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Enter Dull and Costard with a letter.
Dull. THICH is the King's own person?

Biron. This, fellow; what would'A? Dull. I myself reprehend his own person, for I am his Grace's Tharborough: but I would see his own person in flesh and blood.

Biron. This is he.
Dull. Signior Arme ----Armecommends you.

. There's villany abroad ; this letter will tell you more. 1. Coft. Sir, the Contempts thereof are as touching


King. A letter from the magnificent Armado.

Biron. How low foever the matter, I hope in God for high words.

Long. A high hope for a low having; God grant us patience!

Biron. To hear, or forbear hearing ?

Long. To hear meekly, Sir, to laugh moderately, or to forbear both.

Biron. Well, Sir, be it as the Stile shall give us cause to climb in the merriness.

Coft. The matter is to me, Sir, as concerning Jaquenetta. The manner of it is, I was taken in the manner.

Biron. In what manner ?

Coft. In manner and form, following, Sir; all those three. I was seen with her in the Manor-house, fit. ting with her upon the Form, and taken following her into the park; which, put together, is, in maniner and form following. Now, Sir, for the manner : it is the manner of a man to speak to a woman; for the form, in fome form.

Biron. For the following, Sir?

Coji. As it shall follow in my correction; and God defend the right!



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King. Will you hear the letter with attention ?
Biron. As we would hear an oracle.

Coft. Such is the simplicity of man to hearken after
the flesh.
King reads.G REAL deputy, the welkin's vice-gerent,

and fole dominator of Navarre, my soul's earth's God, and body's fostring patron

Cost. Not a word of Gostard yet.
King. So it is

Coft. It may be fo ; but if he say it is so, he is, in telling true, but so, so.

King. Peace

. Be to me. and'every man that dares not fight!
King. No words-
Cot. Of other men's secrets, I beseech you.

King. So it is, besieged with fable-coloured melancholy, I did commend the black oppreffing humour 10 the most wholesome physic of thy health-giving air; and as I am a gentlenian, belook myself to walk : The time, when? about the fixth hour, when beasts most graze, birds best peck, and men sit down to tħat nourishment which is calld supper: so much for the time, when. Now for the ground, which : which, I mean, I walkt upon ; it is ycleped, thy park. Then for the place, where ; where, I mean, I did encounter that obscene and most preposterous event, that draweth from my snow-white pen the ebon-colour'd ink, which here thou viewest, beholdest, surveyeft, or feeft. 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 fwain, that base minow of thy mirth, (Cost. Me ?) that unletter'd small-knowing foul, (Cost. Me?) that shallow vajal, (Cost. Still me?) which, as I remem ber, hight Cottard; (Cost. O nie !) forted and conforted, contrary to thy established proclaimed edit and continent canon, with, with, O with, -but with this I pasion 10 say wherewith:

Coft. With a wench.
King. With a child of our grandmother Eve, a female ;


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or for thy more understanding, a woman; him, I (as my ever-esteem'd 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.

Dull. Me, an't shall please you: I am Anthony Dull.

King. For Jaquenetta, (fo is the weaker vessel calld) which I apprehended with the aforesaid swain, I keep her as a vassal of thy 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.

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Biron. This is not so well as I look'd for, but the best that ever I heard.

King. Ay; the best for the worst. But, firrah, what say you to this?

Coft. Sir, I confess the wench.
King. Did you hear the proclamation ?

Cost. I do confess much of the hearing it, but little of the marking of it.

King. It was proclaim'd a year's imprisonment to be taken with a wench.

Cost. I was taken with none, Sir, I was taken with a clamosel.

King. Well, it was proclaimed damofel.

Coft. This was no damo fel neither, Sir, she was a virgin.

King. It is so varied too, forit was proclaim'd virgin.

Cot. If it were, 1 deny her virginity: I 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 fentence; you fall fast a week with bran and water.

Coft. I had rather pray a month with mutton and porridge. N5

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

Exeunt. Biron. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat,

These oaths and laws will prove an idle scorn. Sirrah,

Coft. I suffer for the truth, Sir: for true it is, I was taken with Jaqueneita, and Jaquenetta is a true girl ; and therefore welcome the four cup of prosperity : afiliation may one day smile again, and until then, fit thee down, sorrow.




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Changes to Armado's House.

Enter Armado, and Moth. Arm. OY, what sign is it, when a man of great

fpirit grows melancholy? Moth. A great fign, Sir, that he will look fad.

Arm. Why, sadness is one and the self-fame thing, dear imp.

Moth. No, no; O lord, Sir, no.

Arm. How can'st thou part sadness and melancholy, my tender Juvenile ?

Moth. By a familiar demonstration of the working, my tough Signior.

Arm. Why, tough Signior? why, tough Signior? Moth. Why, tender Juvenile? why, tender Juvenile ?

Arm. I spoke it, tender Juvenile, as a congruent epitheton, appertaining to thy young days, which we may nominate tender.

Moth. And I tough Signior, as an appertinent title to your old time, which we may name tough. Arm. Pretty and apt.


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! Moth. How mean you, Sir, I pretty, and my fay-
ing apt ? or I apt, and my saying pretty?

Arm. Thou pretty, because little.
Moth. Little! pretty, because little; wherefore apt?
Arm. And therefore apt, because quick.
Moth. Speak you this in my praise, master ?
Arm. In thy condign praise.
Moth, I will praise an eel with the same praise.
Arm. What? that an eel is ingenious.
Moth. That an eel is quick.

Arm. I do say, thou are quick in answers. Thou heat'st


Moth. I ain answer'd, Sir.
Arm. I love not to be croft.

Moth. He speaks the clean contrary, crosses love not him.

Arm. I have promis'd to study three years with the

Moth. You may do it in an hour, Sir.
Arm. Impossible.
Moth. How many is one thrice told ?

Arm. I am ill at reckoning, it fits the spirit of a
Moth. You are a gentleman, and a gamester.

Arm. I confess both; they are both the varnish of a complete man.

Moth. Then, I am sure, you know how much the gross fum of deuce-ace amounts to.

Arm. It doth amount to one more than two.
Moth. Which the base vulgar call, three.
Arm. True.

Moth. Why, Sir, is this such a piece of study? now here's three studied ere you'll thrice wink; and inow easy is it to put years io the word three, and study three years in two words, the dancing-horse

Arm. A most fine figure.
Moth. To prove you a cypher.
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