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PRINCESS
I think no less. Dost thou not wish in heart
The chain were longer and the letter short?
The chain were longer and the letter short?
MARIA
Ay, or I would these hands might never part.
PRINCESS
We are wise girls to mock our lovers so.
ROSALINE
They are worse fools to purchase mocking so.
That same Biron I’ll torture ere I go.
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 rhymes,
And shape his service wholly to my hests,
And make him proud to make me proud that jests!
So pursuivant-like would I o’ersway his state
That he should be my fool, and I his fate.
That same Biron I’ll torture ere I go.
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 rhymes,
And shape his service wholly to my hests,
And make him proud to make me proud that jests!
So pursuivant-like would I o’ersway his state
That he should be my fool, and I his fate.
PRINCESS
None are so surely caught when they are catched
As wit turned fool. Folly in wisdom hatched
Hath wisdom’s warrant, and the help of school,
And wit’s own grace, to grace a learned fool.
As wit turned fool. Folly in wisdom hatched
Hath wisdom’s warrant, and the help of school,
And wit’s own grace, to grace a learned fool.
ROSALINE
The blood of youth burns not with such excess
As gravity’s revolt to wantonness.
As gravity’s revolt to wantonness.
MARIA
Folly in fools bears not so strong 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 simplicity.
As fool’ry in the wise when wit doth dote,
Since all the power thereof it doth apply
To prove, by wit, worth in simplicity.
Enter Boyet
PRINCESS
Here comes Boyet, and mirth is in his face.
BOYET
O, I am stabbed with laughter! Where’s her grace?
PRINCESS
Thy news, Boyet?
BOYET Prepare, madam, prepare.
Arm, wenches, arm. Encounters mounted are
Against your peace. Love doth approach disguised,
Armed in arguments. You’ll be surprised.
Muster your wits, stand in your own defence,
Or hide your heads like cowards and fly hence.
Against your peace. Love doth approach disguised,
Armed in arguments. You’ll be surprised.
Muster your wits, stand in your own defence,
Or hide your heads like cowards and fly hence.
PRINCESS
Saint Denis to Saint Cupid! What are they
That charge their breath against us? Say, scout, say.
That charge their breath against us? Say, scout, say.
BOYET
Under the cool shade of a sycamore
I thought to close mine eyes some half an hour
When lo, to interrupt my purposed rest
Toward that shade I might behold addressed
The King and his companions. Warily
I stole into a neighbour thicket by
And overheard what you shall overhear:
That by and by disguised they will be here.
Their herald is a pretty knavish page
That well by heart hath conned his embassage.
Action and accent did they teach him there.
‘Thus must thou speak’, and ‘thus thy body bear’.
And ever and anon they made a doubt
Presence majestical would put him out,
‘For’, quoth the King, ‘an angel shalt thou see,
Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.’
The boy replied, ‘An angel is not evil.
I should have feared her had she been a devil.’
With that all laughed and clapped him on the
shoulder,
Making the bold wag by their praises bolder.
One rubbed his elbow thus, and fleered, and swore
A better speech was never spoke before.
Another with his finger and his thumb
Cried ‘Via, we will do’t, come what will come!’
The third he capered and cried ‘All goes welll’
The fourth turned on the toe and down he fell.
With that they all did tumble on the ground
With such a zealous laughter, so profound,
That in this spleen ridiculous appears,
To check their folly, passion’s solemn tears.
I thought to close mine eyes some half an hour
When lo, to interrupt my purposed rest
Toward that shade I might behold addressed
The King and his companions. Warily
I stole into a neighbour thicket by
And overheard what you shall overhear:
That by and by disguised they will be here.
Their herald is a pretty knavish page
That well by heart hath conned his embassage.
Action and accent did they teach him there.
‘Thus must thou speak’, and ‘thus thy body bear’.
And ever and anon they made a doubt
Presence majestical would put him out,
‘For’, quoth the King, ‘an angel shalt thou see,
Yet fear not thou, but speak audaciously.’
The boy replied, ‘An angel is not evil.
I should have feared her had she been a devil.’
With that all laughed and clapped him on the
shoulder,
Making the bold wag by their praises bolder.
One rubbed his elbow thus, and fleered, and swore
A better speech was never spoke before.
Another with his finger and his thumb
Cried ‘Via, we will do’t, come what will come!’
The third he capered and cried ‘All goes welll’
The fourth turned on the toe and down he fell.
With that they all did tumble on the ground
With such a zealous laughter, so profound,
That in this spleen ridiculous appears,
To check their folly, passion’s solemn tears.
PRINCESS
But what, but what—come they to visit us?
BOYET
They do, they do, and are apparelled thus
⌈ ⌉
Like Muscovites or Russians, as I guess.
Their purpose is to parley, to court and dance,
And every one his love-suit will advance
Unto his several mistress, which they’ll know
By favours several which they did bestow.
⌈ ⌉
Like Muscovites or Russians, as I guess.
Their purpose is to parley, to court and dance,
And every one his love-suit will advance
Unto his several mistress, which they’ll know
By favours several which they did bestow.
PRINCESS
And will they so ? The gallants shall be tasked,
For, ladies, we will every one be masked,
And not a man of them shall have the grace,
Despite of suit, to see a lady’s face.
(To Rosaline)
Hold, take thou this, my sweet, and give me thine.
So shall Biron take me for Rosaline.
For, ladies, we will every one be masked,
And not a man of them shall have the grace,
Despite of suit, to see a lady’s face.
(To Rosaline)
Hold, take thou this, my sweet, and give me thine.
So shall Biron take me for Rosaline.
She changes favours with Rosaline
(To Catherine and Maria)
And change you favours, too. So shall your loves
Woo contrary, deceived by these removes.
And change you favours, too. So shall your loves
Woo contrary, deceived by these removes.
Catherine and Maria change favours
ROSALINE
Come on, then, wear the favours most in sight.
CATHERINE
But in this changing what is your intent?
PRINCESS
The effect of my intent is to cross theirs.
They do it but in mockery-merriment,
And mock for mock is only my intent.
Their several counsels they unbosom shall
To loves mistook, and so be mocked withal
Upon the next occasion that we meet
With visages displayed to talk and greet.
They do it but in mockery-merriment,
And mock for mock is only my intent.
Their several counsels they unbosom shall
To loves mistook, and so be mocked withal
Upon the next occasion that we meet
With visages displayed to talk and greet.
ROSALINE
But shall we dance if they desire us to’t?
PRINCESS
No, to the death we will not move a foot,
Nor to their penned speech render we no grace,
But while ’tis spoke each turn away her face.
Nor to their penned speech render we no grace,
But while ’tis spoke each turn away her face.
BOYET
Why, that contempt will kill the speaker’s heart,
And quite divorce his memory from his part.
And quite divorce his memory from his part.
PRINCESS
Therefore I do it; and I make no doubt
The rest will ne‘er come in if he be out.
There’s no such sport as sport by sport o’erthrown,
To make theirs ours, and ours none but our own.
So shall we stay, mocking intended game,
And they well mocked depart away with shame.
The rest will ne‘er come in if he be out.
There’s no such sport as sport by sport o’erthrown,
To make theirs ours, and ours none but our own.
So shall we stay, mocking intended game,
And they well mocked depart away with shame.
A trumpet sounds
BOYET
The trumpet sounds, be masked, the masquers come.
The ladies mask.
Enter blackamoors with music; the boy Mote with
a speech ; the King and his lords, disguised as
Russians
MOTE
All hail, the richest beauties on the earth!
BIRON
(aside)
(aside)
Beauties no richer than rich taffeta.
MOTE
A holy parcel of the fairest dames—
The ladies turn their backs to him
That ever turned their—backs to mortal views.
BIRON ‘Their eyes’, villain, ‘their eyes’!
MOTE
That ever turned their eyes to mortal views.
Out ...
Out ...
BOYET True, out indeed!
MOTE
Out of your favours, heavenly spirits, vouchsafe
Not to behold—
Not to behold—
BIRON ‘Once to behold’, rogue!
MOTE
Once to behold with your sun-beamèd eyes—
With your sun-beamèd eyes—
With your sun-beamèd eyes—
BOYET
They will not answer to that epithet.
You were best call it ‘daughter-beamèd’ eyes.
You were best call it ‘daughter-beamèd’ eyes.
MOTE
They do not mark me, and that brings me out.
BIRON
Is this your perfectness? Be gone, you rogue!
Exit Mote
ROSALINE
(as the Princess)
(as the Princess)
What would these strangers ? Know their minds, Boyet.
If they do speak our language, ‘tis our will
That some plain man recount their purposes.
Know what they would.
If they do speak our language, ‘tis our will
That some plain man recount their purposes.
Know what they would.
BOYET What would you with the Princess?
BIRON
Nothing but peace and gentle visitation.
ROSALINE What would they, say they?
BOYET
Nothing but peace and gentle visitation.
ROSALINE
Why, that they have, and bid them so be gone.
BOYET
She says you have it, and you may be gone.
KING
Say to her we have measured many miles
To tread a measure with her on this grass.
To tread a measure with her on this grass.
BOYET
They say that they have measured many a mile
To tread a measure with you on this grass.
To tread a measure with you on this grass.
ROSALINE
It is not so. Ask them how many inches
Is in one mile. If they have measured many,
The measure then of one is easily told.
Is in one mile. If they have measured many,
The measure then of one is easily told.
BOYET
If to come hither you have measured miles,
And many miles, the Princess bids you tell
How many inches doth fill up one mile.
And many miles, the Princess bids you tell
How many inches doth fill up one mile.
BIRON
Tell her we measure them by weary steps.
BOYET
She hears herself.
ROSALINE
How many weary steps
Of many weary miles you have o’ergone
Are numbered in the travel of one mile?
Are numbered in the travel of one mile?
BIRON
We number nothing that we spend for you.
Our duty is so rich, so infinite,
That we may do it still without account.
Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your face
That we, like savages, may worship it.
Our duty is so rich, so infinite,
That we may do it still without account.
Vouchsafe to show the sunshine of your face
That we, like savages, may worship it.
ROSALINE
My face is but a moon, and clouded, too.
KING
Blessed are clouds to do as such clouds do.
Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy stars, to shine,
Those clouds removed, upon our watery eyne.
Vouchsafe, bright moon, and these thy stars, to shine,
Those clouds removed, upon our watery eyne.
ROSALINE
O vain petitioner, beg a greater matter.
Thou now requests but moonshine in the water.
Thou now requests but moonshine in the water.
KING
Then in our measure do but vouchsafe one change.
Thou bid’st me beg; this begging is not strange.
Thou bid’st me beg; this begging is not strange.
ROSALINE
Play, music, then.
⌈
Music plays
⌉
Nay, you must do it soon.
Not yet?—no dance! Thus change I like the moon.
KING
Will you not dance? How come you thus estranged?
ROSALINE
You took the moon at full, but now she’s changed.
KING
Yet still she is the moon, and I the man.
⌈ ⌉ 215
The music plays, vouchsafe some motion to it.
⌈ ⌉ 215
The music plays, vouchsafe some motion to it.
ROSALINE
Our ears vouchsafe it.
KING
But your legs should do it.
ROSALINE
Since you are strangers and come here by chance
We’ll not be nice. Take hands. We will not dance.
We’ll not be nice. Take hands. We will not dance.
KING
Why take we hands, then?
ROSALINE
Only to part friends.
Curtsy, sweethearts, and so the measure ends.
KING
More measure of this measure, be not nice.
ROSALINE
We can afford no more at such a price.
KING
Price you yourselves. What buys your company?
ROSALINE
Your absence only.
KING
That can never be.
ROSALINE
Then cannot we be bought, and so adieu—
Twice to your visor, and half once to you.
Twice to your visor, and half once to you.
KING
If you deny to dance, let’s hold more chat.
ROSALINE
In private, then.
KING
I am best pleased with that.
The King and Rosaline talk apart
BIRON (to the Princess, taking her for Rosaline)
White-handed mistress, one sweet word with thee.
PRINCESS
Honey and milk and sugar—there is three.
BIRON
Nay then, two treys, an if you grow so nice—
Metheglin, wort, and malmsey—well run, dice!
There’s half-a-dozen sweets.
Metheglin, wort, and malmsey—well run, dice!
There’s half-a-dozen sweets.
PRINCESS
Seventh sweet, adieu.
Since you can cog, I’ll play no more with you.
BIRON
One word in secret.
PRINCESS
Let it not be sweet.
BIRON
Thou griev’st my gall.
PRINCESS Gall—bitter!
BIRON Therefore meet.
Biron and the Princess talk apart
DUMAINE (
to Maria, taking her for Catherine
)
to Maria, taking her for Catherine
)
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