade I might behold addressed
FTLN 1996 The King and his companions. Warily
FTLN 1997100 I stole into a neighbor thicket by,
FTLN 1998 And overheard what you shall overhear:
FTLN 1999 That, by and by, disguised, text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliotheytext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio will be here.
FTLN 2000 Their herald is a pretty knavish page
FTLN 2001 That well by heart hath conned his embassage.

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FTLN 2002105 Action and accent did they teach him there:
FTLN 2003 “Thus must thou speak,” and “thus thy body bear.”
FTLN 2004 And ever and anon they made a doubt
FTLN 2005 Presence majestical would put him out;
FTLN 2006 “For,” quoth the King, “an angel shalt thou see;
FTLN 2007110 Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.”
FTLN 2008 The boy replied “An angel is not evil.
FTLN 2009 I should have feared her had she been a devil.”
FTLN 2010 With that, all laughed and clapped him on the
FTLN 2011 shoulder,
FTLN 2012115 Making the bold wag by their praises bolder.
FTLN 2013 One rubbed his elbow thus, and fleered, and swore
FTLN 2014 A better speech was never spoke before.
FTLN 2015 Another with his finger and his thumb,
FTLN 2016 Cried “Via! We will do ’t, come what will come.”
FTLN 2017120 The third he capered and cried “All goes well!”
FTLN 2018 The fourth turned on the toe, and down he fell.
FTLN 2019 With that, they all did tumble on the ground
FTLN 2020 With such a zealous laughter so profound
FTLN 2021 That in this spleen ridiculous appears,
FTLN 2022125 To check their folly, passion’s solemn tears.
FTLN 2023 But what, but what? Come they to visit us?
FTLN 2024 They do, they do; and are appareled thus,
FTLN 2025 Like Muscovites, or Russians, as I guess.
FTLN 2026 Their purpose is to parley, to court, and dance,
FTLN 2027130 And every one his love-feat will advance
FTLN 2028 Unto his several mistress—which they’ll know
FTLN 2029 By favors several which they did bestow.
FTLN 2030 And will they so? The gallants shall be tasked,
FTLN 2031 For, ladies, we will every one be masked,
FTLN 2032135 And not a man of them shall have the grace,
FTLN 2033 Despite of suit, to see a lady’s face.
FTLN 2034 Hold, Rosaline, this favor thou shalt wear,

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FTLN 2035 And then the King will court thee for his dear.
FTLN 2036 Hold, take thou this, my sweet, and give me thine.
FTLN 2037140 So shall Berowne take me for Rosaline.
editorial emendationPrincess and Rosaline exchange favors.editorial emendation
FTLN 2038 And change you favors too. So shall your loves
FTLN 2039 Woo contrary, deceived by these removes.
editorial emendationKatherine and Maria exchange favors.editorial emendation
FTLN 2040 Come on, then, wear the favors most in sight.
KATHERINE , editorial emendationto Princesseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2041 But in this changing, what is your intent?
FTLN 2042145 The effect of my intent is to cross theirs.
FTLN 2043 They do it but in mockery merriment,
FTLN 2044 And mock for mock is only my intent.
FTLN 2045 Their several counsels they unbosom shall
FTLN 2046 To loves mistook, and so be mocked withal
FTLN 2047150 Upon the next occasion that we meet,
FTLN 2048 With visages displayed, to talk and greet.
FTLN 2049 But shall we dance, if they desire us to ’t?
FTLN 2050 No, to the death we will not move a foot,
FTLN 2051 Nor to their penned speech render we no grace,
FTLN 2052155 But while ’tis spoke each turn away editorial emendationhereditorial emendation face.
FTLN 2053 Why, that contempt will kill the speaker’s heart,
FTLN 2054 And quite divorce his memory from his part.
FTLN 2055 Therefore I do it, and I make no doubt
FTLN 2056 The rest will editorial emendationne’ereditorial emendation come in if he be out.
FTLN 2057160 There’s no such sport as sport by sport o’erthrown,
FTLN 2058 To make theirs ours and ours none but our own.
FTLN 2059 So shall we stay, mocking intended game,
FTLN 2060 And they, well mocked, depart away with shame.
Sound trumpet, editorial emendationwithin.editorial emendation

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ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 2061 The trumpet sounds. Be masked; the maskers come.
editorial emendationThe Ladies mask.editorial emendation

Enter Blackamoors with music, the Boy with a speech,
editorial emendationthe King, Berowne,editorial emendation and the rest of the Lords disguised.

FTLN 2062165 All hail, the richest beauties on the Earth!
editorial emendationBOYETeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2063 Beauties no richer than rich taffeta.
FTLN 2064 A holy parcel of the fairest dames
(The Ladies turn their backs to him.)
FTLN 2065 That ever turned their—backs—to mortal views.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2066Their eyes, villain, their eyes!
FTLN 2067170 That text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folioevertext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio turned their eyes to mortal views.
FTLN 2068 Out—

BOYET  FTLN 2069True; out indeed.
FTLN 2070 Out of your favors, heavenly spirits, vouchsafe
FTLN 2071 Not to behold—

BEROWNE  FTLN 2072175Once to behold, rogue!
FTLN 2073 Once to behold with your sun-beamèd eyes—
FTLN 2074 With your sun-beamèd eyes—

FTLN 2075 They will not answer to that epithet.
FTLN 2076 You were best call it “daughter-beamèd eyes.”
FTLN 2077180 They do not mark me, and that brings me out.
FTLN 2078 Is this your perfectness? Begone, you rogue!
editorial emendationBoy exits.editorial emendation
ROSALINE , editorial emendationspeaking as the Princesseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2079 What would these text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliostrangers?text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio Know their minds,
FTLN 2080 Boyet.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 2081 If they do speak our language, ’tis our will
FTLN 2082185 That some plain man recount their purposes.
FTLN 2083 Know what they would.
BOYET  FTLN 2084 What would you with the
FTLN 2085 editorial emendationPrincess?editorial emendation
FTLN 2086 Nothing but peace and gentle visitation.
ROSALINE  FTLN 2087190What would they, say they?
FTLN 2088 Nothing but peace and gentle visitation.
FTLN 2089 Why, that they have, and bid them so be gone.
FTLN 2090 She says you have it, and you may be gone.
FTLN 2091 Say to her we have measured many miles
FTLN 2092195 To tread a measure with her on this grass.
FTLN 2093 They say that they have measured many a mile
FTLN 2094 To tread a measure with you on this grass.
FTLN 2095 It is not so. Ask them how many inches
FTLN 2096 Is in one mile. If they have measured many,
FTLN 2097200 The measure then of one is eas’ly told.
FTLN 2098 If to come hither you have measured miles,
FTLN 2099 And many miles, the Princess bids you tell
FTLN 2100 How many inches doth fill up one mile.
FTLN 2101 Tell her we measure them by weary steps.
FTLN 2102205 She hears herself.
ROSALINE  FTLN 2103 How many weary steps
FTLN 2104 Of many weary miles you have o’ergone
FTLN 2105 Are numbered in the travel of one mile?

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ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 2106 We number nothing that we spend for you.
FTLN 2107210 Our duty is so rich, so infinite,
FTLN 2108 That we may do it still without account.
FTLN 2109 Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your face
FTLN 2110 That we, like savages, may worship it.
FTLN 2111 My face is but a moon, and clouded too.
FTLN 2112215 Blessèd are clouds, to do as such clouds do!
FTLN 2113 Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy stars, to
FTLN 2114 shine,
FTLN 2115 Those clouds removed, upon our watery eyne.
FTLN 2116 O vain petitioner, beg a greater matter!
FTLN 2117220 Thou now requests but moonshine in the water.
FTLN 2118 Then in our measure do but vouchsafe one change.
FTLN 2119 Thou bidd’st me beg; this begging is not strange.
FTLN 2120 Play music, then. Nay, you must do it soon.
editorial emendationMusic begins.editorial emendation
FTLN 2121 Not yet? No dance! Thus change I like the moon.
FTLN 2122225 Will you not dance? How come you thus estranged?
FTLN 2123 You took the moon at full, but now she’s changed.
FTLN 2124 Yet still she is the moon, and I the man.
FTLN 2125 The music plays. Vouchsafe some motion to it.
FTLN 2126 Our ears vouchsafe it.
KING  FTLN 2127230 But your legs should do it.
FTLN 2128 Since you are strangers and come here by chance,
FTLN 2129 We’ll not be nice. Take hands. We will not dance.
editorial emendationShe offers her hand.editorial emendation

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FTLN 2130 Why take we hands then?
ROSALINE  FTLN 2131 Only to part friends.—
FTLN 2132235 Curtsy, sweethearts—and so the measure ends.
FTLN 2133 More measure of this measure! Be not nice.
FTLN 2134 We can afford no more at such a price.
FTLN 2135 Prize you yourselves. What buys your company?
FTLN 2136 Your absence only.
KING  FTLN 2137240 That can never be.
FTLN 2138 Then cannot we be bought. And so adieu—
FTLN 2139 Twice to your visor, and half once to you.
FTLN 2140 If you deny to dance, let’s hold more chat.
FTLN 2141 In private, then.
KING  FTLN 2142245 I am best pleased with that.
editorial emendationThey move aside.editorial emendation
BEROWNE , editorial emendationto the Princesseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2143 White-handed mistress, one sweet word with thee.
PRINCESS , editorial emendationspeaking as Rosalineeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2144 Honey, and milk, and sugar—there is three.
FTLN 2145 Nay then, two treys, an if you grow so nice,
FTLN 2146 Metheglin, wort, and malmsey. Well run, dice!
FTLN 2147250 There’s half a dozen sweets.
PRINCESS  FTLN 2148 Seventh sweet, adieu.
FTLN 2149 Since you can cog, I’ll play no more with you.
FTLN 2150 One word in secret.
PRINCESS  FTLN 2151 Let it not be sweet.
FTLN 2152255 Thou grievest my gall.

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PRINCESS  FTLN 2153 Gall! Bitter.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2154 Therefore meet.
editorial emendationThey move aside.editorial emendation
DUMAINE , editorial emendationto Mariaeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2155 Will you vouchsafe with me to change a word?
MARIA , editorial emendationspeaking as Katherineeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2156 Name it.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2157260 Fair lady—
MARIA  FTLN 2158 Say you so? Fair lord!
FTLN 2159 Take that for your “fair lady.”
DUMAINE  FTLN 2160 Please it you
FTLN 2161 As much in private, and I’ll bid adieu.
editorial emendationThey move aside.editorial emendation
editorial emendationKATHERINE , speaking as Mariaeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2162265 What, was your vizard made without a tongue?
FTLN 2163 I know the reason, lady, why you ask.
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2164 O, for your reason! Quickly, sir, I long.
FTLN 2165 You have a double tongue within your mask,
FTLN 2166 And would afford my speechless vizard half.
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2167270 Veal, quoth the Dutchman. Is not veal a calf?
FTLN 2168 A calf, fair lady?
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation  FTLN 2169 No, a fair Lord Calf.
FTLN 2170 Let’s part the word.
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation  FTLN 2171 No, I’ll not be your half.
FTLN 2172275 Take all and wean it. It may prove an ox.
FTLN 2173 Look how you butt yourself in these sharp mocks.
FTLN 2174 Will you give horns, chaste lady? Do not so.
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2175 Then die a calf before your horns do grow.

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FTLN 2176 One word in private with you ere I die.
editorial emendationKATHERINEeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2177280 Bleat softly, then. The butcher hears you cry.
editorial emendationThey move aside.editorial emendation
FTLN 2178 The tongues of mocking wenches are as keen
FTLN 2179  As is the razor’s edge invisible,
FTLN 2180 Cutting a smaller hair than may be seen;
FTLN 2181  Above the sense of sense, so sensible
FTLN 2182285 Seemeth their conference. Their conceits have
FTLN 2183 wings
FTLN 2184 Fleeter than arrows, bullets, wind, thought, swifter
FTLN 2185 things.
FTLN 2186 Not one word more, my maids. Break off, break off!
editorial emendationThe Ladies move away from the Lords.editorial emendation
FTLN 2187290 By heaven, all dry-beaten with pure scoff!
FTLN 2188 Farewell, mad wenches. You have simple wits.
editorial emendationKing, Lords, and Blackamoorseditorial emendation exit.
editorial emendationThe Ladies unmask.editorial emendation
FTLN 2189 Twenty adieus, my frozen Muskovits.—
FTLN 2190 Are these the breed of wits so wondered at?
FTLN 2191  Tapers they are, with your sweet breaths puffed
FTLN 2192295  out.
FTLN 2193 Well-liking wits they have; gross, gross; fat, fat.
FTLN 2194  O poverty in wit, kingly-poor flout!
FTLN 2195 Will they not, think you, hang themselves tonight?
FTLN 2196  Or ever but in vizards show their faces?
FTLN 2197300 This pert Berowne was out of count’nance quite.

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FTLN 2198  They were all in lamentable cases.
FTLN 2199 The King was weeping ripe for a good word.
FTLN 2200  Berowne did swear himself out of all suit.
FTLN 2201 Dumaine was at my service, and his sword.
FTLN 2202305  “No point,” quoth I. My servant straight was
FTLN 2203  mute.
FTLN 2204 Lord Longaville said I came o’er his heart.
FTLN 2205  And trow you what he called me?
PRINCESS  FTLN 2206  Qualm, perhaps.
FTLN 2207310 Yes, in good faith.
PRINCESS  FTLN 2208 Go, sickness as thou art!
FTLN 2209  Well, better wits have worn plain statute-caps.
FTLN 2210 But will you hear? The King is my love sworn.
FTLN 2211  And quick Berowne hath plighted faith to me.
FTLN 2212315 And Longaville was for my service born.
FTLN 2213  Dumaine is mine as sure as bark on tree.
FTLN 2214 Madam, and pretty mistresses, give ear.
FTLN 2215 Immediately they will again be here
FTLN 2216 In their own shapes, for it can never be
FTLN 2217320 They will digest this harsh indignity.
FTLN 2218 Will they return?
BOYET  FTLN 2219 They will, they will, God knows,
FTLN 2220 And leap for joy, though they are lame with blows.
FTLN 2221 Therefore change favors, and when they repair,
FTLN 2222325 Blow like sweet roses in this summer air.

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FTLN 2223 How “blow”? How “blow”? Speak to be understood.
FTLN 2224 Fair ladies masked are roses in their bud.
FTLN 2225 Dismasked, their damask sweet commixture shown,
FTLN 2226 Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown.
FTLN 2227330 Avaunt, perplexity!—What shall we do
FTLN 2228 If they return in their own shapes to woo?
FTLN 2229 Good madam, if by me you’ll be advised,
FTLN 2230 Let’s mock them still, as well known as disguised.
FTLN 2231 Let us complain to them what fools were here,
FTLN 2232335 Disguised like Muscovites in shapeless gear,
FTLN 2233 And wonder what they were, and to what end
FTLN 2234 Their shallow shows and prologue vilely penned,
FTLN 2235 And their rough carriage so ridiculous,
FTLN 2236 Should be presented at our tent to us.
FTLN 2237340 Ladies, withdraw. The gallants are at hand.
FTLN 2238 Whip to our tents, as roes runs o’er land.
editorial emendationThe Princess and the Ladieseditorial emendation exit.

Enter the King and the rest, editorial emendationas themselves.editorial emendation

KING , editorial emendationto Boyeteditorial emendation 
FTLN 2239 Fair sir, God save you. Where’s the Princess?
FTLN 2240 Gone to her tent. Please it your Majesty
FTLN 2241 Command me any service to her thither?
FTLN 2242345 That she vouchsafe me audience for one word.
FTLN 2243 I will, and so will she, I know, my lord. He exits.
FTLN 2244 This fellow pecks up wit as pigeons peas,

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FTLN 2245 And utters it again when God doth please.
FTLN 2246 He is wit’s peddler, and retails his wares
FTLN 2247350 At wakes and wassails, meetings, markets, fairs.
FTLN 2248 And we that sell by gross, the Lord doth know,
FTLN 2249 Have not the grace to grace it with such show.
FTLN 2250 This gallant pins the wenches on his sleeve.
FTLN 2251 Had he been Adam, he had tempted Eve.
FTLN 2252355 He can carve too, and lisp. Why, this is he
FTLN 2253 That kissed his hand away in courtesy.
FTLN 2254 This is the ape of form, Monsieur the Nice,
FTLN 2255 That, when he plays at tables, chides the dice
FTLN 2256 In honorable terms. Nay, he can sing
FTLN 2257360 A mean most meanly; and in ushering
FTLN 2258 Mend him who can. The ladies call him sweet.
FTLN 2259 The stairs, as he treads on them, kiss his feet.
FTLN 2260 This is the flower that smiles on everyone
FTLN 2261 To show his teeth as white as whale’s bone;
FTLN 2262365 And consciences that will not die in debt
FTLN 2263 Pay him the due of “honey-tongued Boyet.”
FTLN 2264 A blister on his sweet tongue, with my heart,
FTLN 2265 That put Armado’s page out of his part!

Enter the Ladies, editorial emendationwith Boyet.editorial emendation

FTLN 2266 See where it comes! Behavior, what wert thou
FTLN 2267370 Till this madman showed thee? And what art thou
FTLN 2268 now?
KING , editorial emendationto Princesseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2269 All hail, sweet madam, and fair time of day.
FTLN 2270  “Fair” in “all hail” is foul, as I conceive.
FTLN 2271 Construe my speeches better, if you may.
FTLN 2272375  Then wish me better. I will give you leave.

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FTLN 2273 We came to visit you, and purpose now
FTLN 2274  To lead you to our court. Vouchsafe it, then.
FTLN 2275 This field shall hold me, and so hold your vow.
FTLN 2276  Nor God nor I delights in perjured men.
FTLN 2277380 Rebuke me not for that which you provoke.
FTLN 2278  The virtue of your eye must break my oath.
FTLN 2279 You nickname virtue; “vice” you should have spoke,
FTLN 2280  For virtue’s office never breaks men’s troth.
FTLN 2281 Now by my maiden honor, yet as pure
FTLN 2282385  As the unsullied lily, I protest,
FTLN 2283 A world of torments though I should endure,
FTLN 2284  I would not yield to be your house’s guest,
FTLN 2285 So much I hate a breaking cause to be
FTLN 2286 Of heavenly oaths vowed with integrity.
FTLN 2287390 O, you have lived in desolation here,
FTLN 2288  Unseen, unvisited, much to our shame.
FTLN 2289 Not so, my lord. It is not so, I swear.
FTLN 2290  We have had pastimes here and pleasant game.
FTLN 2291 A mess of Russians left us but of late.
FTLN 2292395  How, madam? Russians?
PRINCESS  FTLN 2293  Ay, in truth, my lord.
FTLN 2294 Trim gallants, full of courtship and of state.
FTLN 2295  Madam, speak true.—It is not so, my lord.
FTLN 2296 My lady, to the manner of the days,
FTLN 2297400 In courtesy gives undeserving praise.
FTLN 2298 We four indeed confronted were with four
FTLN 2299 In Russian habit. Here they stayed an hour
FTLN 2300 And talked apace; and in that hour, my lord,

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FTLN 2301 They did not bless us with one happy word.
FTLN 2302405 I dare not call them fools; but this I think:
FTLN 2303 When they are thirsty, fools would fain have drink.
FTLN 2304 This jest is dry to me. Gentle sweet,
FTLN 2305 Your wits makes wise things foolish. When we greet,
FTLN 2306 With eyes’ best seeing, heaven’s fiery eye,
FTLN 2307410 By light we lose light. Your capacity
FTLN 2308 Is of that nature that to your huge store
FTLN 2309 Wise things seem foolish and rich things but poor.
FTLN 2310 This proves you wise and rich, for in my eye—
FTLN 2311 I am a fool, and full of poverty.
FTLN 2312415 But that you take what doth to you belong,
FTLN 2313 It were a fault to snatch words from my tongue.
FTLN 2314 O, I am yours, and all that I possess!
FTLN 2315 All the fool mine?
BEROWNE  FTLN 2316 I cannot give you less.
FTLN 2317420 Which of the vizards was it that you wore?
FTLN 2318 Where? When? What vizard? Why demand you this?
FTLN 2319 There; then; that vizard; that superfluous case
FTLN 2320 That hid the worse and showed the better face.
KING , editorial emendationaside to Dumaineeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2321 We were descried. They’ll mock us now downright.
DUMAINE , editorial emendationaside to Kingeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2322425 Let us confess and turn it to a jest.
PRINCESS , editorial emendationto Kingeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2323 Amazed, my lord? Why looks your Highness sad?

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FTLN 2324 Help, hold his brows! He’ll swoon!—Why look you
FTLN 2325 pale?
FTLN 2326 Seasick, I think, coming from Muscovy.
FTLN 2327430 Thus pour the stars down plagues for perjury.
FTLN 2328  Can any face of brass hold longer out?
FTLN 2329 Here stand I, lady. Dart thy skill at me.
FTLN 2330  Bruise me with scorn, confound me with a flout.
FTLN 2331 Thrust thy sharp wit quite through my ignorance.
FTLN 2332435  Cut me to pieces with thy keen conceit,
FTLN 2333 And I will wish thee nevermore to dance,
FTLN 2334  Nor nevermore in Russian habit wait.
FTLN 2335 O, never will I trust to speeches penned,
FTLN 2336  Nor to the motion of a schoolboy’s tongue,
FTLN 2337440 Nor never come in vizard to my friend,
FTLN 2338  Nor woo in rhyme like a blind harper’s song.
FTLN 2339 Taffeta phrases, silken terms precise,
FTLN 2340  Three-piled hyperboles, spruce editorial emendationaffectation,editorial emendation
FTLN 2341 Figures pedantical—these summer flies
FTLN 2342445  Have blown me full of maggot ostentation.
FTLN 2343 I do forswear them, and I here protest
FTLN 2344  By this white glove—how white the hand, God
FTLN 2345  knows!—
FTLN 2346 Henceforth my wooing mind shall be expressed
FTLN 2347450  In russet yeas and honest kersey noes.
FTLN 2348 And to begin: Wench, so God help me, law,
FTLN 2349 My love to thee is sound, sans crack or flaw.
FTLN 2350 Sans “sans,” I pray you.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2351 Yet I have a trick
FTLN 2352455 Of the old rage. Bear with me, I am sick;
FTLN 2353 I’ll leave it by degrees. Soft, let us see:
FTLN 2354 Write “Lord have mercy on us” on those three.
FTLN 2355 They are infected; in their hearts it lies.
FTLN 2356 They have the plague, and caught it of your eyes.

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FTLN 2357460 These lords are visited. You are not free,
FTLN 2358 For the Lord’s tokens on you do I see.
FTLN 2359 No, they are free that gave these tokens to us.
FTLN 2360 Our states are forfeit. Seek not to undo us.
FTLN 2361 It is not so, for how can this be true,
FTLN 2362465 That you stand forfeit, being those that sue?
FTLN 2363 Peace, for I will not have to do with you.
FTLN 2364 Nor shall not, if I do as I intend.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationto King, Longaville, and Dumaineeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2365 Speak for yourselves. My wit is at an end.
KING , editorial emendationto Princesseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2366 Teach us, sweet madam, for our rude transgression
FTLN 2367470 Some fair excuse.
PRINCESS  FTLN 2368 The fairest is confession.
FTLN 2369 Were not you here but even now, disguised?
FTLN 2370 Madam, I was.
PRINCESS  FTLN 2371 And were you well advised?
FTLN 2372475 I was, fair madam.
PRINCESS  FTLN 2373 When you then were here,
FTLN 2374 What did you whisper in your lady’s ear?
FTLN 2375 That more than all the world I did respect her.
FTLN 2376 When she shall challenge this, you will reject her.
FTLN 2377480 Upon mine honor, no.
PRINCESS  FTLN 2378 Peace, peace, forbear!
FTLN 2379 Your oath once broke, you force not to forswear.
FTLN 2380 Despise me when I break this oath of mine.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 2381 I will, and therefore keep it.—Rosaline,
FTLN 2382485 What did the Russian whisper in your ear?
FTLN 2383 Madam, he swore that he did hold me dear
FTLN 2384 As precious eyesight, and did value me
FTLN 2385 Above this world, adding thereto moreover
FTLN 2386 That he would wed me or else die my lover.
FTLN 2387490 God give thee joy of him! The noble lord
FTLN 2388 Most honorably doth uphold his word.
FTLN 2389 What mean you, madam? By my life, my troth,
FTLN 2390 I never swore this lady such an oath.
FTLN 2391 By heaven, you did! And to confirm it plain,
FTLN 2392495 You gave me this.  editorial emendationShe shows a token.editorial emendation But take it,
FTLN 2393 sir, again.
FTLN 2394 My faith and this the Princess I did give.
FTLN 2395 I knew her by this jewel on her sleeve.
FTLN 2396 Pardon me, sir. This jewel did she wear.
editorial emendationShe points to Rosaline.editorial emendation
FTLN 2397500 And Lord Berowne, I thank him, is my dear.
FTLN 2398  editorial emendationTo Berowne.editorial emendation What, will you have me, or your pearl
FTLN 2399 again? editorial emendationShe shows the token.editorial emendation
FTLN 2400 Neither of either. I remit both twain.
FTLN 2401 I see the trick on ’t. Here was a consent,
FTLN 2402505 Knowing aforehand of our merriment,
FTLN 2403 To dash it like a Christmas comedy.
FTLN 2404 Some carry-tale, some please-man, some slight
FTLN 2405 text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliozany,text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio
FTLN 2406 Some mumble-news, some trencher-knight, some
FTLN 2407510 Dick,

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FTLN 2408 That smiles his cheek in years and knows the trick
FTLN 2409 To make my lady laugh when she’s disposed,
FTLN 2410 Told our intents before; which once disclosed,
FTLN 2411 The ladies did change favors; and then we,
FTLN 2412515 Following the signs, wooed but the sign of she.
FTLN 2413 Now, to our perjury to add more terror,
FTLN 2414 We are again forsworn in will and error.
FTLN 2415 Much upon this ’tis.  editorial emendationTo Boyet.editorial emendation And might not you
FTLN 2416 Forestall our sport, to make us thus untrue?
FTLN 2417520 Do not you know my lady’s foot by th’ squier?
FTLN 2418  And laugh upon the apple of her eye?
FTLN 2419 And stand between her back, sir, and the fire,
FTLN 2420  Holding a trencher, jesting merrily?
FTLN 2421 You put our page out. Go, you are allowed.
FTLN 2422525 Die when you will, a smock shall be your shroud.
FTLN 2423 You leer upon me, do you? There’s an eye
FTLN 2424 Wounds like a leaden sword.
BOYET  FTLN 2425 Full merrily
FTLN 2426 Hath this brave editorial emendationmanage,editorial emendation this career been run.
FTLN 2427530 Lo, he is tilting straight! Peace, I have done.

Enter Clown editorial emendationCostard.editorial emendation

FTLN 2428 Welcome, pure wit. Thou part’st a fair fray.
COSTARD  FTLN 2429O Lord, sir, they would know
FTLN 2430 Whether the three Worthies shall come in or no.
FTLN 2431 What, are there but three?
COSTARD  FTLN 2432535 No, sir; but it is vara fine,
FTLN 2433 For every one pursents three.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2434 And three times thrice
FTLN 2435 is nine.
FTLN 2436 Not so, sir, under correction, sir, I hope it is not so.

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FTLN 2437540 You cannot beg us, sir, I can assure you, sir; we
FTLN 2438 know what we know.
FTLN 2439 I hope, sir, three times thrice, sir—
BEROWNE  FTLN 2440 Is not nine?
COSTARD  FTLN 2441Under correction, sir, we know whereuntil it
FTLN 2442545 doth amount.
FTLN 2443 By Jove, I always took three threes for nine.
COSTARD  FTLN 2444O Lord, sir, it were pity you should get your
FTLN 2445 living by reckoning, sir.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2446How much is it?
COSTARD  FTLN 2447550O Lord, sir, the parties themselves, the actors,
FTLN 2448 sir, will show whereuntil it doth amount. For
FTLN 2449 mine own part, I am, as text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliotheytext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio say, but to parfect one
FTLN 2450 man in one poor man—Pompion the Great, sir.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2451Art thou one of the Worthies?
COSTARD  FTLN 2452555It pleased them to think me worthy of Pompey
FTLN 2453 the Great. For mine own part, I know not the
FTLN 2454 degree of the Worthy, but I am to stand for him.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2455Go bid them prepare.
FTLN 2456 We will turn it finely off, sir. We will take some
FTLN 2457560 care. He exits.
FTLN 2458 Berowne, they will shame us. Let them not
FTLN 2459 approach.
FTLN 2460 We are shame-proof, my lord; and ’tis some policy
FTLN 2461 To have one show worse than the King’s and his
FTLN 2462565 company.
KING  FTLN 2463I say they shall not come.
FTLN 2464 Nay, my good lord, let me o’errule you now.
FTLN 2465 That sport best pleases that doth text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folioleasttext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio know how,

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FTLN 2466 Where zeal strives to content, and the contents
FTLN 2467570 Dies in the zeal of that which it presents.
FTLN 2468 Their form confounded makes most form in mirth,
FTLN 2469 When great things laboring perish in their birth.
FTLN 2470 A right description of our sport, my lord.

Enter Braggart editorial emendationArmado.editorial emendation

ARMADO , editorial emendationto Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 2471Anointed, I implore so much expense
FTLN 2472575 of thy royal sweet breath as will utter a brace
FTLN 2473 of words. editorial emendationArmado and King step aside, and
Armado gives King a paper.editorial emendation

PRINCESS  FTLN 2474Doth this man serve God?
BEROWNE  FTLN 2475Why ask you?
FTLN 2476 He speaks not like a man of God his making.
ARMADO , editorial emendationto Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 2477580That is all one, my fair sweet honey
FTLN 2478 monarch, for, I protest, the schoolmaster is exceeding
FTLN 2479 fantastical, too, too vain, too, too vain. But
FTLN 2480 we will put it, as they say, to fortuna de la guerra.—I
FTLN 2481 wish you the peace of mind, most royal
FTLN 2482585 couplement! He exits.
KING , editorial emendationreading the papereditorial emendation  FTLN 2483Here is like to be a good
FTLN 2484 presence of Worthies. He presents Hector of Troy,
FTLN 2485 the swain Pompey the Great, the parish curate
FTLN 2486 Alexander, Armado’s page Hercules, the pedant
FTLN 2487590 Judas Maccabaeus.
FTLN 2488 And if these four Worthies in their first show thrive,
FTLN 2489 These four will change habits and present the other
FTLN 2490 five.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2491There is five in the first show.
KING  FTLN 2492595You are deceived. ’Tis not so.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2493The pedant, the braggart, the hedge
FTLN 2494 priest, the fool, and the boy.
FTLN 2495 Abate throw at novum, and the whole world again
FTLN 2496 Cannot pick out five such, take each one in his vein.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 2497600 The ship is under sail, and here she comes amain.

Enter editorial emendationCostard aseditorial emendation Pompey.

FTLN 2498 I Pompey am—
BEROWNE  FTLN 2499 You lie; you are not he.
FTLN 2500 I Pompey am—
BOYET  FTLN 2501 With leopard’s head on knee.
FTLN 2502605 Well said, old mocker. I must needs be friends with
FTLN 2503 thee.
FTLN 2504 I Pompey am, Pompey, surnamed the Big—
DUMAINE  FTLN 2505“The Great.”
FTLN 2506 It is “Great,” sir.—Pompey, surnamed the
FTLN 2507610 Great,
FTLN 2508 That oft in field, with targe and shield, did make my
FTLN 2509 foe to sweat.
FTLN 2510 And traveling along this coast, I here am come by
FTLN 2511 chance,
FTLN 2512615 And lay my arms before the legs of this sweet lass of
FTLN 2513 France.

(editorial emendationHe places his weapons at the feet of the Princess.editorial emendation)
FTLN 2514 If your Ladyship would say “Thanks, Pompey,” I
FTLN 2515 had done.
editorial emendationPRINCESSeditorial emendation  FTLN 2516Great thanks, great Pompey.
COSTARD  FTLN 2517620’Tis not so much worth, but I hope I was
FTLN 2518 perfect. I made a little fault in “Great.”
BEROWNE  FTLN 2519My hat to a halfpenny, Pompey proves the
FTLN 2520 best Worthy. editorial emendationCostard stands aside.editorial emendation

Enter Curate editorial emendationNathanieleditorial emendation for Alexander.

FTLN 2521 When in the world I lived, I was the world’s
FTLN 2522625 commander.

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FTLN 2523 By east, west, north, and south, I spread my
FTLN 2524 conquering might.
FTLN 2525 My scutcheon plain declares that I am Alisander—

FTLN 2526 Your nose says no, you are not, for it stands too
FTLN 2527630 right.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationto Boyeteditorial emendation 
FTLN 2528 Your nose smells “no” in text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliothistext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio, most tender-smelling
FTLN 2529 knight.
FTLN 2530 The conqueror is dismayed.—Proceed, good
FTLN 2531 Alexander.
FTLN 2532635 When in the world I lived, I was the world’s
FTLN 2533 commander—

FTLN 2534 Most true; ’tis right. You were so, Alisander.
BEROWNE , editorial emendationto Costardeditorial emendation  FTLN 2535Pompey the Great—
COSTARD  FTLN 2536Your servant, and Costard.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2537640Take away the conqueror. Take away
FTLN 2538 Alisander.
COSTARD , editorial emendationto Nathanieleditorial emendation  FTLN 2539O sir, you have overthrown
FTLN 2540 Alisander the Conqueror. You will be scraped out of
FTLN 2541 the painted cloth for this. Your lion, that holds his
FTLN 2542645 polax sitting on a close-stool, will be given to Ajax.
FTLN 2543 He will be the ninth Worthy. A conqueror, and
FTLN 2544 afeard to speak? Run away for shame, Alisander.
Nathaniel exits.
FTLN 2545 There, an ’t shall please you, a foolish mild man, an
FTLN 2546 honest man, look you, and soon dashed. He is a
FTLN 2547650 marvelous good neighbor, faith, and a very good
FTLN 2548 bowler. But, for Alisander—alas, you see how ’tis—
FTLN 2549 a little o’erparted. But there are Worthies a-coming
FTLN 2550 will speak their mind in some other sort.

Enter Pedant editorial emendationHoloferneseditorial emendation for Judas, and the Boy
for Hercules.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

PRINCESS , editorial emendationto Costardeditorial emendation  FTLN 2551Stand aside, good Pompey.
FTLN 2552655 Great Hercules is presented by this imp,
FTLN 2553  Whose club killed Cerberus, that three-headed canus,
FTLN 2554 And when he was a babe, a child, a shrimp,
FTLN 2555  Thus did he strangle serpents in his manus.
FTLN 2556 Quoniam he seemeth in minority,
FTLN 2557660 Ergo I come with this apology.

FTLN 2558  editorial emendationTo Boy.editorial emendation Keep some state in thy exit, and vanish.
Boy editorial emendationsteps aside.editorial emendation
FTLN 2559 Judas I am—
DUMAINE  FTLN 2560A Judas!
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 2561Not Iscariot, sir.
FTLN 2562665 Judas I am, yclept Maccabaeus.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2563Judas Maccabaeus clipped is plain Judas.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2564A kissing traitor.—How art thou proved
FTLN 2565 Judas?
FTLN 2566 Judas I am—
DUMAINE  FTLN 2567670The more shame for you, Judas.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 2568What mean you, sir?
BOYET  FTLN 2569To make Judas hang himself.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 2570Begin, sir, you are my elder.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2571Well followed. Judas was hanged on an
FTLN 2572675 elder.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 2573I will not be put out of countenance.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2574Because thou hast no face.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 2575What is this? editorial emendationHe points to his own face.editorial emendation
BOYET  FTLN 2576A cittern-head.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2577680The head of a bodkin.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2578A death’s face in a ring.
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 2579The face of an old Roman coin, scarce
FTLN 2580 seen.
BOYET  FTLN 2581The pommel of Caesar’s falchion.

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DUMAINE  FTLN 2582685The carved-bone face on a flask.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2583Saint George’s half-cheek in a brooch.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2584Ay, and in a brooch of lead.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2585Ay, and worn in the cap of a tooth-drawer.
FTLN 2586 And now forward, for we have put thee in
FTLN 2587690 countenance.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 2588You have put me out of countenance.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2589False. We have given thee faces.
HOLOFERNES  FTLN 2590But you have outfaced them all.
FTLN 2591 An thou wert a lion, we would do so.
FTLN 2592695 Therefore, as he is an ass, let him go.—
FTLN 2593 And so adieu, sweet Jude. Nay, why dost thou stay?
DUMAINE  FTLN 2594For the latter end of his name.
FTLN 2595 For the “ass” to the “Jude”? Give it him.—Jud-as,
FTLN 2596 away!
FTLN 2597700 This is not generous, not gentle, not humble.
FTLN 2598 A light for Monsieur Judas! It grows dark; he may
FTLN 2599 stumble. editorial emendationHolofernes exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 2600 Alas, poor Maccabaeus, how hath he been baited!

Enter Braggart editorial emendationArmado as Hector.editorial emendation

BEROWNE  FTLN 2601Hide thy head, Achilles. Here comes Hector
FTLN 2602705 in arms.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2603Though my mocks come home by me, I will
FTLN 2604 now be merry.
KING  FTLN 2605Hector was but a Troyan in respect of this.
BOYET  FTLN 2606But is this Hector?
KING  FTLN 2607710I think Hector was not so clean-timbered.
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 2608His leg is too big for Hector’s.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2609More calf, certain.

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BOYET  FTLN 2610No, he is best endued in the small.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2611This cannot be Hector.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2612715He’s a god or a painter, for he makes faces.
FTLN 2613 The armipotent Mars, of lances the almighty,
FTLN 2614  Gave Hector a gift—

DUMAINE  FTLN 2615A text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliogilttext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio nutmeg.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2616A lemon.
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 2617720Stuck with cloves.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2618No, cloven.
ARMADO  FTLN 2619Peace!
FTLN 2620 The armipotent Mars, of lances the almighty,
FTLN 2621  Gave Hector a gift, the heir of Ilion,
FTLN 2622725 A man so breathed, that certain he would fight, yea,
FTLN 2623  From morn till night, out of his pavilion.
FTLN 2624 I am that flower—

DUMAINE  FTLN 2625That mint.
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 2626That columbine.
ARMADO  FTLN 2627730Sweet Lord Longaville, rein thy tongue.
LONGAVILLE  FTLN 2628I must rather give it the rein, for it runs
FTLN 2629 against Hector.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2630Ay, and Hector’s a greyhound.
ARMADO  FTLN 2631The sweet warman is dead and rotten. Sweet
FTLN 2632735 chucks, beat not the bones of the buried. When he
FTLN 2633 breathed, he was a man. But I will forward with my
FTLN 2634 device.  editorial emendationTo Princess.editorial emendation Sweet royalty, bestow on me
FTLN 2635 the sense of hearing.
Berowne steps forth.
FTLN 2636 Speak, brave Hector. We are much delighted.
ARMADO  FTLN 2637740I do adore thy sweet Grace’s slipper.
BOYET  FTLN 2638Loves her by the foot.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2639He may not by the yard.
FTLN 2640 This Hector far surmounted Hannibal.
FTLN 2641 The party is gone—

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ACT 5. SC. 2

COSTARD  FTLN 2642745Fellow Hector, she is gone; she is two
FTLN 2643 months on her way.
ARMADO  FTLN 2644What meanest thou?
COSTARD  FTLN 2645Faith, unless you play the honest Troyan, the
FTLN 2646 poor wench is cast away. She’s quick; the child
FTLN 2647750 brags in her belly already. ’Tis yours.
ARMADO  FTLN 2648Dost thou infamonize me among potentates?
FTLN 2649 Thou shalt die!
COSTARD  FTLN 2650Then shall Hector be whipped for Jaquenetta,
FTLN 2651 that is quick by him, and hanged for Pompey,
FTLN 2652755 that is dead by him.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2653Most rare Pompey!
BOYET  FTLN 2654Renowned Pompey!
BEROWNE  FTLN 2655Greater than “Great”! Great, great, great
FTLN 2656 Pompey. Pompey the Huge!
DUMAINE  FTLN 2657760Hector trembles.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2658Pompey is moved. More Ates, more Ates!
FTLN 2659 Stir them editorial emendationon,editorial emendation stir them on.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2660Hector will challenge him.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2661Ay, if he have no more man’s blood in his
FTLN 2662765 belly than will sup a flea.
ARMADO , editorial emendationto Costardeditorial emendation  FTLN 2663By the North Pole, I do challenge
FTLN 2664 thee!
COSTARD  FTLN 2665I will not fight with a pole like a northern
FTLN 2666 man! I’ll slash. I’ll do it by the sword.—I bepray
FTLN 2667770 you, let me borrow my arms again.
DUMAINE  FTLN 2668Room for the incensed Worthies!
COSTARD  FTLN 2669I’ll do it in my shirt. editorial emendationHe removes his doublet.editorial emendation
DUMAINE  FTLN 2670Most resolute Pompey!
BOY , editorial emendationto Armadoeditorial emendation  FTLN 2671Master, let me take you a buttonhole
FTLN 2672775 lower. Do you not see Pompey is uncasing for the
FTLN 2673 combat? What mean you? You will lose your
FTLN 2674 reputation.
ARMADO  FTLN 2675Gentlemen and soldiers, pardon me. I will
FTLN 2676 not combat in my shirt.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

DUMAINE  FTLN 2677780You may not deny it. Pompey hath made the
FTLN 2678 challenge.
ARMADO  FTLN 2679Sweet bloods, I both may and will.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2680What reason have you for ’t?
ARMADO  FTLN 2681The naked truth of it is, I have no shirt. I go
FTLN 2682785 woolward for penance.
BOYET  FTLN 2683True, and it was enjoined him in Rome for want
FTLN 2684 of linen; since when, I’ll be sworn, he wore none
FTLN 2685 but a dishclout of Jaquenetta’s, and that he wears
FTLN 2686 next his heart for a favor.

Enter a Messenger, Monsieur Marcade.

MARCADE , editorial emendationto Princesseditorial emendation  FTLN 2687790God save you, madam.
PRINCESS  FTLN 2688Welcome, Marcade,
FTLN 2689 But that thou interruptest our merriment.
FTLN 2690 I am sorry, madam, for the news I bring
FTLN 2691 Is heavy in my tongue. The King your father—
FTLN 2692795 Dead, for my life.
MARCADE  FTLN 2693 Even so. My tale is told.
FTLN 2694 Worthies, away! The scene begins to cloud.
ARMADO  FTLN 2695For mine own part, I breathe free breath. I
FTLN 2696 have seen the day of wrong through the little hole
FTLN 2697800 of discretion, and I will right myself like a soldier.
Worthies exit.
KING , editorial emendationto Princesseditorial emendation  FTLN 2698How fares your Majesty?
FTLN 2699 Boyet, prepare. I will away tonight.
FTLN 2700 Madam, not so. I do beseech you stay.
PRINCESS , editorial emendationto Boyeteditorial emendation 
FTLN 2701 Prepare, I say.—I thank you, gracious lords,
FTLN 2702805 For all your fair endeavors, and entreat,
FTLN 2703 Out of a new-sad soul, that you vouchsafe

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ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 2704 In your rich wisdom to excuse or hide
FTLN 2705 The liberal opposition of our spirits,
FTLN 2706 If overboldly we have borne ourselves
FTLN 2707810 In the converse of breath; your gentleness
FTLN 2708 Was guilty of it. Farewell, worthy lord.
FTLN 2709 A heavy heart bears not a humble tongue.
FTLN 2710 Excuse me so, coming too short of thanks
FTLN 2711 For my great suit so easily obtained.
FTLN 2712815 The extreme parts of time extremely forms
FTLN 2713 All causes to the purpose of his speed,
FTLN 2714 And often at his very loose decides
FTLN 2715 That which long process could not arbitrate.
FTLN 2716 And though the mourning brow of progeny
FTLN 2717820 Forbid the smiling courtesy of love
FTLN 2718 The holy suit which fain it would convince,
FTLN 2719 Yet since love’s argument was first on foot,
FTLN 2720 Let not the cloud of sorrow jostle it
FTLN 2721 From what it purposed, since to wail friends lost
FTLN 2722825 Is not by much so wholesome-profitable
FTLN 2723 As to rejoice at friends but newly found.
FTLN 2724 I understand you not. My griefs are double.
FTLN 2725 Honest plain words best pierce the ear of grief,
FTLN 2726 And by these badges understand the King:
FTLN 2727830 For your fair sakes have we neglected time,
FTLN 2728 Played foul play with our oaths. Your beauty, ladies,
FTLN 2729 Hath much deformed us, fashioning our humors
FTLN 2730 Even to the opposèd end of our intents.
FTLN 2731 And what in us hath seemed ridiculous—
FTLN 2732835 As love is full of unbefitting strains,
FTLN 2733 All wanton as a child, skipping and vain,
FTLN 2734 Formed by the eye and therefore, like the eye,
FTLN 2735 Full of editorial emendationstrangeeditorial emendation shapes, of habits, and of forms,
FTLN 2736 Varying in subjects as the eye doth roll

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ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 2737840 To every varied object in his glance;
FTLN 2738 Which parti-coated presence of loose love
FTLN 2739 Put on by us, if, in your heavenly eyes,
FTLN 2740 Have misbecomed our oaths and gravities,
FTLN 2741 Those heavenly eyes, that look into these faults,
FTLN 2742845 Suggested us to make. Therefore, ladies,
FTLN 2743 Our love being yours, the error that love makes
FTLN 2744 Is likewise yours. We to ourselves prove false
FTLN 2745 By being once false forever to be true
FTLN 2746 To those that make us both—fair ladies, you.
FTLN 2747850 And even that falsehood, in itself a sin,
FTLN 2748 Thus purifies itself and turns to grace.
FTLN 2749 We have received your letters full of love;
FTLN 2750 Your favors, text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliothetext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio ambassadors of love;
FTLN 2751 And in our maiden council rated them
FTLN 2752855 At courtship, pleasant jest, and courtesy,
FTLN 2753 As bombast and as lining to the time.
FTLN 2754 But more devout than this editorial emendationineditorial emendation our respects
FTLN 2755 Have we not been, and therefore met your loves
FTLN 2756 In their own fashion, like a merriment.
FTLN 2757860 Our letters, madam, showed much more than jest.
FTLN 2758 So did our looks.
ROSALINE  FTLN 2759 We did not quote them so.
FTLN 2760 Now, at the latest minute of the hour,
FTLN 2761 Grant us your loves.
PRINCESS  FTLN 2762865 A time, methinks, too short
FTLN 2763 To make a world-without-end bargain in.
FTLN 2764 No, no, my lord, your Grace is perjured much,
FTLN 2765 Full of dear guiltiness, and therefore this:
FTLN 2766 If for my love—as there is no such cause—
FTLN 2767870 You will do aught, this shall you do for me:
FTLN 2768 Your oath I will not trust, but go with speed

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FTLN 2769 To some forlorn and naked hermitage,
FTLN 2770 Remote from all the pleasures of the world.
FTLN 2771 There stay until the twelve celestial signs
FTLN 2772875 Have brought about the annual reckoning.
FTLN 2773 If this austere insociable life
FTLN 2774 Change not your offer made in heat of blood;
FTLN 2775 If frosts and fasts, hard lodging, and thin weeds
FTLN 2776 Nip not the gaudy blossoms of your love,
FTLN 2777880 But that it bear this trial, and last love;
FTLN 2778 Then, at the expiration of the year,
FTLN 2779 Come challenge me, challenge me by these deserts,
editorial emendationShe takes his hand.editorial emendation
FTLN 2780 And by this virgin palm now kissing thine,
FTLN 2781 I will be thine. And till that text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folioinstanttext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio shut
FTLN 2782885 My woeful self up in a mourning house,
FTLN 2783 Raining the tears of lamentation
FTLN 2784 For the remembrance of my father’s death.
FTLN 2785 If this thou do deny, let our hands part,
FTLN 2786 Neither entitled in the other’s heart.
FTLN 2787890 If this, or more than this, I would deny,
FTLN 2788  To flatter up these powers of mine with rest,
FTLN 2789 The sudden hand of death close up mine eye!
FTLN 2790  Hence hermit, then. My heart is in thy breast.
editorial emendationThey step aside.editorial emendation
DUMAINE , editorial emendationto Katherineeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2791 But what to me, my love? But what to me?
FTLN 2792895 A wife?
KATHERINE  FTLN 2793 A beard, fair health, and honesty.
FTLN 2794 With threefold love I wish you all these three.
FTLN 2795 O, shall I say “I thank you, gentle wife”?
FTLN 2796 Not so, my lord. A twelvemonth and a day
FTLN 2797900 I’ll mark no words that smooth-faced wooers say.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 2798 Come when the King doth to my lady come;
FTLN 2799 Then, if I have much love, I’ll give you some.
FTLN 2800 I’ll serve thee true and faithfully till then.
FTLN 2801 Yet swear not, lest you be forsworn again.
editorial emendationThey step aside.editorial emendation
FTLN 2802905 What says Maria?
MARIA  FTLN 2803 At the twelvemonth’s end
FTLN 2804 I’ll change my black gown for a faithful friend.
FTLN 2805 I’ll stay with patience, but the time is long.
FTLN 2806 The liker you; few taller are so young.
editorial emendationThey step aside.editorial emendation
BEROWNE , editorial emendationto Rosalineeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2807910 Studies my lady? Mistress, look on me.
FTLN 2808 Behold the window of my heart, mine eye,
FTLN 2809 What humble suit attends thy answer there.
FTLN 2810 Impose some service on me for thy love.
FTLN 2811 Oft have I heard of you, my Lord Berowne,
FTLN 2812915 Before I saw you; and the world’s large tongue
FTLN 2813 Proclaims you for a man replete with mocks,
FTLN 2814 Full of comparisons and wounding flouts,
FTLN 2815 Which you on all estates will execute
FTLN 2816 That lie within the mercy of your wit.
FTLN 2817920 To weed this wormwood from your fruitful brain,
FTLN 2818 And therewithal to win me, if you please,
FTLN 2819 Without the which I am not to be won,
FTLN 2820 You shall this twelvemonth term from day to day
FTLN 2821 Visit the speechless sick, and still converse
FTLN 2822925 With groaning wretches; and your task shall be,
FTLN 2823 With all the fierce endeavor of your wit,
FTLN 2824 To enforce the painèd impotent to smile.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 2825 To move wild laughter in the throat of death?
FTLN 2826 It cannot be, it is impossible.
FTLN 2827930 Mirth cannot move a soul in agony.
FTLN 2828 Why, that’s the way to choke a gibing spirit,
FTLN 2829 Whose influence is begot of that loose grace
FTLN 2830 Which shallow laughing hearers give to fools.
FTLN 2831 A jest’s prosperity lies in the ear
FTLN 2832935 Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
FTLN 2833 Of him that makes it. Then if sickly ears,
FTLN 2834 Deafed with the clamors of their own dear groans
FTLN 2835 Will hear your idle scorns, continue then,
FTLN 2836 And I will have you and that fault withal.
FTLN 2837940 But if they will not, throw away that spirit,
FTLN 2838 And I shall find you empty of that fault,
FTLN 2839 Right joyful of your reformation.
FTLN 2840 A twelvemonth? Well, befall what will befall,
FTLN 2841 I’ll jest a twelvemonth in an hospital.
PRINCESS , editorial emendationto Kingeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2842945 Ay, sweet my lord, and so I take my leave.
FTLN 2843 No, madam, we will bring you on your way.
FTLN 2844 Our wooing doth not end like an old play.
FTLN 2845 Jack hath not Jill. These ladies’ courtesy
FTLN 2846 Might well have made our sport a comedy.
FTLN 2847950 Come, sir, it wants a twelvemonth and a day,
FTLN 2848 And then ’twill end.
BEROWNE  FTLN 2849 That’s too long for a play.

Enter Braggart editorial emendationArmado.editorial emendation

ARMADO  FTLN 2850Sweet Majesty, vouchsafe me—

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FTLN 2851 Was not that Hector?
DUMAINE  FTLN 2852955 The worthy knight of Troy.
ARMADO  FTLN 2853I will kiss thy royal finger, and take leave. I
FTLN 2854 am a votary; I have vowed to Jaquenetta to hold the
FTLN 2855 plow for her sweet love three year. But, most
FTLN 2856 esteemed Greatness, will you hear the dialogue that
FTLN 2857960 the two learned men have compiled in praise of the
FTLN 2858 owl and the cuckoo? It should have followed in the
FTLN 2859 end of our show.
KING  FTLN 2860Call them forth quickly. We will do so.
ARMADO  FTLN 2861Holla! Approach.

Enter all.

FTLN 2862965 This side is Hiems, Winter; this Ver, the Spring; the
FTLN 2863 one maintained by the owl, th’ other by the cuckoo.
FTLN 2864 Ver, begin.
The Song.

editorial emendationSPRINGeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2865 When daisies pied and violets blue,
FTLN 2866  And lady-smocks all silver-white,
FTLN 2867970 And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
FTLN 2868  Do paint the meadows with delight,
FTLN 2869 The cuckoo then on every tree
FTLN 2870 Mocks married men; for thus sings he:
FTLN 2871  “Cuckoo!
FTLN 2872975 Cuckoo, cuckoo!” O word of fear,
FTLN 2873 Unpleasing to a married ear.

FTLN 2874 When shepherds pipe on oaten straws,
FTLN 2875  And merry larks are plowmen’s clocks;
FTLN 2876 When turtles tread, and rooks and daws,
FTLN 2877980  And maidens bleach their summer smocks;
FTLN 2878 The cuckoo then on every tree
FTLN 2879 Mocks married men, for thus sings he:
FTLN 2880  “Cuckoo!

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FTLN 2881 Cuckoo, cuckoo!” O word of fear,
FTLN 2882985 Unpleasing to a married ear.

FTLN 2883 When icicles hang by the wall,
FTLN 2884  And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
FTLN 2885 And Tom bears logs into the hall,
FTLN 2886  And milk comes frozen home in pail;
FTLN 2887990 When blood is nipped, and ways be text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Foliofoul,text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio
FTLN 2888 Then nightly sings the staring owl
FTLN 2889 “Tu-whit to-who.” A merry note,
FTLN 2890 While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

FTLN 2891 When all aloud the wind doth blow,
FTLN 2892995  And coughing drowns the parson’s saw,
FTLN 2893 And birds sit brooding in the snow,
FTLN 2894  And Marian’s nose looks red and raw;
FTLN 2895 When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl,
FTLN 2896 Then nightly sings the staring owl
FTLN 28971000 “Tu-whit to-who.” A merry note,
FTLN 2898 While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.

text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioARMADOtext from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio  FTLN 2899The words of Mercury are harsh after the
FTLN 2900 songs of Apollo. text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioYou that way; we this way.text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio
text from the Quarto in the passages based on the FolioThey all exit.text from the Quarto in the passages based on the Folio