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SHAKSPEARE's first draught of this trifling play, (which all the editors have concurred in censuring, and sons have rejected as unworthy of its author) was written it or before 1594, and some additions were probably made * It between that year and 1597, when it was exhibited before Queen Elizabeth. Like the Taming of the Shrew, it was undoubtedly one of his earliest essays to dramatic writing ; as the frequent rhymes, the imperfect versification, the artless and desultory dialogue, and the irregularity of the composition, sufficiently prove. The fable does not seem to be a work entirely of invention ; and perhaps owes its birth to some novel which has yet to be discovered. The character of Armado bears some resemblance to Don Quixotte, but the play is older than the work of Cervantes; of ticlofernes, another singular character, there are some traces in a masque of Sir Philip Sidney, presented before Queen Elizabeth at Wansted. Dr. Johnson says, that in this play “there are many passages mean, childish, and vulgar; and some which ought not to have been ex

hibited, as we are told they were, to a maidem Queen.

But there are scattered through the whole many

*Parks of genius; uer is there any play that has more evident marks of the hand of Shakspeare.”

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- lives, live register'd upon our brazen tombs, And then grace as in the disgrace of death ; When, spite of coronorant devouring time, The endeavour of this present breath may buy

The mind shall banquet, though the body pine:
Fat paunches have lean pates; and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but bank’rout quite the
Pum. My loving lord, Dumain is mortified ;

- - That honour, which shall bale his scythe's keen The grosser manner of these world's delights

And make us heirs of all eternity.
Therefore, brave conquerors 1—for so you are,
That war against your own aftections,
And the huge army of the world's desires,-
Qur late edict shall strongly stand in force :
Navarre shall be the wonder of the world ;
out court shall be a little Academe,
Still aud contemplative in living art.
You three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville,

He throws upon the gross world’s baser slaves :
To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die;
With all these living in philosophy.
Biron. I can but say their protestation over,
So much, dear liege, I have already sworn,
That is, To live and study here three years,
But there are other strict observances:
As, not to see a woman in that term :
Which, I hope well, is not enrolled there :
And, one day in a week to touch no food;

ave sworn for three years’ terun to live with And but one meal on every day beside ;

rue, My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes That are recorded in this schedule here :

The which, I hope, is not enrolled there:
And then, to sleep but three hours in the night,
Aud not be seen to wink of all the day;


Prin. I will be welcome then ; conduct me
King. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an
Prin. Our Lady help my lord I he'll be for-
King. Not for the world, fair madam, by my

will. Prin. why, will shall break it : nothing else. Ring. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is. JPrin. Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise, Where * now his knowledge must prove ignorance. I hear, your grace hath sworn out house-keep

will, and

ing :
*Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord,
And sin to break it :
But pardon ine, I am too sudden-bold ;
To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me.
Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming,
And suddenly resolve me in my suit.
[Gives a paper.
King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.
Prin. You will the sooner, that I were
away ;
For you’ll prove perjur’d, if you make me stay.
Biron. Did not i dance with you in Bra-
bant once 2
Ros. Did not i dance with you in Brabant
once of
Biron. I know, you did.
Ros. How needless was it then
To ask the question 1
Biron. You must not be so quick.
Ros. 'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such
Biron. Your wit’s too hot, it speeds too fast,
'twill tire.
Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire.
Biron. What time o’ day !
Ros. The hour that fools should ask.
Biron. Now fair befall your mask I
Ros. Fair fall the face it covers 1
Biron. And send you many lowers 1
Ros. Annen, so you be uone.
Biron. Nay, then will I be goue.
King. Madam, your father here doth intimate
The payment of a hundred thousand crowns;
Being but the one half of an entire sum,
Disbursed by uny father in his wars.
But say, that he, or we, (as neither have,)
Receiv'd that sum ; yet there remains unpaid
A hundred thousand more ; in surety of the
One part of Aquitain is bound to us,
Although not valued to the money’s worth.
If then the king your father will restore
But that one half which is unsatisfied,
We will give up our right in Aquitain,
And hold fair friendship with his majesty.
But that, it seems, he little purposeth,
For here he doth demand to have repaid
An hundred thousaud crowns; and not de-
On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
To have his title live in Aquitain ;
Which we much rather bad depart + withal, -
And have the money by our father lent,
Than Aquitain so gelded as it is.
Dear princess, were not his requests so far
From reason's yielding, your fair self should
A yielding, 'gainst some reason, in my breast,
And go well satisfied to France again.
Prin. You do the king my father too much
And wrong the reputation of your name,
In so unseeming to confess receipt
of that which hath so faithfully been paid.
King. I do protest, I never heard oi it ;

- whereas. + Tart.

And, if you prove it, I'll repay it back,
Or yield up Aquitain.
Prin. We arrest your word :
Boyet, you can produce aquittances,
For such a sun, fron special officers
Of Charles his father.
Ring. Satisfy me so.
Boyet. So please your grace, the packet is not
Where that and other specialties are bound:
To-unorrow you shall have a sight of them.
King. It shall suffice me; at which inter-
All liberal reason I will yield unto.
Mean time receive such welcome at my hand,
As honour, without breach of honour, Isay
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 bear,
Though so denied fair harbour in my bouse.
Your own good thoughts excuse me, and fire-
well :
To-morrow shall we visit you again.
Prin. Sweet health and fair desires consort
your grace I
King. Thy own wish wish I thee in ever,
place I
[Ereunt KING and his Train.
Fire"; Lady, I will coumeud you to my own
Ros. 'Pray you, do my commendations; I
would be glad to see it.
Biron. I would, you heard it groan.
Ros. Is the fool sick?
Biron. Sick at heart.
Ros. Alack, let it blood.
Biron. Would that do it good f
Ros. My physic says, I. *
Biron. Will you prick’t with your eyet
Ros. No pognt, t with my knife.
Biron. Now, God save thy life :
Ros. And your's from long living 1
Biron. I cannot stay thanksgiving.

(Retiri-z. Dum. Sir, I pray you, a word: what lady is that same f Boyet. The heir of Alençon, Rosaline ber naine. Dum. A. gallant lady! Monsieur, fare ves well. [*rit. Long. I beseech you a word; What is she is the white f

Boyet. A woman sometimes, an you saw her
in the light.
Long. Perchance, light in the light: I desire
her name.
Boyet. She hath but one for herself; to de-
sire that were a shame.
Long. Pray you, Sir, whose daughter r
Boyet. Her mother's I have heard.
Long. God’s blessing on your beard t
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.
[Erit Loxcavilis.
Biron. What's her name, in the cap f
Boyet. Katharine, by good hap.
JBiron. Is she wedded, or no?
Boyet. To her will, Sir, or so?
Biron. You are welcome, Sir ; adieu o
Boyet. Farewell to me, Sir, and welcome te
you. [Erit B1Rox.—Ladies arror-o-
Mar. That last is Birou, the unerry head-cap
lord ;
Not a word with him but a jee,
Boyet. And every jest but a word.
Prin. It was well done of you to take him ot

his word. Boyet. I was as willing to grapple, as he was to board. * Aye, yes. + A French particle of errarieIn high-born words, the worth of many a knight I curious-knotted garden: There did I see From tawny Spain, lost in the world’s de- that low spirited swain, that base minnow of

bate. thy mirth. How you delight, my lords, I know not, I ; Cost. Me. But, t protest, I love to hear him lie, King.—that unletter'd small knowing soul, And I will use him for my minstrelsy. Cost. Me.

Biron. Armado is a most illustrious wight, A man of fire-new words, fashion’s own kuight.

Long. Costard the swain, and he, shall be our And, so to study, three years is but short. [sport;

A ing. —that shallow vassal. Cost. Still me. King. —which, as I remember, hight, Costard. Cost. O me ! King.—sorted and consorted, contrary to thy established proclaimed edict and contiment canon, with—with, O with—but twith this I passion to say where with. Cost. With a wench. King. —with a child of our grandmother Eve, a female ; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a woman. Him I (as my ever

Enter Dull, with a letter, and Costan D. Dull. Which is the duke's own person 1 Biron. This, fellow ; What would'st 7 Dull. I myself reprehend his own person, for I am his grace's that horough : * But I would to his own person in flesh and blood. Biron. This is he. bill, Signior Arme—Arme—commends you.

There's villany abroad ; this letter will tell is teemed duty pricks me on J have sent to thee, jøll more, to receive the need of punishment, by thy (ost. Sir, the contempts thereof are as touch-Isweet grace's officer, Antony Dust; a man of ing ine. good repute, carriage, bearing, and estimation.

King. A letter from the magnificent Armado. Biron. How low soever the matter, I hope in God for high words. Long. A high hope for a low hawing: God grant us patience I Biron. To hear 1 or forbear hearing 1 Long. To hear meekly, sir, and to laugh moderately ; or to forbear both.

Dull. Me, an’t shall please you ; I am Antony Dull. King. For Jaquemetta, (so is the treaker vessel called, which I apprehend with the aforesaid snain.) I keep her as a vessel of thy law's fury; and shall at the least of thy sweet notice bring her to trial. Thine, in att compliments of devoted and heart-burning

Biron. Well, Sir, be it as the style shall give us tallse to climb to the metriness.

Cust. The matter is to me, Sir, as concerning Joquenetta. The manner of "it is, I was taken with the manner."

Biron. In what manner f

Cost. In manner and form following, Sir ; all those three: 1 was seen with her in the manor house, sitting with her upon the form, and taken !ollowing her into the park; which, put together, is, in manner and form following. Now, **, for the manner,-it is the manner of a man . speak to a womau ; for the form, in some orin.

Biron. For the following, Sir :

Col. As it shall follow in my correction ; And to defend the right!

King. Will you hear this letter with attention ?

iron. As we would hear an oracle.

Cost. Such is the simplicity of man to hearken allot the flesh.

Wing. [Reads. Great deputy, the trelkin's *icrgerent, and sole dominator of Navarre, ;: earth's God, and body’s fostering g ron,

Çost. Not a word of Costard yet.

Aing. So it is, Cost. It may be so; but if he say it is so, he " telling true, but so, so

*ing, Peace.

Qost -be to me, and every man that dares not fight !

King. No words.

Cost—of other men's secrets, I beseech you.

King. So it is, besieged with sabte-coloured melanchoty, I did commend the black-oppress*s humour to the most wholesome physic of to health-giving air; and, as I am a gentle. **, betook myself to walk. The time when 2 About the sirth hour; when beasts most $or, birds best peck, and men sit down to at nourishment which is called supper. * much for the time whens Now for the £round twhich ; which, I mean, I walked opon.; it is yeleped thy park. Then for the place where ; where, 1' mean, I did oncounter that obscene and most preposterous oent, that draweth from my snow white pen * “bon-coloured ink, which here thou viewo, beholdest, surveyest, or seest : But, to the place where—it standeth north-north-east *d by east from the west corner of thy

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heat of duty. Don ADRIA No De ARMADo. Biron. This is not so well as I looked for, but the best that ever I heard. Ring. Ay, the best for the worst. what say you to this? Cost. Sir, I confess the wench. Ring. Did you hear the proclamation ? Cost. I do confess much of the hearing it, but little of the marking of it. King. It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to be taken with a wench. Cost. I was taken with none, Sir, I was taken with a damosel. Ring. Well it was proclaimed damosel. Cost. This was no damosel neither, Sir ; she was a virgin. Aing. It is so varied too; for it was claimed, virgin. Cost. If it were, I deny her virginity; 1 was taken with a maid. King. This maid will not serve your turn, sir. Cost. This maid will serve my turn, Sir. King. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence; You shall fast a week with bran and water. Cost. I had rather pray a month with mutton and porridge. King. And Don Armado shall be your keeper. —My lord Biron see him deliver'd o'er.— Aud go we, lords, to put in practice that which each to other hath so strongly sworh.[Ereunt KiN G, LoNc Avi L.E., and DUMA tw. Biron. I’ll lay my head to any good man's hat, (scorn. These oaths and laws will prove an idle Sirrah, come on. Cost. I suffer for the truth, Sir : for true it is, I was taken with Jaquenetta, and Jaqueuetta is a true girl ; and therefore, Welcome the sour cup of prosperity Affliction may one day smile again, and till then, Sit thee down, sorrow ! [Ereunt.

SCENE II.-Another part of the same.—AaMA Do's House.

But, sirrah,


Enter Awmapo and Moth.

Arm. Boy what sign is it, when a man of great spirit grows melancholy Moth. A great sign, Sir, that he will look sad. Arm. Why, sadness is one and the sclf-same thing, dear imp. Moth. No, no ; O lord, Sir, no.

Arms. 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 I Doth the inconsiderate take salve for l'envoy, and the word, l'envoy, for a salve f Moth. Do the wise think them other f is not d'envoy a salve : Arm. No, page: it is an epilogue or discourse, to make plain Some obscure precedence that hath tofore been sain. I will example it : The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, Were still at odds, being but three. There’s the moral : Now the l'envoy. Moth. I will add the l'envoy : Say the moral again. Arm. The fox, the ape, and the humble-bee, Were still at odds, being but three : Moth. Until the goose came out of door. And stay'd the odds by adding four. Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow with my l'envoy. 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, endiug in the goose; Would you desire more t Cost. The boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose, that's fiat :Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose be fat.-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. Arm. Come hither, come hither: How did this arguinent begiu ? Moth. By saying that a Costard was broken in a shin. Then call'd you for the l'envoy. Cost. True and I for a plaintain : Thus came your argument in ; Then the boy's fat l'envoy, the goose that you bought ; And he ended the market. A rin. But tell me; how was there a Costard broken in a shin f Moth. I will tell you sensibly. Cost. Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth ; I will speak that l'ent oy: 1, Costard, running out, that was safely within, Fell over the threshold, and broke uny shin. Arm. We will talk uo more of this matter. Cost. Till there be more matter in the shin. Arm. Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise thee. Cost. Oh I marry me to one Frances:–l smell some l'envoy, some goose, in this. 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 Jaqueuetta: there is remuneration ; Giving him money.) for the best ward of mine

onour, is, rewarding my dependants. Moth, follow. [Erit. Moth. Like the sequel, I.-Signior Cottard,

adieu. Cost. My sweet ounce of man's flesh my incony • Jew l— [Brit Morh. Now will I look to his remuneration. Reununeration Oh! that's the Latin word for three farthings: three farthings—remuneration.— What's the price of this inkle * a penny:-No, I'll give you a remuneration : why, it carries it.— Remuneration 1—why, it is a fairer name than French crowu. I will uever buy and sell out of this word.

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Biron. O my good knave Costard ' exceedingly well met. Cost. Pray you, Sir, how much carnation ribbon may a man buy for a remunerativu r Biron. What is a remuneration ? Cost. Marry, Sir, halfpenny farthing. on. Oh! why then, three-farthings-worth of silk. Bost. I thank your worship: God be with yes! Ciron. O stay, slave; I must employ thee: As thou wilt win my favour, good my knave, Do one thing for me that I shall entreat. Cost. When would you have it done, sirt Biron. Oh this afternoon. Cost. Well, I will do it, Sir : Fare you well. Biron. Oh I thou knowest not what it is. Cost. I shall know, Sir, when I have dose it. Biron. Why, villain, thou must know first. Cost. I will come to your worship to-morrow morning. Biron. It must be done this afternoon. Hari. slave, it is but this ;The princess comes to hunt here in the park, And in her train there is a gentle lady; When tongues speak sweetly, then they came her name, And Rosaline they call her : ask for her: And to her white hand see thou do comme=d This seal’d-up counsel. There's thy guerdot; go. [Gires him too. Cost. Guerdon, O sweet guerdon : + or than remuneration ; eleven pence farthing better: Most sweet guerdon 1–1 will do it, Sir, in priet—Guerdon—remuneration. (for. Biron. Ot–And I, forsooth, in love: I, to have been love’s whip; A very beadle to a humorous sigh : A critic; nay, a night-watch constable : A domineering pedant o'er the boy, Than whom no mortal so magnificent 1 This winnpled, twininz, purblind, wayward bes. This senior-junior, giant-dwarf, Dan Cupto Regent of love-rhynes, lord of folded arms, The anointed sovereign of sighs and greaus, Liege of all loiterers and malcontents, Dread prince of plackets, $ king of codpieces, Sole imperator, and great general Of trotting paritors, ll-O my little heart!— And I to be a corporal of his field, And wear his colours like a tunnbier's hoop What f l l I love : i sue ! I seek a wife : A woman, that is like a German clock, Still a repairing ; ever out of frame ; And never going aright, being a watch, But being watch'd that it may still go right" Nay, to be perjur'd, which is worst of all .

And, anong three, to love the worst of all;

A whitely wanton with a velvet brow,
With two pitch balls stuck in her face for eyes;

| Ay, and by heaven, one that will do the deed,

Though Argus were her eunuch and her guard: And I to sigh for her to watch for her

| to pray for her? Go to ; it is a plague

That Cupid will impose for my neglect
Of his almighty dreadful little might. stream;
Well, I will love, write, sigh, pray, sue, and
Some men must love my lady, and some Jean-

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Boyet. I know not ; but, I think, it was not he. Prin. Who'er he was, he show'd a mounting mind. well, lords, to-day we shall have our despatch ; On Saturday we will return to France.— Then, forester, my friend, where is the bush, that we must stand and play the murderer in 7 For. Here by, upon the edge of yonder coppice ; A stand, when you may make the fairest shoot. Prin. I thank my beauty, I am fair that shoot, And thereupon thou speak'st, the fairest shoot. For. Pardon ine, madam, for I meant not so. Prin. What, what : first praise une, and again say, no O short-liv'd pride Not fair alack for woe For. Yes, madam, fair. Prin. Nay, never paint me now ; where fair is not, praise caubot mend the brow. Here, good my glass, take this for telling true ; [Git ing him money. Fair payment for foul words is more than due. For. Nothing but fair is that which you inherit. Prin. See, see, my beauty will be sav’d by inerit. o heresy in fair, fit for these days 1 A giving hand, though foul, shall have fair praise.— But come, the bow :—Now mercy goes to kill, And shooting well is then accounted ill. Thus will I save my credit in the shoot : Not wounding. pity would not let ine do't ; lf wounding, then it was to show my skill. That more for praise, than purpose, meant to kill. And, out of question, so it is sometimes ; Glory grows guilty of detested crimes; when, for fame's sake, for praise, an outward part, we bend to that the working of the heart: As I, for praise alone, now seek to spill The poor decr's blood, that my heart uneans no ill. Boyrt. Do not curst wives hold that self. sovereignty only for praise' sake, when they strive to be Lords o'er their lords : Prin. Only for praise : and praise we may atford To any lady that subdues a lord.

Enter Cost Att D.

Prin. Here comes a Ineunber of the commonwealth. Cost. God dig-you-den - all ! Pray you, which is the head lady ? Prin. Thou shalt know her, fellow, by the rest that have no heads. cost. Which is the greatest lady, the highest ? Prin. The thickest, and the tallest. Cost. The thickest, and the tallest | truth is truth. An your waist, mistress, were as slender as my wit, One of these maids' girdles for your waist should be fit. Are not you the chief woman 7 you are thickest here. what's your will, Sir 1 What's your with Cost. I have a letter from monsieur Biron, to one lady Rosaline. Prin. Oh thy letter, thy letter ; he's a good friend of mine; stand aside, good bearer.—Boyet, you can carve; Break up this capon. Bovet. I am bound to serve.— Tho letter is mistook, it impolieth none here ; It is writ to Jaqueuetta.

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* God give you good even. * Open this letter.

Prin. We will read it, I swear : [ear. Break the neck of the wax, and every one give Boyet. [Reads.) By heaven that thou art

fair, is most infallible ; true that thou ort

beauteous ; truth ttsets, 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 Zenelophon; and he it was that might rightly say, veni, widi, vici; which to anatomize in the vulgar, (O base and obscure vulgar ( ) videlicet, he came, squ', and overcame : he came, one ; satt, two , overcame, three. Who came * the king : Why did he come f to see : H/hy did he see 2 to overcome : To whom carne he 2 to the beggar ; What saw he * the beggar, }}'ho overcame he the beggar : The conclusion is victory; On whose side r the king's the captive is enrich'd; On whose side 2 the beggar’s . The catastrophe is a nuptial ; On whose side 2 the king's 2–no, on both in one, or one in both. I am the king ; for so stands the comparison : thou the fo. for so twitnesseth thy lowliness. Shall I command thy love * I may : Shall I enforce thy love * I could : Shalt I entreat thy love f I wit!. What shalt thou exchange for rags f robes, For tittles, titles ; For thyself, me. Thus, expecting thy reply, I profane my lips on thy foot, my eyes on thy picture, and my heart on thy every part. Thine, in the dearest design of industry, DoN ADR1 a No DE ARM Auo. Thus dost thou hear the Nemean lion roar 'Gainst thee, thou launb, that standest as his prey; Submissive fall his princely feet before, And he from forage will incline to play: But if thou strive, poor soul, what art thou then f Food for his rage, repasture for his den. Arin. What plume of feathers, is he, that indited this letter 7 What vane what weather-cock? did you ever hear better 7 Boyet. I am much deceived, but I remember the style, Prin. Else your memory is bad, going o'er it ere while. * Boyet. This Armado is a Spaniard, that keeps here in court ; A phantasm, a Monarcho, and one that makes sport To the prince, and his book-mates. Prin. Thou, fellow, a word : Who gave thee this letter? Cost. I told you ; my lord. Prin. To whom shouldst thou give it ! Cost. From my lord to my lady. Prin. From which lord, to which lady ? Cost. From uny lord Birou, a good unaster of mine, To a lady of France, that he call'd Rosaline. Prin. Thou hast mistaken uis lettei. Conne, lords, away. Here, sweet, put up this ; 'twill be thine another day. [E., it PRINcess and Train. Boyet. Who is the suitor who is the suitor Ros. Shall I teach you to know : Boy, t. Ay, my continent of beauty. Ros. Why, she that bears the bow. Finely put off I Boyet. My lady goes to kill horns; but, if thou Inarry, Hang me by the neck, if horns that year miscarry. Finely put on 1 Ros. Well then, I am the shooter. Poyet. And who is your deer Ros. If we choose by the horns, yourself : conte in ear. Finely put on, Indeed 1–

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