Jac. Fair weather after you Dull. Come, Jaquenetta, away. [Exeunt DULL and JAQUENETTA. Arm. Villain, thou shalt fast for thy offences, ere thou be pardoned. Cost. Well, sir, I hope, when I do it, I shall do it on a full stomach. Arm. Thou shalt be heavily punished. Cost. I am more bound to you than your fellows, for they are but lightly rewarded. Arm. Take away this villain; shut him up. Moth. Come, you transgressing slave; away. Cost. Let me not be pent up, sir; I will fast, being loose. Moth. No, sir; that were fast and loose: thou shalt to prison. Cost. Well, if ever I do see the merry days of desolation that I have seen, some shall see. Moth. What shall some see? Cost. Nay nothing, master Moth, but what they look upon. It is not for prisoners to be too silent in their words; and, therefore, I will say nothing: I thank God, I have as little patience as another man; and, therefore, I can be quiet. [Exeunt MOTH and CoSTARD. Arm. I do affect the very ground, which is base, where her shoe, which is baser, guided by her foot, which is basest, doth tread. I shall be forsworn, (which is a great argument of falsehood,) if I love: And how can that be true love, which is falsely attempted? Love is a familiar; love is a devil: there is no evil angel but love. Yet Sampson was so tempted; and he had an excellent strength; yet was Solomon so seduced; and he had a very good wit. Cupid's butt-shaft' is too hard for Hercules' club, and therefore too much odds for a Spaniard's rapier. The first and second cause will not serve my turn; the passado he respects not, the duello he regards not: his disgrace is to be called boy; but his glory is to subdue men. Adieu, valour! rust, rapier! be still, drum! for your manager is affect-] i. e. Love.-STEEVENS. f butt-shaft-] i. e. An arrow to shoot at butts with. in love; yea, he loveth. Assist me some extemporal god of rhyme, for, I am sure, I shall turn sonneteer. Devise wit, write pen; for I am for whole volumes in folio. [Exit. ACT II. SCENE I. Another part of the same. A Pavilion and Enter the Princess of France, ROSALINE, MARIA, KATHARINE, BOYET, Lords, and other Attendants. Boyet. Now, madam, summon up your dearest spirits : Consider who the king your father sends; To whom he sends; and what's his embassy; Of all perfections that a man may owe, When she did starve the general world beside, And prodigally gave them all to you. Prin. Good lord Boyet, my beauty, though but mean, Needs not the painted flourish of your praise; Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye, Not utter'd by base sale of chapmen's tongues:h I am less proud to hear you tell my worth, Than you much willing to be counted wise In spending your wit in the praise of mine. But now to task the tasker,-Good Boyet, You are not ignorant, all-telling fame g your dearest spirits:] Dear, in our author's language, has many shades of meaning. In the present instance and the next, it appears to signify-best, most powerful.-STEEVENS. h Beauty is bought by judgment of the eye, Not uttered by base sale of chapman's tongues:] Chapman here seems to signify the seller, not as now commonly the buyer. Cheap or cheaping was anciently the market; chapman therefore is, marketman. The meaning is, that the estimation of beauty depends not on the uttering or proclamation of the seller, but on the eye of the buyer.-JOHNSON. Doth noise abroad, Navarre hath made a vow, To know his pleasure; and in that behalf, Tell him, the daughter of the king of France, That are vow-fellows with this virtuous duke? 1 Lord. Longaville is one. Prin. Know you the man? Mar. I know him, madam; at a marriage feast, In Normandy saw I this Longaville : [Exit. A man of sovereign parts he is esteem'd; Prin. Some merry mocking lord, belike; is't so ? Kath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd youth, Of all that virtue love for virtue lov'd: Most power to do most harm, least knowing ill; And shape to win grace though he had no wit. I saw him at the duke Alençon's once; Ros. Another of these students at that time Prin. God bless my ladies! are they all in love; With such bedecking ornaments of praise? Prin. Re-enter BoYET. Now, what admittance, lord? Boyet. Navarre had notice of your fair approach; Were all address'd to meet you, gentle lady, [The ladies mask. Enter KING, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, BIRON, and Attendants. King. Fair Princess, welcome to the court of Navarre. Prin. Fair, I give you back again; and, welcome I have not yet the roof of this court is too high to be competitors in oath,] i. e. Confederates.-STEEVENS, yours and welcome to the wild fields too base to be mine. King. You shall be welcome, madam, to my court. Prin. Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise, But pardon me, I am too sudden-bold; Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my coming, [Gives a paper. King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may. Ros. To ask the question! Biron. How needless was it then You must not be so quick. Ros. 'Tis 'long of you that spur me with such questions. Biron. Your wit's too hot, it speeds too fast, 'twill tire. Ros. Not till it leave the rider in the mire. Biron. What time o' day? Ros. The hour that fools should ask. Biron. Now fair befal your mask! Ros. Fair fall the face it covers! Biron. And send you many lovers! Biron. Nay, then will I be gone. King. Madam, your father here doth intimate The payment of a hundred thousand crowns; Where-] Where is here used for whereas.-STEEVENS. |