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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. Armado is a most illustrious wight,
A man of fire-new words, fashion's own knight.

Long. Coftard the swain, and he, shall be our sport; And, so to study, three years are but short.

Enter Dull, and Costard with a letter. Dull. Which is the King's own person ? (5) Biron. This, fellow; what would'It?

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, Arme commends


There's villany abroad; this letter will tell you more..

Co. Sir, the contempts thereof are as touching me. King. A letter from the magnificent Armado.

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

Long. A high hope for a low having; God grant us patience! (6)


(5) Dull. Which is the Duke's own person?] The King of Navarre is in several passages, thro' all the copies, calīd the Duke : but as this must have sprung rather from the inadvertence of the editors, than a. forgetfulness in the poet, I have every where, to avoid confulon, rcAtor's King to the text.

(6) Abigb bope for a low heaven ;] A low becven, fure, is a very intricate matter to conceive. But our accurate editors feem to observe the rule of torace, whenever a moot point staggers them, dignus vin. dice nodus ; and where they cannot overcome a difficulty, they bring in beaven'to untie the knot. As God grant us patience immediately preceded, they thought, heaven of consequence must follow. But, I. dare warrant, I have retriev'd the poet's true reading; and the meaning is this. • Tho' you hope for high words, and should bave • them, it will be but a low acquisition at best. This our poet calia a low baving: and it is a substantive, which he uses in several other Passages.

Merry Wives of Windfor.

Not by my consent, I promise you : the gentleman is of no bavings ke kept company with the wild Pringe and Poinz.

K. Henry:

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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 caufe to climb in the merriness.

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

Biron. In what manner?

Cojt. In manner and form, following, Sir; all those three. I was seen with her in the manor house, fitting with her upon the form, and taken following her into the park; which, put together, is, in manner and form following. Now Sir, for the manner : It is the manner of a man to speak to a woman ; for the form, in some form.

Biron. For the following, Sir?

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

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

Coft. Such is the fimplicity of man to hearken after
the flesh.
King. Reat deputy, the welkin's vice-gerent, and fole
reads. dominator of Navarre, my foul's earth's God,
and body's foftring patron
K. Henry VIII.

Our content
Is our best baving.
And again afterwards ;

But par'd my present bavings, to bestow

My bounties upon you. Timon of Athens.

The greatest of your baving lacks a half

To pay your present debt. And in many other places. So, amongst the older Romans, they made a substantive of Habentia, in the like fignification. Nonius Marcellus furnishes an authority from Claudius Quadrigarius his annals. Verebar enim ne animos eorum inflaret habentia, For I was afraid left their havings (i. e, their riches, large circumstances) foould elate their minds. St. Auftin likewise, in the lower age of Latinity, uses it in the same

And the Spaniards have from thence form'd their bazienda, wbich Ggnifies either wealth, pofleflions, ability, or bufiness.



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Coff. Not a word of Coftard yet.
King. So it is

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

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

King. So it is, besieged with fable-coloured melancholy,
I did commend the black opprefling bumour to the most whole-
some physack of thy healtkozi ving air ; and as I am a gen-
tleman, betook myself to walk : The time, when? about
the fixth bour, when beasts moft graze, birds beft peck, and
men fit down to that nourishment which is calld supper :
so much for the time, when. Now for the ground, which:
which, I mean, I walk'd upon ; it is ycleped, thy park.
Then for the place, where; where, I mean,
ter that obscene and most preposterous event, that draweth
from my snow-white pen the ebon coloured ink, which bere
thou vieweft, beholdeft, surveyeft, or feeft. But to the
place, where ; it ftandeth north-north-eaft and by eaf from
the west corner of tby curious-knotted garden. There did I
see that low-spirited fwain, that baje mincw of thy mirth,
(Coff. Me?) that unletter'd small-knowing foul, (Coft.
Me?) that fallow-vasal, (Coft. Still me !) which, as I
remember, bight Coftard; Coff. O me!) sorted and con-
forted, contrary to tby established proclaimed ediet and con-
tinent canon, with, with, O with, but with this
I paffion to say wherewith:

Coft. With a wench.

King. With a child of our grandmother Eve, a female ; or for thy more understanding, a woman; bim, I (as my ever-esteem'd duty pricks me on) bave sent to thu, 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 apprebended with the foresaid fwain, I keep her as a vajjal of thy law's fury, and fall at the least of thy

fweet fweet notice bring her to trial. Thine in all compliments of devoted and heart-burning heat of duty,

Don Adriano de Armado.

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 ?

Coff. I do confefs much of the hearing it, but little of the marking of it.

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

Colt. I was taken with none, Sir, I was taken with a damosel.

King. Well, it was proclaimed damosel.
Cos. This was no damosel neither, Cir, she was a virgin,
King. It is so varied too, for it was proclaim'd virgin.

Coff. If it were, I 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 sentence ; you shall fast a week with bran and water.

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

King. And Don Armado Thall 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. [Exe. Biron. I'll lay my head to any good man's hat,

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

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

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Arm. Bo Yows haelanchowhen a man of great fpirit

SCENE changes to Armado's house.

Enter Armado, and Moth.

grows melancholy
Moth. A great sign, Sir, that he will look fad.

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

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

Arm. How can't 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 your

old time, which we may name tough. Arm. Pretty and apt.

Moth. How mean you, Sir, I pretty, and, my saying 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 art quick in answers. Thou. heat'st


Moth. I am answer'd, Sir.
Arm. I love not to be croit..
Moth. He speaks the clean contrary, crosses love nothim.
Arm. I have promis'd to study three years with the King:
Moth. You may do it in an hour, Sir.
Arm. Impossible.



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