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Dramatis Personæ.

FERDINAND, King of Navarre.

three Lords attending upon the King in his


Don Adriano de Armado, a fantastical Spaniard.
Nathaniel, a Curate.
Dull, a Constable.
Holofernes, a Schoolmaster,
Costard, a Clown.
Moth, Page to Don Adriano de Armado.
A Forefter.

Princess of France,
Maria, Ladies attending on the Princess.
Catharine, S
Jaquenetta, a Country Wench.



Oficers, and other's, Attendants upon the King and Princess.

SCENE, the King of Navarre's Palace, and the

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SCENE, The Palace.

Enter the King, Biron, Longaville and Dumain.

*ET Fame, that all hunt after in their lives,

Live registred upon our brazen tombs;

And then grace us in the disgrace of death :
When, spight of cormorant devouring time,

Th' endeavour 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 fo you are,
That war against your own Affections,
And the huge army of the world's delires ;
Our late edi& shall strongly stand in force.
Navarre shall be the wonder of the world,
Our Court shall be a little academy,
Still and contemplative in living arts.
Yon three, Biron, Dumain, and Longaville,
Have sworn for three years term to live with me,
My fellow Scholars ; and to keep those Statutes,


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That are recorded in this schedule here.
Your oaths are past, and now subfcribe your names :
7 'hat his own hand may strike his honour down,
That violates the smallest branch herein :
If you are arm'd to do, as fworn to do,
Subscribe to your deep oaths, and keep them too.

Long. I am resolv’d; 'tis but a three years faft:-
The mind shall banquet tho' the body pine ;
Fat paunches have lean pates; and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but bankerout the wits.

Dum. My loving lord, Dumain is mortify'd ;
T'he groffer manner of these world's delights
He throws upon the gross world's baser Naves :
To love, to wealth, to pomp, I pine and die;
With all these living in philosophy.

Biron, I can but lay 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, sudy, fast, not sleep.

King. Your Oath is pass’d to pass away from these.

Biron. Let me fay, no, my liege, an' if you pleale ; I only swore to study with your Grace, And stay here in your Court for three years' space.

Long. You swore to that, Biron, and to the rest.

Biron. By yea and nay, Sir, then I swore in jeft. What is the end of study ? let me know?

King. Why, that toknow, which else we should not know.

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