Speeches (Lines) for Ferdinand in "Love's Labour's Lost"

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1 I, 1, 3
  • Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
    Live register'd upon our braze...
  • Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
    Live register'd upon our brazen tombs
    And then grace us in the disgrace of death;
    When, spite of cormorant devouring Time,
    The endeavor of this present breath may buy
    That honour which shall bate his scythe's keen edge
    And make us heirs of all eternity.
    Therefore, brave conquerors,--for so you are,
    That war against your own affections
    And the huge army of the world's desires,--
    Our late edict shall strongly stand in force:
    Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;
    Our court shall be a little Academe,
    Still and contemplative in living art.
    You three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville,
    Have sworn for three years' term to live with me
    My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes
    That are recorded in this schedule here:
    Your oaths are pass'd; and now subscribe your names,
    That his own hand may strike his honour down
    That violates the smallest branch herein:
    If you are arm'd to do as sworn to do,
    Subscribe to your deep oaths, and keep it too.
  • (stage directions). [Enter FERDINAND king of Navarre, BIRON, LONGAVILLE]
    and DUMAIN]

    Ferdinand. Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives,
    Live register'd upon our brazen tombs
    And then grace us in the disgrace of death;
    When, spite of cormorant devouring Time,
    The endeavor of this present breath may buy
    That honour which shall bate his scythe's keen edge
    And make us heirs of all eternity.
    Therefore, brave conquerors,--for so you are,
    That war against your own affections
    And the huge army of the world's desires,--
    Our late edict shall strongly stand in force:
    Navarre shall be the wonder of the world;
    Our court shall be a little Academe,
    Still and contemplative in living art.
    You three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville,
    Have sworn for three years' term to live with me
    My fellow-scholars, and to keep those statutes
    That are recorded in this schedule here:
    Your oaths are pass'd; and now subscribe your names,
    That his own hand may strike his honour down
    That violates the smallest branch herein:
    If you are arm'd to do as sworn to do,
    Subscribe to your deep oaths, and keep it too.

2 I, 1, 51
  • Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these.
  • Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these.
  • 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
    And but one meal on every day beside,
    The which I hope is not enrolled there;
    And then, to sleep but three hours in the night,
    And not be seen to wink of all the day--
    When I was wont to think no harm all night
    And make a dark night too of half the day--
    Which I hope well is not enrolled there:
    O, these are barren tasks, too hard to keep,
    Not to see ladies, study, fast, not sleep!

    Ferdinand. Your oath is pass'd to pass away from these.

3 I, 1, 58
  • Why, that to know, which else we should not know.
  • Why, that to know, which else we should not know.
  • Biron. By yea and nay, sir, then I swore in jest.
    What is the end of study? let me know.

    Ferdinand. Why, that to know, which else we should not know.

4 I, 1, 60
  • Ay, that is study's godlike recompense.
  • Ay, that is study's godlike recompense.
  • Biron. Things hid and barr'd, you mean, from common sense?

    Ferdinand. Ay, that is study's godlike recompense.

5 I, 1, 72
  • These be the stops that hinder study quite
    And train our intellects to vain...
  • These be the stops that hinder study quite
    And train our intellects to vain delight.
  • Biron. Come on, then; I will swear to study so,
    To know the thing I am forbid to know:
    As thus,--to study where I well may dine,
    When I to feast expressly am forbid;
    Or study where to meet some mistress fine,
    When mistresses from common sense are hid;
    Or, having sworn too hard a keeping oath,
    Study to break it and not break my troth.
    If study's gain be thus and this be so,
    Study knows that which yet it doth not know:
    Swear me to this, and I will ne'er say no.

    Ferdinand. These be the stops that hinder study quite
    And train our intellects to vain delight.

6 I, 1, 96
  • How well he's read, to reason against reading!
  • How well he's read, to reason against reading!
  • Biron. Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain,
    Which with pain purchased doth inherit pain:
    As, painfully to pore upon a book
    To seek the light of truth; while truth the while
    Doth falsely blind the eyesight of his look:
    Light seeking light doth light of light beguile:
    So, ere you find where light in darkness lies,
    Your light grows dark by losing of your eyes.
    Study me how to please the eye indeed
    By fixing it upon a fairer eye,
    Who dazzling so, that eye shall be his heed
    And give him light that it was blinded by.
    Study is like the heaven's glorious sun
    That will not be deep-search'd with saucy looks:
    Small have continual plodders ever won
    Save base authority from others' books
    These earthly godfathers of heaven's lights
    That give a name to every fixed star
    Have no more profit of their shining nights
    Than those that walk and wot not what they are.
    Too much to know is to know nought but fame;
    And every godfather can give a name.

    Ferdinand. How well he's read, to reason against reading!

7 I, 1, 104
  • Biron is like an envious sneaping frost,
    That bites the first-born infants o...
  • Biron is like an envious sneaping frost,
    That bites the first-born infants of the spring.
  • Biron. Something then in rhyme.

    Ferdinand. Biron is like an envious sneaping frost,
    That bites the first-born infants of the spring.

8 I, 1, 114
  • Well, sit you out: go home, Biron: adieu.
  • Well, sit you out: go home, Biron: adieu.
  • Biron. Well, say I am; why should proud summer boast
    Before the birds have any cause to sing?
    Why should I joy in any abortive birth?
    At Christmas I no more desire a rose
    Than wish a snow in May's new-fangled mirth;
    But like of each thing that in season grows.
    So you, to study now it is too late,
    Climb o'er the house to unlock the little gate.

    Ferdinand. Well, sit you out: go home, Biron: adieu.

9 I, 1, 122
  • How well this yielding rescues thee from shame!
  • How well this yielding rescues thee from shame!
  • Biron. No, my good lord; I have sworn to stay with you:
    And though I have for barbarism spoke more
    Than for that angel knowledge you can say,
    Yet confident I'll keep what I have swore
    And bide the penance of each three years' day.
    Give me the paper; let me read the same;
    And to the strict'st decrees I'll write my name.

    Ferdinand. How well this yielding rescues thee from shame!

10 I, 1, 145
  • What say you, lords? Why, this was quite forgot.
  • What say you, lords? Why, this was quite forgot.
  • Biron. A dangerous law against gentility!
    [Reads]
    'Item, If any man be seen to talk with a woman
    within the term of three years, he shall endure such
    public shame as the rest of the court can possibly devise.'
    This article, my liege, yourself must break;
    For well you know here comes in embassy
    The French king's daughter with yourself to speak--
    A maid of grace and complete majesty--
    About surrender up of Aquitaine
    To her decrepit, sick and bedrid father:
    Therefore this article is made in vain,
    Or vainly comes the admired princess hither.

    Ferdinand. What say you, lords? Why, this was quite forgot.

11 I, 1, 151
  • We must of force dispense with this decree;
    She must lie here on mere necess...
  • We must of force dispense with this decree;
    She must lie here on mere necessity.
  • Biron. So study evermore is overshot:
    While it doth study to have what it would
    It doth forget to do the thing it should,
    And when it hath the thing it hunteth most,
    'Tis won as towns with fire, so won, so lost.

    Ferdinand. We must of force dispense with this decree;
    She must lie here on mere necessity.

12 I, 1, 167
  • Ay, that there is. Our court, you know, is haunted
    With a refined traveller...
  • Ay, that there is. Our court, you know, is haunted
    With a refined traveller of Spain;
    A man in all the world's new fashion planted,
    That hath a mint of phrases in his brain;
    One whom the music of his own vain tongue
    Doth ravish like enchanting harmony;
    A man of complements, whom right and wrong
    Have chose as umpire of their mutiny:
    This child of fancy, that Armado hight,
    For interim to our studies shall relate
    In high-born words the worth of many a knight
    From tawny Spain lost in the world's debate.
    How you delight, my lords, I know not, I;
    But, I protest, I love to hear him lie
    And I will use him for my minstrelsy.
  • Biron. Necessity will make us all forsworn
    Three thousand times within this three years' space;
    For every man with his affects is born,
    Not by might master'd but by special grace:
    If I break faith, this word shall speak for me;
    I am forsworn on 'mere necessity.'
    So to the laws at large I write my name:
    [Subscribes]
    And he that breaks them in the least degree
    Stands in attainder of eternal shame:
    Suggestions are to other as to me;
    But I believe, although I seem so loath,
    I am the last that will last keep his oath.
    But is there no quick recreation granted?

    Ferdinand. Ay, that there is. Our court, you know, is haunted
    With a refined traveller of Spain;
    A man in all the world's new fashion planted,
    That hath a mint of phrases in his brain;
    One whom the music of his own vain tongue
    Doth ravish like enchanting harmony;
    A man of complements, whom right and wrong
    Have chose as umpire of their mutiny:
    This child of fancy, that Armado hight,
    For interim to our studies shall relate
    In high-born words the worth of many a knight
    From tawny Spain lost in the world's debate.
    How you delight, my lords, I know not, I;
    But, I protest, I love to hear him lie
    And I will use him for my minstrelsy.

13 I, 1, 196
  • A letter from the magnificent Armado.
  • A letter from the magnificent Armado.
  • Costard. Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching me.

    Ferdinand. A letter from the magnificent Armado.

14 I, 1, 217
  • Will you hear this letter with attention?
  • Will you hear this letter with attention?
  • Costard. As it shall follow in my correction: and God defend
    the right!

    Ferdinand. Will you hear this letter with attention?

15 I, 1, 220
  • [Reads] 'Great deputy, the welkin's vicegerent and
    sole dominator of Navarre...
  • [Reads] 'Great deputy, the welkin's vicegerent and
    sole dominator of Navarre, my soul's earth's god,
    and body's fostering patron.'
  • Costard. Such is the simplicity of man to hearken after the flesh.

    Ferdinand. [Reads] 'Great deputy, the welkin's vicegerent and
    sole dominator of Navarre, my soul's earth's god,
    and body's fostering patron.'

16 I, 1, 224
  • [Reads] 'So it is,'--
  • [Reads] 'So it is,'--
  • Costard. Not a word of Costard yet.

    Ferdinand. [Reads] 'So it is,'--

17 I, 1, 227
  • Peace!
  • Peace!
  • Costard. It may be so: but if he say it is so, he is, in
    telling true, but so.

    Ferdinand. Peace!

18 I, 1, 229
  • No words!
  • No words!
  • Costard. Be to me and every man that dares not fight!

    Ferdinand. No words!

19 I, 1, 231
  • [Reads] 'So it is, besieged with sable-coloured
    melancholy, I did commend th...
  • [Reads] 'So it is, besieged with sable-coloured
    melancholy, I did commend the black-oppressing humour
    to the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving
    air; and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to
    walk. The time when. About the sixth hour; when
    beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down
    to that nourishment which is called supper: so much
    for the time when. Now for the ground which; which,
    I mean, I walked upon: it is y-cleped thy park. Then
    for the place where; where, I mean, I did encounter
    that obscene and preposterous event, that draweth
    from my snow-white pen the ebon-coloured ink, which
    here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest;
    but to the place where; it standeth north-north-east
    and by east from the west corner of thy curious-
    knotted garden: there did I see that low-spirited
    swain, that base minnow of thy mirth,'--
  • Costard. Of other men's secrets, I beseech you.

    Ferdinand. [Reads] 'So it is, besieged with sable-coloured
    melancholy, I did commend the black-oppressing humour
    to the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving
    air; and, as I am a gentleman, betook myself to
    walk. The time when. About the sixth hour; when
    beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down
    to that nourishment which is called supper: so much
    for the time when. Now for the ground which; which,
    I mean, I walked upon: it is y-cleped thy park. Then
    for the place where; where, I mean, I did encounter
    that obscene and preposterous event, that draweth
    from my snow-white pen the ebon-coloured ink, which
    here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyest, or seest;
    but to the place where; it standeth north-north-east
    and by east from the west corner of thy curious-
    knotted garden: there did I see that low-spirited
    swain, that base minnow of thy mirth,'--

20 I, 1, 249
  • [Reads] 'that unlettered small-knowing soul,'--
  • [Reads] 'that unlettered small-knowing soul,'--
  • Costard. Me?

    Ferdinand. [Reads] 'that unlettered small-knowing soul,'--

21 I, 1, 251
  • [Reads] 'that shallow vassal,'--
  • [Reads] 'that shallow vassal,'--
  • Costard. Me?

    Ferdinand. [Reads] 'that shallow vassal,'--

22 I, 1, 253
  • [Reads] 'which, as I remember, hight Costard,'--
  • [Reads] 'which, as I remember, hight Costard,'--
  • Costard. Still me?

    Ferdinand. [Reads] 'which, as I remember, hight Costard,'--

23 I, 1, 255
  • [Reads] 'sorted and consorted, contrary to thy
    established proclaimed edict...
  • [Reads] 'sorted and consorted, contrary to thy
    established proclaimed edict and continent canon,
    which with,--O, with--but with this I passion to say
    wherewith,--
  • Costard. O, me!

    Ferdinand. [Reads] 'sorted and consorted, contrary to thy
    established proclaimed edict and continent canon,
    which with,--O, with--but with this I passion to say
    wherewith,--

24 I, 1, 260
  • [Reads] 'with a child of our grandmother Eve, a
    female; or, for thy more swe...
  • [Reads] 'with a child of our grandmother Eve, a
    female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a
    woman. Him I, as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on,
    have sent to thee, to receive the meed of
    punishment, by thy sweet grace's officer, Anthony
    Dull; a man of good repute, carriage, bearing, and
    estimation.'
  • Costard. With a wench.

    Ferdinand. [Reads] 'with a child of our grandmother Eve, a
    female; or, for thy more sweet understanding, a
    woman. Him I, as my ever-esteemed duty pricks me on,
    have sent to thee, to receive the meed of
    punishment, by thy sweet grace's officer, Anthony
    Dull; a man of good repute, carriage, bearing, and
    estimation.'

25 I, 1, 268
  • [Reads] 'For Jaquenetta,--so is the weaker vessel
    called which I apprehended...
  • [Reads] 'For Jaquenetta,--so is the weaker vessel
    called which I apprehended with the aforesaid
    swain,--I keep her as a vessel of the law's fury;
    and shall, at the least of thy sweet notice, bring
    her to trial. Thine, in all compliments of devoted
    and heart-burning heat of duty.
    DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO.'
  • Dull. 'Me, an't shall please you; I am Anthony Dull.

    Ferdinand. [Reads] 'For Jaquenetta,--so is the weaker vessel
    called which I apprehended with the aforesaid
    swain,--I keep her as a vessel of the law's fury;
    and shall, at the least of thy sweet notice, bring
    her to trial. Thine, in all compliments of devoted
    and heart-burning heat of duty.
    DON ADRIANO DE ARMADO.'

26 I, 1, 277
  • Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, what say
    you to this?
  • Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, what say
    you to this?
  • Biron. This is not so well as I looked for, but the best
    that ever I heard.

    Ferdinand. Ay, the best for the worst. But, sirrah, what say
    you to this?

27 I, 1, 280
  • Did you hear the proclamation?
  • Did you hear the proclamation?
  • Costard. Sir, I confess the wench.

    Ferdinand. Did you hear the proclamation?

28 I, 1, 283
  • It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to be taken
    with a wench.
  • It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to be taken
    with a wench.
  • Costard. I do confess much of the hearing it but little of
    the marking of it.

    Ferdinand. It was proclaimed a year's imprisonment, to be taken
    with a wench.

29 I, 1, 286
  • Well, it was proclaimed 'damsel.'
  • Well, it was proclaimed 'damsel.'
  • Costard. I was taken with none, sir: I was taken with a damsel.

    Ferdinand. Well, it was proclaimed 'damsel.'

30 I, 1, 288
  • It is so varied, too; for it was proclaimed 'virgin.'
  • It is so varied, too; for it was proclaimed 'virgin.'
  • Costard. This was no damsel, neither, sir; she was a virgin.

    Ferdinand. It is so varied, too; for it was proclaimed 'virgin.'

31 I, 1, 290
  • This maid will not serve your turn, sir.
  • This maid will not serve your turn, sir.
  • Costard. If it were, I deny her virginity: I was taken with a maid.

    Ferdinand. This maid will not serve your turn, sir.

32 I, 1, 292
  • Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: you shall fast
    a week with bran and wat...
  • Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: you shall fast
    a week with bran and water.
  • Costard. This maid will serve my turn, sir.

    Ferdinand. Sir, I will pronounce your sentence: you shall fast
    a week with bran and water.

33 I, 1, 295
  • And Don Armado shall be your keeper.
    My Lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er:...
  • And Don Armado shall be your keeper.
    My Lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er:
    And go we, lords, to put in practise that
    Which each to other hath so strongly sworn.
  • Costard. I had rather pray a month with mutton and porridge.

    Ferdinand. And Don Armado shall be your keeper.
    My Lord Biron, see him deliver'd o'er:
    And go we, lords, to put in practise that
    Which each to other hath so strongly sworn.

34 II, 1, 580
  • Fair princess, welcome to the court of Navarre.
  • Fair princess, welcome to the court of Navarre.
  • Boyet. Navarre had notice of your fair approach;
    And he and his competitors in oath
    Were all address'd to meet you, gentle lady,
    Before I came. Marry, thus much I have learnt:
    He rather means to lodge you in the field,
    Like one that comes here to besiege his court,
    Than seek a dispensation for his oath,
    To let you enter his unpeopled house.
    Here comes Navarre.
    [Enter FERDINAND, LONGAVILLE, DUMAIN, BIRON, and]
    Attendants]

    Ferdinand. Fair princess, welcome to the court of Navarre.

35 II, 1, 584
  • You shall be welcome, madam, to my court.
  • You shall be welcome, madam, to my court.
  • Princess of France. 'Fair' I give you back again; and 'welcome' I have
    not yet: the roof of this court is too high to be
    yours; and welcome to the wide fields too base to be mine.

    Ferdinand. You shall be welcome, madam, to my court.

36 II, 1, 586
  • Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath.
  • Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath.
  • Princess of France. I will be welcome, then: conduct me thither.

    Ferdinand. Hear me, dear lady; I have sworn an oath.

37 II, 1, 588
  • Not for the world, fair madam, by my will.
  • Not for the world, fair madam, by my will.
  • Princess of France. Our Lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn.

    Ferdinand. Not for the world, fair madam, by my will.

38 II, 1, 590
  • Your ladyship is ignorant what it is.
  • Your ladyship is ignorant what it is.
  • Princess of France. Why, will shall break it; will and nothing else.

    Ferdinand. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is.

39 II, 1, 600
  • Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.
  • Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.
  • Princess of France. Were my lord so, his ignorance were wise,
    Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance.
    I hear your grace hath sworn out house-keeping:
    Tis deadly sin to keep that oath, my lord,
    And sin to break it.
    But pardon me. 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.

    Ferdinand. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.

40 II, 1, 618
  • Madam, your father here doth intimate
    The payment of a hundred thousand crow...
  • Madam, your father here doth intimate
    The payment of a hundred thousand crowns;
    Being but the one half of an entire sum
    Disbursed by my father in his wars.
    But say that he or we, as neither have,
    Received that sum, yet there remains unpaid
    A hundred thousand more; in surety of the which,
    One part of Aquitaine 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 Aquitaine,
    And hold fair friendship with his majesty.
    But that, it seems, he little purposeth,
    For here he doth demand to have repaid
    A hundred thousand crowns; and not demands,
    On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
    To have his title live in Aquitaine;
    Which we much rather had depart withal
    And have the money by our father lent
    Than Aquitaine so gelded as it is.
    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
    And go well satisfied to France again.
  • Biron. Nay, then will I be gone.

    Ferdinand. Madam, your father here doth intimate
    The payment of a hundred thousand crowns;
    Being but the one half of an entire sum
    Disbursed by my father in his wars.
    But say that he or we, as neither have,
    Received that sum, yet there remains unpaid
    A hundred thousand more; in surety of the which,
    One part of Aquitaine 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 Aquitaine,
    And hold fair friendship with his majesty.
    But that, it seems, he little purposeth,
    For here he doth demand to have repaid
    A hundred thousand crowns; and not demands,
    On payment of a hundred thousand crowns,
    To have his title live in Aquitaine;
    Which we much rather had depart withal
    And have the money by our father lent
    Than Aquitaine so gelded as it is.
    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
    And go well satisfied to France again.

41 II, 1, 647
  • I do protest I never heard of it;
    And if you prove it, I'll repay it back
  • I do protest I never heard of it;
    And if you prove it, I'll repay it back
    Or yield up Aquitaine.
  • Princess of France. You do the king my father too much wrong
    And wrong the reputation of your name,
    In so unseeming to confess receipt
    Of that which hath so faithfully been paid.

    Ferdinand. I do protest I never heard of it;
    And if you prove it, I'll repay it back
    Or yield up Aquitaine.

42 II, 1, 654
  • Satisfy me so.
  • Satisfy me so.
  • Princess of France. We arrest your word.
    Boyet, you can produce acquittances
    For such a sum from special officers
    Of Charles his father.

    Ferdinand. Satisfy me so.

43 II, 1, 658
  • It shall suffice me: at which interview
    All liberal reason I will yield unto...
  • It shall suffice me: at which interview
    All liberal reason I will yield unto.
    Meantime 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 received
    As you shall deem yourself lodged in my heart,
    Though so denied fair harbour in my house.
    Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell:
    To-morrow shall we visit you again.
  • Boyet. So please your grace, the packet is not come
    Where that and other specialties are bound:
    To-morrow you shall have a sight of them.

    Ferdinand. It shall suffice me: at which interview
    All liberal reason I will yield unto.
    Meantime 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 received
    As you shall deem yourself lodged in my heart,
    Though so denied fair harbour in my house.
    Your own good thoughts excuse me, and farewell:
    To-morrow shall we visit you again.

44 II, 1, 670
  • Thy own wish wish I thee in every place!
  • Thy own wish wish I thee in every place!
  • Princess of France. Sweet health and fair desires consort your grace!

    Ferdinand. Thy own wish wish I thee in every place!

45 IV, 3, 1341
  • Ay me!
  • Ay me!
  • (stage directions). [Enter FERDINAND, with a paper]

    Ferdinand. Ay me!

46 IV, 3, 1345
  • [Reads]
    So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not
    To those fresh morning...
  • [Reads]
    So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not
    To those fresh morning drops upon the rose,
    As thy eye-beams, when their fresh rays have smote
    The night of dew that on my cheeks down flows:
    Nor shines the silver moon one half so bright
    Through the transparent bosom of the deep,
    As doth thy face through tears of mine give light;
    Thou shinest in every tear that I do weep:
    No drop but as a coach doth carry thee;
    So ridest thou triumphing in my woe.
    Do but behold the tears that swell in me,
    And they thy glory through my grief will show:
    But do not love thyself; then thou wilt keep
    My tears for glasses, and still make me weep.
    O queen of queens! how far dost thou excel,
    No thought can think, nor tongue of mortal tell.
    How shall she know my griefs? I'll drop the paper:
    Sweet leaves, shade folly. Who is he comes here?
    [Steps aside]
    What, Longaville! and reading! listen, ear.
  • Biron. [Aside] Shot, by heaven! Proceed, sweet Cupid:
    thou hast thumped him with thy bird-bolt under the
    left pap. In faith, secrets!

    Ferdinand. [Reads]
    So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not
    To those fresh morning drops upon the rose,
    As thy eye-beams, when their fresh rays have smote
    The night of dew that on my cheeks down flows:
    Nor shines the silver moon one half so bright
    Through the transparent bosom of the deep,
    As doth thy face through tears of mine give light;
    Thou shinest in every tear that I do weep:
    No drop but as a coach doth carry thee;
    So ridest thou triumphing in my woe.
    Do but behold the tears that swell in me,
    And they thy glory through my grief will show:
    But do not love thyself; then thou wilt keep
    My tears for glasses, and still make me weep.
    O queen of queens! how far dost thou excel,
    No thought can think, nor tongue of mortal tell.
    How shall she know my griefs? I'll drop the paper:
    Sweet leaves, shade folly. Who is he comes here?
    [Steps aside]
    What, Longaville! and reading! listen, ear.

47 IV, 3, 1370
  • In love, I hope: sweet fellowship in shame!
  • In love, I hope: sweet fellowship in shame!
  • Biron. Why, he comes in like a perjure, wearing papers.

    Ferdinand. In love, I hope: sweet fellowship in shame!

48 IV, 3, 1421
  • And I mine too, good Lord!
  • And I mine too, good Lord!
  • Longaville. And I had mine!

    Ferdinand. And I mine too, good Lord!

49 IV, 3, 1459
  • [Advancing] Come, sir, you blush; as his your case is such;
    You chide at him...
  • [Advancing] Come, sir, you blush; as his your case is such;
    You chide at him, offending twice as much;
    You do not love Maria; Longaville
    Did never sonnet for her sake compile,
    Nor never lay his wreathed arms athwart
    His loving bosom to keep down his heart.
    I have been closely shrouded in this bush
    And mark'd you both and for you both did blush:
    I heard your guilty rhymes, observed your fashion,
    Saw sighs reek from you, noted well your passion:
    Ay me! says one; O Jove! the other cries;
    One, her hairs were gold, crystal the other's eyes:
    [To LONGAVILLE]
    You would for paradise break faith, and troth;
    [To DUMAIN]
    And Jove, for your love, would infringe an oath.
    What will Biron say when that he shall hear
    Faith so infringed, which such zeal did swear?
    How will he scorn! how will he spend his wit!
    How will he triumph, leap and laugh at it!
    For all the wealth that ever I did see,
    I would not have him know so much by me.
  • Longaville. [Advancing] Dumain, thy love is far from charity.
    You may look pale, but I should blush, I know,
    To be o'erheard and taken napping so.

    Ferdinand. [Advancing] Come, sir, you blush; as his your case is such;
    You chide at him, offending twice as much;
    You do not love Maria; Longaville
    Did never sonnet for her sake compile,
    Nor never lay his wreathed arms athwart
    His loving bosom to keep down his heart.
    I have been closely shrouded in this bush
    And mark'd you both and for you both did blush:
    I heard your guilty rhymes, observed your fashion,
    Saw sighs reek from you, noted well your passion:
    Ay me! says one; O Jove! the other cries;
    One, her hairs were gold, crystal the other's eyes:
    [To LONGAVILLE]
    You would for paradise break faith, and troth;
    [To DUMAIN]
    And Jove, for your love, would infringe an oath.
    What will Biron say when that he shall hear
    Faith so infringed, which such zeal did swear?
    How will he scorn! how will he spend his wit!
    How will he triumph, leap and laugh at it!
    For all the wealth that ever I did see,
    I would not have him know so much by me.

50 IV, 3, 1506
  • Too bitter is thy jest.
    Are we betray'd thus to thy over-view?
  • Too bitter is thy jest.
    Are we betray'd thus to thy over-view?
  • Biron. Now step I forth to whip hypocrisy.
    [Advancing]
    Ah, good my liege, I pray thee, pardon me!
    Good heart, what grace hast thou, thus to reprove
    These worms for loving, that art most in love?
    Your eyes do make no coaches; in your tears
    There is no certain princess that appears;
    You'll not be perjured, 'tis a hateful thing;
    Tush, none but minstrels like of sonneting!
    But are you not ashamed? nay, are you not,
    All three of you, to be thus much o'ershot?
    You found his mote; the king your mote did see;
    But I a beam do find in each of three.
    O, what a scene of foolery have I seen,
    Of sighs, of groans, of sorrow and of teen!
    O me, with what strict patience have I sat,
    To see a king transformed to a gnat!
    To see great Hercules whipping a gig,
    And profound Solomon to tune a jig,
    And Nestor play at push-pin with the boys,
    And critic Timon laugh at idle toys!
    Where lies thy grief, O, tell me, good Dumain?
    And gentle Longaville, where lies thy pain?
    And where my liege's? all about the breast:
    A caudle, ho!

    Ferdinand. Too bitter is thy jest.
    Are we betray'd thus to thy over-view?

51 IV, 3, 1519
  • Soft! whither away so fast?
    A true man or a thief that gallops so?
  • Soft! whither away so fast?
    A true man or a thief that gallops so?
  • Biron. Not you to me, but I betray'd by you:
    I, that am honest; I, that hold it sin
    To break the vow I am engaged in;
    I am betray'd, by keeping company
    With men like men of inconstancy.
    When shall you see me write a thing in rhyme?
    Or groan for love? or spend a minute's time
    In pruning me? When shall you hear that I
    Will praise a hand, a foot, a face, an eye,
    A gait, a state, a brow, a breast, a waist,
    A leg, a limb?

    Ferdinand. Soft! whither away so fast?
    A true man or a thief that gallops so?

52 IV, 3, 1524
  • What present hast thou there?
  • What present hast thou there?
  • Jaquenetta. God bless the king!

    Ferdinand. What present hast thou there?

53 IV, 3, 1526
  • What makes treason here?
  • What makes treason here?
  • Costard. Some certain treason.

    Ferdinand. What makes treason here?

54 IV, 3, 1528
  • If it mar nothing neither,
    The treason and you go in peace away together.
  • If it mar nothing neither,
    The treason and you go in peace away together.
  • Costard. Nay, it makes nothing, sir.

    Ferdinand. If it mar nothing neither,
    The treason and you go in peace away together.

55 IV, 3, 1532
  • Biron, read it over.
    [Giving him the paper]
    Where hadst thou it?
  • Biron, read it over.
    [Giving him the paper]
    Where hadst thou it?
  • Jaquenetta. I beseech your grace, let this letter be read:
    Our parson misdoubts it; 'twas treason, he said.

    Ferdinand. Biron, read it over.
    [Giving him the paper]
    Where hadst thou it?

56 IV, 3, 1536
  • Where hadst thou it?
  • Where hadst thou it?
  • Jaquenetta. Of Costard.

    Ferdinand. Where hadst thou it?

57 IV, 3, 1539
  • How now! what is in you? why dost thou tear it?
  • How now! what is in you? why dost thou tear it?
  • (stage directions). [BIRON tears the letter]

    Ferdinand. How now! what is in you? why dost thou tear it?

58 IV, 3, 1547
  • What?
  • What?
  • Biron. [To COSTARD] Ah, you whoreson loggerhead! you were
    born to do me shame.
    Guilty, my lord, guilty! I confess, I confess.

    Ferdinand. What?

59 IV, 3, 1555
  • Hence, sirs; away!
  • Hence, sirs; away!
  • Biron. True, true; we are four.
    Will these turtles be gone?

    Ferdinand. Hence, sirs; away!

60 IV, 3, 1564
  • What, did these rent lines show some love of thine?
  • What, did these rent lines show some love of thine?
  • Biron. Sweet lords, sweet lovers, O, let us embrace!
    As true we are as flesh and blood can be:
    The sea will ebb and flow, heaven show his face;
    Young blood doth not obey an old decree:
    We cannot cross the cause why we were born;
    Therefore of all hands must we be forsworn.

    Ferdinand. What, did these rent lines show some love of thine?

61 IV, 3, 1573
  • What zeal, what fury hath inspired thee now?
    My love, her mistress, is a gra...
  • What zeal, what fury hath inspired thee now?
    My love, her mistress, is a gracious moon;
    She an attending star, scarce seen a light.
  • Biron. Did they, quoth you? Who sees the heavenly Rosaline,
    That, like a rude and savage man of Inde,
    At the first opening of the gorgeous east,
    Bows not his vassal head and strucken blind
    Kisses the base ground with obedient breast?
    What peremptory eagle-sighted eye
    Dares look upon the heaven of her brow,
    That is not blinded by her majesty?

    Ferdinand. What zeal, what fury hath inspired thee now?
    My love, her mistress, is a gracious moon;
    She an attending star, scarce seen a light.

62 IV, 3, 1591
  • By heaven, thy love is black as ebony.
  • By heaven, thy love is black as ebony.
  • Biron. My eyes are then no eyes, nor I Biron:
    O, but for my love, day would turn to night!
    Of all complexions the cull'd sovereignty
    Do meet, as at a fair, in her fair cheek,
    Where several worthies make one dignity,
    Where nothing wants that want itself doth seek.
    Lend me the flourish of all gentle tongues,--
    Fie, painted rhetoric! O, she needs it not:
    To things of sale a seller's praise belongs,
    She passes praise; then praise too short doth blot.
    A wither'd hermit, five-score winters worn,
    Might shake off fifty, looking in her eye:
    Beauty doth varnish age, as if new-born,
    And gives the crutch the cradle's infancy:
    O, 'tis the sun that maketh all things shine.

    Ferdinand. By heaven, thy love is black as ebony.

63 IV, 3, 1598
  • O paradox! Black is the badge of hell,
    The hue of dungeons and the suit of n...
  • O paradox! Black is the badge of hell,
    The hue of dungeons and the suit of night;
    And beauty's crest becomes the heavens well.
  • Biron. Is ebony like her? O wood divine!
    A wife of such wood were felicity.
    O, who can give an oath? where is a book?
    That I may swear beauty doth beauty lack,
    If that she learn not of her eye to look:
    No face is fair that is not full so black.

    Ferdinand. O paradox! Black is the badge of hell,
    The hue of dungeons and the suit of night;
    And beauty's crest becomes the heavens well.

64 IV, 3, 1612
  • And Ethiopes of their sweet complexion crack.
  • And Ethiopes of their sweet complexion crack.
  • Longaville. And since her time are colliers counted bright.

    Ferdinand. And Ethiopes of their sweet complexion crack.

65 IV, 3, 1616
  • 'Twere good, yours did; for, sir, to tell you plain,
    I'll find a fairer face...
  • 'Twere good, yours did; for, sir, to tell you plain,
    I'll find a fairer face not wash'd to-day.
  • Biron. Your mistresses dare never come in rain,
    For fear their colours should be wash'd away.

    Ferdinand. 'Twere good, yours did; for, sir, to tell you plain,
    I'll find a fairer face not wash'd to-day.

66 IV, 3, 1619
  • No devil will fright thee then so much as she.
  • No devil will fright thee then so much as she.
  • Biron. I'll prove her fair, or talk till doomsday here.

    Ferdinand. No devil will fright thee then so much as she.

67 IV, 3, 1626
  • But what of this? are we not all in love?
  • But what of this? are we not all in love?
  • Dumain. O, vile! then, as she goes, what upward lies
    The street should see as she walk'd overhead.

    Ferdinand. But what of this? are we not all in love?

68 IV, 3, 1628
  • Then leave this chat; and, good Biron, now prove
    Our loving lawful, and our...
  • Then leave this chat; and, good Biron, now prove
    Our loving lawful, and our faith not torn.
  • Biron. Nothing so sure; and thereby all forsworn.

    Ferdinand. Then leave this chat; and, good Biron, now prove
    Our loving lawful, and our faith not torn.

69 IV, 3, 1711
  • Saint Cupid, then! and, soldiers, to the field!
  • Saint Cupid, then! and, soldiers, to the field!
  • Biron. 'Tis more than need.
    Have at you, then, affection's men at arms.
    Consider what you first did swear unto,
    To fast, to study, and to see no woman;
    Flat treason 'gainst the kingly state of youth.
    Say, can you fast? your stomachs are too young;
    And abstinence engenders maladies.
    And where that you have vow'd to study, lords,
    In that each of you have forsworn his book,
    Can you still dream and pore and thereon look?
    For when would you, my lord, or you, or you,
    Have found the ground of study's excellence
    Without the beauty of a woman's face?
    [From women's eyes this doctrine I derive;]
    They are the ground, the books, the academes
    From whence doth spring the true Promethean fire]
    Why, universal plodding poisons up
    The nimble spirits in the arteries,
    As motion and long-during action tires
    The sinewy vigour of the traveller.
    Now, for not looking on a woman's face,
    You have in that forsworn the use of eyes
    And study too, the causer of your vow;
    For where is any author in the world
    Teaches such beauty as a woman's eye?
    Learning is but an adjunct to ourself
    And where we are our learning likewise is:
    Then when ourselves we see in ladies' eyes,
    Do we not likewise see our learning there?
    O, we have made a vow to study, lords,
    And in that vow we have forsworn our books.
    For when would you, my liege, or you, or you,
    In leaden contemplation have found out
    Such fiery numbers as the prompting eyes
    Of beauty's tutors have enrich'd you with?
    Other slow arts entirely keep the brain;
    And therefore, finding barren practisers,
    Scarce show a harvest of their heavy toil:
    But love, first learned in a lady's eyes,
    Lives not alone immured in the brain;
    But, with the motion of all elements,
    Courses as swift as thought in every power,
    And gives to every power a double power,
    Above their functions and their offices.
    It adds a precious seeing to the eye;
    A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind;
    A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound,
    When the suspicious head of theft is stopp'd:
    Love's feeling is more soft and sensible
    Than are the tender horns of cockl'd snails;
    Love's tongue proves dainty Bacchus gross in taste:
    For valour, is not Love a Hercules,
    Still climbing trees in the Hesperides?
    Subtle as Sphinx; as sweet and musical
    As bright Apollo's lute, strung with his hair:
    And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods
    Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
    Never durst poet touch a pen to write
    Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs;
    O, then his lines would ravish savage ears
    And plant in tyrants mild humility.
    From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:
    They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;
    They are the books, the arts, the academes,
    That show, contain and nourish all the world:
    Else none at all in ought proves excellent.
    Then fools you were these women to forswear,
    Or keeping what is sworn, you will prove fools.
    For wisdom's sake, a word that all men love,
    Or for love's sake, a word that loves all men,
    Or for men's sake, the authors of these women,
    Or women's sake, by whom we men are men,
    Let us once lose our oaths to find ourselves,
    Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths.
    It is religion to be thus forsworn,
    For charity itself fulfills the law,
    And who can sever love from charity?

    Ferdinand. Saint Cupid, then! and, soldiers, to the field!

70 IV, 3, 1717
  • And win them too: therefore let us devise
    Some entertainment for them in the...
  • And win them too: therefore let us devise
    Some entertainment for them in their tents.
  • Longaville. Now to plain-dealing; lay these glozes by:
    Shall we resolve to woo these girls of France?

    Ferdinand. And win them too: therefore let us devise
    Some entertainment for them in their tents.

71 IV, 3, 1726
  • Away, away! no time shall be omitted
    That will betime, and may by us be fitt...
  • Away, away! no time shall be omitted
    That will betime, and may by us be fitted.
  • Biron. First, from the park let us conduct them thither;
    Then homeward every man attach the hand
    Of his fair mistress: in the afternoon
    We will with some strange pastime solace them,
    Such as the shortness of the time can shape;
    For revels, dances, masks and merry hours
    Forerun fair Love, strewing her way with flowers.

    Ferdinand. Away, away! no time shall be omitted
    That will betime, and may by us be fitted.

72 V, 2, 2075
  • Say to her, we have measured many miles
    To tread a measure with her on this...
  • Say to her, we have measured many miles
    To tread a measure with her on this grass.
  • Boyet. She says, you have it, and you may be gone.

    Ferdinand. Say to her, we have measured many miles
    To tread a measure with her on this grass.

73 V, 2, 2096
  • Blessed are clouds, to do as such clouds do!
    Vouchsafe, bright moon, and the...
  • Blessed are clouds, to do as such clouds do!
    Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy stars, to shine,
    Those clouds removed, upon our watery eyne.
  • Rosaline. My face is but a moon, and clouded too.

    Ferdinand. Blessed are clouds, to do as such clouds do!
    Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy stars, to shine,
    Those clouds removed, upon our watery eyne.

74 V, 2, 2101
  • Then, in our measure do but vouchsafe one change.
    Thou bid'st me beg: this b...
  • Then, in our measure do but vouchsafe one change.
    Thou bid'st me beg: this begging is not strange.
  • Rosaline. O vain petitioner! beg a greater matter;
    Thou now request'st but moonshine in the water.

    Ferdinand. Then, in our measure do but vouchsafe one change.
    Thou bid'st me beg: this begging is not strange.

75 V, 2, 2106
  • Will you not dance? How come you thus estranged?
  • Will you not dance? How come you thus estranged?
  • Rosaline. Play, music, then! Nay, you must do it soon.
    [Music plays]
    Not yet! no dance! Thus change I like the moon.

    Ferdinand. Will you not dance? How come you thus estranged?

76 V, 2, 2108
  • Yet still she is the moon, and I the man.
    The music plays; vouchsafe some mo...
  • Yet still she is the moon, and I the man.
    The music plays; vouchsafe some motion to it.
  • Rosaline. You took the moon at full, but now she's changed.

    Ferdinand. Yet still she is the moon, and I the man.
    The music plays; vouchsafe some motion to it.

77 V, 2, 2111
  • But your legs should do it.
  • But your legs should do it.
  • Rosaline. Our ears vouchsafe it.

    Ferdinand. But your legs should do it.

78 V, 2, 2114
  • Why take we hands, then?
  • Why take we hands, then?
  • Rosaline. Since you are strangers and come here by chance,
    We'll not be nice: take hands. We will not dance.

    Ferdinand. Why take we hands, then?

79 V, 2, 2117
  • More measure of this measure; be not nice.
  • More measure of this measure; be not nice.
  • Rosaline. Only to part friends:
    Curtsy, sweet hearts; and so the measure ends.

    Ferdinand. More measure of this measure; be not nice.

80 V, 2, 2119
  • Prize you yourselves: what buys your company?
  • Prize you yourselves: what buys your company?
  • Rosaline. We can afford no more at such a price.

    Ferdinand. Prize you yourselves: what buys your company?

81 V, 2, 2121
  • That can never be.
  • That can never be.
  • Rosaline. Your absence only.

    Ferdinand. That can never be.

82 V, 2, 2124
  • If you deny to dance, let's hold more chat.
  • If you deny to dance, let's hold more chat.
  • Rosaline. Then cannot we be bought: and so, adieu;
    Twice to your visor, and half once to you.

    Ferdinand. If you deny to dance, let's hold more chat.

83 V, 2, 2126
  • I am best pleased with that.
  • I am best pleased with that.
  • Rosaline. In private, then.

    Ferdinand. I am best pleased with that.

84 V, 2, 2174
  • Farewell, mad wenches; you have simple wits.
  • Farewell, mad wenches; you have simple wits.
  • Biron. By heaven, all dry-beaten with pure scoff!

    Ferdinand. Farewell, mad wenches; you have simple wits.

85 V, 2, 2227
  • Fair sir, God save you! Where's the princess?
  • Fair sir, God save you! Where's the princess?
  • Princess of France. Whip to our tents, as roes run o'er land.
    [Exeunt PRINCESS, ROSALINE, KATHARINE, and MARIA]
    [Re-enter FERDINAND, BIRON, LONGAVILLE, and DUMAIN,]
    in their proper habits]

    Ferdinand. Fair sir, God save you! Where's the princess?

86 V, 2, 2230
  • That she vouchsafe me audience for one word.
  • That she vouchsafe me audience for one word.
  • Boyet. Gone to her tent. Please it your majesty
    Command me any service to her thither?

    Ferdinand. That she vouchsafe me audience for one word.

87 V, 2, 2253
  • A blister on his sweet tongue, with my heart,
    That put Armado's page out of...
  • A blister on his sweet tongue, with my heart,
    That put Armado's page out of his part!
  • Biron. This fellow pecks up wit as pigeons pease,
    And utters it again when God doth please:
    He is wit's pedler, and retails his wares
    At wakes and wassails, meetings, markets, fairs;
    And we that sell by gross, the Lord doth know,
    Have not the grace to grace it with such show.
    This gallant pins the wenches on his sleeve;
    Had he been Adam, he had tempted Eve;
    A' can carve too, and lisp: why, this is he
    That kiss'd his hand away in courtesy;
    This is the ape of form, monsieur the nice,
    That, when he plays at tables, chides the dice
    In honourable terms: nay, he can sing
    A mean most meanly; and in ushering
    Mend him who can: the ladies call him sweet;
    The stairs, as he treads on them, kiss his feet:
    This is the flower that smiles on every one,
    To show his teeth as white as whale's bone;
    And consciences, that will not die in debt,
    Pay him the due of honey-tongued Boyet.

    Ferdinand. A blister on his sweet tongue, with my heart,
    That put Armado's page out of his part!

88 V, 2, 2259
  • All hail, sweet madam, and fair time of day!
  • All hail, sweet madam, and fair time of day!
  • Biron. See where it comes! Behavior, what wert thou
    Till this madman show'd thee? and what art thou now?
    [Re-enter the PRINCESS, ushered by BOYET, ROSALINE,]
    MARIA, and KATHARINE]

    Ferdinand. All hail, sweet madam, and fair time of day!

89 V, 2, 2261
  • Construe my speeches better, if you may.
  • Construe my speeches better, if you may.
  • Princess of France. 'Fair' in 'all hail' is foul, as I conceive.

    Ferdinand. Construe my speeches better, if you may.

90 V, 2, 2263
  • We came to visit you, and purpose now
    To lead you to our court; vouchsafe it...
  • We came to visit you, and purpose now
    To lead you to our court; vouchsafe it then.
  • Princess of France. Then wish me better; I will give you leave.

    Ferdinand. We came to visit you, and purpose now
    To lead you to our court; vouchsafe it then.

91 V, 2, 2267
  • Rebuke me not for that which you provoke:
    The virtue of your eye must break...
  • Rebuke me not for that which you provoke:
    The virtue of your eye must break my oath.
  • Princess of France. This field shall hold me; and so hold your vow:
    Nor God, nor I, delights in perjured men.

    Ferdinand. Rebuke me not for that which you provoke:
    The virtue of your eye must break my oath.

92 V, 2, 2277
  • O, you have lived in desolation here,
    Unseen, unvisited, much to our shame.
  • O, you have lived in desolation here,
    Unseen, unvisited, much to our shame.
  • Princess of France. You nickname virtue; vice you should have spoke;
    For virtue's office never breaks men's troth.
    Now by my maiden honour, yet as pure
    As the unsullied lily, I protest,
    A world of torments though I should endure,
    I would not yield to be your house's guest;
    So much I hate a breaking cause to be
    Of heavenly oaths, vow'd with integrity.

    Ferdinand. O, you have lived in desolation here,
    Unseen, unvisited, much to our shame.

93 V, 2, 2282
  • How, madam! Russians!
  • How, madam! Russians!
  • Princess of France. Not so, my lord; it is not so, I swear;
    We have had pastimes here and pleasant game:
    A mess of Russians left us but of late.

    Ferdinand. How, madam! Russians!

94 V, 2, 2311
  • We are descried; they'll mock us now downright.
  • We are descried; they'll mock us now downright.
  • Rosaline. There, then, that vizard; that superfluous case
    That hid the worse and show'd the better face.

    Ferdinand. We are descried; they'll mock us now downright.

95 V, 2, 2354
  • Teach us, sweet madam, for our rude transgression
    Some fair excuse.
  • Teach us, sweet madam, for our rude transgression
    Some fair excuse.
  • Biron. Speak for yourselves; my wit is at an end.

    Ferdinand. Teach us, sweet madam, for our rude transgression
    Some fair excuse.

96 V, 2, 2358
  • Madam, I was.
  • Madam, I was.
  • Princess of France. The fairest is confession.
    Were not you here but even now disguised?

    Ferdinand. Madam, I was.

97 V, 2, 2360
  • I was, fair madam.
  • I was, fair madam.
  • Princess of France. And were you well advised?

    Ferdinand. I was, fair madam.

98 V, 2, 2363
  • That more than all the world I did respect her.
  • That more than all the world I did respect her.
  • Princess of France. When you then were here,
    What did you whisper in your lady's ear?

    Ferdinand. That more than all the world I did respect her.

99 V, 2, 2365
  • Upon mine honour, no.
  • Upon mine honour, no.
  • Princess of France. When she shall challenge this, you will reject her.

    Ferdinand. Upon mine honour, no.

100 V, 2, 2368
  • Despise me, when I break this oath of mine.
  • Despise me, when I break this oath of mine.
  • Princess of France. Peace, peace! forbear:
    Your oath once broke, you force not to forswear.

    Ferdinand. Despise me, when I break this oath of mine.

101 V, 2, 2377
  • What mean you, madam? by my life, my troth,
    I never swore this lady such an...
  • What mean you, madam? by my life, my troth,
    I never swore this lady such an oath.
  • Princess of France. God give thee joy of him! the noble lord
    Most honourably doth unhold his word.

    Ferdinand. What mean you, madam? by my life, my troth,
    I never swore this lady such an oath.

102 V, 2, 2381
  • My faith and this the princess I did give:
    I knew her by this jewel on her s...
  • My faith and this the princess I did give:
    I knew her by this jewel on her sleeve.
  • Rosaline. By heaven, you did; and to confirm it plain,
    You gave me this: but take it, sir, again.

    Ferdinand. My faith and this the princess I did give:
    I knew her by this jewel on her sleeve.

103 V, 2, 2443
  • Biron, they will shame us: let them not approach.
  • Biron, they will shame us: let them not approach.
  • (stage directions). [Exit]

    Ferdinand. Biron, they will shame us: let them not approach.

104 V, 2, 2446
  • I say they shall not come.
  • I say they shall not come.
  • Biron. We are shame-proof, my lord: and tis some policy
    To have one show worse than the king's and his company.

    Ferdinand. I say they shall not come.

105 V, 2, 2467
  • Here is like to be a good presence of Worthies. He
    presents Hector of Troy;...
  • Here is like to be a good presence of Worthies. He
    presents Hector of Troy; the swain, Pompey the
    Great; the parish curate, Alexander; Armado's page,
    Hercules; the pedant, Judas Maccabaeus: And if
    these four Worthies in their first show thrive,
    These four will change habits, and present the other five.
  • (stage directions). [Exit]

    Ferdinand. Here is like to be a good presence of Worthies. He
    presents Hector of Troy; the swain, Pompey the
    Great; the parish curate, Alexander; Armado's page,
    Hercules; the pedant, Judas Maccabaeus: And if
    these four Worthies in their first show thrive,
    These four will change habits, and present the other five.

106 V, 2, 2474
  • You are deceived; 'tis not so.
  • You are deceived; 'tis not so.
  • Biron. There is five in the first show.

    Ferdinand. You are deceived; 'tis not so.

107 V, 2, 2479
  • The ship is under sail, and here she comes amain.
  • The ship is under sail, and here she comes amain.
  • Biron. The pedant, the braggart, the hedge-priest, the fool
    and the boy:--
    Abate throw at novum, and the whole world again
    Cannot pick out five such, take each one in his vein.

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

108 V, 2, 2577
  • Hector was but a Troyan in respect of this.
  • Hector was but a Troyan in respect of this.
  • Dumain. Though my mocks come home by me, I will now be merry.

    Ferdinand. Hector was but a Troyan in respect of this.

109 V, 2, 2579
  • I think Hector was not so clean-timbered.
  • I think Hector was not so clean-timbered.
  • Boyet. But is this Hector?

    Ferdinand. I think Hector was not so clean-timbered.

110 V, 2, 2667
  • How fares your majesty?
  • How fares your majesty?
  • (stage directions). [Exeunt Worthies]

    Ferdinand. How fares your majesty?

111 V, 2, 2669
  • Madam, not so; I do beseech you, stay.
  • Madam, not so; I do beseech you, stay.
  • Princess of France. Boyet, prepare; I will away tonight.

    Ferdinand. Madam, not so; I do beseech you, stay.

112 V, 2, 2681
  • The extreme parts of time extremely forms
    All causes to the purpose of his s...
  • The extreme parts of time extremely forms
    All causes to the purpose of his speed,
    And often at his very loose decides
    That which long process could not arbitrate:
    And though the mourning brow of progeny
    Forbid the smiling courtesy of love
    The holy suit which fain it would convince,
    Yet, since love's argument was first on foot,
    Let not the cloud of sorrow justle it
    From what it purposed; since, to wail friends lost
    Is not by much so wholesome-profitable
    As to rejoice at friends but newly found.PRINCESS. I understand you not: my griefs are double.
  • Princess of France. Prepare, I say. I thank you, gracious lords,
    For all your fair endeavors; and entreat,
    Out of a new-sad soul, that you vouchsafe
    In your rich wisdom to excuse or hide
    The liberal opposition of our spirits,
    If over-boldly we have borne ourselves
    In the converse of breath: your gentleness
    Was guilty of it. Farewell worthy lord!
    A heavy heart bears not a nimble tongue:
    Excuse me so, coming too short of thanks
    For my great suit so easily obtain'd.

    Ferdinand. The extreme parts of time extremely forms
    All causes to the purpose of his speed,
    And often at his very loose decides
    That which long process could not arbitrate:
    And though the mourning brow of progeny
    Forbid the smiling courtesy of love
    The holy suit which fain it would convince,
    Yet, since love's argument was first on foot,
    Let not the cloud of sorrow justle it
    From what it purposed; since, to wail friends lost
    Is not by much so wholesome-profitable
    As to rejoice at friends but newly found.PRINCESS. I understand you not: my griefs are double.

113 V, 2, 2728
  • Now, at the latest minute of the hour,
    Grant us your loves.
  • Now, at the latest minute of the hour,
    Grant us your loves.
  • Rosaline. We did not quote them so.

    Ferdinand. Now, at the latest minute of the hour,
    Grant us your loves.

114 V, 2, 2755
  • If this, or more than this, I would deny,
    To flatter up these powers of mine...
  • If this, or more than this, I would deny,
    To flatter up these powers of mine with rest,
    The sudden hand of death close up mine eye!
    Hence ever then my heart is in thy breast.
  • Princess of France. A time, methinks, too short
    To make a world-without-end bargain in.
    No, no, my lord, your grace is perjured much,
    Full of dear guiltiness; and therefore this:
    If for my love, as there is no such cause,
    You will do aught, this shall you do for me:
    Your oath I will not trust; but go with speed
    To some forlorn and naked hermitage,
    Remote from all the pleasures of the world;
    There stay until the twelve celestial signs
    Have brought about the annual reckoning.
    If this austere insociable life
    Change not your offer made in heat of blood;
    If frosts and fasts, hard lodging and thin weeds
    Nip not the gaudy blossoms of your love,
    But that it bear this trial and last love;
    Then, at the expiration of the year,
    Come challenge me, challenge me by these deserts,
    And, by this virgin palm now kissing thine
    I will be thine; and till that instant shut
    My woeful self up in a mourning house,
    Raining the tears of lamentation
    For the remembrance of my father's death.
    If this thou do deny, let our hands part,
    Neither entitled in the other's heart.

    Ferdinand. If this, or more than this, I would deny,
    To flatter up these powers of mine with rest,
    The sudden hand of death close up mine eye!
    Hence ever then my heart is in thy breast.

115 V, 2, 2816
  • No, madam; we will bring you on your way.
  • No, madam; we will bring you on your way.
  • Princess of France. [To FERDINAND] Ay, sweet my lord; and so I take my leave.

    Ferdinand. No, madam; we will bring you on your way.

116 V, 2, 2820
  • Come, sir, it wants a twelvemonth and a day,
    And then 'twill end.
  • Come, sir, it wants a twelvemonth and a day,
    And then 'twill end.
  • Biron. Our wooing doth not end like an old play;
    Jack hath not Jill: these ladies' courtesy
    Might well have made our sport a comedy.

    Ferdinand. Come, sir, it wants a twelvemonth and a day,
    And then 'twill end.

117 V, 2, 2834
  • Call them forth quickly; we will do so.
  • Call them forth quickly; we will do so.
  • Don Adriano de Armado. I will kiss thy royal finger, and take leave. I am
    a votary; I have vowed to Jaquenetta to hold the
    plough for her sweet love three years. But, most
    esteemed greatness, will you hear the dialogue that
    the two learned men have compiled in praise of the
    owl and the cuckoo? It should have followed in the
    end of our show.

    Ferdinand. Call them forth quickly; we will do so.

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