LABOUR'S LOST. LOVE'S in the daughter of the king of France, eixas business, craving quick despatch, prianes personal conference with his grace. guity so much; while we attend, amble-visag'd suitors, his high will. Bay. Proud of employment, willingly I go. [Exit. Prin. All pride is willing pride, and yours There the votaries, my loving lords, Prin Know you the man? Mr. I know him, madam; at a marriage | feast, ord Perigort and the beauteous heir Falconbridge solemnized, Mendy saw I this Longaville: vereign parts he is esteem'd ; twit match'd with too blunt a will; Sad some spare that come within his to win grace though he had no wit. Emit of becoming mirth, bject that the one doth catch, Re-enter BOYET. (Like one that comes here to besiege his court,) Prin. Fair, I give you back again; and, an oath. King. You shall be welcome, madam, to wise. 'Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord, But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold; King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. For you'll prove perjur'd, if you make me stay. once? [once? Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant Biron. I know you did. Ros. How needless was it then You must not be so quick. To ask the question? Ros. The hour that fools should ask. Now, what admittance, lord? is competitors in oath, • Confederates. But that one half which is unsatisfied, On payment of a hundred thousand crowns, Dear princess, were not his requests so far From reason's yielding, your fair self should make A yielding, 'gainst some reason, in my breast, Satisfy me so. (come, King. Boyet. So please your grace, the packet is not Where that and other specialties are bound; To-morrow you shall have a sight of them. King. It shall suffice me: at which interAll liberal reason I will yield unto. [view, Mean time, receive such welcome at my hand, As honour, without breach of honour, may Make tender of to thy true worthiness: You may not come, fair princess, in my gates; But here without you shall be so receiv'd, As you shall deem yourself lodg'd in my heart, Though so denied fair harbour in my house. Your own good thoughts excuse me, and fareTo-morrow shall we visit you again. [well: Prin. Sweet health and fair desires consort your grace! King. Thy own wish wish I thee in every place! [Exeunt KING and his Train. Biron. Lady, I will commend you to my own heart. Dum. A gallant lady! Monsieur, fare well. Long. I beseech you a word; What in the white? [in the Boyet. A woman sometimes, an you sa Long. Perchance, light in the light : I her name. [that, were a sh Boyet. She hath but one for herself; to Long. Pray you, sir, whose daughter: Boyet. Her mother's, I have heard. Long. God's blessing on your beard! Boyet. Good sir, be not offended: She is an heir of Falconbridge. Long. Nay, my choler is ended. She is a most sweet lady. Boyet. Not unlike, sir; that,may be. [Exit ] Biron. What's her name, in the cap! Boyet. Katharine, by good hap. Biron. Is she wedded, or no? Boyet. To her will, sir, or so. Biron. You are welcome, sir; adien Boyet. Farewell to me, sir, and we to you. [Erit BIR.-Ladies un Mar. That last is Biron, the merry Not a word with him but a jest. Boyet. And every jest but a Prin. It was well done of you to tal at his word. [to Boyet. I was as willing to grapple, as Boyet. No sheep, sweet lamb, unless we feed a lips. [finish th Mar. You sheep, and I pasture; Shi Boyet. So you grant pasture for me. [Offering to ki Not so, gentle Mar. My lips are no common, though several Boyet. Belonging to whom? Mar. To my fortunes at Prin. Good wits will be jangling; tles agree: The civil war of wits were much better On Navarre and his book-men; for abused. Boyet. If my observation, (which v dom lies,) By the heart's still rhetoric, disclosed Ros. 'Pray you, do my commendations; I Deceive me not now, Navarre is infect would be glad to see it. Biron. I would, you heard it groan. Biron. Sick at heart. Ros. Alack, let it blood. Biron. Will you prick't with your eye? • Part. Prin. With what? Boyet. With that which we lovers Prin. Your reason? Boyet. Why all his behaviours did their retire To the cont of his eye, peeping thoro Prond with his form, in his eye pride expa + Ay, yes. CENE I. Another part of the same. [Singing. How mean'st thou? brawling in No, my complete master; but to ane at the tongue's end, canary 1 to r feet, humour it with turning up hus; sigh a note, and sing a note; trich the throat, as if you swal se with singing love; sometime sose, as if you snuffed up love by Tie; with your hat penthouse-like, up of your eyes; with your arms yar thin belly-doublet, l'ke a rab***, or your hands in your pocket, as after the old painting; and keep a in one tone, but a snip and away: pements, these are humours; , nie wenches that would be be**at these ; and make them men of a note, men?) that most are af how hast thou purchased this expe By my penny of observation. lat 0,-but 0, he hobby-horse is forgot. your love, perhaps, a hackney. A Negagent student! learn her by heart. And eat of heart, master: all those wprove ! A kind of dance. Arm. What wilt thou prove? Moth. A man, if I live; and this, by, in, and without, upon the instant: By heart you love her, because your heart cannot come by her in heart you love her, because your heart is in love with her; and out of heart you love her, being out of heart that you cannot enjoy her. Arm. I am all these three. Moth. And three times as much more, and yet nothing at all. Arm. Fetch hither the swain; he must carry me a letter. Moth. A message well sympathized; a horse to be ambassador for an ass! Arm. Ha, ha! what sayest thou? Arm. The way is but short; away. Arm. Thy meaning, pretty ingenious? Arm. 1 say, lead is slow. Moth. You are too swift, sir, to say so: Moth. Thump then, and I flee. [Exit. Re-enter MOTH and COSTARD. Moth. A wonder, master; here's a Costard broken in a shin. Arm. Some enigma, some riddle: come, thy l'envoy¶ ;-begin. Cost. No egma, no riddle, no l'envoy; no salve in the mail, sir: O, sir, plantain, a plain plantain; no l'envoy, no l'envoy, no salve, sir, but a plantain! Canary was the name of a sprightly dance. An old French term for concluding verses, which served either to convey the moral, or to address the poem to some person. ck, ready. A head. Arm. By virtue, thou enforcest laughter; thy silly thought, my spleen; the heaving of my lungs provokes me to ridiculous smiling: O, pardon me, my stars! Doth the inconsiderate take salve for l'envoy, and the word, l'envoy, for a salve? Moth. Do the wise think them other? is not l'envoy a salve? Arm. No, page: it is an epilogue or dis- Arm. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, And stay'd the odds by adding four. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, Were still at odds, being but three: Arm. Until the goose came out of door, Staying the odds by adding four. Moth. A good l'envoy, ending in the goose; Would you desire more? Cost. The boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose, that's flat:[be fat.Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose To sell a bargain well, is as cunning as fast and loose: Let me see a fat l'envoy ; ay, that's a fat goose. Cost. True, and I for a plantain; Thus Moth. I will tell you sensibly. Cost. Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth; I will speak that l'envoy: of mine honour, is, rewarding my dependi Moth, follow. Moth. Like the sequel, I.-Signior Cos adieu. Cost. My sweet ounce of man's flesh! incony Jew! [Exit M Now will I look to his remuneration. R neration! O, that's the Latin word for farthings: three farthings-remunerati What's the price of this inkle? a pent No, I'll give you a remuneration : w carries it.-Remuneration !-why, it fairer name than French crown. I will buy and sell out of this word. Enter BIRON. Biron. O, my good knave Costard! es ingly well met. Cost. Pray you, sir, how much car ribbon may a man buy for a remunerati Biron. What is a remuneration ? Cost. Marry, sir, half-penny farthing Biron. O, why then, three-farthings of silk. Cost. I thank your worship: God be wit Biron. O, stay, slave, I must employ As thou wilt win my favour, good my Do one thing for me that I shall entreat Cost. When would you have it done, Biron. O, this afternoon. Cost. Well, I will do it, sir: Fare you Biron. It must be done this afte And Rosaline they call her ask for her go. Cost. Guerdon,-O sweet guerdon! than remuneration; eleven-pence farthi ter: Most sweet guerdon:-I will do in print 1.-Guerdon-remuneration. Biron. O-And I, forsooth, in love! have been love's whip; 1, Costard, running out, that was safely within, Arm. By my sweet soul, I mean, setting thee at liberty, enfreedoming thy person; thou wert immured, restrained, captivated, bound. Cost. True, true; and now you will be my purgation, and let me loose. Arm. I give thee thy liberty, set thee from durance; and, in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing but this: Bear this significant to the country maid Jaquenetta: there is renumeration; (Giving him money,] for the best ward • Delightful. + Reward. Petticoats. A very beadle to a humorous sigh; Thau whom no mortal so magnificent! With the utmost exactness. § Hooded, veiled The officers of the spiritual courts who serve citations. steep uprising of the hill?. I know not; but, I think, it was ch: [shoot. where you may make the fairest Ithank my beauty, I am fair that [shoot. Spon thou speak'st, the fairest Pardon me, madam, for I meant. bat, what? first praise me, and Tau say, no? pride! Not fair? alack for woe! , madam, fair. Nay, never paint me now; not, praise cannot mend the (true; my glass, take this for telling [Giving him money. set for foul words is more than [inherit. ching but fair is that which you See, see, my beanty will be sav'd fair, fit for these days! When, for fame's sake, for praise, an outward part, no ill. As I, for praise alone, now seek to spill Prin. Here comes a member of the com- Cost. God dig-you-den all! Pray you, which is the head lady? Prin. Thon shalt know her, fellow, by the rest that have no heads. [est? Cost. Which is the greatest lady, the high- An your waist, mistress, were as slender as thickest here. will? Prin. What's your will, sir? what's your [to one lady Rosaline. Cost. I have a letter from monsieur Biron, Prin. 0, thy letter, thy letter; he's a good friend of mine: [carve; Stand aside, good bearer.-Boyet, you can Break up this capon t. Boyet. This letter is mistook, it importeth none It is writ to Jaquenetta. [here; We will read it, I swear : Break the neck of the wax, and every one give ear. Prin. I am bound to serve Boyet. [Reads.] By heaven, that thou art fair, is most infallible; true, that thou art beauteous; truth itself, that thou art lovely: More fairer than fair, beautiful than beauteous; truer than truth itself, have commiseration on thy heroical vassal! The magnanimous and most illustrate king Cophetua set eye upon the pernicious and indubitate beggar Zenclophon; and he it was that might rightly say, veni, vidi, vici; which to anatomize in the vul↑ Open this letter. † Illustrious. pity would not let me do 't; of question, so it is sometimes; • God give you good even. R |