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Arm. Sir, the King is a noble gentleman, and my familiar; I do afure ye, my very good friend; for what is inward between us, let it pass I do beseech thee, remember thy curtesy 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 his Grace i by the world) fometime 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 ; fome certain special hoRours it pleafech his Greatness to impart to Armado, a soldier, a man of travel, that hath feen 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 felf are good at fuch 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 fhall present before her the nine Worthies. Sir, as concerning fome entertainment of time, some show in the pofterior of this day, to be rendred by our alliftants at the King's command, and this most gallant, illustrate and learned gentleman, before the Princess : I say, none fo ft as to present the nine Worthies.

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

Hol. Fosbua, yourself; this gallant man, Judas -Maccabeus; this swain (because of his great limb or joint) shall 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 Hersules in minority; his Enter and Exit shall be strangling a snake; and I will have an apology for that purpose.


Morb. An excellent device : for if any of the audience hiss, you may cry ; “well done, Hercules, now thoa « crusheft the fnake;" that is the way to make an offence gracious, tho' few have the grace to do it.

Arm. For the ret of the Worthies,-
Hol. I will play three myself.
Moth. Thrice-worthy gentleman !
Arm. Shall I tell you a thing?
Hol. We attend.

Arm. We will have, if this fadge not, an Antick. I befeech you, follow.

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

Dull. Nor understood none neither, Sir.
Hol. Allons : we wilt employ thee.

Dull. I'll make one in a dance, or fo: or I will play on the tabor to the Worthies, and let them dance the hay. Hol. Moft dull, honeft, Dull, to our sport away.


SCENE before the Princess's Pavilion.

Enter Princess, and Ladies,

Prin. Weet hearts, we shall be rich ere we depart,

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

Raf. Madam, came nothing else along with that?

Prin. Nothing but this ? yes, as much love in rhime, As would be craind 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.

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

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

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Catb. He made her melancholy, fad and heavy,
And so she died; had the been light, like you,
Of such a merry, nimble, stirring spirit,
She might have been a grandam ere he dy'd.
And so may you ; for a light heart lives long.

RoS.What's your dark meaning, mouse, of this light word?
Cath. A light condition, in a beauty dark.
Ros. We need more light to find your meaning out.

Cath, You'll marr the light, by taking it in fnuff:
Therefore I'll darkly end the argument.

Rof. Look, what you do; and do it still i'th' dark.
Cath. So do not you, for you are a light wench.
Ros. Indeed, I weigh not you; and therefore light..
Carh. You weigh me not; O, that's, you care not
Ref. Great reason; for past cure is still past care. (33)

Prin. Well bandied both ; a set of wit well play'd.
But, Rofaline, you have a favour too:
Who fent it? and what is it?.

Rof. I would, you knew,
And if my face were but as fair as yours,
My favour were as great; be witness

, this. Nay, I have verses too, I thank Biron. The numbers trae; and

nd were the numbring too,
I were the faireft Goddess on the ground.
I am compar'd to twenty thousand fairs.
O, he hath drawn my picture in his letter.

Prin. Any thing like?
Rof. Much in the letters, nothing in the praise.
Prin. Beauteous as ink; a good conclufion.
Cath. Fair as a text B in a copy-book.

Rof. Were pencils, How let me not die your debter.
My red dominical, my golden letter.
O, that

your face were not fo full of Oes!

(33) - for past Care is fill past Cure.] The Tranfpofition which I have made in the two Words, Care and Cure, is by the Direction of the ingenious: Dr. Thirlby, The Reason (peaks for itself,


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Cath. Pox of that jest, and I beshrew all shrews : (34)
Prin. But what was sent to you from fair Dumain ?.
Cath. Madam, this glove.
Prin. Did he not send you twain ?

Cath. Yes, Madam; and moreover,
Some thousand verses of a faithful lover.
A huge translation of hypocrisy,
Vilely compild, profound fimplicity.

Mar. This, and thefe pearls, to me sent Longaville;
The letter is too long by half a mile.

Prin. I think no less; dost thou not with in heart, The chain were longer, and the letter short?

Mar. Ay, or I would these hands might never parc.

Prin. We are wise girls, to mock our lovers for't.
Rol. They are worle fools to purchase mocking fo.
That same Biron I'll torture, ere i

O, that I knew he were but in by th' week!
How I would make him fawn, and beg, and seek,
And wait the season, and observe the times,
And spend his prodigal wits in bootless rhines,
And Nape his service all to my behests,
And make him proud to make me proud with jefts:
So Pedant-like would I o'ersway his state, (35)
That he fhould be my fool, and I his fate.


(34) Prin. Pox of that jest, and I beshrew all Shreres. As the Princess has' behav'd with great Decency all along hitherto, there is no Reafon to be assign'd why the should start all at once into this course Dialect. But I am perfuaded, the Editors, only have made her go out of Character. In sort, Rosaline and Catharine are rallying one another without Reserve; and to Catharine this first Line certainly belong d, and therefore I have ventur'd once more to put her in Poffeffion of it.

(35) So pertaunt like would I oʻorfway bis State,] If the Editors are acquainted with this Word, and can account for the Meaning of it, their Industry has been more successful than mine, for I can rio where trace it. So pedant like, as I have ventur’d to replace in the Text, makes very good Sense, is e. in such lordly, controlling, inanner would I bear myself over him, &c. What Biron


Prin. None are so surely caught, when they are catch’d, As wit tarn'd fool; folly, in wisdom hatch'd, Hath wisdom's warrant, and the help of school ; And wit's own grace to grace a learned fool.

Rof. The blood of youth burns not in such excel,
As gravity's revolt to wantonness.

Mar. Folly in fools bears not fo Arong a note,
As fool'ry in the wise, when wit doth dote :
Since all the power thereof it doth apply,
To prove, by wit, worth in fimplicity.

Enter Boyet.

Prin. Here comes Bayet, and mirth is in his face.
Boyet. O, I am ftab'd with laughter; where's her Grace?
Prin. Thy news, Boyet ?

Boyet. Prepare, Madam, prepare.
Arm, wenches, arm; Encounters mounted are
Against your peace; love doth approach difguis'd,
Armed in arguments; you'll be furpriz'd.
Mufter your wits, stand in your own defence,
Or hide

your heads like cowards, and fy hence. Prin. Saint Dennis, to faint Cupid ! what are they, That charge their breath against us? fay, fcout, fay.

Boyet. Under the cool shade of a sycamore,
I thought to close mine eyes fome half an hour ;
When, lo! to interrupt my purpos'd Reit,
Toward that fhade, I might behold, addrest
The King and his companions; warily
1 stole into a neighbour thicket by;
And over-heard, what you shall over-hear:
That, by and by, disguis’d they will be here.
Their Herald is a pretty knavilh Page,
That well by heart hath conn'd his embassage.

fays of a Pedant, towards the Conclusion of the second Ad, counte. Dances this Conjecture.

A domineering Pedant o'er the boy,
Than whom 10 Mortal more magnificent.

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