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Hal. He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. I abhor such phanatical phantasms, such insociable and point-devise companions ; such rackers of orthography, as do 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 nebours; neigh abbreviated ne: this is abominable, which we would call abhominable : (30) it infinuateth me of Infanie : Ne intelligis, Domine, to make frantick, lue. natick?

Nath. Laus deo, bone, intelligo.

Hol. Bone? bone, for bene; Priscian a little scratch'd ; 'twill serve.

Enter Armado, Moth and Costard..
Nath. Videsne quis venit?
Hol. Video, & gaudeo..
Arm. Chirra.
Hol. Quare Chirra, not Sirrah?

(30) It in finwateth me of infamy : Nè intelligis, Domines, to make frantick, lunatick? Nathi Laus Deo, bene intelligo.

Hol. Bome boon for boon Prescian; a little. Scratch, 'twill ferve.) This Play is certainly none of the best in it felf, but the Editors have been so very happy in making it worse by their Indolence, that they have left me Augeas's Stable to cleanse: and a Man had need have the Strength of a Hercules to heave out all their Rubbish. But to Business; Why Mould Ine. famy be explain’d by making frantick, lunatick? It is plain and obvious that the Poet intended, the Pedant should coin an un-couth affected Word- here, infanie, from infania of the Latines. Then, what a piece of unintelligible Jargon have these learned Criticks given us for Latine? I think, I may venture to affirm, I have restor'd' the Passage to its true Purity:

Nath. Lans Deo, bone, intelligo. The Curate, addressing with Complaisance his brother Pedant, says, bone, to him, as we frequently in Terence find bone Vir; bur the Pedant thinking, he had mistaken the Adverb, thus descants on it.

bone for bené. Priscian a little scratch'd : 'twill serve. Alluding to the common Phrase, Diminuis Prisciani caput, apply'd to such as speak false Larine,

Arma

Bone?

Arm. Men of Peace, well encountred.
Hl. Most military Sir, falutation.

Moth. They have been at a great feast of languages, and stole the scraps.

Coft. O, they have liv'd long on the Alms-basket of words. I marvel, thy master hath not eaten thee for a word; for thou art not so long by the head as honoris ficabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier swallow'd than a flap-dragon

Moth. Peace, the peal begins.
Arm. Monsieur, are you not letter'd ?

Moth. Yes, yes, he teaches boys the horn-book : What is A B spelt backward with a horn on his head ?

Hol. Ba, pueritia, with a horn added.

Moth. Ba, most filly sheep, with a horn. You hear: his learning.

Hol. Quis, quis, thou consonant ?

Moth. The third of the five vowels, if you repeat: them ; or the fifth, if I. (31)

Hol. I will repeat them, a, e, I.
Moth. The sheep; the other two concludes it, o, u..

Arm. Now by the salt wave of the Mediterraneum, a sweet touch, a quick venew of wit ; snip, snap, quick. and home; it rejoiceth my intellect; true wit.

Moth. Offer'd by a child to an old man.. which is wit-old.

Hl. What is the figure? what is the figure ?
Moth. Horns.
Hol. Thou disputest like an infant ; go, whip thy

gigg. Moth. Lend me your horn to make one, and I will

whip

(31) The last of the five Vowels, if you repeat them į or the. fifth if 1: Hol. I will repeat them, a, e, I.. Moth. The Sheep:

the other two concludes it out.] Wondere. ful Sagacity again! All the Editions agree in this Reading; but is not the last, and the fifth, the same Vowel? Tho' my Correction restores but a poor conundrum, yet if it restores the.. Poet's Meaning, it is the Duty of an Editor to trace him in.

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whip about your infamy (32) circùm circà; a gigg of a cuckold's horn.

Coff. An' I had but one penny in the world, thou shouldnt have it to buy ginger-bread ; hold, there is the very

remuneration I had of thy matter, thou halfpenny purse of wit, thou pidgeon-egg of discretion. O, that the heav'ns were so pleased, that thou wert but my bastard! what a joyful father wouldst thou make me? go to, thou hast it ad dunghill; at the fingers ends, as they say.

Hol. Oh, I smell false latine, dunghill for unguem.

Arm. Arts-man, præambula ; we will be fingled from the barbarous. Do you not educate youth at the charge. house on the top of the mountain ?

Hol. Or, Mons the hill.
Arm. At your sweet pleasure, for the mountain.
Hol. I do, fans question.

Arm. Sir, it is the King's most sweet pleasure and affection, to congratulate the Princess at her Pavilion, in the posteriors of this day, which the rude multitude call the afternoon.

Hol. The posterior of the day, most generous Sir, is liable, congruent, and measurable for the afternoon : the word is well cull’d, choice, sweet, and apt, I do assure you, Sir, I do asfúre.

Arm. Sir, the King is a noble gentleman, and my familiar; I do assure ye, my very good friend; for what is inward between us, let it pass

I do beseech thee, remember thy curtefie I beseech thee, apparel thy head, --- and among other importunate and most serious designs, and of great import indeed too but let that pass : for I must tell thee, it will please bis Grace

his lowest Conceits. By, O, U, Moth would mean --- Oh, You.

--- j. e. You are the Sheep ftill, either way; no Matter, which of Us repeats them.

(32) I will whip about your Infamy unum cita ; ) Here again all the Editions give us Jargon instead of Latine. But Moth would certainly mean, circùm circà : i. e. about and about: aho' it may be design'd, he should mistake the Terms.

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(by the world) sometime to lean upon my poor shoulder, and with his royal finger thus dally with my excrement, with my mustachio; but sweet heart, let that pass. By the world, I recount no fable ; some certain special hónours it pleaseth his Greatness to impart to Armado, a foldier, a man of travel, that hath seen the world ; but let that pass the very all of all is

but sweet heart, I do implore secrecy - that the King would have me present the Princess (sweet chuck) with some delightful oftentation, or show, or pageant, or antick, or fire-work. Now, understanding that the Curate and your sweet self are good at such eruptions, and sudden breaking out of mirth, (as it were) I have acquainted you withal, to the end to crave your aslistance.

Hol. Sir, you shall present before her the nine Worthies. Sir, as concerning fome entertainment of time, fome now in the posterior of this day, to be rendred by our affiftants at the King's command, and this moft gallant, illustrate and learned gentleman, before the Princess: I say, none so fit as to present the nine Worthies.

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

Hol. Foshua, your self; this gallant man, Judas Macabeus ; this swain (because of his great limb or joint) fhall pass Pompey the great ; and the page, Hercules,

Arm. Pardon, Sir, error.: he is not quantity enough for that Worthy's thumb; he is not so big as the end of his club.

Hol. Shall I have audience ? he shall present Hercules in minority: his Enter and Exit shall be strangling a snake; and I will have an apology for that purpose.

Moth. An excellent device : for if any of the audience hiss, you may cry;

" well done, Hercules, now as thou crushest the snake; " that is the way to make an offence gracious,'tho’few have the grace to do it.

Arm. For the rest of the Worthies,
Hol. I will play three my felf.
Moth. Thrice-worthy gentleman!
Arm. Shall I tell you a thing?

Hol.

Hol. We attend. Arm. We will have, if this fadge not, an Antick. I beseech you, follow.

Hol. Via! good-man Dull, thou haft spoken no word all this while,

Dull. Nor understood none neither, Sir.
Hol. Allons; we will employ thee.

Dull. I'll make one in a dance, or so: or I will play on the taber to the Worthies, and let them dance the hay. Hel. Most dull, honest, Dull, to our Sport away.

[Exeunr.

Prin. Syrefairings come thus plentifully in.

SCENE, before the Princess's Pavilion.

Enter Princess, and Ladies.
Weet hearts, we fhall be rich ere we depart,

If
A lady wall'd about with diamonds !
Look you, what I have from the loving King.

Roj. Madam, came nothing else along with That ?
Prin. Nothing but this ? yes, as much love is

rhyme,
As would be cram'd up in a sheet of paper,
Writ on both sides the leaf, margent and all ;
That he was fain to seal on Cupid's name.

Rof. That was the way to make his God-head wax, For he hath been five thousand years a boy.

Cath. Ay, and a shrewd unhappy gallows too.
Ros. You'll ne'er be friends with him ; he kill'd

Cath. He made her melancholy, fad and heavy,
And so she died ; had the been light, like you,
Of such a merry, nimble, ftirring spirit,
She might have been a grandam ere the dy'd.
And so may you; for a light heart lives long.
Rof. What's your dark meaning, mouse, of this

light word? Cath. A light condition, in a beauty dark,

Rof

your sister.

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