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Loues Labour's lost.
[1520]
Her feet were much too dainty for such tread.
Duma. O vile, then as she goes what vpward lyes? The street should see as she walk'd ouer head. Kin. But what of this, are we not all in loue? Ber. O nothing so sure, and thereby all forsworne. Kin.
[1525]
Then leaue this chat, & good Berown now proue Our louing lawfull, and our fayth not torne.
Dum. I marie there, some flattery for this euill. Long. O some authority how to proceed, Some tricks, some quillets, how to cheat the diuell. Dum.
[1530]
Some salue for periurie.
Ber. O 'tis more then neede. Haue at you then affections men at armes, Consider what you first did sweare vnto: To fast, to study, and to see no woman:
[1535]
Flat treason against the Kingly state of youth. Say, Can you fast? your stomacks are too young: And abstinence ingenders maladies. And where that you haue vow'd to studie (Lords) In that each of you haue forsworne his Booke.
[1540]
Can you still dreame and pore, and thereon looke. For when would you my Lord, or you, or you, Haue found the ground of studies excellence, Without the beauty of a womans face; From womens eyes this doctrine I deriue,
[1545]
They are the Ground, the Bookes, the Achadems, From whence doth spring the true Promethean fire. Why, vniuersall plodding poysons vp The nimble spirits in the arteries, As motion and long during action tyres
[1550]
The sinnowy vigour of the trauailer. Now for not looking on a womans face, You haue in that forsworne the vse of eyes: And studie too, the causer of your vow. For where is any Author in the world,
[1555]
Teaches such beauty as a womans eye: Learning is but an adiunct to our selfe, And where we are, our Learning likewise is. Then when our selues we see in Ladies eyes, With our selues.
[1560]
Doe we not likewise see our learning there? O we haue made a Vow to studie, Lords, And in that vow we haue forsworne our Bookes: For when would you (my Leege) or you, or you? In leaden contemplation haue found out
[1565]
Such fiery Numbers as the prompting eyes, Of beauties tutors haue inrich'd you with: Other slow Arts intirely keepe the braine: And therefore finding barraine practizers, Scarce shew a haruest of their heauy toyle.
[1570]
But Loue first learned in a Ladies eyes, Liues not alone emured in the braine: But with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in euery power, And giues to euery power a double power,
[1575]
Aboue their functions and their offices. It addes a precious seeing to the eye: A Louers eyes will gaze an Eagle blinde. A Louers eare will heare the lowest sound. When the suspicious head of theft is stopt.
[1580]
Loues feeling is more soft and sensible, Then are the tender hornes of Cockle Snayles. Loues tongue proues dainty, Bachus grosse in taste, For Valour, is not Loue a Hercules? Still climing trees in the Hesporides.
[1585]
Subtill as Sphinx, as sweet and musicall,

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As bright Apollo's Lute, strung with his haire. And when Loue speakes, the voyce of all the Gods, Make heauen drowsie with the harmonie. Neuer durst Poet touch a pen to write,
[1590]
Vntill his Inke were tempred with Loues sighes: O then his lines would rauish sauage eares, And plant in Tyrants milde humilitie. From womens eyes this doctrine I deriue. They sparcle still the right promethean fire,
[1595]
They are the Bookes, the Arts, the Achademes, That shew, containe, and nourish all the world. Else none at all in ought proues excellent. Then fooles you were these women to forsweare: Or keeping what is sworne, you will proue fooles,
[1600]
For Wisedomes sake, a word that all men loue: Or for Loues sake, a word that loues all men. Or for Mens sake, the author of these Women: Or Womens sake, by whom we men are Men. Let's once loose our oathes to finde our selues,
[1605]
Or else we loose our selues, to keepe our oathes: It is religion to be thus forsworne. For Charity it selfe fulfills the Law: And who can seuer loue from Charity.
Kin. Saint Cupid then, and Souldiers to the field. Ber.
[1610]
Aduance your standards, & vpon them Lords, Pell, mell, downe with them: but be first aduis'd, In conflict that you get the Sunne of them.
Long. Now to plaine dealing, Lay these glozes by, Shall we resolue to woe these girles of France? Kin.
[1615]
And winne them too, therefore let vs deuise, Some entertainment for them in their Tents.
Ber. First from the Park let vs conduct them thither, Then homeward euery man attach the hand Of his faire Mistresse, in the afternoone
[1620]
We will with some strange pastime solace them: Such as the shortnesse of the time can shape, For Reuels, Dances, Maskes, and merry houres, Fore‑runne faire Loue, strewing her way with flowres.
Kin. Away, away, no time shall be omitted,
[1625]
That will be time, and may by vs be fitted.
Ber. Alone, alone sowed Cockell, reap'd no Corne, And Iustice alwaies whirles in equall measure: Light Wenches may proue plagues to men forsworne, If so, our Copper buyes no better treasure. Exeunt.
Actus Quartus. [Act 5, Scene 1] Conventionally, this is start of Act 5, rather than Act 4, as printed. Enter the Pedant, Curate and Dull. Pedant.
[1630]
Satis quid sufficit.
Curat.

I praise God for you sir, your reasons at dinner

haue beene sharpe & sententious: pleasant without scur­

rillity, witty without affection, audacious without im­

pudency, learned without opinion, and strange without

[1635]

heresie: I did conuerse this quondam day with a compa­

nion of the Kings, who is intituled, nominated, or called,

Don Adriano de Armatho.

Ped.

Noui hominum tanquam te, His humour is lofty,

his discourse peremptorie: his tongue filed, his eye

[1640]

ambitious, his gate maiesticall, and his generall behaui­

our vaine, ridiculous, and thrasonicall. He is too picked,

too spruce, too affected, too odde, as it were, too pere­

grinat, as I may call it.

M2 Curat.

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Actus Quartus. [Act 5, Scene 1] Conventionally, this is start of Act 5, rather than Act 4, as printed. Enter the Pedant, Curate and Dull. Pedant.
[1630]
Satis quid sufficit.
Curat.

I praise God for you sir, your reasons at dinner

haue beene sharpe & sententious: pleasant without scur­

rillity, witty without affection, audacious without im­

pudency, learned without opinion, and strange without

[1635]

heresie: I did conuerse this quondam day with a compa­

nion of the Kings, who is intituled, nominated, or called,

Don Adriano de Armatho.

Ped.

Noui hominum tanquam te, His humour is lofty,

his discourse peremptorie: his tongue filed, his eye

[1640]

ambitious, his gate maiesticall, and his generall behaui­

our vaine, ridiculous, and thrasonicall. He is too picked,

too spruce, too affected, too odde, as it were, too pere­

grinat, as I may call it.

Curat. A most singular and choise Epithat, Draw out his Table‑booke. Peda.
[1645]

He draweth out the thred of his verbositie, fi­

ner then the staple of his argument. I abhor such pha­

naticall phantasims, such insociable and poynt deuise

companions, such rackers of ortagriphie, as to speake

dout fine, when he should say doubt; det, when he shold

[1650]

pronounce debt; debt, not det: he clepeth a Calf, Caufe:

halfe, haufe: neighbour vocatur nebour; neigh abreuiated

ne: this is abhominable, which he would call abhomi­

nable: it insinuateth me of infamie: ne inteligis domine , to

make franticke, lunaticke?

Cura.
[1655]

Laus deo, bene intelligo

Peda.

Bome boon for boon prescian, a little scratcht, 'twil

serue.

Enter Bragart, Boy. Curat.

Vides ne quis venit?

Peda.

Video, & gaudio.

Brag.
[1660]

Chirra.

Peda.

Quari Chirra, not Sirra?

Brag.

Men of peace well incountred.

Ped.

Most millitarie sir salutation.

Boy.

They haue beene at a great feast of Languages,

[1665]

and stolne the scraps.

Clow.

O they haue liu'd long on the almes‑basket of

words. I maruell thy M. hath not eaten thee for a word,

for thou art not so long by the head as honorificabilitu­

dinitatibus: Thou art easier swallowed then a flapdra­

[1670]

gon.

Page.

Peace, the peale begins.

Brag.

Mounsier, are you not lettred?

Page.

Yes, yes, he teaches boyes the Horne‑booke:

What is Ab speld backward with the horn on his head?

Peda.
[1675]

Ba, puericia with a horne added.

Pag.

Ba most seely Sheepe, with a horne: you heare

his learning.

Peda.

Quis quis, thou Consonant?

Pag.

The last of the fiue Vowels if You repeat them,

[1680]

or the fift if I.

Peda.

I will repeat them: a e I.

Pag.

The Sheepe, the other two concludes it o u.

Brag.

Now by the salt waue of the mediteranium, a

sweet tutch, a quicke vene we of wit, snip snap, quick &

[1685]

home, it reioyceth my intellect, true wit.

Page.

Offered by a childe to an olde man: which is

wit‑old.

Peda.

What is the figure? What is the figure?

Page.

Hornes.

Peda.
[1690]

Thou disputes like an Infant: goe whip thy

Gigge.

Pag.

Lend me your Horne to make one, and I will

whip about your Infamie vnum cita a gigge of a Cuck­

olds horne.

Clow.
[1695]

And I had but one penny in the world, thou

shouldst haue it to buy Ginger bread: Hold, there is the

very Remuneration I had of thy Maister, thou halfpenny

purse of wit, thou Pidgeon‑egge of discretion. O & the

heauens were so pleased, that thou wert but my Bastard;

[1700]

What a ioyfull father wouldst thou make mee? Goe to,

thou hast it ad dungil, at the fingers ends, as they say.

Peda.

Oh I smell false Latine, dunghel for vnguem.

Brag.

Arts‑man preambulat, we will bee singled from

the barbarous. Do you not educate youth at the Charg‑

[1705]

house on the top of the Mountaine?

Peda. Or Mons the hill. Brag.

At your sweet pleasure, for the Mountaine.

Peda.

I doe sans question.

Bra.

Sir, it is the Kings most sweet pleasure and af­

[1710]

fection, to congratulate the Princesse at her Pauilion, in

the posteriors of this day, which the rude multitude call

the after‑noone.

Ped.

The posterior of the day, most generous sir, is lia­

ble, congruent, and measurable for the after‑noone: the

[1715]

word is well culd, chose, sweet, and apt I doe assure you

sir, I doe assure.

Brag.

Sir, the King is a noble Gentleman, and my fa­

miliar, I doe assure ye very good friend: for what is in­

ward betweene vs, let it passe. I doe beseech thee re­

[1720]

member thy curtesie. I beseech thee apparell thy head:

and among other importunate & most serious designes,

and of great import indeed too: but let that passe, for I

must tell thee it will please his Grace (by the world)

sometime to leane vpon my poore shoulder, and with

[1725]

his royall finger thus dallie with my excrement, with my

mustachio: but sweet heart let that passe. By the world

I recount no fable, some certaine speciall honours it

pleaseth his greatnesse to impart to Armado a Souldier,

a man of trauell, that hath seene the world: but let that

[1730]

passe; the very all of all is: but sweet heart I do implore

secrecie, that the King would haue mee present the

Princesse (sweet chucke) with some delightfull ostenta­

tion, or show, or pageant, or anticke, or fire‑worke:

Now, vnderstanding that the Curate and your sweet self

[1735]

are good at such eruptions, and sodaine breaking out of

myrth (as it were) I haue acquainted you withall, to

the end to craue your assistance.

Peda.

Sir, you shall present before her the Nine Wor­

thies. Sir Holofernes, as concerning some entertainment

[1740]

of time, some show in the posterior of this day, to bee

rendred by our assistants the Kings command: and this

most gallant, illustrate and learned Gentleman, before

the Princesse: I say none so fit as to present the Nine

Worthies.

Curat.
[1745]

Where will you finde men worthy enough to

present them?

Peda.

Iosua, your selfe: my selfe, and this gallant gen­

tleman Iudas Machabeus; this Swaine (because of his

great limme or ioynt) shall passe Pompey the great, the

[1750]

Page Hercules.

Brag.

Pardon sir, error: He is not quantitie enough

for that Worthies thumb, hee is not so big as the end of

his Club.

Peda.

Shall I haue audience: he shall present Hercu­les

[1755]

in minoritie: his enter and exit shall bee strangling a

Snake; and I will haue an Apologie for that purpose.

Pag.

An excellent deuice: so if any of the audience

hisse, you may cry, Well done Hercules, now thou cru­

shest the Snake; that is the way to make an offence gra­

[1760]

cious, though few haue the grace to doe it.

Brag.

For the rest of the Worthies?

Peda.

I will play three my selfe.

Pag.

Thrice worthy Gentleman.

Brag. Shall I tell you a thing? Peda.
[1765]

We attend.

Brag.

We will haue, if this fadge not, an Antique. I

beseech you follow.

Ped.

Via good‑man Dull, thou hast spoken no word

all this while.

Dull.
[1770]
Nor vnderstood none neither sir.
Ped.

Alone, we will employ thee.

Dull. Ile make one in a dance, or so: or I will play On the taber to the Worthies, & let them dance the hey. Ped. Most Dull, honest Dull, to our sport away. Exit.
 

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   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Peda.</speaker>
      <p n="1708">I doe<hi rend="italic">sans question</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-adr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Bra.</speaker>
      <p n="1709">Sir, it is the Kings most sweet pleasure and af­
      <lb n="1710"/>fection, to congratulate the Princesse at her Pauilion, in
      <lb n="1711"/>the<hi rend="italic">posteriors</hi>of this day, which the rude multitude call
      <lb n="1712"/>the after‑noone.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ped.</speaker>
      <p n="1713">The<hi rend="italic">posterior</hi>of the day, most generous sir, is lia­
      <lb n="1714"/>ble, congruent, and measurable for the after‑noone: the
      <lb n="1715"/>word is well culd, chose, sweet, and apt I doe assure you
      <lb n="1716"/>sir, I doe assure.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-adr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Brag.</speaker>
      <p n="1717">Sir, the King is a noble Gentleman, and my fa­
      <lb n="1718"/>miliar, I doe assure ye very good friend: for what is in­
      <lb n="1719"/>ward betweene vs, let it passe. I doe beseech thee re­
      <lb n="1720"/>member thy curtesie. I beseech thee apparell thy head:
      <lb n="1721"/>and among other importunate &amp; most serious designes,
      <lb n="1722"/>and of great import indeed too: but let that passe, for I
      <lb n="1723"/>must tell thee it will please his Grace (by the world)
      <lb n="1724"/>sometime to leane vpon my poore shoulder, and with
      <lb n="1725"/>his royall finger thus dallie with my excrement, with my
      <lb n="1726"/>mustachio: but sweet heart let that passe. By the world
      <lb n="1727"/>I recount no fable, some certaine speciall honours it
      <lb n="1728"/>pleaseth his greatnesse to impart to<hi rend="italic">Armado</hi>a Souldier,
      <lb n="1729"/>a man of trauell, that hath seene the world: but let that
      <lb n="1730"/>passe; the very all of all is: but sweet heart I do implore
      <lb n="1731"/>secrecie, that the King would haue mee present the
      <lb n="1732"/>Princesse (sweet chucke) with some delightfull ostenta­
      <lb n="1733"/>tion, or show, or pageant, or anticke, or fire‑worke:
      <lb n="1734"/>Now, vnderstanding that the Curate and your sweet self
      <lb n="1735"/>are good at such eruptions, and sodaine breaking out of
      <lb n="1736"/>myrth (as it were) I haue acquainted you withall, to
      <lb n="1737"/>the end to craue your assistance.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Peda.</speaker>
      <p n="1738">Sir, you shall present before her the Nine Wor­
      <lb n="1739"/>thies. Sir<hi rend="italic">Holofernes</hi>, as concerning some entertainment
      <lb n="1740"/>of time, some show in the posterior of this day, to bee
      <lb n="1741"/>rendred by our assistants the Kings command: and this
      <lb n="1742"/>most gallant, illustrate and learned Gentleman, before
      <lb n="1743"/>the Princesse: I say none so fit as to present the Nine
      <lb n="1744"/>Worthies.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-nat">
      <speaker rend="italic">Curat.</speaker>
      <p n="1745">Where will you finde men worthy enough to
      <lb n="1746"/>present them?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Peda.</speaker>
      <p n="1747">
         <hi rend="italic">Iosua</hi>, your selfe: my selfe, and this gallant gen­
      <lb n="1748"/>tleman<hi rend="italic">Iudas Machabeus</hi>; this Swaine (because of his
      <lb n="1749"/>great limme or ioynt) shall passe<hi rend="italic">Pompey</hi>the great, the
      <lb n="1750"/>Page<hi rend="italic">Hercules</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-adr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Brag.</speaker>
      <p n="1751">Pardon sir, error: He is not quantitie enough
      <lb n="1752"/>for that Worthies thumb, hee is not so big as the end of
      <lb n="1753"/>his Club.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Peda.</speaker>
      <p n="1754">Shall I haue audience: he shall present<hi rend="italic">Hercu­les</hi>
         
      <lb n="1755"/>in minoritie: his<hi rend="italic">enter</hi>and<hi rend="italic">exit</hi>shall bee strangling a
      <lb n="1756"/>Snake; and I will haue an Apologie for that purpose.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-mot">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pag.</speaker>
      <p n="1757">An excellent deuice: so if any of the audience
      <lb n="1758"/>hisse, you may cry, Well done<hi rend="italic">Hercules</hi>, now thou cru­
      <lb n="1759"/>shest the Snake; that is the way to make an offence gra­
      <lb n="1760"/>cious, though few haue the grace to doe it.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-adr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Brag.</speaker>
      <p n="1761">For the rest of the Worthies?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Peda.</speaker>
      <p n="1762">I will play three my selfe.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-mot">
      <speaker rend="italic">Pag.</speaker>
      <p n="1763">Thrice worthy Gentleman.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-adr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Brag.</speaker>
      <l n="1764">Shall I tell you a thing?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Peda.</speaker>
      <p n="1765">We attend.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-adr">
      <speaker rend="italic">Brag.</speaker>
      <p n="1766">We will haue, if this fadge not, an Antique. I
      <lb n="1767"/>beseech you follow.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ped.</speaker>
      <p n="1768">
         <hi rend="italic">Via</hi>good‑man<hi rend="italic">Dull</hi>, thou hast spoken no word
      <lb n="1769"/>all this while.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-dul">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dull.</speaker>
      <l n="1770">Nor vnderstood none neither sir.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ped.</speaker>
      <p n="1771">Alone, we will employ thee.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-dul">
      <speaker rend="italic">Dull.</speaker>
      <l n="1772">Ile make one in a dance, or so: or I will play</l>
      <pb facs="FFimg:axc0157-0.jpg" n="137"/>
      <cb n="1"/>
      <l n="1773">On the taber to the Worthies, &amp; let them dance the hey.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-lll-hol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ped.</speaker>
      <l n="1774">Most<hi rend="italic">Dull</hi>, honest<hi rend="italic">Dull</hi>, to our sport away.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic inline" type="exit">Exit.</stage>
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