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

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# Act, Scene, Line Speech text
1 IV, 2, 1142
  • Very reverend sport, truly; and done in the testimony
    of a good conscience.
  • Very reverend sport, truly; and done in the testimony
    of a good conscience.
  • (stage directions). [Enter HOLOFERNES, SIR NATHANIEL, and DULL]

    Sir Nathaniel. Very reverend sport, truly; and done in the testimony
    of a good conscience.

2 IV, 2, 1149
  • Truly, Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly
    varied, like a scholar at...
  • Truly, Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly
    varied, like a scholar at the least: but, sir, I
    assure ye, it was a buck of the first head.
  • Holofernes. The deer was, as you know, sanguis, in blood; ripe
    as the pomewater, who now hangeth like a jewel in
    the ear of caelo, the sky, the welkin, the heaven;
    and anon falleth like a crab on the face of terra,
    the soil, the land, the earth.

    Sir Nathaniel. Truly, Master Holofernes, the epithets are sweetly
    varied, like a scholar at the least: but, sir, I
    assure ye, it was a buck of the first head.

3 IV, 2, 1165
  • Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred
    in a book; he hath not...
  • Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred
    in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he
    hath not drunk ink: his intellect is not
    replenished; he is only an animal, only sensible in
    the duller parts:
    And such barren plants are set before us, that we
    thankful should be,
    Which we of taste and feeling are, for those parts that
    do fructify in us more than he.
    For as it would ill become me to be vain, indiscreet, or a fool,
    So were there a patch set on learning, to see him in a school:
    But omne bene, say I; being of an old father's mind,
    Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.
  • Holofernes. Twice-sod simplicity, his coctus!
    O thou monster Ignorance, how deformed dost thou look!

    Sir Nathaniel. Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred
    in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he
    hath not drunk ink: his intellect is not
    replenished; he is only an animal, only sensible in
    the duller parts:
    And such barren plants are set before us, that we
    thankful should be,
    Which we of taste and feeling are, for those parts that
    do fructify in us more than he.
    For as it would ill become me to be vain, indiscreet, or a fool,
    So were there a patch set on learning, to see him in a school:
    But omne bene, say I; being of an old father's mind,
    Many can brook the weather that love not the wind.

4 IV, 2, 1183
  • A title to Phoebe, to Luna, to the moon.
  • A title to Phoebe, to Luna, to the moon.
  • Dull. What is Dictynna?

    Sir Nathaniel. A title to Phoebe, to Luna, to the moon.

5 IV, 2, 1197
  • Perge, good Master Holofernes, perge; so it shall
    please you to abrogate scu...
  • Perge, good Master Holofernes, perge; so it shall
    please you to abrogate scurrility.
  • Holofernes. Sir Nathaniel, will you hear an extemporal epitaph
    on the death of the deer? And, to humour the
    ignorant, call I the deer the princess killed a pricket.

    Sir Nathaniel. Perge, good Master Holofernes, perge; so it shall
    please you to abrogate scurrility.

6 IV, 2, 1210
  • A rare talent!
  • A rare talent!
  • Holofernes. I will something affect the letter, for it argues facility.
    The preyful princess pierced and prick'd a pretty
    pleasing pricket;
    Some say a sore; but not a sore, till now made
    sore with shooting.
    The dogs did yell: put L to sore, then sorel jumps
    from thicket;
    Or pricket sore, or else sorel; the people fall a-hooting.
    If sore be sore, then L to sore makes fifty sores
    one sorel.
    Of one sore I an hundred make by adding but one more L.

    Sir Nathaniel. A rare talent!

7 IV, 2, 1221
  • Sir, I praise the Lord for you; and so may my
    parishioners; for their sons a...
  • Sir, I praise the Lord for you; and so may my
    parishioners; for their sons are well tutored by
    you, and their daughters profit very greatly under
    you: you are a good member of the commonwealth.
  • Holofernes. This is a gift that I have, simple, simple; a
    foolish extravagant spirit, full of forms, figures,
    shapes, objects, ideas, apprehensions, motions,
    revolutions: these are begot in the ventricle of
    memory, nourished in the womb of pia mater, and
    delivered upon the mellowing of occasion. But the
    gift is good in those in whom it is acute, and I am
    thankful for it.

    Sir Nathaniel. Sir, I praise the Lord for you; and so may my
    parishioners; for their sons are well tutored by
    you, and their daughters profit very greatly under
    you: you are a good member of the commonwealth.

8 IV, 2, 1249
  • Ay, sir, and very learned.
  • Ay, sir, and very learned.
  • Holofernes. Fauste, precor gelida quando pecus omne sub umbra
    Ruminat,--and so forth. Ah, good old Mantuan! I
    may speak of thee as the traveller doth of Venice;
    Venetia, Venetia,
    Chi non ti vede non ti pretia.
    Old Mantuan, old Mantuan! who understandeth thee
    not, loves thee not. Ut, re, sol, la, mi, fa.
    Under pardon, sir, what are the contents? or rather,
    as Horace says in his--What, my soul, verses?

    Sir Nathaniel. Ay, sir, and very learned.

9 IV, 2, 1251
  • [Reads]
    If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love?
    Ah, never f...
  • [Reads]
    If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love?
    Ah, never faith could hold, if not to beauty vow'd!
    Though to myself forsworn, to thee I'll faithful prove:
    Those thoughts to me were oaks, to thee like
    osiers bow'd.
    Study his bias leaves and makes his book thine eyes,
    Where all those pleasures live that art would
    comprehend:
    If knowledge be the mark, to know thee shall suffice;
    Well learned is that tongue that well can thee commend,
    All ignorant that soul that sees thee without wonder;
    Which is to me some praise that I thy parts admire:
    Thy eye Jove's lightning bears, thy voice his dreadful thunder,
    Which not to anger bent, is music and sweet fire.
    Celestial as thou art, O, pardon, love, this wrong,
    That sings heaven's praise with such an earthly tongue.
  • Holofernes. Let me hear a staff, a stanze, a verse; lege, domine.

    Sir Nathaniel. [Reads]
    If love make me forsworn, how shall I swear to love?
    Ah, never faith could hold, if not to beauty vow'd!
    Though to myself forsworn, to thee I'll faithful prove:
    Those thoughts to me were oaks, to thee like
    osiers bow'd.
    Study his bias leaves and makes his book thine eyes,
    Where all those pleasures live that art would
    comprehend:
    If knowledge be the mark, to know thee shall suffice;
    Well learned is that tongue that well can thee commend,
    All ignorant that soul that sees thee without wonder;
    Which is to me some praise that I thy parts admire:
    Thy eye Jove's lightning bears, thy voice his dreadful thunder,
    Which not to anger bent, is music and sweet fire.
    Celestial as thou art, O, pardon, love, this wrong,
    That sings heaven's praise with such an earthly tongue.

10 IV, 2, 1296
  • Sir, you have done this in the fear of God, very
    religiously; and, as a cert...
  • Sir, you have done this in the fear of God, very
    religiously; and, as a certain father saith,--
  • (stage directions). [Exeunt COSTARD and JAQUENETTA]

    Sir Nathaniel. Sir, you have done this in the fear of God, very
    religiously; and, as a certain father saith,--

11 IV, 2, 1301
  • Marvellous well for the pen.
  • Marvellous well for the pen.
  • Holofernes. Sir tell me not of the father; I do fear colourable
    colours. But to return to the verses: did they
    please you, Sir Nathaniel?

    Sir Nathaniel. Marvellous well for the pen.

12 IV, 2, 1310
  • And thank you too; for society, saith the text, is
    the happiness of life.
  • And thank you too; for society, saith the text, is
    the happiness of life.
  • Holofernes. I do dine to-day at the father's of a certain pupil
    of mine; where, if, before repast, it shall please
    you to gratify the table with a grace, I will, on my
    privilege I have with the parents of the foresaid
    child or pupil, undertake your ben venuto; where I
    will prove those verses to be very unlearned,
    neither savouring of poetry, wit, nor invention: I
    beseech your society.

    Sir Nathaniel. And thank you too; for society, saith the text, is
    the happiness of life.

13 V, 1, 1735
  • I praise God for you, sir: your reasons at dinner
    have been sharp and senten...
  • I praise God for you, sir: your reasons at dinner
    have been sharp and sententious; pleasant without
    scurrility, witty without affection, audacious without
    impudency, learned without opinion, and strange with-
    out heresy. I did converse this quondam day with
    a companion of the king's, who is intituled, nomi-
    nated, or called, Don Adriano de Armado.
  • Holofernes. Satis quod sufficit.

    Sir Nathaniel. I praise God for you, sir: your reasons at dinner
    have been sharp and sententious; pleasant without
    scurrility, witty without affection, audacious without
    impudency, learned without opinion, and strange with-
    out heresy. I did converse this quondam day with
    a companion of the king's, who is intituled, nomi-
    nated, or called, Don Adriano de Armado.

14 V, 1, 1748
  • A most singular and choice epithet.
  • A most singular and choice epithet.
  • Holofernes. Novi hominem tanquam te: his humour is lofty, his
    discourse peremptory, his tongue filed, his eye
    ambitious, his gait majestical, and his general
    behavior vain, ridiculous, and thrasonical. He is
    too picked, too spruce, too affected, too odd, as it
    were, too peregrinate, as I may call it.

    Sir Nathaniel. A most singular and choice epithet.

15 V, 1, 1761
  • Laus Deo, bene intelligo.
  • Laus Deo, bene intelligo.
  • Holofernes. He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer
    than the staple of his argument. I abhor such
    fanatical phantasimes, such insociable and
    point-devise companions; such rackers of
    orthography, as to speak dout, fine, when he should
    say doubt; det, when he should pronounce debt,--d,
    e, b, t, not d, e, t: he clepeth a calf, cauf;
    half, hauf; neighbour vocatur nebor; neigh
    abbreviated ne. This is abhominable,--which he
    would call abbominable: it insinuateth me of
    insanie: anne intelligis, domine? to make frantic, lunatic.

    Sir Nathaniel. Laus Deo, bene intelligo.

16 V, 1, 1764
  • Videsne quis venit?
  • Videsne quis venit?
  • Holofernes. Bon, bon, fort bon, Priscian! a little scratch'd,
    'twill serve.

    Sir Nathaniel. Videsne quis venit?

17 V, 1, 1852
  • Where will you find men worthy enough to present them?
  • Where will you find men worthy enough to present them?
  • Holofernes. Sir, you shall present before her the Nine Worthies.
    Sir, as concerning some entertainment of time, some
    show in the posterior of this day, to be rendered by
    our assistants, at the king's command, and this most
    gallant, illustrate, and learned gentleman, before
    the princess; I say none so fit as to present the
    Nine Worthies.

    Sir Nathaniel. Where will you find men worthy enough to present them?

18 V, 2, 2501
  • When in the world I lived, I was the world's
    commander;
    By east, west, n...
  • When in the world I lived, I was the world's
    commander;
    By east, west, north, and south, I spread my
    conquering might:
    My scutcheon plain declares that I am Alisander,--
  • (stage directions). [Enter SIR NATHANIEL, for Alexander]

    Sir Nathaniel. When in the world I lived, I was the world's
    commander;
    By east, west, north, and south, I spread my
    conquering might:
    My scutcheon plain declares that I am Alisander,--

19 V, 2, 2509
  • When in the world I lived, I was the world's
    commander,--
  • When in the world I lived, I was the world's
    commander,--
  • Princess of France. The conqueror is dismay'd. Proceed, good Alexander.

    Sir Nathaniel. When in the world I lived, I was the world's
    commander,--

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