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I's a sharp wit, match'd with too blunt a will;
Prin. Some merry-mocking lord, belike; is't so?
know. Prin. Such short-liy'd wits do wither as they grow. Who are the rest ?
Cath. The young Dumain, a well-accomplish'd youth, Of all that virtue love, for virtue lov'd. Most power to do moft harm, leaft knowing ill; For he hath wit to make an ill shape good, And shape to win gracé, tho' he had no wit. I saw him at the Duke Alanson's once, And much too little of that good I saw, Is my report to his great worthiness. : Ros. Another of these students at that time Was there with him, as I have heard a truth; Biron they call him; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal. His eye begets 'occafion for his wit; For every object, that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-imoving jelt; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales ; And younger hearings are quite ravished; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Prin. God bless my ladies, are they all in love, That every one her own hath garnished With such bedecking ornaments of praise !
Mar. Here comes Boyet.
Boyet, Navarre had notice of your fair approach ;, And he and his competitors in oath
Were all addrest to meet you, gentle lady,
King. FA Navarre
Navarre. Prin. Fair. I give you back again ; and welcome I have not yet: the roof of this Court is too high to be yours; and welcome to the wide fields, too base to be mine.
King. You hall be welcome, Madain, to my Court. Prin. I will be welcome then; cundua me thither. King. Hear
me, dear lady, I have sworn an oath. Prin. Our Lady help my lord! he'll be forsworn. King. Not for the world, fair Madam, by my will. Prin. Why, Will shall break its will, and nothing
else. King. Your ladyship is ignorant what it is.
Prin. Were my Lord so, his ignorance were wise, Where now his knowledge must prove ignorance. I hear, your Grace hath sworn out house-keeping: 'Tis deadly fin to keep that oath, my Lord; Not Gin to break it. But pardon me, I am too sudden bold: To teach a teacher ill beseemeth me. Vouchsafe to read the purpose of my Coming, And suddenly resolve me in my suit.
King. Madam, I will, if suddenly I may.
Prin. You will the sooner, that I were away; For you'll prove perjur’d, if you make me ftay.
Biron. Did not I dance with
in Brabant once ? Ros. Did not I dance with you in Brabant once ? Biron. I know, you
King. Madam, your father here doth intimate
father in his wars.
Dear Princess, were not his requests so far
Prin. You do the King my father too much wrong,
King. I do proteft, I never heard of it; And if you prove it, I'll repay
it back, Or yield up Aquitain.
Prin. We arreft your word:
King. Satisfy me fo.
Buyet. So please your Grace, the packet is not come,
King. It shall fuffice me; at which interview,
Ros. I pray you, do my commendations ;
Rof. Is the fool sick ?
[Exit. Long. I beseech you, a word: what is she in white? Boyet. A woman sometimes, if you saw her in the
light. Long. Perchance, light in the light; I defire her
Boyet. She hath but one for herself; to delire That,
were a shame.
Boyet. Good Sir, be not offended.
Long. Nay, my choller is ended :
Boyet. Not unlike, Sir; that may be. [Exit Long.